Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Love is my death and my life

Every love has behind it a long story, and in every story , there is so much pain and so much happiness, I looked behind and I realized that It was so worthy and in fact I enjoyed both sides of the game ; the joy of love, that gave me so much energy and add more passion to my soul and  the pain which let me be ready for new beginings..So  I  know  that love has many shapes and we should never  give up in it, for that love has our lives and in its hands our deaths at the same time, No one can undrestand love properly and in fact,we should not undrestand it, that becasue its beauty remains in its  mistery..

Saturday, November 3, 2012

A memory Note to my beloved being ...



He was always silent, always alone ... I don't remember him in  our wedding 's parties or in our  sepcial occasions that we celebrate a lot ! 
I never saw  him wiht a frwan on his face, I don't know if some one can believe this, but this is the truth...

Who is he?

He is  a man I am sure he will never happen again, he is an angel, may be, but it is so crestal clear that his kind  don't  live so much .. why shall he,  he is so senstive and so kind , so god willl not  let him suffer and may be he thinks that  he is so worthy to be with humans who are  seeking the  materialist  side of life ... 

When my Uncle left, he was   50  years old . I was told that God gave him many chances  to improve his life, but becasue he was so   senstive and so affectionate, he did give up in the materialist life and  stayed with his family, earning  his  living with what he could work in that time.So  he  worked with  so little salary . What I  remember  about him is a lonly man looking for  an isolated places to  stay on his own, and  meditate, althought Iam sure he had no undrestanding  or awarness about  the meaning of meditation , but he was always in his corner, may be wondering about his exsitence and his purpose  in this  great  deep life    . I do not remember  a lot of things aobut him ! but I do remember some  gestuers he made ; he was always surprising  me ! with his  kind and pure heart ! he was always taking care of his animals, looking for the  negelcted ones, bring them home, and give them a lot of care , tenderness and affection, you can imagine how he was with his fellows. In fact, I was always  touched with so much  tenderness he holds in his heart, He knows nothing about love stuff and the scientific concepts   that  people of nowadays are using , so much   ignorance about his  surrounding  but a lot of  knowledge of  his  heart and his depths. He has a  huge big love  to  this universe and to god  that no one has ever had, no one could  undrestand  him, thats why he  was prefering  the isolated places and the  awayness . What I shall  say about a man , never lied, you never saw  a frown on his face, I never ever  had seen him sad. Not becasue he was so happy in his life but  because he was so happy  with so much little that he had .  I  truelly  loved him and I was always saying to him : I wish I marry someone like you . I never thought for a moment that death will take  him  and  that he would  leave  as quickly as  this . I wish the death was  patient for a bit so he would  be still alive now. I had many things to ask him ;  every time  I met him , I was asking him a question , he was answering me  without  any histation .  but  now I am  more  elder and gorwn up spritually, morally  so I   feel that  I am full of questions  about that  angelic man , who will never happen again. If he was still alive  , I would  may be  undrestand  him and  his character, and may be we  would be so much closer friends .

We were calling him ,the  iron man ! it was a joke.  He was spreading in the air with  his special  presence , the joy and  the warmth  derived from his  tender smiles and his affectionate soul.  Love you so much dear Uncle, still now miss you and  long to you , I am sure that where you are now is much better .
No wonder that you left here, why you should be and there is more comfortable and happier to you . To a man who never dies, always  plays like a child, always smiles,and  always undrestands how to live his life fully even when he has so little . 

Forver love and Forver young ... Uncle Mohsen you are one of the most  wonderful people I have ever seen in my life, you are a man who never  travelled to anywhere, although  you hold in your heart a special undrestaing to concept of love to yourself and to other, to live from the depths, even when you are in your most terrible pains . to a man who  tought me that to be special  is enough to be just  you are ... to a man lived every moment  as he lived for a long time, to a man could  have  every thoughts about beauty and self resepct to nature, to the beings  that surround him and to  God ...