I reviewed all my previous blog today. I really liked it. It made me to feel very good. I was so proud of my writings when I could experience the same feeling by just reading it. I remembered all those hardships before coming to the US and all those dreams that were dreams some days, and some of them are the reality now.
Then, I came here to write something that a comment of a reader made me sad again. Why are these guys so rude? I wanted to close this blog because of that, and I wrote this "The End" post, but I changed my mind because there are very a few who read this blog, and it doesn't worth to spend time creating another blog. In addition, I wanted to keep all the story in one place as far as possible.
Then, I came here to write something that a comment of a reader made me sad again. Why are these guys so rude? I wanted to close this blog because of that, and I wrote this "The End" post, but I changed my mind because there are very a few who read this blog, and it doesn't worth to spend time creating another blog. In addition, I wanted to keep all the story in one place as far as possible.
دردمندی را سبویی می طلب
بهر آن سالها بودی تشنه لب
چون خدایش آن بداد شکری نکرد
چند نگذشتی سبو هم تکه کرد
مر مریدی شیخ را پرسیدی چه شد
گفت آنچه گویم تو میخواهی شنود؟
ابلهان باشند فراوان در جهان
قدر نعمت هم ندانند این خران
زین نه تنها زحمت خود میکنند
بل جهانی را به رنج می افکنند
این نیوش و بعد از این هوشیار باش
ماه داند قدر خور بیدار باش
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