tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50184291900759169192024-02-07T16:39:52.260+03:00Should I stay or should I go?!Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-59367494908862766512008-02-14T10:45:00.004+02:002008-02-14T10:53:38.884+02:00Souls in peace<div style="text-align: justify;">It has been a great journey for me being in Istanbul and all.After 10 months I am getting used to this city.I have a simple life here, a room, a job, a university and a very nice co-workers.It's a wonderful thing to reach and hold peace in your life.After 10 months of struggling around now I have become happy.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sometime it really help to change a few thing in life.I began with location.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh547Wo8bA16cqSDwrh4bhbSHLyNEbAPWU8FIYtz7IykKhdFZnVtnFiIoHLDSV-cpenIhz9qtv1s9Aj-ISCc7i6ASjzco7eh8McqKqDtHIFQzIP4CM1QbRzNQFsS26fGxz6d9NfmcrG/s1600-h/istanbul04.preview.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh547Wo8bA16cqSDwrh4bhbSHLyNEbAPWU8FIYtz7IykKhdFZnVtnFiIoHLDSV-cpenIhz9qtv1s9Aj-ISCc7i6ASjzco7eh8McqKqDtHIFQzIP4CM1QbRzNQFsS26fGxz6d9NfmcrG/s320/istanbul04.preview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166755887968117474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Frankly speaking I am happier than anytime.It's a good thing to be in peace with yourself.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-7651113464680738342008-01-24T01:08:00.000+02:002008-01-24T01:37:41.652+02:00Hollywood spoof?!<div style="text-align: justify;">Playing with history isn't new.I am talking about <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0416449/">300 </a>movie.But those <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">fanatics</span> wining about US <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">government</span> and their conspiracy(!) missing a point here.300 is not a documentary.It's a movie made to entertain people.Also Frank Miller author of graphic novel 300, had tried to entertain his readers.<br />To tell the truth 300 is a popcorn movie.A movie that entertain you.Lots of action, blood and violence.This is what it takes to make a entertaining movie nowadays.Zack Snyder, director of 300 had done a great job.It is a movie you can watch and enjoy.<br />So, if you haven't watched it, buy a big popcorn and big gulp and try to enjoy the movie.Still questions, here is a couple of links.Let this post enlighten your road(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hah</span>, that was great.It just came over!)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.chasingthefrog.com/reelfaces/300spartans.php">This is what an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">American</span> say: http://www.chasingthefrog.com/reelfaces/300spartans.php</a><br />And this is what an Iranian say: <a href="http://iranpoliticsclub.net/history/300/">http://iranpoliticsclub.net/history/300/</a><br /></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-32456411565022271172008-01-22T23:58:00.000+02:002008-01-23T00:05:37.210+02:00Midnight Sun<div style="text-align: justify;">I have always loved European movies.No wacky musics, no CG visual effects and so on.Always simple."Lovers of the Arctic Circle" is one of them.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">You can feel cool air in your face while watching this movie.It has a interesting relieve.Most beautiful scene, Ana dead, lying on the ground ;Otto <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">looks</span> into her face.When the camera zoom on Ana's eyes you can see her tears.Of course you have no idea what I am talking about.So this might be a chance to rediscover this movie.<br /></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-39363587298981141302008-01-21T00:23:00.000+02:002008-01-21T00:27:17.382+02:00New flat-mate, new skills?!Seriously, which one you guys have a housemate who can make traditional Turkish <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dessert</span>?Well mine does, despite he is a guy.The fact is this dessert was amazingly delicious!Well, my old housemates could play <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ney</span>, this new one makes great desserts :)Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-81401242422982222292008-01-20T23:59:00.000+02:002008-01-21T00:23:26.934+02:00Are we alive or dead?<div style="text-align: justify;">This is a new and still warm corner.I'll try to write down things that happened <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">occasionally</span> to me once in a while.Things that happen <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">without</span> a plan or just be there.Like watching a movie while zapping between channels, or music I heard on radio and stuff like this.<br />Today's special is a movie."<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0230600/">The Others</a>", a very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">successful</span> work from <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0024622/">Alejandro <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Amenabar</span></a>.While switching between channels I saw this movie on MTV-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Türkiye</span>.It might look like a horror movie first, but believe there is nothing scary in this movie.Of course if you are a religious person might taste a little harsh.But if you try to keep your mind more open, this is the movie.Way better than Matrix.Despite it is on of Hollywood-style movies, it bears a much more beautiful concept.How can you realize if you are alive?Or dead? What are the significant signs of being dead?