<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:38:49.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><subtitle type='html'>Les Moments Musicaux</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-113583759218492477</id><published>2005-12-29T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:34:29.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In love with Nina Simone..Strange FruitSeven treesBearin’ strange fruitBlood on the leavesAnd blood at the rootsBlack bodiesSwinging in the southern breezeStrange fruit hangin’From the poplar treesPastoral sceneOf the gallant southThem big bulging eyesAnd the twisted mouthScent of magnoliaClean and freshThen the sudden smellOf burnin’ fleshHere is a fruitFor the crows to pluckFor the rain to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/113583759218492477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/113583759218492477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-love-with-nina-simone.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-111318637382552978</id><published>2005-04-10T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:33:50.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't written here for a long long time.. I have two exams tomorrow and yet this is the day i have to write! this term has been by far the hardest term. There are so many things i haven't had time for. I miss my piano so badly that listening to the pieces i used to play almost brings me into tears. My taar is right next to me but i haven't been kind to it lately. I miss my TO home, family and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/111318637382552978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/111318637382552978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-havent-written-here-for-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-110191801672448091</id><published>2004-12-01T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:43:05.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ارغوان  ارغوان  شاخه همخون  مانده من  آسمان  تو چه  رنگ است   امروز؟  آفتابي  ست  هوا؟  يا  گرفته است هنوز ؟  من  در اين  گوشه  كه از دنيا بيرون است  آفتابي  به سرم نيست  از بهاران  خبرم  نيست   آنچه مي بينم  ديوار است   آه اين سخت سياه   آن چنان نزديك  است  كه چو  بر مي كشم   از سينه  نفس  نفسم  را  بر مي گرداندره چنان بسته كه پرواز نگه در همين يك قدمي مي ماند  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/110191801672448091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/110191801672448091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-109140320632668684</id><published>2004-08-01T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:38:46.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally, got a squirrel in my photo! ..last days in my backyard at Waterloo..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/109140320632668684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/109140320632668684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/08/finally-got-squirrel-in-my-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-109043821146036276</id><published>2004-07-21T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:40:26.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who is this?!A Bearded Dragon in Sobhan's hand!July 16, Sudbury</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/109043821146036276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/109043821146036276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/07/who-is-this-bearded-dragon-in-sobhans.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108899639411242615</id><published>2004-07-04T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T14:29:56.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was such a fun and relaxing weekend, well needed after the tiring midterms..We went to Simcoe lake yesterday. Had a great time at the beach, finally feeling the summer air! Canoeing was so relaxing and definitly a very good exercise, since i can feel every muscle in my back and arms! Thanks to Saba and Sheida for the great times! i already feel the day is in my memories.. too early for it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108899639411242615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108899639411242615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/07/it-was-such-fun-and-relaxing-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108326889855574574</id><published>2004-04-29T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T14:30:25.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a story I very much enjoyed and had meant to put a link to, a while ago!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108326889855574574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108326889855574574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-story-i-very-much-enjoyed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108273859548375613</id><published>2004-04-23T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T14:28:38.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems to me that it had been a long time I hadn’t seen a lot of things. Either because I was blind or because I was stuck in an empty room full of vacant space that was trying to choke me. I survived.Sounds of the waves.. The breeze touching the surface of the water, touching your face and soul, just to tell you that it's all worth it. This one is the music of the soil, of the earth that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108273859548375613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108273859548375613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/04/it-seems-to-me-that-it-had-been-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108182371510046267</id><published>2004-04-12T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T19:53:08.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La Vie en Rose! This is the third picture i took with the new camera, and I haven't edited it yet. I have to remove the cd cover at the corner of the pic! so please don't get too disappointed in my photography.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108182371510046267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108182371510046267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/04/la-vie-en-rose-this-is-third-picture-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108146588193345474</id><published>2004-04-08T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T19:22:58.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BREAKING NEWSFarzaneh's Camera has arrived! more updates coming soon...inja waterloo ast, sedaye faryaade sho'gh!