September 29, 2007

About One Particular Photo

This photo on my previous post is under question. My Iranian friends say that is not a view you can see in Tehran. But It is being circulated on the internet and some newspapers as it is a Tehran with it's illigal satellite dishes. See these links too:

http://www.vpl.ca/branches/LibrarySquare/bus/newmediawhat.html

http://www.extrememortman.com/foreign-policy/iran-news-to-newt/

I am too curious to know, where this photo is originaly coming from and by whom it has been taken. If it's not Tehran, why it should be published as a fact to satellite dish culture in Tehran, Iran. Is there any way to stop bluff. I ahve never been in Tehran, that is why can not say any think. So, you people, who know how it is back there and who have been traveling in that region, please help to find out the truth.

یک سوال



این عکس را از یکی وبلاگ های هولندی زبان پیدا کرم که می گوید تهران است. آیا تهران است یا کار فاتاشاپ؟



شیرین کلامی از هم وطن منوچهر

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درود
عزیزان گرمی کلام دیرین و سمرقند همچو قند امشب بار دیگر جان و دلی درمانده از بیداد را به وجد آورد. طعم آوارگی تلخ و سخت جان‌کاه است و آزارنده. مزه‌ی غم‌های مانده بر جا نیز چنین است. طعم و بوی خون‌های ماسیده بر دیواره‌های دلم شور است و جان‌آزارشش بی‌شمار؟ با همه‌ی این‌ها ایرانی‌ام. مانده‌ام چنین تا شاید در بازپسن نفس‌هایم اریانی بودن و پارسی‌گویم را فریاد زنم و برای آخرین بار دیدار از خاک بوی خوش و گرمش را به تمامیت وسعتش و با مردمام رنگ به رنگ به یاد و خاطر جان بسپارم. مردمانی که بوی خوش هم‌جواری‌شان را در این
غربت به شیرینی و تمامیت عشقم آرزومندم
عشق و سرافرازی عشق را برایت آرزومند
***
این نویشته ها همراه با صدای ارمان آلوده دولت مند آوازخوان تاجیک برایم بسیار اندوه ناک و خاطره برنگیز بود. راستی آرزوی نا دور افتادگان چیست، اگر همینی نیست که دوست که هم وطن - منوچهر می گوید. این نقاشی هم بسیار دلنشین است و کس را به فکر فرو می برد. اما نمی دانم که کار کیست. من آنرا ازوبلاگ دوست کم اشنا برداشتم بیدون اجازه.  وبلاگ آبادیست، سری بزنید. 
آرزومند روزهای بسیار همنشینی با هم زبان و هم فررهنگان بی شمار پارسی گوی در آن سوی آمو دریا و کنار جیهون.

September 28, 2007

To Ninka and Mostafa And The Dead Sailers


It was the second anniversary of my friends Mostafa and Ninka. Mostafa is a an iranian and Ninka is a Dutch girl, who is so beatefull and educated person, that working on her MA on art. Mostafa is a promising filmmaker and working for Radio Zamaneh as a sound manager and film editor.

We were dinking all the night celebrating thear marriage. That's not the point. The point is, when you light your cigarette with the candle light, in Dutch they have an expretion for it. They say, that a sailor had died just when you light your cigarette with the candle or matches. So, I am so sorry for so many countless sailors, who lost thear lives, when we light our cigarettes with a candle light at  the bar. That is a Ditch expretion, but thanks God, we are not Dutch! God bless the sailors.

I am not a Dutch person, but I really want to know, that  if there was no sailor, who lost thear lives tonight. I just wanted to have some fun with a cigarettes and red wine. That's all.

I wish you , Ninka and Mostafa,  long years of live and happiness together! And more of expretion like: 'medonom, ammo namgom!' in Mashadi dialect.

What I like in Ninka is that she is intelligent and with a balanced flesh in her curvy height of body. Beatefull and happy!
Isn't it what we want? 

September 27, 2007

The Very Man Who Could Cry Out His Thoughts When It Was Forbidden


Vladimir_Visotskiy_legendary

It was him Vladimir Visotskiy, who managed to write a poetry as open as no one could during the Sovet period. It was him, who could play Hamlet on theater stage and could choose death, while crying out the Truth of the Time, when no one could say a word. It was Him, who gave courage to a younger generation and brake the cult of fear and selfcensorship in USSR by his song and poems and by repeating 'To Be Or Not To Be' 300 times on stage.  

I remember myself imitating Him and trying to play a guitar as a teenager in my room full of His photos. This one was my favorite. I don't know where it's now. May be just left it, where I left my childhood. 

I was looking for His CD tonight, a friend of mine asked me for it, when he saw me making a program about Him. This program: Beloved Man and Brave Poet

September 26, 2007

links to Tajik music to download

Here are some links to the websites, where you can download some Tajik musics for free. This post is for readers, who asked me for it.
Radio Khorasan:
http://www.geocities.com/shaitov/tajikmusic.html
Squidoo website:
http://www.squidoo.com/tajikmusic/
Afzalshah Shadiev Tajik singer works available here:
http://music.download.com/afzalshohshodiev/3600-8791-100935966.html?tag=MDL_quickurl
Thease guys are wellcome to help if you had any questions to ask about Tajik
http://www.answers.com/topic/music-of-tajikistan
If you are after Bollywood style here is the Tajik version of it:
http://www.clip-arabe.com/clip-iOL_nydd5A0.html
A clip by Manija Davlatova-Tajik pop singer:
http://community.activistchat.com/kickapps/service/displayMediaPlayPage.kickAction?mediaId=47827&mediaType=VIDEO&as=4685&b=
H&S Media LTD- selected Tajik music
http://www.handsmedia.com/cgi-bin/mt/mt-search.cgi?tag=Tajiki&blog_id=7

That's it for now. I'll add some more later if you wish. I hope you will like them, well, some of them. You can also visit Radio Zamaneh site, we have some nice radio programs on Central Asian musicl:
http://radiozamaneh.org/shahzadeh/

Tajik pop singers are doing well so far, but surely they have a long way to go to get to the higher standards. You Tube has some clips as well. Just type 'Tajik music' if you don't know the name of the singer. I am ready to help futher if I can. Well, that's it for, hope you use these links and enjoy. 

