Uncle Nowruz Is On The Way

Spring is coming. Nowruz is on the way. I can hear the sound of uncle Nowruz's horses' hooves, rushing toward me. He is bringing blossoms to bare lands. That's how I always imagined him, an old man with white beard, wise eyes and kind smile. I can hear Hjji Firuz plays his tambourine...Hajji Firuze Sali Yeruze...
Back on those days that I was in my hometown, when greengage trees were blooming at grandpa's garden, yellow dandelions were coming out of ground, pale pink blossoms were covering peach trees, I knew spring was there. When our dogs were going crazy and giving each other romantic looks, I knew love is in the air...
We used to gather all by the "haftsin" table, while waiting for last seconds of old year to pass on...tic tac tic tac...Happy New Year.
All the family kissed and huged each other. My dad used to gave us our gifts and then all of us used to head to my grandpa's place where my aunts, uncles and cousin where gathered. These are part of the most precious memories that I have. When grandpa passed away the family union was never like before, but still lovely.
I missed being with my family for four Nowruz. I am not going to complain about that . That's life..I should go with the life train instead I am having my own Nowruz with Nima.
I am trying to make it just like what we have back home as much as possible. I don't want loose this lovely tradition. I will pass it to my kids one day...
Happy Spring everybody, wish you a year full of good news, heart warming incidents and sweet surprises...(The picture is from here.)

سال نو مبارک

My Lovely season Spring

Spring is coming. the very first day of the spring, 21st of March, is my birthday. It is also the begining of the new Iranian year, "Norouz". Back home it's time to "shake home" clean it allover, buying new clothes and preparing "Haft sin" table.

I am thinking about two gorgeous Magnolia trees in our garden. The white one should start to prosper and the pink one will catch up later.

I miss walking in streets, seeing shops full of Red fishes and purple hyacinth, sabze,...

I always loved the few last days of the year before Spring come. It's like something going to be happen, it's like really everything are going to be new and revive, the earth and all the creatures.

I love the few last seconds tic tac tic tac .... BOMB .... the traditional music ... Happy Norouz

like always I have the same wishes to pray for:

to be a better person,

to have better vision of the life,

to have bigger ears to hear :)

to be sharper to learn

to have better eyes to see

to learn from my mistakes (I barley do)

to break less hearts and not let other break ours

not to be fooled with our fake ego

not to be limited with our narrow mind

not to judge others in a first glance

can be trusted for our words

to be knowledgeable and quite generous with that

to be surrounded with those who are better than us

to be a doe but to be a Lion

to be an eagle but to be a lamb
to be powerful but never use that against the weak

quite a long list!