اهل دانشگاهم     
روزگارم خوش نيست
ژتوني دارم    
       خرده عقلی    
          سر سوزن شوقي
 

اهل دانشگاهم پيشه ام گپ زدن است
گاه گاهي مي نويسم تكليف     
                  مي سپارم به شما
                         تا به يك نمره ناقابل بيست   
                         كه در آن زندانيست   
                         دلتان زنده شود
چه خيالي چه خيالي ميدانم    
گپ زدن بيهوده است
خوب ميدانم دانشم بيهوده است
اوستاد از من پرسيد       
              چقدر نمره ز من مي خواهي
من از او پرسيدم                دل خوش سيري چند
 

اهل دانشگاهم      
قبله ام آموزش
      جانمازم جزوه          
          مشق از پنجره ها ميگيرم
همه ذرات وجودم متبلور شده است
درسهايم را وقتي مي خوانم     
              كه خروس مي كشد خميازه
                          مرغ و ماهي خواب است
 

خوب يادم هست      
مدرسه باغ آزادي بود
درس بي كرنش مي خوانديم     
            نمره بي خواهش مي آورديم
تا معلم پارازيت مي انداخت      
             همه غش مي كرديم
                   كلاس چقدر زيبا بود و معلم چقدر حوصله داشت
درس خواندن آنروز       
مثل يك بازي بود
كم كمك دور شدم از آنجا        
بار خود را بستم
عاقبت رفتم در دانشگاه         
            به محيط خشن آموزش
                   و به دانشكده علوم سرايت كردم   
رفتم از پله كامپيوتر بالا
            چيزها ديدم در دانشگاه
                  من گدايي ديدم در آخر ترم          
                                  در به در مي گشت
                                        يك نمره قبولي مي خواست

من كسي را ديدم        
       از ديدن يك نمره ده
             دم دانشگاه پشتك مي زد
شاعري ديدم         
     هنگام خطابه       
          به خرچنگ مي گفت ستاره
                   و اسيد نيتريك را جاي مي مي نوشيد
همه جا پيدا بود          
         همه جا را ديدم
بارش اشك از نمره تك          
جنگ آموزش با دانشجو
حذف يك درس به فرماندهي كامپيوتر
فتح يك ترم به دست ترميم       
قتل يك لبخند در آخر ترم
همه را من ديدم      
         من در اين دانشگاه در به در و ويرانم
         من به يك نمره نا قابل ده خشنودم          
         من به ليسانس قناعت دارم
               من نمي خندم اگر دوست من مي افتد
               من نمي خندم اگر نرخ ژتون را دو برابر بكنند
                                    و نمي خندم اگر موي سرم مي ريزد

من در اين دانشگاه             
در سراشيب كسالت هستم
خوب مي دانم استاد          
كي كوئيز مي گيرد
برگه حذف كجاست             
سايت و رايانه آن مال من است
تريا،نقليه و دانشكده از آن من است
ما بدانيم اگر سلف نباشد          
                 همگي مي ميريم
و اگر حذف نباشد        
                 همگي مشروطيم

            نپرسيم كه در قيمه چرا گوشت نبود
            كار ما نيست شناسايي مسئول غذا
            كار ما نيست شناسايي بي نظمي ها
            كار ما شايد اينست كه در مركز پانچ
            پي اصلاح خطا ها برويم

واژه ها در گذار از هم

بی قراری میکند

ترس بر چهره دلم

نقش بی فردایی می کند

من که می دانم زمین

راز دلم راروزی فاش خواهد کرد

من که می دانم سکوتم روزی

فریاد تمام ثانیه ها خواهد شد

اما درین بیقراری ها من ندانم

قاصدک کی کند آوای عشقم را

به دنیای دلت فریاد

تا بشویی از دلت تردید و بیداد

تا بگویم فاش دل از راز پنهان!!!!

