Sunday, October 31, 2010
Taste a regular schedule! Evenif it is for 40 days!
I'm about to have an amazingly good organized program for everything in my life. It doesn't mean to be predictable (as a plenty of my friends consider it such a boring thing). On the contrary, it will bring me a deeply happiness.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Who knows? Perhaps tonight is our Night of Qadr!
In the name of Allah, the Beneficent the Merciful.
Lo! We revealed it on the Night of predestination.(1)
Ah, what will convey unto thee what the Night of Qadr is! (2)
The night of Qadr is better than a thousand months.(3)
The angels and the spirit descend therein, by the permission of their Lord, with all decrees.(4)
(The Night is) peace until the rising of the dawn.(5)
Hello every body. I hope you are all doing well. Tonight is very important to me. I don't know whether you believe in the Night of Qadr or not. I know a lot of Muslims don't believe in some Islamic educations heartily and try to interpret them somehow to seem more reasonable. I need to confess I was one of them until recently. Every religious sentence must conform to my mind to accept; otherwise I would underestimate it or even worse! I would make a laugh of those believers.
Thanks God I am now a true believer of the concept of this Mubarak Night.
And finally I advise you my sister or brother, don't miss tonight! According to the educations of Shia'(I'm not sure is it just for Shia' or not) we are told the famous Night of Qadr is one of these more possible nights definitely: 19th, 21th and or 23th of Ramadan. Nobody knows it exactly but God.
Shokran lillah.
Lo! We revealed it on the Night of predestination.(1)
Ah, what will convey unto thee what the Night of Qadr is! (2)
The night of Qadr is better than a thousand months.(3)
The angels and the spirit descend therein, by the permission of their Lord, with all decrees.(4)
(The Night is) peace until the rising of the dawn.(5)
Hello every body. I hope you are all doing well. Tonight is very important to me. I don't know whether you believe in the Night of Qadr or not. I know a lot of Muslims don't believe in some Islamic educations heartily and try to interpret them somehow to seem more reasonable. I need to confess I was one of them until recently. Every religious sentence must conform to my mind to accept; otherwise I would underestimate it or even worse! I would make a laugh of those believers.
Thanks God I am now a true believer of the concept of this Mubarak Night.
And finally I advise you my sister or brother, don't miss tonight! According to the educations of Shia'(I'm not sure is it just for Shia' or not) we are told the famous Night of Qadr is one of these more possible nights definitely: 19th, 21th and or 23th of Ramadan. Nobody knows it exactly but God.
Shokran lillah.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
MABAS MUBARAK
Read! In the name of thy Lord and Cherisher who created.
Created man out of a (mere) clot of congealed blood.
Read! And thy Lord is Most Bountiful.
He who taught (the use of) the Pen.
Taught man which he knew not.
"al-Alaq: 1-5"
Created man out of a (mere) clot of congealed blood.
Read! And thy Lord is Most Bountiful.
He who taught (the use of) the Pen.
Taught man which he knew not.
"al-Alaq: 1-5"
Monday, June 21, 2010
A beautiful quote of Prophet Mohammad (P.B.U.H)
What a wonderful thing it is to understand deeply the meaning of Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam -'s word:
.کن مع الناس و لا تکن مع الناس
.کن مع الناس و لا تکن مع الناس
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Teacher's Day
There are some few people in our life make us feel peace and blessing; speaking with them reminds us our sublime goals and wishes. I'm not happy with calling May 2 as "teacher's day" in Iran; however, I use to meet some of my former lovely teachers as they always bring me good feelings.
When I was a little kid, my everything was the school. What a small world I really had! The point is, children trust and believe in their own teachers deeply. That's why their world is beautiful and they can easily accept their words without doubt. They concentrate on teacher's personality. Certainly students can find out who loves teaching and who doesn't, who is literate and who's not. In fact children can understand more than they seem to.
When children grow up, they become so cynical so that they can not know their professors as reliable respectful and literate masters.
Today I actually miss my childhood peaceful faith.
When I was a little kid, my everything was the school. What a small world I really had! The point is, children trust and believe in their own teachers deeply. That's why their world is beautiful and they can easily accept their words without doubt. They concentrate on teacher's personality. Certainly students can find out who loves teaching and who doesn't, who is literate and who's not. In fact children can understand more than they seem to.
When children grow up, they become so cynical so that they can not know their professors as reliable respectful and literate masters.
Today I actually miss my childhood peaceful faith.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Ali Shariati
The first lesson I've learned from Shariati is the value of thinking. We don't have to be ashamed of believes fluctuation. Those who can not critic their thoughts constantly can not have a fresh life, in my opinion. The second lesson was his jocularity and the third, he always tend to his society all over his life. I for one, should be thanking of him as my best teacher.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Nowruz Mubarak!
Friday, March 19, 2010
noruz, norooz, nurooz, nowruz,...
spring is about to come, so i like to introduce you the most important celebration for Iranians. visit http://www.persianmirror.com/celebrations/noruz/noruz.cfm
Sunday, February 28, 2010
my mother's anniversary
My mom's first passing away anniversary was 6 days ago. It's unbelievable how I lived without her. I can't help my tears writing about her. This much I can say I miss her a lot and that i love her kind soul. God bless her.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
...and a message on the way
One day
I'll come and bring my message
I'll come and pour light in the veines
And I will chant:
"O You! Carrying darkness in your baskets!
I brought you apple,
The golden apples of Sun!"
I'll come and give a dafodile to the begger.
I'll explain the blind the truth of light
and the weight of sight.
Like a nomad I'll wander around.
I'll begin to sing
the song of the rainbow and the dew.
A pilgrim will constantly say:
"It is the dark night of the truth indeed."
I'll give his share of the universe.
A loner girl will be waiting on the bridge.
I'll give her share of the skies.
I'll erase all the walls.
I'll tell thieves that there is only smile left to steal.
I'll tie the eyes to the sun, the hearts to love, the shadows to water and the twigs to the breeze.
And childeren's dreams
to the nightly song of the crickets.
I'll come and plant a rose in front of every door.
I'll sing in front of every window.
I will plant a tree for each and every crow.
I will explain to the serpents
the wondrous lives of the frog.
I will make peace.
I will make friend.
I will stroll.
I will swim in the torrent of light.
Then I will take on a flight
And I will love.
"Sohrab Sepehri (Iranian poet)"
I'll come and bring my message
I'll come and pour light in the veines
And I will chant:
"O You! Carrying darkness in your baskets!
I brought you apple,
The golden apples of Sun!"
I'll come and give a dafodile to the begger.
I'll explain the blind the truth of light
and the weight of sight.
Like a nomad I'll wander around.
I'll begin to sing
the song of the rainbow and the dew.
A pilgrim will constantly say:
"It is the dark night of the truth indeed."
I'll give his share of the universe.
A loner girl will be waiting on the bridge.
I'll give her share of the skies.
I'll erase all the walls.
I'll tell thieves that there is only smile left to steal.
I'll tie the eyes to the sun, the hearts to love, the shadows to water and the twigs to the breeze.
And childeren's dreams
to the nightly song of the crickets.
I'll come and plant a rose in front of every door.
I'll sing in front of every window.
I will plant a tree for each and every crow.
I will explain to the serpents
the wondrous lives of the frog.
I will make peace.
I will make friend.
I will stroll.
I will swim in the torrent of light.
Then I will take on a flight
And I will love.
"Sohrab Sepehri (Iranian poet)"
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