Siavash: Put your camera away, Sepideh, and just once see nature with your own eyes. You miss so much. Look there on the lake, seven ghaaz just like in the story.
Sepideh: [Puts away her digital camera.] Beautiful birds. They're not kalaagh, though?
Siavash: who said they were kalaagh. I just said they were ghaaz, why do you always enjoy contradicting me? Just because I don’t like going to your brother’s house?
Sepideh: I was just saying the story is called haft kalaagh and these birds are…”
Siavash: Who said they were kalaagh? Did I ever say they were kalaagh? I clearly said they were ghaaz didn’t I?
Sepideh: [Sighs.] Yes azizam, you said they were ghaaz. Now keep your eyes on the road or we’ll have an accident.
Siavash: Before you start arguing, first listen then think about what I said.
Sepideh: Yes azizam, you said, “Look, Sepideh, seven ghaaz just like in the story.” Weren’t they gorgeous birds, especially the males? You should have slowed down. So cute that they were all paired.
Siavash: [chuckles patronizingly.] You can’t pair up seven ghaaz, there will always be one left over, usually the youngest male.
Sepideh: One was in the rushes, and two were diving when you looked. There were ten of them.
Siavash: I saw those too, and altogether there were Seven! Learn to count joonam.
[Sepideh picks up her digital camera and begins playing back the pictures.]
Siavash: [Nervously, cranes in Sepideh’s direction pretending to be looking for something in the glove box.] The other three weren’t actually ghaaz; they were something else.
Sepideh: [still searching through the pictures.] Yes azizam, they must have been kalaagh e daryaaee.
Siavash: And even if they were ghaaz they must have landed after I looked.
Sepideh: Yes Azizam, these trees are full of ghaaz.
Siavash: [Sardonically] ghaaz don’t live in trees, Sepideh joon. The extra three came from the sky. You didn’t see them come down because you were too busy messing with your stupid camera. As I said, you should try seeing nature with your own eyes. You miss too much. Put the camera away.
Sepideh: Yes Azizam, as soon as I figure out how to photoshop these ordak pictures to make them look like ghaaz for you.
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Haaah they have a good sense of humor :o)
by Monda on Sun Jan 17, 2010 08:16 PM PSTand they're definitely well-bonded. The rest is whatever they make of it.
Funny & marginally disturbing. Man gereftam to nagir
by Hovakhshatare on Sun Jan 17, 2010 08:12 PM PSTFrom Iraj Mirza on marriage, albeit male centric
زن گرفتم شدم اي دوست به دام زن اسير … من گرفتم تو نگير
چه اسيري كه ز دنيا شده ام يكسره سير … من گرفتم تو نگير
بود يك وقت مرا با رفقا گردش و سير … ياد آن روز بخير
زن مرا كرده ميان قفس خانه اسير … من گرفتم تو نگير
ياد آن روز كه آزاد ز غمها بودم … تك و تنها بودم
زن و فرزند ببستند مرا با زنجير … من گرفتم تو نگير
بودم آن روز من از طايفه دّرد كشان … بودم از جمع خوشان
خوشي از دست برون رفت و شدم لات و فقير … من گرفتم تو نگير
اي مجرد كه بود خوابگهت بستر گرم … بستر راحت و نرم
زن مگير ؛ ار نه شود خوابگهت لاي حصير … من گرفتم تو نگير
بنده زن دارم و محكوم به حبس ابدم … مستحق لگدم
چون در اين مسئله بود از خود مخلص تقصير … من گرفتم تو نگير
من از آن روز كه شوهر شده ام خر شده ام … خر همسر شده ام
مي دهد يونجه به من جاي پنير … من گرفتم تو نگير
Great story Ari jan, you describe the arguments very well
by Anahid Hojjati on Mon Jan 18, 2010 07:15 PM PSTAri jan, I liked your story. So much arguing over few birds! Siavash and Sepideh should give each other a break.
Ari jan
by bajenaghe naghi on Sun Jan 17, 2010 07:24 PM PSTA very nice story.
You say kalaagh and I say ghaaz.
BTW I see dangerous and ominous clouds forming over siavash and sepideh relationship. You say talaagh and I say permanent separation.