Do I want to jump over the fire? Do I want to impatiently check up on the sprouting wheat in the plate? Do I want to color those eggs? Do I want to clean the house and put out my decorative plates and vases full of tulips and fresias? Do I want to go buy that one item of new clothing I have religiously purchased for myself in March since I have been on my own at 18? My heart feels heavy and imprisoned. I wished they would let the last two go for Nowrooz, so that I could do all that. I wished.... http://www.iranian.com/Kaviani/2007/March/Women/index.html


Anonymous said...

how it touched my heart...thanks!

TAMESHK said...

I wish,
I pray,
I hope,

for them to come back to this side of the wall!