1. I am back to Tehran after being away for 6 days in Dubai (UAE) and 4 days in North of Iran. About Iran's North I should talk about how much fun it was that people were throwing party from late night to early morning to almost any small community that you would live in ( Shahrak haye Shaomal I mean).
About Dubai, I have to admit that Dubai beauty was so sophisticated that I have hard time to consider Dubai a third world country!! The trip was quite fun.
I went on Desert Safari. A trip that was started by getting on a Toyota land-cruiser and being driven to edge of desert. The real part of the trip got started by going ups and downs on desert hills of Dubai. It was hell of the trip. Our diver was the owner of one of the biggest desert tours called Arabian nights. He was a great driver since whenever another driver had a problem he was the one who had to help out. There were a few people who got motion sickness due to so many ups and downs of the desert hills! So, my recommendation is that never ever eat if you wish to go on such a trip!! After being in this status for about 1.5 hours. We arrived on an entry gate of where we drove about 20 minutes to get to the main tent. Before getting to the main tent, there was this camel ride. Getting on and off the camel is not that difficult. The hardest part comes in when the camel gets up or tries to bend in his/her knees and gets down! So, after a joy ride on a camel I went in to the main tent. Getting in to the tent from south east corner the first thing would capture your attention was the area that guests were supposed to sit. The guests were sited in the middle and north parts of this closed area. The sitting area was carpeted by hand made Arabian carpet and on it there were this short table where around it sitting spaces were presented. On south part there were buffet of several middle eastern plus Arabian food (e.g. ) South west part there were Barbeque area where Kebab and chicken kebab were prepared. All around the tent wall there were small booths in which you could drink tea or coffee take pictures in traditional Arabian gown or blow into Calian (traditional Middle eastern Ghalyaan). After chit chatting with different members of the tours (They were British, German, Chinese and Iranian) we started to eat. After dinner we were presented by a belly dancer who indeed was a professional in her work. After the first dance she went around and asked the guests to either dance along with her or imitate her dance! This indeed turned to an entertaining moment. There was this Russian man who did really well to imitate the dancer move. He at last stole her cane and started to dance for the audience!! The dancer got a little angry or at least this was expression of her face! So, we returned after having a memorable night under glittery sky. What I learned was the fact we could even use desert for tourist attraction! Something that we, Iranian, have to learn.
2. A friend sent me the following story, which is quite interesting, and I would like to share it with you.
There once was a little girl who had a bad temper. Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all. She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper.
The days passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my daughter, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. " You can put a knife in a person and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.
3. Narges Kindly sent me the following links. I found them interesting.
A cool flash:-)
talking toonis:-)
4. It is hard to write after being away from writting for more than 16 days!!:))
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