For some reason that I don't know yet, I can not type farsi any more.
It has been a long time since last time I posted something here. Many
things had happened since. I came back from Iran and now I'm totally
adjusted to the daily routin. Going to school 4 days a week. Doing HW,
struggling at the office and finding something to eat every night.
And reading the news which is the worst part of my life.

Friends were asking how was my trip and I told them it was wonderful.
But right after I added "Although I missed my home in US". And I'm telling
you that was not something that I enjoyed.

At the end of the day, at the end of the most beautiful day you ever had,
no matter how much you enjoyed your time you still want to go home and
rest. And home is the place where nobody can bother you and you can do
what ever you want not concerning any body else. And I could not feel that
way at my parents place, where I lived for many years.
That means something is not the same any more.

My sister wrote me a letter after I came back, complaining about how much
I've been changed. She was telling me that although she tried she could not
make a connection the way she wanted to.

Now that I'm thinking I was scaping from all sorts of things that could stick
to me or make me attached to emotionally.

It is like not letting yourself to like something that you already love.

Lets hope for peace in life as well as in mind.