واژه هایم قدرت ماندن نداشت و ذهنم تاب بیان کردن .برای رهایی به دنیای نوشتن پناه آوردم و چشم هایم را به روی همه چیز بستم و من ماندم و حصار تنهایی

هیچ کس راز دل خسته ام را ندانست . هیچ کس از پشت پنجره سکوت ، چشم های اشکبارم را ندید و بر دل تسکین نداد . چه لحظه ها که در حالت غریب تنهایی جز سکوت هیچ نبود و من بودم و دل بودو خدای دل.

از خودم می پرسم: چرا دنیای دلم این قدر با حادثه ها بیگانه است ؟چرا هیچ صدایی را از عمق فاصله ها نمی شنوم ؟ از خودم می پرسم چرا چشم ها این قدر دروغگو شده اند ؟ چرا حرف ها پشت چشم ها پنهان شده اند ؟ چرا دیگر هیچ پرنده ای عشق پرواز را در دل زنده نمی کند ؟ چرا بال های آرزو ها شکست ؟ چرا نگاه پنجره تا به ابد به کوچه بن بست دوخته شد ؟ چرا تپش احساس رنج دوران شد ؟ چرا قلب عاشق هر زمان رنج دیدن شد و چرا خدای دلم صدایم را نشنید و چرا رهایم نساخت از بیزاری ثانیه ها.

و من مسافری غریب در شهری غریب باز هم این گونه زمزمه می کنم :

دل اگر مرد ، نگاه اگر افسرد ، خدای اگر رها کرد ، دنیا اگر بیداد کرد ،اگر حادثه ها یکی شد ، اگر نبض زمین دروغ شد ، و اگر هنوز چشم ها منتظرند ، پس چرا خدایم صدایم نشنید؟!!!!

مطلب جالبی رو براتون گذاشتم اما به انگلیسی ترجمش کردم وتوی وبلاگ گذاشتم چون خودم انگلیسی دوست دارم گفتم شاید علاقمندان به انگلیسی با خوندنش خوشحال بشن!

امیدوارم خوشتون بیاد.

مطلب راجب عید نوروز ومراسم اون در ایران هستش.

نوشین

MARASEM NOROOZ VA 7SIN

Khaneh Tekani - Spring Cleaning

Noruz (new year, or more literally "new day") is the most important celebration for Iranians. Perhaps the first step in preparing for Noruz or Now-Ruz, the Persian New Year, is Khaneh Tekani, the annual house cleaning or the spring-cleaning. In ancient times, Iranians believed that spirits of their deceased families and friends would come to visit their descendants and their homes. For this occasion, the hosts clean their homes. The word Khaneh or the slang Khooneh means house or home. The word Tekani means shaking. So the Iranians are literally shaking the house to clean it - much like you shake a rug to clean it. During the Khaneh Tekani, every room in the house is thoroughly cleaned. Iranian families gather to wash the rugs, carpets, and curtains. They polish silverware, pots and pans, and renew old items in the house. In addition, for Noruz, every member of the family renews their look by purchasing Noruz clothes to be worn on the day of Noruz. Families fill their homes with the sweet fragrance of flowers such as hyacinth and narcissus. The burning of wild rue, which is called esfand, is practiced to keep evil spirits away and provide a nice aroma in the house.

Chahar Shanbeh Suri - red wednesday Bonfire Festival

On the eve of the Wednesday before Noruz, the Iranians celebrate Chahar Shanbeh Suri. This is commonly known as the Wednesday Feast or the Festival of the last Wednesday as it is always celebrated on the eve of the last Wednesday of the year. The word Chahar Shanbeh means Wednesday and Suri is red.

