It's a lovely spring day of English version, sun in the sky, no cloud to show some signs of rain and a cold wind. I was happy to wear shorts and flip flops but whenever the wind blows I think of my wrong decision in the morning!
I'm trying very hard to continue my work on my PhD write up and the stupid literature review chapter but hey, it is not as attractive as the gossip culture of facebook or the time consuming aimless web surfing. Following a friend's link on facebook yesterday I got introduced into the new song of Shadmehr Aghili one of the Iranian musicians who, like others, flew away from Iran and produced much and much better as he found the freedom.
Surfing the addictive youtube, I started listening to the old songs of him and remembering the past. Not to get into details, I noticed some of the songs are not making sense to me as they used to do. I had good times with many of them, singing them loud with friends while driving in long busy highways of Iran, aimless, young, happy and smiley.
Am I getting too old and loosing my senses?! or it's just the busy adult life my mum was telling me about and I never thought it might happen to me?!
In the memory of good old friends, Sepideh, Delaram, Morvarid, Sarah and the new bride, Mona.
