Notes from thoughts, memories, and events

Author: Araz Gholami (Page 13 of 13)

I'm Araz Gholami. I build software, design things, read, write, and translate. I travel and discover. Right now, I'm living in Tabriz.

A little deeper

It’s a quiet and lonely Sunday evening, and I’m sitting in my room, staring out the window. The sky is gray, and the rain is tapping against the glass, mirroring the sadness I feel in my heart.

I’ve been feeling down lately, like I don’t quite fit in with the world around me. I try to be like everyone else, to be cool and popular, but it just never seems to work out. I feel like I’m always on the outside, looking in at all the happiness and laughter that I’m not a part of.

I try to tell myself that it doesn’t matter, that I’m happy just being myself. But sometimes it’s hard to ignore the feelings of loneliness and isolation. I wish I could just be accepted for who I am, without having to pretend to be someone I’m not.

But then I think about all the things that make me unique and special, the things that make me who I am. And I know that there’s someone out there who will appreciate and love me for who I am.

I remind myself that I don’t need anyone else’s approval to be happy, and that I have the strength to overcome these feelings of sadness. I pick up my journal and start to write, pouring my heart out onto the page.

As the rain continues to fall outside, I feel a sense of comfort and solace in my solitude. I know that this moment of sadness will pass, and that the sun will shine again. And until then, I’ll keep writing, keep dreaming, and keep searching for the happiness that I know is out there, waiting for me.

Nowruz 2007

Nowruz 2007 was a nostalgic one for me. It was a reminder of all the previous celebrations, each with its own memories and moments. The tradition of marking the start of spring and symbolizing renewal, growth, and hope never gets old. As someone who has celebrated Nowruz multiple times, I appreciate the beauty and significance of this holiday even more. The smell of fresh flowers, the sound of joyful music, and the taste of traditional dishes all come together to create a truly unforgettable experience. Celebrating Nowruz is always a time to reflect on the past and look forward to the future with hope and positivity.

Conquest of Paradise: A Timeless Anthem

You may have heard it at the opening ceremony of the 1992 Summer Olympics, or maybe you remember it as the background music in Ridley Scott’s film “1492: Conquest of Paradise.” Either way, “Conquest of Paradise” by Greek composer Vangelis, is a song that has captured the hearts of many.

With its soaring vocals and sweeping synthesizer, “Conquest of Paradise” is a musical masterpiece that transports you to another time and place. The lyrics, although not in a specific language, are full of longing and hope, as if a call to adventure. The repetitive beats of the drums give the song a sense of marching forward as if leading you to uncharted territories.

The song’s impact can be attributed to its ability to evoke emotions in listeners. Whether it’s a sense of patriotism or a desire for exploration, “Conquest of Paradise” speaks to something deep within us all. It’s a reminder that no matter how far we’ve come, there is always more to discover and conquer.

In an era where music is often disposable and quickly forgotten, “Conquest of Paradise” continues to endure. Its timelessness can be attributed to its ability to connect with people on a universal level, inspiring them to chase their dreams and conquer their own personal paradises.

So, next time you hear “Conquest of Paradise,” take a moment to close your eyes and let the music take you away. Let it be a reminder of the vast world around us and the endless possibilities that await us. Who knows, it may just inspire you to embark on your own conquest of paradise.

Another Day

Today was a busy day for me. I started the day early with a visit to the gym. I like to keep myself active and fit, and a morning workout always sets the tone for a productive day. After that, I headed to the local library to do some research for a project I’m working on. I find reading and learning to be incredibly satisfying, and the library is one of my favorite places to spend time.

In the afternoon, I met up with a few friends to go for a hike in the nearby hills. The weather was perfect and the view from the top was breathtaking. I’m always amazed at the beauty of nature and how it can soothe and refresh the mind.

In the evening, I had dinner with my family and watched a movie. I enjoy spending time with my loved ones, and we always have a great time together.

Overall, it was a fulfilling day and I went to bed feeling grateful for all the experiences and opportunities that life has to offer.

On the way

I’m trudging my way to school on this bitter cold day, my hands stuffed in my pockets, and my thoughts wander to what the future might hold. I’m filled with a sense of unease, as I hate school and the thought of sitting in a freezing classroom all day doesn’t exactly fill me with joy.

But despite my reservations, I can’t shake the feeling that something bigger and better awaits me. I’m determined to figure out what I want to do with my life, and make a real impact on the world. I may be just a teenager on my way to a cold and uninspiring school day, but I’ve got big dreams and a burning fire in my heart.

Mazandaran Travelogue

A few days ago, we went to Astara because of an accident my dad had there, to follow up on it. My first experience traveling to the north and the breathtaking mountain was fantastic and I couldn’t express enough of its excitement. The never-ending road with its beautiful skies and lush green valleys, not to mention the dangerous curves, was a sight to behold.

On the way to Astara, we came across small villages and towns that were surrounded by nature. It was a stark contrast to the bustling cities we were used to. The peacefulness of the place was palpable and it was a welcome break from the chaos of city life. The fresh air and serene atmosphere had a calming effect on us.

As we drove further into the mountains, the landscape changed dramatically. The mountains rose higher and the valleys became deeper. We encountered streams and waterfalls that flowed with such force and grace, it was as if they were dancing to the music of nature. We stopped at several scenic points along the way to take in the breathtaking views and to capture the moments in our memories.

The beauty of Astara was not limited to just its natural surroundings. The local people were warm and friendly, making us feel welcome in their land. Their hospitality was heartwarming, and we felt grateful for the chance to experience it. The local cuisine was another highlight of the trip. The dishes were simple, yet full of flavor and made with locally grown produce.

Overall, the trip to Astara was a journey that I will never forget. It was a reminder that sometimes, taking a step back from the fast pace of life and immersing oneself in nature can bring a sense of peace and perspective. I would recommend a trip to Astara to anyone looking for a break from the busy city life, and to anyone who wants to experience the beauty and wonder of the mountains.

The secound post

This is the second time I’m writing a post. I still haven’t gotten used to it. The world of blogging is strange to me. Blogging is a completely different experience from forums. In forums, you get immediate feedback and engagement from others who are also participating in the discussion. You get to hear what they have to say and respond to their thoughts. In contrast, with blogging, you’re mostly writing into the void. You hit the publish button and then wait, hoping that someone out there will find your words and engage with them. You don’t know who they are, what their background is, or what they might be looking for when they stumble across your words. It can be both exhilarating and intimidating at the same time, but ultimately it’s an opportunity to share your thoughts and ideas with a potentially huge audience, and that’s a pretty exciting thing.

In search of a place to write

 

A weblog is a place for writing and publishing daily thoughts and events. On your weblog, you can share your writings with thousands of people and read their comments as well. Today, I also became a weblog owner, thanks to one of my friends, and I intend to write about my daily events for you.

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