Athens is Frontlines

In Athens, beneath the green rooftop, sit three Iranian college students who have escaped our homeland only one week ago. Around the same table under the asylum seekers’ tent, supporters of Mir Hossein Mousavi are greeted by a veteran Kurd. A hot steaming cup of tea brewed Iranian style is placed in front of each guest. The Kurdish pishmarg of Democratic Party takes the seat next to the leftist Komala member while leaning to whisper an Iranian T'aarof in the ears of a newly arrived Pahlavi loyalist>>>

Do we take the Iranian regime seriously?

Let's assume we take the prison sentences seriously, or at least take the Iranian regime seriously, then we should also seriously keep in mind that political prisoners with hefty and unjust sentences are actually innocent Iranians who deserve to be praised for their love for Iran, not suffer in the name of freedom. We must not forget about these brave and beautiful people. We cannot stop being their voices. We have to continue making sure that the world remains aware of the extent of the Iranian people's suffering. We need to also highlight how much of their lives have been wasted away>>>

Scared of Women

Iran's government recognizes and fears the broader power of the women activists who have been on the front line of reform in Iran for more than a decade. One can roughly draw an analogy between the women's movement in Iran to movements of religious groups in Burma or Tibet, or the labor "solidarity" movements in the former Eastern bloc and associated labor-Roman Catholic solidarity in Poland -- all advocating initially for the freedoms of a specific group but which provoked government fears for their transformative power to promote broader human rights progress>>>

سفرنامه

کی گفته به جز سرزمین ما هیچ جای دنیا آفتاب ندارد؟ آفتاب از این درخشان تر می خواهی دختر؟ روز از این زیباتر؟ عین بهشت می ماند. تازه نگرانم چرا کرم ضد آفتاب به صورتم نزده ام. روز دوم است که رسیده ام و هنوز از توی سمب و سوراخ چمدان ها پیدایش نکرده ام. عیبی ندارد دارم می روم خرید و توی فروشگاه چندان هم نیاز به ضد آفتاب نیست. خرید وسایل ضروری اولیه یک دو ساعتی طول کشید. خوشحال بودم که به یمن وسایل جدید زندگی از این که هست هم بهتر خواهد شد>>>

تئاتر اعداد

صفر، یک، دو، سه. صفر، یک، دو، سه ... (صدای اعداد را می شنویم که پشت سرهم بروی صحنه می آیند). یک - بچّه ها، این صفر که پشت سر ما راه می ره، بهتر نیست بیاد جلو سه بنشینه، بعد ما به جای 123 می شویم 1230. دو - آنوقت باید بگیم: یک، دو، سه، صفر و این منطقی نیست. مثل این که از پله اول به پله دوم بعد به پله سوم و به جای پله چهارم به قبل از پله اول برسیم. این اصلاً منطقی نیست. یا بهتره بگم مسخره هم هست: یک، دو، سه، صفر!>>>

Freedom Pact

Our people have made a pact with our students and the university. They have signed a pact for freedom of expression to survive, for joy and happiness to enter each household, for violence to be denounced so decisively that it will never again find any opportunity for expression, for the chains binding opinion and thought to be broken forever… for liberty and democracy and human rights and prosperity to be implemented. Our people have a hard pact and you, the students, have a hard task in front of you. But I know that your determination will prevail and dictatorship, even if it once again channels all its power into violence, will be defeated>>>

خطر را اصلا احساس نمی کنیم

سران امریکا بروش خود و سایر کشورهای غربی به تبعیت از امریکا سرانجام به احمدی نژاد فهماندند که این بار شوخی نمی کنند، اصلا اورا بحساب نمی آورند، با همۀادعا هایش بقول ِ خودش "عددی نیست" و دیگر مایل نیستند بازیجۀ این رژیم سراپا دروغ شوند. آقای ِ اباما سریعا در همین زمان زمام امور بین المللی را بدست خانم کلینتون که در ماههای اخیر آشتی ناپذیر بودنش را با رژیم تهران علنا در هر فرصتی که پیدا کرد بیان نمود و بسیار هم شدید، سپرد>>>

قرار سبز

همه زير كرسي مي‌خوابيدند. كرسي از ابتكارات ننجون بود. وقتي كارمندان شركت نفت هم به انقلابيون پيوستند و اعتصاب كردند و نفت و گاز و بنزين توزيع نمي‌شد، بابا راه ديگري براي گرم كردن خانه نداشت. برگشتيم به عصر قجر و كرسي ذغالي. ما مشكلي نداشتيم. عمودكتر هميشه از جاي نامعلومي نفت پيدا مي‌كرد. برايم اهميتي نداشت از كجا، اما آن‌قدر نبود كه خانه‌ي بابا را هم گرم كند. ‎ >>>

The Insidest Thing

They smiled at the secret that was too big to share - that maybe there didn't, maybe there didn't have to be a word that was said about a single thing outside of themselves, a single movie or a single book or even a single song, maybe they were enough already without a single thing that gave voice to their heart, maybe they were the voice to their heart. It was almost a way they weren't supposed to talk. Two people weren't supposed to start a romance without those outside things>>>

What do you do?!

What do you do when the tally of sunshine
is burning your skin with the heat of the moment;
piercing through your most inner parts?!
What do you do when the shadow of death>>>

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