Few minutes ago I got a text message from an old friend , a rather unsociable timid boy with whom I share tons of sweet memories. He was so upset , feeling down he had wanted to check if he could talk to me for some minutes . once more came a moment that I hated my placid teeth-exposing stupid grins , how can I laugh ignorantly when a person this close to my heart is immersed in some self-created deep swampy sadness . I feel deeply happy , what makes me every then and now swim up and pull myself out of this selfish pool of flecity and tolerate shivering as I stand out is the fear of drowning in the depth of my inner prosperity, I can't carry on laughing as I can see teardrops washing the faces of the people with whom I identify myself.
God give me the strengh to keep on loving people indiscriminately
Blogs I read
Who am I?
- Nima Nasrollahy
- I owe myself to my curiosity , I sometimes hate myself but that's not the rule , I'm in love with my existence.with little exageration , I have spent my entire life sofar loving , thinking and learning , not necessarily from the books ,even more from people I have loved and events in my life.