<br />Personally I have nothing against <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Hollywood</span>, but sometimes their movies just suck!But The Others is on a different type.Director Alejandro <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Amenabar</span> did a great job on this movie.The angle of camera will take you to the old mansion.Lighting is perfect.Acting is just great.Especially little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Alakina</span> Mann.On the contrary Nicole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Kidman</span> is way below good.Anyway, The others can be your little escape from wicked philosophy of religion.<br /></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-33624569827846547422008-01-19T16:50:00.000+02:002008-01-19T17:42:49.779+02:00Read a book, save a soul...<div align="justify"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Personally</span> I don't read a lot, except technical <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">text</span> involving my field.But once in a while I read a book.This time based on my friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Alireza's</span> suggestion I read "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Memoria</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Mis</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Putas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Tristes</span>" by one of most talented south <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">American</span> writers, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.The book is in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">PDF</span> format and is a Farsi translation of book.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">I liked it a lot.It's a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">fascinating</span> book.Despite it's not a thousand page novel, each of five parts will drove you away to south <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">America</span>.To a small town.Deep into life of our story teller.Back to his memories.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">The story might look a little perverted in first look, but it's a great love story.Love of a 90 years old young, discovering true love again.A love only he can feel.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Anyway if you feel like reading a book, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Memoria</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Mis</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Putas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Tristes</span> is a perfect choice.Yet, if you know Farsi, I am gonna give a link you can download and read this book in Farsi.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><a href="http://fdagroup.webs.com/Khaterate_Roospiane_Sodazade%5B1%5D.pdf">http://fdagroup.webs.com/Khaterate_Roospiane_Sodazade%5B1%5D.pdf</a></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-87021219386582281542008-01-18T00:05:00.000+02:002008-01-18T00:26:19.433+02:00<div align="justify">"I created you! I gave you a piece of my soul.I granted you eternal life.I gave you everything, and now you are ignoring my existence?!" God said to man.Man rolled his eyes on empty space and replied :"You did gave me all, but above everything you gave me free will!You wanted me to be free of you.You made me in such a way I am free of everything.You gave me mind.With that and free will I deny you .With everything I got I deny you".God turned his back on man and asked rock same question.Rock growth a mouth out of it's solid cover and answered "You gave man soul, you gave him mind.You didn't do anything! You created man, gave him mind.He created you , me and everything between"<br /><br />Only limit of creativity is borders of imagination-Farshad</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-82535255440831403522008-01-16T22:23:00.000+02:002008-01-16T22:46:57.713+02:00A different place, same old way.<div align="justify">When I first go to my old room back in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Beşiktaş</span> 4 months ago, I told myself : "Yeah, this feels like home" .But I was wrong.Can't judge things in first sight.But in that period of time I gain more life experience I found a new friendship which worth some pain.He is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Turkish</span> boy studying at university.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ensar</span> is a cool young, trying to live life as good as he can.Also he is very intelligent fellow.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156177074272027890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSEnLrwm_mcgqNmKjvwCSBHLMB6Dc_STb0E_omZIOWvGwBTwPeTlecVih0lHSjbatwbvj5XzzNU9wbABRi0_1bKxOgV5kLmtgzhY8mvpkXuZAjBmEgEqDHJHM6kVlDjBPadPQGepPH/s320/kasmpasa+184.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="justify">This is the last day of my staying at old room where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Ensar</span> and his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Friends</span> having a party and invited me.As you see I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">wasn't</span> drinking(!).If you pay attention you might as well see a picture of me for the first time on this blog.As you can see we (at least they) were having some fun.