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108146588193345474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108146588193345474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/04/breaking-news-farzanehs-camera-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108087067352330446</id><published>2004-04-01T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T20:56:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>بس که بد می گذرد زندگی اهل جهانمردم از عمر چو سالی گذرد عيد کنندصائب تبريزی -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108087067352330446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108087067352330446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108059660361633092</id><published>2004-03-29T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T20:39:18.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I should catch up on reading some French, since I've realized how much I've forgotten French, after trying to help out Mehrnoosh with her essay!Here's the last 2 paragraphs of Camus' l'etranger, what an amazing book!.. Meursault refuse pour la troisième fois de voir l'aumônier. Il pense au "mécanisme implacable" qui le conduira à la mort, à ses chances de s'y soustraire. Apprendre qu'une </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108059660361633092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108059660361633092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-should-catch-up-on-reading-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108032072342417308</id><published>2004-03-26T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T12:24:19.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All about Architecture  - dedicated to SabaZaha Hadid Wins Pritzker Architectural Prize:English              FarsiZaha Hadid's WorksFrom Official WebsiteContemporary Art Museum ProjectsBook: "Brick: A World History"English           Farsi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108032072342417308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108032072342417308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/all-about-architecture-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108017515316343777</id><published>2004-03-24T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T19:54:14.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>حالم به هم مي خورد از اين همه ناپاکي.. اي کاش نخوانده بودمش. انگار يک نيرو و حس عجيبي مرا وادار به خواندنش کرد. اي کاش گذشته اي وجود نداشت</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108017515316343777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108017515316343777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-108005903948435560</id><published>2004-03-23T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T19:44:49.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>مي نوش که عـمر جاودانـي اين استخود حاصلت از دور جواني اين استهـنگام گل و مل است و ياران سرمستخوش باش دمـي که زنـدگانـي اين استحکـيم عـمر خـيام نـيـشابوري</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108005903948435560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/108005903948435560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107971591197833577</id><published>2004-03-19T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T12:27:21.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>عيد نوروز بر همه مبارک باد</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107971591197833577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107971591197833577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107951023387730275</id><published>2004-03-17T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T03:00:26.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had such a great extended Birthday! thanks to my family and Sobhan. The cds I got from Bahman made my day on Sunday, besides my cake, of course! Richter is the absolute best performance of Rachmaninoff Concerto Piano no.2.. I had the tape, but listening to the cd is something else.. i can feel my soul flying all the way up. Last night, after the dinner, when we came home and listened to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107951023387730275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107951023387730275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-such-great-extended-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107894094684015299</id><published>2004-03-10T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T13:00:23.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memories are coming back to me..  summer days at home in tehran. Reading "Les plaisirs et les jours", listening to music, and dreaming..  باد کولر چقدر ميچسبيد! بوي اون روزها يک لحظه مي پيچه تو ذهنم شايد. بوي رطوبت کولر. چقدر آرامش داشتند آن لحظه ها. چقدر من عوض شده ام.  کاملا در دنياي ديگري بودم..کجاست آن دنيا؟هيچوقت وجود نداشت من خودم آفريده بودمش  بايد برگردم.. من به اينجا تعلق ندارم     </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107894094684015299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107894094684015299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/memories-are-coming-back-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107834762753229953</id><published>2004-03-03T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T12:28:08.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trip to Washington (Feb 20-23) Had a great time with Saba and Bernard.. some good laughs thanks to Bernard's astonishing Farsi phrases!Learned a few things, not only about buildings, but also about people and human characteristics.. Architecture students are very fun and social! specially, compared to students of my program!more pics to come up! thanks to Hamed for his camera.Washington </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107834762753229953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107834762753229953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/trip-to-washington-feb-20-23-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107825966604113707</id><published>2004-03-02T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T16:27:43.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>بابا طاهر مرا نه سر نه سامان آفریدند   پریشانم پریشان آفریدند  پریشان خاطران رفتند در خاک   مرا از خاک ایشان آفریدند  سه درد آمو بجانم هر سه یکبار   غریبی و اسیری و غم یار  غریبی و اسیری چاره دیره   غم یار و غم یار و غم یار  درخت غم بجانم کرده ریشهبدرگاه خدا نالم همیشه  رفیقان قدر یکدیگر بدانیداجل سنگست و آدم مثل شیشه  بیا تا دست ازین عالم بداریمبیا تا پای دل از گل برآریم  بیا</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107825966604113707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107825966604113707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107818055837197016</id><published>2004-03-01T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T17:51:10.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a musical weekend. started off with watching "Chicago" and ended up sleeping while listening to "Faryaad"!I liked Chicago, though I couldn't watch the whole movie! The idea was unique, at least in Hollywood.. if you have seen Dancer in the Dark (one of the best movies i've seen), you know where the idea of being physically in prison, but seeing and sensing everything in the musical world,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107818055837197016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107818055837197016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/03/it-was-musical-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107720968652524863</id><published>2004-02-19T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T12:37:39.