To Aura Wade!

One Art
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-- Elizabeth Bishop

Lefties of the world, Unite!!

To my surprise, i found out on yahoo.com that today is the Lefties Day.
Isn't it a great thing? well, if you are not lefty, then you wouldn't find it that great. As a left-handed, i find it even the greatest thing that can happen to the left-handed "community". Recognition!! That is the word!
Being left handed has always been an issue in my life. A serious one!!
When i was a little girl, dad used to tell me that only bright poeple are left-handed. i still remember his encouragement to me and my brother (left-handed too).i didn't understand then why he insisted on encouraging us, but when we went to school, i realized what he meant by that.
The world out there just did not know what left handedness is about.
Or maybe they did, but in the wrong way!! There were some teachers who admired my left-handedness as if it was an extraodinary attribute to human beings. Others just couldn't grasp it, and treated me as an "alien". Well, i don't want to be treated as an extreme, neither positively nor negatively.
Once, when my islamic studies realized that i am left-handed, he started yelling at me. yes, yelling at me and another friend of mine who was as "unlucky" as i was to be a lefty.the teacher said a lot of nasty things about us, like being Satan's "associates", mentally ad physically sick. He simply kicked us out of fear to "contaminate" him. i was 14, then.
Since my childhood, i had to cope with using instruments, at school, playing sports,or in the kitchen. Now i can use these tools way better with my right hand than with my left one. But there are a lot of things i can NOT do but with my left hand and I feel comfortable with it.
I am absolutely proud of being one lefty among all the leftieS of this world. It does no harm and there is absolutely NO wrong with it. My brother Simo,my sister (she's ambidextrous), my aunt, 4 of my cousins and other relatives are all left-handed.You can say that it is weird, but it just makes me happy and more confident about it.
A lot of my friends are left handed too, and a lot of the celebrities and famous histroy figures that i admire.
I AM different. We all are, in one way or another.

Beloved!

I have just finshed "Beloved", a novel by Toni Morrison. i think it is one of the greatest books i ever read about the Black Americans and the Slavery issue. it is very well-written and ideas are so well-interwoven that i could follow each idea even though there is a great number of them. this is an opportunity to talk about my life passion: reading.
it is my life passion. i learn through reading. i travel through reading. i meet new and different characters and people through reading.i use my imagination so damn well thanks to reading. i write whatever and whenver i feel like writing thanks to reading. i cried because of reading. i was shocked by different situations and different attitudes toward life because of reading. i grew up to be a woman who can think, talk, argue, fight, love, accept, refuse, say yes and means yes, say no and means no, imagine the unimaginable, do the possible, and challenge the impossible because of, thanks to, and through reading.
In short, i love reading!!

In tinjdad, unlike anytime before i read a hell load of VERY interesting books, i never thought of having the chance to read,thanks to my friends.
my favorite books iread in tinjdad are:

Ishmael Daniel Quinn
To The Lighthouse Virginia Woolf
Under the Banner of Heaven Jon Krauker
The History of Love Nicole Krauss
The kiterunner Khaled Hussain
Memoirs of a Geisha Arthur Golden
One hundred years of Solitude Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Everything is Illuminated Jonathan safran Foer

....and the list is long

these books and many many others contributed and are still contributing in my journey of life and they always will.