Yashar & Yalda

This Yalda turned to an unforgettable one by Javad's visit of Iran and also our very dear Yashar's birth.
Yashar is my nephew and I regret not being beside Attie joon and Yaser while tasting their best taste of life. We feel very excited by hearing his entrance and Rozana start laughing out of her happiness. She is enjoying Uncle Javad's availability and asking us to go to Malaysia for Spring holidays :D

Dear Yashar, congratulations for your coming and littling up our life. You are very precious like your parents and no matter where ever you are, we always wish you the best.

Migration

These days lots of my friends are leaving Iran to different destinations for making a living in a new country, something which is called Migration. They are going to USA, Australia, Denmark and other popular places which have an open door to talented and skilled adults of Iran. I am somehow bind to their problems and now, I'm thinking about the costs and benefits of such a decision. Actually they are escaping from environmental problems such as air pollution and parasites, traffic jams, mandatory Hejab, lack of freedom, weakness of educational system, society and governmental corruption, insufficiency of health care and insurances and ... and they will miss their beloved ones who will remain here, will be accepted as the second residence of that country, will have to adopt to a new nature, must not speak in their vernacular, have to work harder (maybe), have to make self-satisfaction of their choices....
This is a though decision for my country's skilled workers which they are dealing with. I'm losing my friends day by day and thinking about the utopia where were able to keep all my beloved ones together.