</p><p align="justify">Life is full of joy and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">happiness</span>, not discovering that joy doesn't mean there isn't such thing.Just let your heart lead your eye.<br /></p><div align="justify"></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-88614208655206331382008-01-15T14:24:00.000+02:002008-01-15T14:50:42.088+02:00So much to tell<div align="justify">There has been a huge gap between me and this blog.I've missed writing.Let's keep this short.</div><br />Part I:Why I wasn't around?<br /><p align="justify">After I get informed that I have won(!) the right to enter university, I talked to my family to see what they think.My mom told me that I should register.Also I talked to Ali, my cousin in Canada.He also told me to register.So I tried to find money to register.I get my salary from work-too hard to get but worth it- then, I sold my cellphone to a nice price.There was also some leftovers of the money my family sent me.But there was another problem.I just got 3 days until deadline and in that 3 days god knows how I pulled a fascinating stunt and registered.After that I quit my job-as easy as getting it- and began university.</p><p align="justify">After this high-speed life I returned to my normal state i.e. do nothing but sleeping ! Any way I think that registering definitely worth my efforts.Although I can't say I am having fun at final exams but it's OK.</p><p align="justify">By the time I get my head back I was in a middle of non-sense again.I was broke no other source of income around.Also I had to go to a third country to get a student visa.I was busy in mind.Also my midterms were crushing my soul during that period.After 40 days of no money I found a part time job as a programmer as usual.I just have to work 3 days and the payment is quite good.So I get more busy.Some problems happened with housemates and I had to find another place.I found a new place a week ago and moved there.The rent is a little high for a student but the room is clean and peaceful, just what I need.</p><p align="justify">Working part time despite it's name is a time and mind consuming thing.I don't have time for my final exams now and already missed one of them.Chemistry to be frank.I am trying to get thing back on track again.So I am busy now.I think it wouldn't stop until you are dead."Get rich or dye trying"!.</p><p align="justify">I am planning to enter the university exam again.My current university is kinda far from where I stay.And very far from where I work.On the other hand I can't say I loved my field.Maybe it's because of people around or maybe it's just being a foreigner thing.As a conclusion I am trying to get back to my ex-field, IT.</p><p align="justify">Since I am young I want to make best of everything by anyway I could.It's a hard thing to do but it is always good to have problems in life.That's what makes us more grown.</p><p align="justify">Well, that's it for now, just let me say, being on your own have a nice taste :)</p><p align="justify"> </p>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-41005408995206697402007-12-05T00:07:00.000+02:002007-12-05T00:16:11.153+02:00Long time no see,right?!<div style="text-align: justify;">I have forgotten to upload something in a while.It's not nothing have happened,I have become so lazy to put new stuff on here.There are a great amount of news which in time you'll know very soon.<br /></div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-48907876955501041232007-10-15T13:32:00.000+03:002007-10-15T13:56:53.775+03:00Great news, worst time!<div align="justify">Finally, I get informed about my application in Istanbul University. I have granted admission for "Geophysics Engineering" program at Istanbul University.This means if I register I can study for 4 years and earn a Bachelor of Science degree in this field.Kind of nice, but I just have 3 days until registration deadline and I am confused about what should I do.If I register I have to leave my current job and be penny-less like always.My family doesn't seem to support me on this because they are in some mixed situation also.I need a professionals help now but no one is around.</div><div align="justify">I am beginning to love geophysics but I can't get in .Actually I can but for sure, I won't survive.The only way to survive in Istanbul is to have money.I know student life very good since I was student for 2 and a half year.Students can't afford living in a room with 300$ rent.They can't smoke good cigars also.Even if I enroll can't find enough money to live.These was the facts.But my heart is beating for university.I love university and student life.I don't feel ready for real life,-or I don't want to feel.In the both ways I love to go to university, especially a program different than Computer or IT based science.</div><div align="justify">Company's are paying good for programmers, it's a nice job to have a normal life.But I don't want that.I want to be able to live free.Geologists - from what I know - have a more active life than programmers.They don't have to hide in a basement and work for freaking 16 hours a day.Instead they go to field studies and do explorations outdoor. They might not get as much as programmers, but I am sure their salary would be enough to live.