my observations

This is a place to share my short stories of real emotions from my point of view

my observations

This is a place to share my short stories of real emotions from my point of view

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January 2017 year until now or maybe ever

LOC: Shiraz, Iran

Ali have not come here yet. There has been no relation between him and I yet. There has been no connection and dealing with Mahshid (Ali's sister) yet. I know that there will not been any happen between us. These sentences will be the last my words about this bitter story.

Sometimes, politic can suppose as a trick for people around the world. For example, in this period of time which there is a break out by CoronaVirus, we can witness some leaders of some countries like Iran who have hided back of sanctions. They say that " we can not prepare the best medicine facilities due to sanctions". This is just one an instance of irresponsibility of people.

I am going to talk you about this vital point that all ourselves are individually responsible for our words, behaviors, choices, expression of our feelings, and doings with others not just our conscience. I would say how Ali could do this reaction? How he could stay me on a "no closure" , "no resolve" point, no "end point"?  This is terribly. This story have not had the final point and this is the most current problem. I believe that every story need a point. Ali MUST let me hear his mind.

On the other hand, I know there is not any hope to come us together sometime and I want to come this conclusion that Ali had hided his iiresponsibility behind politic, behind sanction, behind Trump. He and his sister had promised me. They hade made a stunning window of dreams to me. They asked me making dream.

I want to comeback to ourself and think how many times we have made a person hopefull and after that, with out any sufficient function have made him/her disappointed. I please anyone who read my story which please, please  think about your acts in your life. I believe that  nothing is harder that giving hope to somebody just as a lie. 

THE END.


۰ نظر موافقین ۰ مخالفین ۰ ۱۵ فروردين ۹۹ ، ۱۳:۵۸
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January 2017 year

LOC: Shiraz

About a year had passed from tje last time which His sister and me could see each other. Our relation had been made spiritless. I was really tired. Although fter my travel to Sistan & Balouchestan and coming back to my home, I decided to  cut this relation and announce my decision to Mahshid. She told me that I had a surprise for you. She said Ali was going to Iran, just due to saw you andd getting the final decition.

Oh my god!
I can not forget that time. In that time, I was Tehran in out of the library of my university. I huged my friend and say, "Ali want to go Iran, finally, I can see him".
A came back to Shiraz and started to ready myself, present for him and etc. I had 2 months time to get ready until Nowruz 2018 and coming him.

Two months had been passed and now this is Nowruz. Next two weeks he will come. It was the best time to me in all my life. I knew he had booked his ticket and had prepered some present for me. These sense were great.
Little by little, Nowruz was finished and my family and I are in a reception. Time is 12:00 P.M and we should come back to our home. My brother said me that unfortonatelt Ali could not come to Iran. Apparently, his professor had said that it is better if you do not go Iran. Maybe you can not come back to U.S.

This news was such a hammer on my head.

 

Continue.. 

 

۰ نظر موافقین ۰ مخالفین ۰ ۱۱ فروردين ۹۹ ، ۱۳:۱۹
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2017 year after the end of  our Nowrouz

LOC: A cafe' in Shiraz

Time: 11 A.M

For the second time, Mahshid and I saw together again. I wanted to go to Tehran  and that date had been made just somehow to clear what should we do? When do I can talk to Ali? What was the plane of them? I hopefully supposed that she was going to say his phone number and he will call you soon. But all things went surprisingly. She said that your borther's suggest (Mohammad) was that they (Ali and me) ahould not talk actually.

On that time, Trump was the president of U.S.A. Iranian travelling to U.S.A has been banned and we are faced to a serious problem.  We found that Ali can not  come to Iran. Besides, due to the suggestion of my brother who had said it iwas better if we did not tlak together, everything was messed up

 

 Now, we are meet to the second problem. I was wondering why did my brother tell her some thing like this? My family was open-minded, why my brother did not consult his family. I think he must ask my idea. Because of this, Ali have said before he come to Iran, he prefer not to talk with me.

When I found that there are two problem which any of them can not be solved, I had to accept their idea and go to Tehran without any hope. All times, all seconds, Mahshid and me talk on Telegram. Shewas sending his pictures to me and I involve in his love more and more. She was conveying his messages to me and I imagine him like the best man and friend. She was speaking about his behaviors, habbits, interests and I was fnding him closer and closer to me. In a day, I cried and sent a music to Mahshid and asked her to forward it to Ali. After that, she sent me a screenshot of their messages on Whatsapp.


I made more tired and more disappointed than before. Therewere a huge distance  between us. Nothing made me happy anymore. Trupm had been imposed more strict restrictions on Iranian and the distance was been more and more.

continues...

 

 

 

 

۰ نظر موافقین ۰ مخالفین ۰ ۲۳ اسفند ۹۸ ، ۱۷:۱۳
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2016 year

LOC: Dormitory of Art University of Tehran / Iran

Time: 10:00 P.M

I was sitting behind my laptop and going to work on my thesis. Eventualy, my brother called me by phone. He asked me to send him some of my portraite pictures from myself. I could guess what is exactly his goal. Without any further question, I sent him. After one hour, my sister was calling me. She explained about my brother's request. She said that his friend had wanted to act as a suitor for me from my brother!
In that time, I did not have any sense about this hapening. Infact, I did not care about it. Even I remember that when my sister had set a date with that girl (Mahshid) in Shiraz, I had a plan to go to a mountain in the north of Iran. they wanted to speak about me and her brother (Ali), who was stusying in U.S.A in PHD at Delawre University.
They had talked together how we are, such an example, both of us love traveling, going mountaining, he and his family had ever liked to get familiar with a family who originally were Qashqaei (a nomad in the south west of Iran).
After I came back from my trip, My sister told me all thing about her family. It seems that every thing had being gone well.
Little by little, the time came close to Nowruz (Persian new year), Mahshid called me once and we were supposed to meet each other for the first time. I came back from Tehran where I had studied to shiraz where my family had lived.
Finally, we saw each other. I remember my sister came with me on that date, too. We talked a lot aboyt every single thing which was connected to us ( Ali and me). Actually, his sister was  somehow his embassadar. She told me, he likes traveling, going mountain and has a bright perspective for hisself. In the first date, every thing was well and I was thinking and wondering how he is like me; his thoughts, his favorites and goals.

Continues...
 

۰ نظر موافقین ۰ مخالفین ۰ ۱۶ اسفند ۹۸ ، ۲۱:۱۱
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