The festivities start in the early evening. Children and fun seeking adults, wrap themselves in white sheets or costumes reenacting visits by the departed spirits. They run through the streets banging on pots and pans with spoons. This is called Gashog-Zani or spoon banging and ushers out the last unlucky Wednesday of the year. They also go to their neighbors, knock on doors and ask for treats, a tradition very similar to Halloween. The main event of Chahar-Shanbeh Suri is the setting of seven little fires consisting of dried bushes and shrubs, which are placed on the ground. Adults and children alike gather to jump over the flames to sing, and celebrate the renewal of life. While jumping the flames, the person chants ?Sorkhi-e to az man. Zardi-e man az to.? The literal transalation is, ?Your fiery red color is mine and my sickly yellow paleness is yours.? Loosely translated, this means you want the fire to take your paleness, sickness and problems and in turn give you redness, warmth and energy. There is no religious significance attached to Chahar Shanbeh Suri and it serves as a cultural festival for all Iranian Jews, Moslems, Armenians, Turks and Zoroastrians alike.


Iranians believe that wishes will come true on this night. Wishes are made and in order to make them come true, it is customary to prepare Noodles & Bean soup called Ash-e Chahar Shanbeh Suri and share with the poor. Friends and strangers alike are also served with nuts and dried fruits, the Ajil-e Chahar Shanbeh Suri. The Ajil has a mixture of seven dried nuts and fruits, pistachios, roasted chic peas, almond, hazelnuts, figs, apricots, and raisins.

To make wishes come true, people who have made wishes will stand at the corner of an intersection, or hide behind walls to listen to conversation of those passying by. If the conversations overheard are positive then the wish will come true. This tradition is called Fal Gush meaning 'listening for one's fortune'. Finally the Chahar Shanbeh Suri evening ends with fire works and family gatherings for a festive meal.

This ancient festival has been celebrated for thousands of years ever since the birth of the Zoroastrian religion in Persia. Persians celebrated the last 10 days of the year in the annual feast of souls, Hamaspathmaedaya, Farvardigan or popularly Forodigan). They believed Foruhars, the guardian angels for humans and the spirits of deceased would come back for a visit. These spirits were entertained as honored guests, and were given a ritual farewell at the dawn of the New Year. The bon fires also served as a welcome to these guests. Small clay figurines in shape of humans and animals symbolizing all departed relatives and animals were also placed on the rooftops. Flames were burnt all night to ensure the returning spirits were protected from the forces of Ahriman. This was called Suri festival. There were gatherings in joyful assemblies, with prayers, feasts and communal consumption of ritually blessed food. Rich and poor met together and the occasion was a time of general goodwill when quarrels were resolved and friendships renewed.

On the Thursday after Chahar Shanbeh Suri, Shab-e Jome is celerbated which is a traditional big feast of polo and chicken. Followling this ritual assures one that there will be a similar dinner at least once a week during the coming year.

Noruz History - New Years Roots

The word Noruz meaning New Day, is the most anticipated and favorite celebration for Iranians. It occurs exactly on the Spring Equinox. This occasion has been renowned in one form or another by all the major cultures of ancient Mesopotamia. Sumerians, 3000 BC, Babylonians, the ancient kingdom of Elam in Southern Persia and Akaddians in the second millennium BC, all celebrated this festival. What we celebrate today as Noruz (Also spelled Now Ruz, Norooz or Norouz) has been around for at least 3000 years and is deeply rooted in the rituals and traditions of the Zoroastrians of the Sassanian period.

The concepts of Hell, Heaven, Resurrection, the coming of the Messiah, individual and last judgment are the foundation for the Zoroastrian belief system and still exist in Judeo-Christian and Islamic traditions. In their ancient text, ?Bundahishn? foundation of creation, it is said that The Lord of Wisdom (Ahura Mazda) residing in the eternal light was not God. He created all that was good and became God. The Hostile Spirit, Angra Mainyu (Ahriman), residing in the eternal darkness created all that was evil and became the Hostile Spirit. Everything that produced life, protected and enriched it was regarded as good. This included all forces of nature beneficial to humans. Earth, waters, sky, animals, plants, justice, honesty, peace, health, beauty, joy and happiness were regarded as belonging to the good forces. All that threatened life and created disorder belonged to the hostile spirits.

The next creation was the material world, created at seven different stages. The first creation was the sky, and the second was the first ocean. Earth, a big flat dish sitting on the ocean, was the third. The next three creations were the first plant, the first animal a bull and the first human Gayo-maretan (Kiomarth, both male and female). The seventh creation was fire together with the sun.