</div><div align="justify">I am kind of feeling a sympathy for earth sciences.After all it's the place we live on, having some sort of information won't harm.On the other hand it's a exciting field to study.Labs, field research, discovery camps and other high rhythm activities.Even if I am not so good at study but I am sure I'll figure out something.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Conclusion:"Help, in any way you can within 3 days!"</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-40130894686160291472007-10-08T17:56:00.000+03:002007-10-09T10:06:33.876+03:00Ten things you should never doHere are ten things you should never do:<br /><br /><br /><ol><li>Never say "Fat - ass" to a fat guy, results are are unpredictable!</li><li>Don't leave your home unless you have bigger plans, like moving to Bahamas</li><li>Don't ask a street bum "How you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doing</span>?", it's really obvious!</li><li>Never smoke right after you ate sweets, really harmful.Besides the taste of smoke will lost.</li><li>Never go to blind dates, results are unknown.</li><li>Never say "It's gonna be alright", unless you can reverse things you do to ruin his/her life.</li><li>Never compare cars to girls, these are two different entities which got nothing in common.</li><li>The only car deserves to be called "Jet" is Ferrari, others are just some tires and steel.So please stop calling your junk "Jet"!</li><li>Never brake up from your girlfriend unless you are sure she isn't going to destroy you and everything between.</li><li>Never say "Never", ever again.</li></ol>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-48349537674580810722007-10-08T17:36:00.000+03:002007-10-08T17:55:52.827+03:00Why you shouldn't LIVE with your aunt/uncle?!<div align="justify">Here ten reasons that show why you shouldn't live with other families except your Mom and Dad:</div><ol><li><div align="justify">First days are nice, but afterward it will get weird.They will order you to do something, not ask politely</div></li><li><div align="justify">They always ask for much of your <em>services</em> around.Like cleaning rooms, washing dishes and so on ...</div></li><li><div align="justify">You won't feel comfortable cause you can't run around the house naked!</div></li><li><div align="justify">You have to accept what is given to you and never ask for much.In such cases don't ask for much, this one lethal point for your future stay.</div></li><li><div align="justify">You have to share everything with others even your memories.Sharing memories is fun but not with every one.</div></li><li><div align="justify">There is always something missing about your works, like why haven't you picked your sucks from carpet just for one day among 100 days of your stay.</div></li><li><div align="justify">They always complain about how you act except in case you are just like them.</div></li><li><div align="justify">Remember:One person has got nothing to do to the other one in any condition.This means you are like yourself, none of two persons around this planet are same.Not even twins-like evil twin and good twin-.</div></li><li><div align="justify">The love being felt about you can change to hate just in one second in these places.</div></li><li><div align="justify">There is just one person in this planet who really loves you, and she is your mom.So never ask for love from others.</div></li></ol><p align="justify">I hope these tips come useful for you.But don't forget "Home is where you feel like home"</p>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-47697032777826619802007-10-08T17:14:00.000+03:002007-10-08T17:32:18.875+03:00Weird stuffConsider this:<br /><div align="justify"><em>"You have some of your stuff like your PC and clothes in your aunt's house.Somehow, the have used your PC as theirs and now that you want to take them you get this:Aww you gotta wait until we clear out our information from PC!. "</em></div><div align="justify">I have heard odd things but this tops all of them.How come I have been asked to wait for something that is mine-officially- and will be mine?! I mean what do they think I am gonna do with their stupid pictures ?! Publish them?!Print them.I have teached them how to use this tool and they have made money out of it, now this is how they thank.It's really bad to hear these from persons I -used to- like.Now that I think, I have saved them from paying thousand of dollars to learn "How to play cards on Windows".I have shared I all know about computers to let them be more smart.Now they are being smart-ass.</div><div align="justify">On the other hand, consider this:</div><div align="justify"><em>"You have stayed at your aunt and her family, somehow, for 5 months.You have shared all the good and bad -mostly bad I guess- moments with them.You act like yourself so far.Like buying gifts and all, but from some point on you realize that there is no stop for this.I mean you are doing everything you can to keep them happy and still they want more."</em></div><div align="justify">I don't know how would you feel, but that pisses me off.