Sunday, March 18, 2007

Bulk Mails !






Has this ever happened to you that you open you e-mail and see many e-mails in your Inbox and lots of them also in your Bulk mails? What will you do in this case?
What I do always is checking and answering my Inbox e-mails and just delete my Bulk mails without even looking at the subjects.

But what if you do not have any new e-mail in your Inbox but some e-mails in the Bulk mail.
Do you check them? I always do. But why? Simply because I have nothing else to check, and the interesting thing is I sometimes find really nice or even important messages while reviewing my bulk mails.

Why don't we spend a little time on issues which we think are less important? Maybe they have a great affect in our lives. Maybe our categorization is NOT CORRECT!



Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Minority

Maybe you have already felt the same way or maybe you have never thought about that before. Anyway I’ve heard the same thing from a lot of my friends so maybe it is popular who knows;

I remember when I was a child, I mean in primary school, we went to my city of origin (Kerman) two or three times per year to visit our relatives there. When I was in Kerman I tried not to have any words in the regional dialectic. On the other hand when I was at school in Tehran, the city I lived most of my life in, I used many words and phrases in that dialectic or sometimes even talked with the special accent of that area.

Time passed and now I have a chance to know many people from different countries living far away from their home towns in Europe. The interesting fact is most of them say that while they are here they want to act in a way to show that they are different. And of course when they go back for vacations or any other reasons they intend to show that they are different (in most cases better of course !)

An example is one of my Asian friend who, as she says, eats rice with spoon here where almost everyone eat that with fork and back in her country, where everybody eat rice with spoon, she eats it with fork simply to imply that “I am not like you, I’m used to act like this”.

What is that feeling? What make us wanting to be different?

Why do we like to be in minority??

Friday, January 12, 2007

BAM (Two) The Difference

A while ago I accidentally watched a program on one of European documentary channels about Bam. Most of Bam residence is still living in tents or caravans. The program was really touching showing, for instant, three sisters and brothers living with an old relative of their father in a really small tent with only basic facilities.

A young girl always speaking to her father’s photo about her daily issues or a lady who accepted the custody of five children but hardly can handle it, and so on.

After that program was finished I was so depressed that I can’t do anything for them, while thinking of that another program was started.
The program was about one celebrity and her dog!
Here is the story,
She was on board in a plane to another city and the crew did not accept her dog in First Class!! But why? Simply because the dog was not registered as a celebrity dog. So, the owner hired a limo with a driver, of course with white gloves, for thousand dollars to take the dog to destination!!
I am still thinking with that money how many people could repair their homes before the cold months of year come.
I know Bam disaster and follow it up because I am from that area but of course there are hundreds of situations like in Bam.

Why it’s like this, why some one can’t even think about a warm bed and enough clothes while another one do not know there might be a person in the world who does not have a Fendi purse!

Thursday, December 28, 2006

BAM (One)


Three years ago in a cold winter evening after I’d spent all my day in Tehran International Computer Fair in my company’s stand talking to people and colegues, I went home to take a hot shower and go to bed early.
It was too early to go to bed so I decided to go to my mother’s only a couple of blocks away.
I can not forget that moment, when I opened the door to the living room I saw all my family, all cousins and my aunt and uncle. Well, I would have known if there was a party or family gathering. It could not be a party, everyone was crying or looking at somewhere in the ceiling to prevent the tears from falling down. For sure there was a bad news, a very bad one. I though about loosing one of the old members of my mom’s big family or …
All that thinkings happened in few seconds before I saw the TV screen.

No, not BAM …



Wednesday, December 27, 2006

What is Esperichoo ?



"Esperichoo" is a kind of bird, in English they call it Swallow.
This name is from Kerman, an area in south east of Iran ...