September 20, 2007

Iran creates regional TV channel for Persian-speaking people

 

DUSHANBE, September 17, Asia-Plus – Afghanistan.ru – Iranian authorities have announced creation of regional TV channel for Persian-speaking people, Afganistan.ru cited Iran’s IRNA as saying on September 15.  
According to IRNA, an agreement with Dushanbe and Kabul on this subject has been reached. Afghanistan.ru says Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad declared for creation of such TV channel at a tripartite meeting of heads of Tajikistan and Afghanistan in Dushanbe early this year.   The central office of the TV channel will be located in Tehran, Iran.    
We will recall that the tripartite meeting of Emomali Rahmon, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Hamid Karzai met in Dushanbe on July 25, 2006.  Ahmadinejad proposed to launch a joint Persian-language television station, which would broadcast on the territories of Iran, Tajikistan and Afghanistan.  This joint television will be dedicated to facilitate dissemination of culture of the Persian-speaking countries, according to Ahmadinejad. 

source: http://asiaplus.tj/en/news/41/22243.html
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SN:
This source is refering to Afghanistan.ru (inRussian), but to be honest I cound't find relevant article on this website. If any one knows any thing about this matter, please, let me know. Too curious to know if there is going to be a new TV station for persian speaking people in Iran.

September 18, 2007

Uzbekistan deserves to be spoken about in Mass Media

A Women’s blog of Uzbekistan (in Russian) with the support of United Nations Development Program (UNDP) has launched an Internet competition for the best essays entitled as “Our beloved women”. Their motto is “Every woman in Uzbekistan deserves to be spoken about in Mass Media”. In order to take part in the competition the only thing you have to do is to write about a woman, who causes in you a feeling of deep respect, inspires you every day, about the woman who has left indelible memories in your life. It can be your mother, sister, wife, neighbor, teacher, girlfriend, grandmother, etc. The essays will be published in the Women’s Blog of Uzbekistan, and the best three works will be awarded prizes from UNDP – 1st place: an MP3 player; 2nd palce: a flash card; 3rd place: a special set from UN.

Read more here:

September 4, 2007

It Could Be


 Iceberg on its way home
Probably reading about Philosophy of  Life
and Tenderness.

O, yes!
 I have to be cool and strong
To face reality of Soulless Body 
Of my Own .
 
It could be London
It could be Spring
It could be a grey squirrel playing on the garden
It could be She
My nameless BABY
Trying to tickle water with her little pink finger
In all my darkest Dream

It could be Us
After all which passed.

BUT It's  NOT
It’s me and him in Amsterdam
Walking each on the different bank of The River of No Return
To Samarqand
I am Tired of this Land of endless Dam

September 3, 2007

She Had No Name

Crying no longer helps
Shouting will do a bit,
but have you got a strength?

-Could you, please, stop insisting
My Dear Friend?
I told you: I can't....

and any way....
What is the use of eating well
When you're saying to your unborn
Beautiful BABY:
Farewell  

September 2, 2007

I Misscaried My Dream

 
وقتی می خواهم بمانی نمی مانی
وقتی می خواهم بروی نمی روی

 صبر مرا امتحان می کنی
 یا توان مرا؟ 

دو روز است که دستان خون آلود
ه خودرا می شویم
و قتل
هنوز ادامه دارد

خواهرم می گوید: نگاه نکن، باز خواب بد خواهی دید.
دستانم را می شویم

چشمانم را می شویم
قلبم را نمی توانم

مادربزرگ می گفت
: خون در خواب نشان روشنایست
در بیداری تاریکیست
و تمام دنیا دور سرات می چرخد

خواهرم دستم را  می گیرد
خدارا شکر
اورا دارم
وگرنه باورم نمی شد که اروپا سبز است
دیشب بود که سراب تمام شد؟ نه؟ و خواهرام گفت:

سرنجام زن شدی، دختر 
تبریک و تسلییت.


***
Sister
Illusion is over
I misscaried my Dream
 Please come to help to stop this Stream
or maybe
to cut the String for ever
Sister

September 1, 2007

همه رودخانه ها به سوی وطن می روند

دیشب از تمام رود خانه های شهر تابوت جاری بود. بار اول توجه کردم که اینها تابوت هایشانرا سیاه رنگ می کنند. یکی از این تابوت هارا از آب بیرون کشیدم و رنگ سبز زدم به رویش و دوباره به آب انداختم. پولیس هشتک کشید و من از خواب بیدار شدم. از تب می لرزیدم و چیزی جز این که آن تابوت برابر رنگ خوردم کوچک می شد برایم مهم نبود.
کاش تابوت من هم کوچک بود اما سبز و رودخانه ها که همه اشان به سوی وطن می روند.