What we are fighting for… (The #Arts will never die) ✌🙏👍

Yes, I dare! You, I mean some of you my friends here, who intensive were interested in me as an individual person, were much interested in my life story somehow, but to put it bluntly, as I am, somewhat, a humble person, it was very difficult for me to write about it, though, I have a memorial note with the same title on work.

But, what else!, I thought I begin here with you all (who interested of course) to tell my story;

I have begun the story with the picture of me and my brother Al, no chance without him. He is a part or better to say; a huge part of my life… no doubt.

Okay, let’s begin with a daisy lazy vision in front of my tired old eyes and dig into my memory; I can see into a foggy scene a large yard and a big house in there we’re both born or may re-born.

I see at first, a gate for driving in and a veranda for parking lot and after you walked into the yard and passed a pool which rests between two big rose garden with some trees of peach and apples, you’d reach the main door to enter into the house.

I regret not to have a pic of my birthplace, I had it surely but it’s out of hand!

It sounds all big and great, of course, it was because of my father’s lucky goal after his success in publishing a book in which he had not only made a difference between Persians and Arabs way in their religion but also he put an old costume called Sufi’s with his translation or better to say a gathering of the quotes by the first Imam in Shiites; Ali. It was more a sanctify about Ali as an Imam, he made him as a legendary.

Therefore, he became famous in a night (I think it is a wish of every writer) though I am sure that he was not even religious; he was all in his life against mullahs and their teachings in the Mosque, he was never welcome there! that was his chance to hit the goal and did it.

Therefore, we were born in a big house with a big garden a great yard and rich building without any religious influences.

It is not easy to be born in a family with so many sensibilities, as an artist can have, I tell you, the children take it most!

I must end this part and look for the next, hopefully you too 😊 Be safe and have a nice WE🙏💖🙏

It is just a try as a test; today, when I’ve turned my PC on, Microsoft didn’t let the windows open before I accept to view the new facilities.

I’ve given my OK and after some “changing” I could have my windows but with some problems which made me restart the PC.

This I had to repeat several times till I have got the normal display but, I can’t like or reblog or comment on any pages!!

I publish this “calls for help” if I can publish anything at all today 🙄😢

First I must say; Yes, I am at home! Because I have not a full-time job anymore but am a short-time worker. 😁

The reason why is that everything is in a still-stand or interruption modus as you’ve surely known it.

Anyway, today at nine o’clock the Spring has begun and in old Persian, it was and still is, the beginning of a new year, but I have put a question mark after the word “happy” that I think it might be really under a question while in these days it is hard to be.

Nevertheless, I gave the title also the Persian words; (translated) “New Year be Succeed” that is much fitter than” be happy” and could be a wish for the new one.

Then let me say;

Happy New Year to all #Persian allover Earth. Though it’d not be so happy as it’d be! somebody might say last years; what could be worse than this?! Now we see it can be worse!!
But anyhow, stay strong and together (with distance😁 ) as we know; this too shall pass 😏Hoping for a better year 💖🙏

سال نو مبارک به همه #پارسیان روی کره زمین. گرچه آنقدر مبارک نمیتواند بود! ممکن است کسی سالهای گذشته بگفت؛ چی ممکنه بدتر از این پیش بیاد! حالا می بینیم که می تواند بدتر شود !!
اما به هر حال ، قوی و در کنار هم باشید (با فاصله 😁). همانطور که می دانیم این نیز بگذرد 😏به امید سالی بهتر

Take care and be safe everybody 💖💖🙏✌💖