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The oppressive force against my skin,The condensed load insideThe flames rising to the surface, Glowing out of my eyesWhich way is the wind blowing?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107720968652524863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107720968652524863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/oppressive-force-against-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107671014565139843</id><published>2004-02-13T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T17:31:46.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Picture taken from Jinky Arttake a deep breathfeel the freedomgo upfall into the skies..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107671014565139843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107671014565139843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/picture-taken-from-jinky-art-take-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107655901273595284</id><published>2004-02-11T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T10:53:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched Zendane Zanan ("Women's Prison") at university yesterday. It's a great movie. It's almost a documentary which opens your eyes to 2 generations in prison which is a metaphor or at least a part of the post-revolution society during 17 years. There were a few very touching and moving scenes which i won't talk about, so that I don't ruin the movie..!Zendane Zanan so reminded me of the days</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107655901273595284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107655901273595284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-watched-zendane-zanan-womens-prison.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107591152987799864</id><published>2004-02-04T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T14:45:45.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>من مرگ رااينک موج ِ سنگين‌گذر ِ زمان است که در من مي‌گذرداينک موج ِ سنگين‌گذر ِ زمان است که چون جوبار ِ آهن در منمي‌گذرداينک موج ِ سنگين‌گذر ِ زمان است که چونان دريائي از پولاد و سنگدر من مي‌گذرد□در گذرگاه ِ نسيم سرودي ديگرگونه آغاز کردمدر گذرگاه ِ باران سرودي ديگرگونه آغاز کردمدر گذرگاه ِ سايه سرودي ديگرگونه آغاز کردمنيلوفر و باران در تو بودخنجر و فريادي در منفواره و رويا </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107591152987799864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107591152987799864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/1608.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107578017701972685</id><published>2004-02-02T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T15:10:19.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took my first Taar lesson today, Feb 1, 2004.hese kheili khoob o ajibi daram. engaar dobare zende shodam! it starts a new phase of my life..cheghadr yaade iran oftaadam vaghti vaarded khooneye Bahman shodam. yek khooneye kochak vali kheili ghashang tazin shode, baa kaarhaaye dasti o sofaal az Iran.. va saaz ..saaz o moosighi.. engaar booye honar o sher az khoone miyad. va yek ketaabkhoone por </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107578017701972685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107578017701972685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-took-my-first-taar-lesson-today-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-107573180954772838</id><published>2004-02-02T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T09:25:44.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeahh, i finally remembered my login password!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107573180954772838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/107573180954772838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2004/02/yeahh-i-finally-remembered-my-login.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-78885076</id><published>2002-07-12T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T15:10:56.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hadn't felt so joyful and lively lately. My mom is back from the hospital.. i found it out at work and that just made my day! Thanks to Sergio, I left work early. I'm so happy to be home with my mom. I was getting sick of the hospital.. although i just went there after work. I missed laughing out loud and speaking loud, though we were probably the loudest in that section. I miss Pat, the other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78885076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78885076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2002/07/i-hadnt-felt-so-joyful-and-lively.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-78760701</id><published>2002-07-09T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T23:59:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found out a whole lot of stuff about her disease.. gave me a headache.. but now I know what it is. Water is pure, Music is life, Air is fresh. came from the hospital and went swimming. I'm too tired to explain anything.yaa, i'll be back tomorrow..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78760701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78760701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2002/07/found-out-whole-lot-of-stuff-about-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-78668961</id><published>2002-07-07T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-07T22:56:52.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm realizing how close one's life is to a disaster, a misfortune, to anything that could change his whole life in such a short time. And time is the only healer, if there exists any at all. Actually, I've always thought about this before, and I'm always gratefull for what I have.. but now, I can actually feel it.. and now I know I have to be stronger, and more gratefull even. I need to start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78668961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78668961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2002/07/im-realizing-how-close-ones-life-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620237.post-78624759</id><published>2002-07-06T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-07T22:10:01.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get Ready!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78624759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620237/posts/default/78624759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farzanehs.blogspot.com/2002/07/get-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Farzaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15765737750438289480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