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">There is a old word I always believed but never did : "Whoever goes to judge by himself will considered 'True' in his eyes"</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-64489524992977484152007-10-08T11:45:00.000+03:002007-10-08T11:47:02.861+03:00At last!Guys , guys don't worry!I finally find a room and stayed at there last night.Just wanted to tell you :)Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-33937325263383996242007-10-05T18:09:00.000+03:002007-10-05T18:23:25.800+03:00Still homeless, still same<div align="justify">I haven't find a room yet and I have been kicked out for 3 days now and staying at hotels.I don't know what to do right now, confused really.My work friends told me that I could stay at office temporarily <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">until</span> I find a place for myself.I don't know if I should accept that or not.By the way I am out of money, and won't get my salary .At least not soon.The company is out of money and they haven't paid anyone.But there is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">difference</span> be3tween me and other guys.They have homes and families but me , homeless , money-less and confused as hell.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">If things continue like this I don't think this is a good company for me!Maybe I quit and go back to Iran and wait until university begins.I am really confused, I don't have enough money to afford two days in hotel.Maybe I stayed at office but it seems a little rude to me.It's a hard decision for me.Because I don't want to ruin my reputation here.On the other hand I need a place to stay 2 days.Maybe more...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="center">I think the life is applying it's sense of humor again just to have something to laugh</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-79274440241609043192007-10-03T14:20:00.000+03:002007-10-03T14:33:30.622+03:00I have lost it...<div align="justify">I have written a lot of memories in my notebook(regular notebook with pencil).I'll write them down when possible.Last night was my the end for me, I have been told to not to come back to my aunt's.I finally find a room. It has a bed and a cloth wardrobe. After all I can't stay outdoor!Now there is just one problem.The university applications began again yesterday and I let my cousin handle mine and his application.If everything goes right I can study "Geology" or "Geophysics or maybe "Software engineering".So I have another chance and this time I won't miss it.It doesn't matter where to study right? But Sweden, my dream country.Always cool.No matter how I'll treated there I want to live and study in Sweden.Maybe one out of a million of my dreams come true.I just hope everything goes right at this state, I hope...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Leaving the place I have been for more than 6 months and get related to it somehow, sounds terrible.But as I always say - and never do - I should be able to handle myself here, so I get used to it for further use!</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">I have to plan my future.I most do it clearly.I most be able to a picture of it so I can draw my path trough this messy hole called life.It's always about how you do things, not when!A good plan always do the trick.</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-72543506037865841772007-10-02T10:00:00.000+03:002007-10-02T10:08:02.858+03:00Now this is real!<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">"The only good life has did for us is that there is no good at all"</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#000000;">Finally I got kicked out just as I thought.I have to leave the house today.Of course they didn't really kicked me out, just told me to leave.Now I am a house-less junk.I am gonna see some houses around <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kabataş</span>, see if I manage one for myself.If the worst happens, I'll stay at hotel <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">until</span> I find a place.</span></div><div align="center">No one said it's gonna be easy.</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-85532898538405935432007-09-21T09:52:00.000+03:002007-09-21T12:17:04.822+03:00What's so special about Istanbul?<div align="justify">Istanbul is the biggest city of Turkey located at north-west of country where Asia and Europe meet by means of two bridges, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bochorphus</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">FSM</span>.The thing that makes Istanbul important is it's critical location.But that's not why I chose here as my temporary home.Istanbul is a beautiful city where west meets east.You can see all kinds of people in here.People from places you wouldn't imagine.It's a "City by the sea".Waters of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ege</span> meet Black Sea.</div><div align="justify">Weather here really sucks!In summer it's extremely hot and humid.In winter it's very cold windy.But in spring and fall, I think those are the best time to visit Istanbul.I have spent spring and summer here now, and now I know what "extremely hot" is!Like everyplace else, it's nice when you come here for holidays.But to stay...I don't know.If you are living in a developed country I suppose you would like to visit here to see something new or "old" and that might look interesting</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-59913494724975147422007-09-19T09:48:00.000+03:002007-09-19T10:19:06.595+03:00Happy freaking birthday Farshad!