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The FIRST TWO ARE TAKEN FROM MY GRANPA'S GARDEN AND THE THIRD ONE FROM NEZAMI JUNGLE. ENJOY

What happened to poor sweet creatures?

I got shocked by the news about the mass Dolphins suicide at southern Iranian port. You can read the full texts here.
No one knows what happened to them. During the last month it seems this is the second time that the group of dolphins suicide; the group of around 70 dolphins, my god!!!
According to the news there is no sign of food poisoning or water pollution but almost all of them had bleeding through their nose and mouth which is odd.
It seems local people tried to return the poor creatures back to water but they came back again. I really like to understand what happened to them.
It was always a question in my mind that why once in a while a group of whale came to land to die. If they knew they are dieing anyway and they prefer to be in land? If they confused by the change of earth magnetic field direction? If they prefer to die with their leader who is ill and comes to land to die? Are they aware what they are doing or it is just based on their instinct?
This is really one of the most tragic events of the nature.

Experience of being a minority

One year ago when I left my country for the first time I didn’t have any idea about being a minority. I am from Iran, an old country, full of historic buildings and memos. You can find lots of them at louvre and British museum People more recognize Iran by : Persian cats, Persian rugs, and also oil I should say.

When I arrived here at Canada for the first 5-6 month I was pretty busy with getting used to my new environment, where to buy grocery , how to rent a house, how to deal with my thesis and supervisor and above all how to deal with being so far away from my family.

I think it took me a year to settle down, look around my self and see what’s really happen. What did I miss? What did I get?
In Iran we celebrate the first day of spring (21st of March) as a new year. It was the first time in my life that I started my new year far far away from my family. When everyone is working on 21st of March and it doesn’t have any meaning to the most of the people around you, gradually you understand “I am a minority”.

Yes, I got that, it’s a strange feeling to be a minority. I am not nagging about this at all. All I try to do is just to explain this kind of feeling. Maybe it’s the same for all minorities, around the world but I believe when you migrate to another country with a different language and different customs you sense this feeling more strongly.

For me I learnt that everything is temporary like friends, the city you leave in, your job...
Every semester new people join or leave our small Iranian society. I am doing my best to learn how to enjoy every moment of my life. It doesn’t matter if my friends leave, I want to enjoy hanging with them right now. I should learn to be ready to leave at any time. It’s exciting in a way and I can say I like it.