2013-12-26 00:25:28

Letter 470



My dearest, It was around sunset and time to go home when chief editor called and asked me to stay longer . I had no choice; I stayed.
was working with InDesign when you came to my mind. I remembered the day we met at an InDesign intent forum You were a designer in the United States of America and I was a designer in Iran. Sometimes the projects we worked on were completely contradicting each other, like two soldiers from different armies fighting against each other, who had become friends. It's funny, but in truth we were like little kids wearing army boots...
By the way, the Christmas night is also like the longest night of the year (Yalda), within couple of nights from each other, we celebrate this ancient custom with home-made cookies. Do you know the reason of this celebration? As my father always says, the longest night of the year doesn’t last for more than one night , so we should just spend it together ...
Yes, this celebration brings us together and makes us hopeful about tomorrow...
Now that I've found you here, I want to make you a wish. But honestly , the wishes seemed more beautiful in olden days, like when we were kids and used to go up the roof, staring at the sky waiting for the shooting star to pass so we could make a wish. Most of the times I was so excited to see the shooting star that I would forget about my wish. Honestly, I didn't have any wishes, my world was small just like the street I used to live on. We would be happy with the sweet taste of ice cream, we would take a dandelion and make so many wishes while blowing it in the air, hoping it would make our wishes come true...
Once I made a wish while the shooting star was passing and unfortunately it came true, I grew up... I wish I had forgotten my wish at that time... My dearest, I think we have to wait longer for the truth of the world to come to light, we have to be hopeful, one day the world will become a better place, right? The sun is about to rise, the sound of prayer man comes from the nearby old mosque and pierces through the coldness of early morning, and this
means tonight isn't staying any longer either...
Our neighbor turns his truck on like every other day, and at the same time hundreds of the sparrows make
clamor , as if they are telling each other all about the stories of the night before. To tell the truth, they have a better understanding of the morning, they see it as the beginning point of the life...
My dearest, let's wish for all the TVs to be turned off, for all the army bases to be closed, for all the windows to be opened, let's pray for the world to have more rain, let's pray for all the kids to be fed and satiated, let's pray for their world to be kinder to them, I will also pray for you to fall in love on a rainy day...
An ordinary boy from southern part of the city
Saeed Azad

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