<div align="justify">Today is my birthday, but something tell me that I won't feel happy at the end of day.I have been offended by insults again.I don't clean the room I live in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">together</span> with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cousin</span>, does it make a bad person.Does wanting revenge makes a person bad?Does it?I am sick and tired of this place.I don't feel comfortable here anymore.I must find a room for my own.</div><div align="justify">My aunt's husband again, maybe he is doing this for my own good, but I don't like it.I am not like his son and don't want to be.He is acting like a typical father who always humiliates you to teach something for your future good.Maybe he is right.Maybe I am mentally sick and should get cured.There are so much to tell that I won't be able to write it down.</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-30246726004066592102007-09-13T09:30:00.000+03:002007-09-13T09:51:56.684+03:00Got room?!<div align="justify">I have been searching for a room from the moment I came back.I must have visited a dozen of houses.Major problem is, most of the rooms aren't furnished.I don't want to complain but after all these time sleeping on a couch I deserve to have a room at least with a bed.Rent rates are high even for a single room not an apartment or something.But there is nothing I can do about it.Lower rents are also available but they are far away from my workplace and are not in good situation.It's not good.On the other hand since I am homeless in a sence, I have to accept what is there.Yesterday I found my dream room.It it very close to work, 5 min by walking.The room is furnished.The apartment itself is in very good situation.There are also many electric devices such as TV,DVD player,Satellite and so on.But the greatest advantage is the householder, he is a very nice guy.If I pay my rental regularly I don't think there will be any problems with him.But the rent fee is really high.Let's say I earn 1000YTL(New Turkish Lirs-Equals to 760$) and the rent is 750YTL(570$) including all fees and I mean all.Considering my state here it's not wise to pay so much.Because I have to save some money till university begins.I have to put 4-5 grands($) aside in order to make it there for a few months until I find a job.It's really hard goal to achieve!</div><div align="justify">Money is the cause and cure for all human problems in modern world.In here you work to just stay alive, not to save money.Most of the people here spend all their money just to be able to see the next day.I am not an exception.Maybe I am asking for something I can't handle, but like everyone else I deserve a better life and I am trying really hard to have it.Of course there is always some problems to make it hard to get, and I think that's the reason which makes my target so valuable.</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-17587846631818842732007-09-11T15:57:00.000+03:002007-09-12T16:26:31.304+03:00The way back - Part II :Home (Chapter Three)<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Thanks</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">for</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">your <span style="color:#ff0000;">comments</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Alireza</span></span> and </span><span style="color:#3366ff;">Ali</span></span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">When you live in a place for 20 years , the connection between you and that place is like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">un</span>-destroyable.But that doesn't mean you can't leave there.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify">I spent most of my time outside, second day after my arrival I went to my university to arrange my paperwork.My dad had went <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">trough</span> most of it but the final one was mine.It's really <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">interesting</span>, even you graduate and deserve a degree the university won't hand out your diploma to yourself!After a lot of talk they gave me my "Temporary Diploma" and told me the original one will be sent to my address.More <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">interesting</span> thing is everyone there knew I was in Turkey and keep asking me "How was there?!Did you meet any one celebs?!!",<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Heheheheee</span>.But of course they don't see the facts behind my stay.There is a total moron at our university who is chief(!!!) of student services.They guy asked me "If I come there, would you help me stay?!".I don't know what to say I just replied "I am working in there, after work I can help you visit nice places".</div><br /><div align="justify">It's nice to be famous you know, before I tell them where I am all of them knew!Pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">interesting</span> though.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">After all those stunts I couldn't get my orginal diploma and have to wait for 6 months.It's really bad cause I won't have enough time to translate and send it.Well, what can I say;There are still situation like this in the modern education era!!