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Friday, January 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
My world is totally white today!
Today early in the morning you open your eyes and face with whiteness when you look out of the window in your room and find every where white. You see snow falling down and whitening every where.
What a world you have! And you always define it from the window of your room.
The first thing you do, coming out of your room is putting a pile of snow apart as a point to target with snowballs. You try hard but you can’t hit the target while you are tired but still you keep shooting snow balls until you hit the target, and you know that you are a dogged person. You don’t let it go until you hit it as all others things of your life; when you say something, you don’t leave it without doing it, you have to fulfill it!
It is very cold though, but not matter when you are warm internally, I mean when your heart is warm with fireplace of love, nothing outside can make you feel cold even if you are in the middle of snow because it is different when talking about love and snow.
The whiteness of snow gives you energy, warms you internally and then you don’t care if it is too cold. The first things you notice in the whiteness of snow, is its plainness, cleanness, being full of straightforwardness, full of truth, and white truth, without dirt, without betray, without lies and finally without darkness.
Falling of snow also reminds you of movement, a movement like migration, moving from one place to another but for snow, you feel regret to see it coming from a high and prestigious place down on the earth to be tramped under the feet of humans, who are sometimes very dirty and fierce. Who are sometimes without consciences, without feeling and without the power of correct judgment.
When it snows, sometimes you enjoy watching each snow flake falling down. You follow them one by one from a height until they settle down on the earth which is a resettlement or a refuge. The snowflakes fall down with different movements, and you never know where in what part they have been in the heights. When wind blows smoothly and takes snowflakes here there, you think of your own refuge, where you were, and how like a snowflake without having a choice to lead the direction of your life, you were settled on another land.
Falling down, dancing and smiling as if they are to bring something new like a change by their presence and of course they bring whiteness to cover the dirt and cruelty of human beings. By their short presence they color everywhere equally to show humans how to treat with each other, and how to be simple, transparent and clear in any surface and situation.
When it snows, sometimes you enjoy watching each snow flake falling down. You follow them one by one from a height until they settle down on the earth which is a resettlement or a refuge. The snowflakes fall down with different movements, and you never know where in what part they have been in the heights. When wind blows smoothly and takes snowflakes here there, you think of your own refuge, where you were, and how like a snowflake without having a choice to lead the direction of your life, you were settled on another land.
Falling down, dancing and smiling as if they are to bring something new like a change by their presence and of course they bring whiteness to cover the dirt and cruelty of human beings. By their short presence they color everywhere equally to show humans how to treat with each other, and how to be simple, transparent and clear in any surface and situation.
It shows you to be as white, as plain, and as honest as it is, and you should learn how to dedicate and sacrifice yourself for the others as it does; coming down to cover what we all make as dirt although it melts and die sometime later but still when they melt they go down under the earth to drench the earth and give a new life to the plants and other living beings for the coming year.
When snow comes heavily, you may see, some little birds without nests looking for food, but you think, life is a struggle and they have to do something to survive.
You may see the poor vendors are unhappy with the snow and can not sell their things but on the other hand you see some others have got a job to shovel the snow and clear paths, then you say to yourself; “take it easy man! It is life! Something is to be lost to gain some other things!”
You may also see the old alcoholic man is found dead somewhere near the central station, but still you say; “if old people won’t die, there wouldn’t be space for the newcomer or new- born babies, let some one die to evacuate for some others.”
While you wait for a bus in the bus stop, a piece of melting snow may drop from the tree into your collar and you feel a sudden cold on your neck, and uncontrollably you may say; “Oh Shit!” then you see you have no way and you clean it.
You would go and find places where the snow is not touched on the ground, to draw some figures and drawings and express your feelings; you go and draw something here, and then, another thing over there and then another thing a bit further and then time passes and you don’t know how many things you have drawn by then, you feel your feet are almost numb, and you can’t walk through the snow anymore with your torn shoes and you don’t want to go home either.
The time you have, you want to pass it with snow, and you want to be with snow as long as you can. Without knowing you begin to pile snow all together to make a snowman; with many efforts you make one finally. It is very similar to a human you see, very similar to yourself indeed as you look at it carefully. And as you finish its face, it smiles at you, for a while you don’t know what to do with it.
You get crazy! Kicking and destroying the snowman you shout angrily; “You human! If I were God, I would never create you!”
It is already night though but the whiteness of the snow break through the darkness, thus you don’t feel the night, but you are tired and have to go home. On the way, you don’t have to use your torch as the brightness of snow is your light. You go home, and you thank god, another day is passed.
It is already night though but the whiteness of the snow break through the darkness, thus you don’t feel the night, but you are tired and have to go home. On the way, you don’t have to use your torch as the brightness of snow is your light. You go home, and you thank god, another day is passed.
You want to record your passed day, but your eyes hurt as you were with the snow the whole day and your eyes are tired and you can’t see very well. But at the end while you can’t see with your eyes, you write all these crazy notes with your insight to let the others know about your one day with snow, you close your eyes to pass the deam darkness inside your room.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Two sides of a coin?
Look at the pictures below carefully and answer the questions:
What makes Karzai and Berlusconi similiar?
The answer for all above questions is:
What is in Common between Karzai & Berlusconi?
What makes Karzai and Berlusconi similiar?
What brings Karzai and Berlusconi closer?
Bravo! you are right!
The answer for all above questions is:
The passion for Fascism!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Merry Christmas to those far away from their loved ones
Merry Christmas – Buon Natale
Eid ul Addha ( The Feast of Sacrifice) one of the biggest feasts for the Muslims came and passed while I am apart from my family, home, friends and I felt how difficult it is to be far from family and miss them on such an important occasion.When I couldn't say happy eid to my family and friends face to face, now I would like to take the chance of saying merry Christmas to those people from foreign lands who serve in my country and are far from their families at Christmas and the new year occasion.Merry Christmas to you all, who are reading my blog right now.And merry Christmas to you who is now far from his home, family and relatives but serving for peace, rebuilding and democracy in my country Afghanistan though missing your dearest ones back in your country in this important occasion, now being far from home, I can feel you very well.Merry Christmas to you all, who serve in the cold, mountainous and snowy central highlands of my country to keep peace and security for my people, al though you miss your family, country and friends in this occasions that only comes once a year.Merry Christmas to you all who serve in the windy, dusty and dangerous deserts of Helmand and other south western provinces of my country to keep peace for my people although any moment could be of death or life for you. Merry Christmas to you all who serve and patrol in the streets of Kabul, where any moment you could expect a bomb blast and could lose your life for peace, freedom and democracy for my people.And merry Christmas to all civilian and military who serve for peace, security, freedom and democracy in different corners of Afghanistan. May God bless you all and you will begin the new year with hopes and full of peace, security, happiness for you and for the people of Afghanistan.
Mohammad Amin Wahidi
Note:
I published this Merry Christmas message last year in Deedenow Cinema Blog, and this year I had another post, but a friend from the United States , has requested to republish it this year again.
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