داونلود: باز هم مرغ سحر بر سر منبر صبح…
یکشنبه, آذر ۱۴م, ۱۳۸۹به پیری رسیدم در این کهنه دیر، جوانی کجایی که یادت به خیر…
Our thanksgiving special: How to cook a turkey
پنجشنبه, آذر ۴م, ۱۳۸۹
Step 1: Go buy a turkey
Step 2: Take a drink of whiskey, scotch, or JD
Step 3: Put turkey in the oven
Step 4: Take another 2 drinks of whiskey
Step 5: Set the degree at 375 ovens
Step 6: Take 3 more whiskeys of drink
Step 7: Turn oven the on
Step 8: Take 4 whisks of drinky
Step 9: Turk the bastey
Step 10: Whiskey another bottle of get
Step 11: Stick a turkey in the thermometer
Step 12: Glass yourself a pour of whiskey
Step 13: Bake the whiskey for 4 hours
Step 14: Take the oven out of the turkey
Step 15: Take the oven out of the turkey
Step 16: Floor the turkey up off the pick
Step 17: Turk the carvey
Step 18: Get yourself another scottle of botch
Step 19: Tet the sable and pour yourself a glass of turkey
Step 20: Bless the saying, pass and eat out
آری، تو آن که دل طلبد… آنی!*
پنجشنبه, آذر ۴م, ۱۳۸۹
دل تنگ می شود ماه،
لا به لای غروب آسمان خراش ها
وقتی، نمی بینیش
وقتی، نمی بیندت…
- ریبوار
*. م. امید
Ruttie Jinnah’s last letter to her husband
سه شنبه, آذر ۲م, ۱۳۸۹
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When one has been as near to the reality of Life (which after all is Death) as I have been dearest, one only remembers the beautiful and tender moments and all the rest becomes a half
veiled mist of unrealities. Try and remember me beloved as the flower you plucked and not the flower you tread upon.” … “.. Darling I love you – I love you – and had I loved you just a little less I might have remained with you – only after one has created a very beautiful blossom one does not drag it through the mire. The higher you set your ideal the lower it falls. I have loved you my darling as it is given to few men to be loved. I only beseech you that the tragedy which commenced in love should also end with it
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See: A Look at the Personal Life of Jinnah: Ruttie Jinnah’s last letter to her husband