January 21, 2008


As soon as I realized about what my identity is, on all walks of life I tried to fight one simple statement:
But, by now, I know that I'm stained somehow. Yeah, tinted, at least.

Posted by Shervin at January 21, 2008 12:49 AM

You know, it's very strange, I'm thinking about something a bit in that sense as well... but to be honest, the more you fight it the more attached it gets! It's like having your hand stuck in a grease (or greas) jar!
Be good..and please right more often here..

Posted by: soie at February 4, 2008 12:21 AM

My name is Matthias Koch. I`m a nineteen year old student from Switzerland 
Two years ago I traveled with my family through Iran and we visited Teheran, Yazd, Shiraz, Kerman, Esfahan and Bam. Thats why I`m interested in Iran.
Actually I`m writing on an exposition about the life of young people in Iran. And for that reason I woud like to get in touch with young iranish people. I found your blog on the web and would like to get in touch with you. I would be pleased if you answer


Posted by: matja at March 21, 2008 08:10 PM
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