I was shocked when I read in Globe and Mail about the Muslim father who killed his teen girl here in Mississauga. Poor girl didn’t practice Islam and she didn’t want to wear hejab. It seems his father beat her so hard that ended to her death in a hospital the other day. I don’t know what to say. How someone could beat her daughter for the sake of God’s will. What kind of stupid person thinks the God who supposed to be the creator of all the beauties around us, will be happy to see your teen daughter in her blood because she doesn’t want to wear hejab. I have many things to say but what for!!
Those who are able to do such things are blind prejudiced brainwashed devil. There is no way to talk to them. They know nothing about logic or fare discussion. All they know is this: THIS IS GOD’S WILL. Which means this is what their ancestors taught them not GOD.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
I am coming:):)
We are going back to Iran for Christmas. Seeing my family again after one year is great.
How much I missed them god knows. I remember last year when I arrived at Mehrabad airport in Tehran. My heart started beating faster and I was telling myself “don’t cry”. I passed the security section and I saw my older sister (Roja) waving her hands from behind the glasses. Then my tears started falling down I couldn’t help it anymore. It was almost a year and a half that I was apart from them for the first time in my life.
Being among my family became a very old memory. All of them were there my mom, my only brother, Roja, Behis, my mother and father in law and my aunts. I hugged them and tried to stop my tears. Now we are going back again …. I miss you all
How much I missed them god knows. I remember last year when I arrived at Mehrabad airport in Tehran. My heart started beating faster and I was telling myself “don’t cry”. I passed the security section and I saw my older sister (Roja) waving her hands from behind the glasses. Then my tears started falling down I couldn’t help it anymore. It was almost a year and a half that I was apart from them for the first time in my life.
Being among my family became a very old memory. All of them were there my mom, my only brother, Roja, Behis, my mother and father in law and my aunts. I hugged them and tried to stop my tears. Now we are going back again …. I miss you all
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Do Anyone Need a Sofa Bed?
We finally moved to our new house last night by the help of some of our friends. The main challenge was a sofa bed, heavy and big. It almost took an hour to move the sofa from floor 17th to downstairs and from truck to the garage of the new house. First we wanted to move the sofa to second floor but finally by looking at the narrow staircase we gave up and now the sofa bed is laid down at the end of our garage ready to sell.
Nima and I are still too tired to open up any boxes or suitcases.
We just set up the internet and turned on my laptop. At this time I am on my knees and the chair is downstairs. It’s better for me to go before my knees go on strike.
Nima and I are still too tired to open up any boxes or suitcases.
We just set up the internet and turned on my laptop. At this time I am on my knees and the chair is downstairs. It’s better for me to go before my knees go on strike.
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