دوست

به موضوعات اخلاقی و احساسی و خیلی کم به موضوعات روز توجه میکنه و سعی میکنه حیاط خلونی باشه تو زندگی نویسندش که هر چه تو دلش هست و تو زندگی واقعی نمی تونه بگه اینجا بهش اشاره کنه شاید برا بقیه هم خوندنش مفید باشه

وقتی يه ايرانی نامه انگليسی بنويسه!

When an iranian writes in english

 This letter was written by an employee of the NIOC (National Iranian Oil Company) back in the I960’s to his American boss, Mr.Hamilton.

 Dear Mr.Hamilton I, the undersigned, have worked in the NIOC in Masjed-Solyeman for three years, but since Mr.Ahmadi transferred here everything has changed.

 I don’t know “what a wet wood I have sold him” that from the very first day he has been “pulling the belt to my lift” With all kinds of “cat dancing” he has tried to become the “eye and the light” of Mr.Wilson.

He made so much “mouse running” that finally Mr.Wilson “became donkey”, and appointed Mr.Ahmadi as his right hand man, and told me to work “under his hand”

 Mr.Wilson promised me that next year he would make me his right hand man, but “my eye didn’t not drink water”, and I knew that all these were “hat play”, and he was trying to put a “hat on my head” I “put the seal of silence to my lips” and did not say anything. Since that he was just “putting watermelon under my arms” Knowing that this transfer was only “good for his aunt”, I started begging him to forget that I ever came to see him and forget my visit altogether. I said “you saw camel, you did not see camel”... .but he was not “getting of the devils donkey”.. .“what headache shall I give you” I am now forced to work in the mail house with bunch of “blind, bald, height and half height” people. “Imagine how much my ass burns”

Now Mr.Hamilton, “I turn around your head” you are my only hope and my “back and shelter”... .“I swear you to the 14 innocents” please “do some work for me”....”in the resurrection day l’ll grasp your skirt”... .“I have six head bread eaters” I kiss your hand and legs”          Your servant

 I Invite you to visit

http://jsh522.persianblog.ir/

and join 

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/StarsInLove5/

   + رضا ; ۱٢:٢۸ ‎ق.ظ ; ۱۳۸٥/٤/٢٧
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دوست من باش يه دوسته واقعی

NAIL IN THE FENCE 

Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence. 

(Most importantly the last sentence) 

There once was a little boy who had a bad 

temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails 

and told him that every time he lost his 

temper, he must hammer a nail into the back 

of the fence. The first day the boy had 

driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next 

few weeks, as he learned to control his 

anger, the number of nails hammered daily 

gradually dwindled down. He discovered 

it was easier to hold his temper than to 

drive those nails into the fence. 

Finally the day came when the boy didn't 

lose his temper at all. He told his father 

about it and the father suggested that the 

boy now pull out one nail for each day that 

he was able to hold his temper. 

The days passed and the young boy was finally 

able to tell his father that all the nails 

were gone. The father took his son by the 

hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You 

have done well, my son, but look at the 

holes in the fence. The fence will never be 

the same. When you say things in anger, 

they leave a scar just like this one. You 

can put a knife in a man and draw it out. 

It won't matter how many times you say I'm 

sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal 

wound is as bad as a physical one. 

Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They 

make you smile and encourage you to succeed. 

They lend an ear, they share words of praise 

and they always want to open their hearts to us." 

It's National Friendship Week. Show your 

friends how much you care. Send this to 

everyone you consider a FRIEND, even if 

it means sending it back to the person who 

sent it to you. If it comes back to you, 

then you'll know you have a circle of friends. 

Now send this to every friend you have!! And to 

your family. 

Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole

"Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me,

I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend."

دروغ گفتن به ضربت لازم ماند كه اگر نيز جراحت درست شود؛نشان بماند.

 

                             گلستان سعدي

   + رضا ; ۱٢:٢٦ ‎ق.ظ ; ۱۳۸٥/٤/٢٧
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کسی را برا دوست داشتن انتخاب کن که قلبش اینقدر بزرگ باشه که مجبور نباشی برا اینکه خودت رو تو قلبش جا کنی کوچیک بشی!

شیشه پنجره را باران شست از دل من اما چه کسی نقش تو را میشوید

   + رضا ; ۱٢:۱٩ ‎ق.ظ ; ۱۳۸٥/٤/٢٧
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