Rain Café

I and my friends go to a café on Wednesdays every week, from around 2 years ago. All of these friends are emigrant here in Qum because all of them are college student or clergyman; except two of them who came here many years ago when they were kids. In fact, their fathers were emigrant too.

Most of us have no relatives here. There for, we need each other so much. This weekly meeting is right for this. When we sat this meeting up, we promised each other to keep it continue, even if we don't work together any more.

We are partners in work, and some of us study in same college but after these years we matched together and we made a strong group. This friendship has a new meaning, more than a roommate or coworker or something like this.

When I imagine the first day I came to Qum and I was so feeling alone, I see how I owe my friends for feeling alive and being happy today. Thank God!

Someone

I was talking about "someone" and I'd meant exactly "someone". He also was talking about "someone", but maybe he himself was that "someone". I was afraid and worried about him…

Females!

One day I was admired myself, because I was - wrongly - thinking: "I know girls!" But day by day I lost my sureness about this opinion.

Now I believe that I don't know girls at all. They are so unknown to me and their behaviors are not expectable!

For example, they like you exactly when you think that they hate you and they hate you just at the time you think that they fallen in love with you! I'm so confused!

The photo is from here!

Like a Wall

Sometimes when I watch my behavior in past, I feel stupid. I was honest and very stupid. I'd shouldn't tell you anything that was in my heart. Men always do like this and I don't want to act like women anymore. So I'll be silent after this and you'll never find any different between me and wall!