</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-13065105709372989472007-09-10T15:42:00.000+03:002007-09-12T15:45:10.096+03:00Dreams II<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;">"Time is the greatest cure"</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="justify">It should be a great feeling having your home, your own car or at least a life belongs only to you.But these are dreams that most of people around the world having and hereby I share this feeling.</div><div align="justify">You know what would be great? A small house or cabin beside a lake at a cold place like Sweden, Alaska or Iceland.I can myself with a bottle of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">whisky</span> and smokes sitting on a old wooden chair watching the sky at night.Even now, when I dream about it puts a smile on my face, like I have won 1mil$ and nobody knows about it!Since we mentioned money, it's a nice instrument to live a little bit more comfort.</div><div align="justify">With enough amount of money I am sure I'd live at my own kingdom of heaven.A kingdom where the one and only king is me, of course there is nobody around at all.Looks like I am telling craps again, well the only thing that I really have is the power of imagination(It's not working anymore but still exists).</div><div align="justify">What it is like to have a life of my own, is it really hard to achieve?Is it that far away?When it's going to happen?How much I should wait?A year, 10 years or when I am 70 and I don't have a thing except worthless memories?</div><em></em>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-3471706959284382082007-09-10T09:59:00.000+03:002007-09-21T09:35:26.768+03:00The way back - Part II :Home (Chapter Two)<div align="justify">Where is home?Where is the place you feel like home?The home that you have lived in it so far, or the place your heart beats?You'll feel the difference for sure.<br />It's good to see old friends.First day I went to see Alireza (I have told you about him before).I've missed him, and he too and that's the reason that I entitle him "Best friend".Also I met an old friend too, Shaahin.We were together in high school for 2-3 years.We always sit in a same row beside each other.I remember the fun we had together, we always were laughing(!).It's good to be friends.<br />We spend the afternoon and night together talking mostly about how Istanbul and my life is.I was trying to give a drop of my experience to them but as usual it turned out to jokes.I've missed these guys.But when you go to sleep you understand you're alone.Millions of thoughts fly in your mind and eventually land one by one."Should I stay or should I go?".Maybe the most important question in my life.What to do?It's not like when I was 17.Life was more simple back then than now.<br />I have always forced myself to choose the best of options, not the ideals.Sometimes there is just one choice and sometimes there are hundreds.But questions still remains, which one is better?Go or stay?Go or stay?Go or s...?It was a decision I must make.I received some help from friends and family.I am sure by now you have figured it out, right?The thing that concerns me even now is "Have I chosen the right one".There is no answer to it.<br />My dad told me a nice thing."Every time I was going back to Armenia I had the same feeling as you, I didn't want to go but I had to.And every time I wanted to go back home I didn't want that either".</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018429190075916919.post-7147427942346462792007-09-07T14:29:00.000+03:002007-09-07T15:02:49.654+03:00The way back - Part II :Home (Chapter One)<div align="justify">When you are away from home you don't miss a lot of things, cause you don't remember.I didn't miss home a lot when I was in Istanbul.But when I get back home, it was really strange.From the point I take off the bus, I began to feel nice.In tabriz there is always wind blowing.It was the first thing I realized that I missed it.Tabriz is a city that humidity rate is very low, not like Istanbul.That's the other thing I miss.</div><div align="justify">Now that I am back to Istanbul I have lost all my desire for home again.It's really hard to be in such a feeling.</div><div align="justify">When I ringed the doorbell I heard my big brother,Farhad's voice saying"He's here!He is here!!".Ohhh it's a beautiful thing to know that there is someone on this planet that misses you.They all was there, my family except my oldest brother and his family.It was good that I didn't see him, cause it would have ruined everything.Anyway, it was a really warm welcome.It's really intresting how we humans feel.So it was good.First night, I don't think I have sleeped in such a peace so far.Because of my absense, my brother moved to my room.I get shocked when I get in my room!I told my mom"This is how you miss me?!" and she replied"Noooo, we moved Farhad's things here because this room is better".It was Ok.I mean the is no reason to get hurt by that.</div><div align="justify">Night time, it's the best time.I missed the silence of our neighborhood when it's night.I stand beside the open window of my room and lit a cigarette.Great thing to be home I guess.Farhad and I stayed in same room during my stay in Tabriz.We didn't talk a lot with him.But preceding night we did a long conversation.He said:"You should plan to be on your own, don't rely on dad.He might not be able to help you these days" and that I should move ahead not come back to Iran.It was a long talk, I don't want to bother with details.</div>Farshadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07608175609729441508noreply@blogger.com1