My memory has been stimulated these days so that i can remember all the incidents of me adventurous life clealy . when I came out of the solitary prison into the open air , I couldn’t believe that ; I has been released ! . The weather was cloudy and wind from the seaside moved the trees along the departure door . My mother with a white scarf and my father in a short- sleeved shirt were waiting for me in the guarding room . what a scene ! I felt I was dreaming . I thought I was given a punishmenting imprisonment rather than a suspensory one . I felt dizzy up to 48 hours later . I had seriously lost weight ; 15 kilos !. The weather was badly grey .I was getting ready for crying . what are my friends doing ? again the nasty tea of the prison , they should be blindfold , again they should await to go toilet , again the three – minute bar and ….. i love ALGHAREE – SURACH very much , because when i was in solitary cell , a friend read this SURAH with a very nice sound . when they were taking him to be shooted , I saw him statley reciting the articles of islamic faith . I AM HEARING THE SOUNDS OF SHOOTING FOR SO MANY YEARS
Hadi Khojinian
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I forgot to say, I think sometimes mistakes are not mistakes. That’s something english native speakers don’t have : “mistakes” sometimes are a way to put things and feeling into words in a different order or priority than the norm. I understand better texts with mistakes because they take something from your language and your path of thinking and convey that in English. As long as we write, we will be ok…
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Hi Hadi.
I had read this post already, just didn’t leave any comment before, but as you requested one…. The day you’ll be able to express this with a high english level you’ll feel very proud, I’m sure. Words are amazing, hurtful and liberating things…Slippery but powerful. I’m still puzzled by languages, I don’t know if I’ll ever get over it.
See you soon for Sushis