ebnossabil said...
salam dear rend NOW it's the first time i am noticing bahar in my heart. NOW when i think of my "i remembers" from days and nights in mid winter, i can see a deep big change. NOW when clouds in sky are raining, it's raining inside too; when kind bahari sun is flying in the sky, my heart is getting hot, sometimes reach to boiling degree; when clouds are playing, pushing each other, i am waiting to cry; when trees are bragging for each other with their colorful wild young blossom clothes, many blossoms born and die every single day in my heart to make me worriedly do doa, i hope some of them may last till summer and end up to sweet pakbakhteh fruits, who gonna eat them? do you know then?
rend said...
Salam Thanks for your tosif of bahar... These days I'm overwhelmed by both the abundance and the beauty of Hamrahan's writings, SPECIALLY yours... Perhaps that's one of the reasons why i haven't commented on your writings (i specially owe hossein fattahi a bunch of cmments)... But I WILL SOON (insha'allah) write my tosif of the bahar of your writings..............چون تو رااز بهار بویی هست
Ahmadreza said...
That was a pretty difficult hike!! And your proposed topic will be the most difficult climb of all time for me? You ask me why?! Why is it difficult to describe the most beautiful season of the year, when all the birdies! come out to sing when the babolsar road beside the river towards the Caspian sea would be filled with "narenj" blossoms! I'll tell you why BECAUSE there is no such thing as the "season" of spring in Malaysia! WELCOME TO SUMMER ALL YEAR AROUND!! I haven't been to Iran in spring for 4 years now so forgive me if I've forgotten some of its beauties!thanks for the comment
weeping willow said...
Dearest rend of rends, Weeping Willow n'a crie jamais comme un enfant! Il toujours apprecie des autre! As poets say, weeping willows get the most grateful in springs and every spring they are more grateful comparing the last as they grow older and they possess longer branches with leaves on, bending down to thank. Weeping Willows don't weep unlike what most of people think. They make the others weep by giving thanks to them,Once a weeping willow, I thank the most in springs, I only thank God,every moment,neither only for astonishing blossoms,nor for fresh air,nor for birds singing,but for 4th of Farvardin,more and more,Once a weeping willow,I don't have a place-like home,Instead I have a time-made home,located in Farvardin,my room is no. 4I travel alot during the year,but eventually I come back home,in Farvardin,I love home, not merely becauseit is a home,I love home as it's full of loveHow can I deprive myself fromsuch Love,Once a weeping willow,I don't talk in favour of men,Instead I talk with willows' tongueOnce a weeping willow,I am weeping willow,Whether in Guadalajara orin Tibet, in Arachte orwherever else, Weeping Willow The Grateful
rend said...
Salam Dear Ahmadreza Thanks for the comment! You can see and feel bahar in these writings. There is no Narenj tree but we have 100zaban flower, weeping willow, all these Bahari mountains, and lots of beautiful bahari pictures, so bahar is here and you not only tosif it but you are part of it!And Dear Weeping willow, Je ne parles pas frances, me merci bocout! (masalan faransavi neveshtam!)The nice thing about your tosif of bahar is that you (and others here) WRITE the PICTURE of bahar as you see it not as it is "vazeh o mobarhan" to everybody…
Once I heard در ماتم گلهای عاشق بید مجنون شیون کنان سر بر حصار خار می زد was it not you?!!!
haji said...
besmehi taala salam my dearest ahmadreza how can you say you have not seen bahar for 4 years? haven't you looked at your kind, honest, beautiful bahari heart for 4 years.it is all there in your heart, blossems, flowers, river, green montains, birds, ...and oh i almost forgot, there is another bahari fellow right beside you!open your eyes kidyYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
haji said...
besmehi taala dear rend salam i love the way you write and i specially love your fantastic ability of bring life to your writings by poems.my comments to your writings seems as a kindergarden boy's writing, it is just broken lines and vivid figures
weeping willow said...
Salam, در ماتم گلهای عاشق بید مجنون شیون کنان سر بر حصار خار می زد Yeah, I was amongst in-love flowers while weeping willow was ....... I converted to be a weeping willow eversince I witnessed him ....... That's why I am weeping willow, the grateful now, bending down...... Haven't you ever seen weeping willows in winter? How can one claim they weep in winters?