To protect his creations the Lord of Wisdom created six holy immortals known as ?Amesha Spenta?. The first three were male deities. Khashtra (Sharivar), the protector of sky; Asha-Vahishta (Ordibehesht) and Vahu Manah (Bahman) protected fire and animals. The other three were female deities: Haurvatat (Khordad) to protect water, Spenta Armaiti (Esfand) protector of mother earth and Ameratat (Amoordad) for plant life. Ahura Mazda became the protector of humans and the holy fire. The six immortals are the names of six of the months in the current Iranian calendar. To begin the cycle life, the plant produced seeds; the bull produced all animals and from the human came the first male and female. The rest of the humanity was created from their union. This was called the first No Ruz, meaning new day and the beginning of the cycle of life. It starts at the beginning of spring and the seven creations are remembered and embraced through the Iranian New Year spread called Sofreh Haft Sin. Noruz is celebrated for 13 days after the mark of spring equinox.

Sal Tahvil - New Year's Times

The Sal Tahvil or the Sa'at-e Tahvil is New Year's Eve, which is the official time for the Spring Equinox. Every year the equinox occurs at a different point in time, so the date, although accurately measured (to the date and time) is different each year, but close to March 20th.

Sa'at- tahvil is an important moment, as it is a time for forgiving each other, putting away petty differences and looking forward to building more constructive relationships. The countdown is often followed carefully on the radio or television, as the family gathers around the haft sin, in their new clothes, carefully watching the egg or preparing to take a picture of the Sal Tahvil. Legend says that there is a bullfish in the ocean of time carrying the world on one of its horns. When the Sal-e Tahvil arrives, the bullfish tosses the world over to the other horn, resulting in a tremor that will dislodge the egg and send it rolling to the side of the mirror.

As the countdown ushers in the new year, everyone rejoices, kiss each other, exchanging Noruz greetings such as ?Eid-i shoma mobarak!?or ?Sal-e No Mobarak!? which means Happy New Year. Gifts, usually money called Eidi, placed inside the Koran are exchanged, given by older members to the younger members of the family. Members of the family then celebrate by singing, eating, drinking and taking pictures.

It is also believed that the next visitor to the home will set the tone for luck in the new year, so generally the family will send out the youngest or most innocent member of the family to go outside with some sweets and knock on the door, come in and pretend to be a visitor. After the family has celebrated, the next 13 days are spent visiting the families.

Families gather to take pictures and share sweets and celebrate.

Observance of NOROOZ 1385 Saal-Tahvil (turn of the year) - is on

Monday, March 20th 2006 at 06:25:35 PM Greenwich Meantime.

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Haji Firuz & Amoo Norooz- The

 Persian Troubadour & Santa Claus

The old Haji, named Firuz or Firooz, is the troubadour who ushers in the new year with his song, dance and merriment. Haji Firooz symbolizes the rebirth of the Sumerian god of sacrifice, Domuzi, who was killed at the end of each year and reborn at the beginning of the New Year. Wearing an elaborate red costume which is a cross between a court jester, santa claus and perhaps a venician at carnival, the herald uses his tambourine and enlists a few fellow comedians to make the world laugh. Traditionally, Haji Firooz wears black make up and this is thought to have come from ancient times when the entertainment was provided by black slaves who, with their rather 'strange accents' for the Persians brought laughter to the people. Today?s modern Haji Firooz sings and dances through the streets with tambourines and trumpets spreading joy for Norooz. He often appears at gatherings and entertains by singing, dancing, telling stories and also a few good jokes. Children and adults all love Haji Firooz who, if you are lucky, will tell a few good tales like that of Amoo Norooz (Amoo Norouz) and other old Persian tales. Amoo Norooz, a distant relative of Haji Firooz is responsible for giving gifts to the children much like Santa Claus. He makes their wishes come true and ensures that they are happy and healthy for many years to come.