tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318472082310509602024-02-19T16:26:20.435+00:00SAEED's HOMEHere i talk from anything and anywhereIf I could only know why we are here then everything else would make senseSaeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-21882916273722033112009-02-08T12:37:00.004+00:002009-04-06T13:27:59.752+01:00To the one who just ate a big muffinI was astounded when I realised that the big muffin, that existed few seconds ago, was gone in a blink of an eye. I thought about it with a sorrow. I should have got a bigger bite. But on the other hand I discovered the most powerful organ in the body. Go on guess. Brain, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">emmm</span>... no. Heart, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">emmm</span>... no. Reproductive, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nooo</span>. Stomach, oh yes that is the one, the almighty stomach. Anyway I just wanted to dedicate my scientific discovery to the one who just swallowed a big muffin and is planning for the next one.Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-54821149047116435522008-10-11T13:48:00.003+01:002008-10-11T14:26:19.722+01:00Long Time No See<span style="font-size:130%;">Hey there, long time no see.<br />So did you think I was talking to you, right? Wrong,<br />I was talking to myself . Yea why not I suddenly remembered that I had a weblog once upon a time and came and thought while I am here say few words to myself just to make myself feel better. You know what! depression is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">terrible</span> thing. When you are depressed you are depressed and when you are not depressed you miss being depressed. So in either case you no longer feel that life is funny. Well I never did. How about you, did you?<br /><br />I will talk to myslef again in the stupid weblog again when I will remeber again that some clever species (with two legs and some hair) have created some useless, pointless, miserable thing called weblog. I could not be more sarcastic than that. So lets hope that these pretty much evolved species ban me from talking to myself in their stupid invention. And by the way that would force me to restate my favourite technique which is talking to a mirror.</span>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-60122140130482296242008-05-16T19:54:00.008+01:002008-05-18T17:07:04.832+01:00Secret<span style="font-size:130%;">Some time ago someone told me that he was depressed and disappointed in life and after many endeavours to overcome the illness, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">eventually</span> hit the jackpot!. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The jackpot was a DVD called "The Secret" and of course a book to go with it or maybe a book and a DVD to go with it or maybe an online flash play and both DVD and book to go with it!. Well it might sound a bit funny but the truth is that these kind of remedies to our complex and countless diseases are filling the shelves of any bookshop, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">chain store</span>, pharmacy, drugstore, online virtual store... you name it. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">really</span> don't know how the hell people get cured by a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Hollywood</span> style thrilling documentary (of course well presented and well cunning) and as this guy said his life got turned over for the best. But I do know the golden rule of "if something sounds too good to be true, it probably is". </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh by the way if you thought your incurable diseases or failures got cured b<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">y</span> these kind of therapies, then you didn't have any bug in first place!. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">If you still don't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">believe</span> me, then follow the link and try it for yourself. After all you might get cured who knows. Even if you realised that it was another scam then you have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">definitely</span> healed the soul of your virtual therapist by your little contribution to his favourite bank.</span><br /><a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/" target="new">http://www.thesecret.tv/</a>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-42252816699205439732008-03-17T21:29:00.001+00:002008-10-18T17:38:06.387+01:00Corroded Liberty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgceMbzzfvVySY-UGZiL1g3MTjwnptaqvLXhrZL33m3q20kK0GmYNad_LcQMbSRj6iCd3RYJl533v9HbRwEDhAHq8WoKxCtS_LdGGAM7_RhiUI549nkNtRV1jlfQEMyLeBUDYnwDgfxc7DV/s1600-h/DSC04012.JPG"></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">When I visited the statue of liberty, first I appreciated the art and then I said "wish you were here liberty". I think the 'liberty' has been oxidised over the years as the copper statue itself. The only difference is that the copper has gone green but the liberty has gone black!. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Who can say better than the great p<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ersian</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">poet</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Saadi</span></span> (1200),</span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Saadi's</span></span> mausoleum in Shiraz </div><div></div></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdvPv8E7QNpo8ssUxJGJyzBqZt9d1JjjaDMxujU0K9JywQgD4TmcZduL63I86OJkKzPe5c3rp2LSXFphxbggY3hrZgJ9pw6sdHM0nUh3-gjPp-ZRB4tmHHqsnd0Jaev1Xq70mJ67uLF_j/s1600-h/Saadi_Shrine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178899964691528082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="168" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdvPv8E7QNpo8ssUxJGJyzBqZt9d1JjjaDMxujU0K9JywQgD4TmcZduL63I86OJkKzPe5c3rp2LSXFphxbggY3hrZgJ9pw6sdHM0nUh3-gjPp-ZRB4tmHHqsnd0Jaev1Xq70mJ67uLF_j/s200/Saadi_Shrine.jpg" width="215" border="0" /></a> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Human beings are members of a whole, </em><br /></strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>In creation of one essence and soul.<br />If one member is afflicted with pain,<br />Other members uneasy will remain.<br />If you have no sympathy for human pain,<br />The name of human you cannot retain.</em> </strong></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>بنی آدم اعضای یک دیکرند........ که در آفرينش ز یک گوهرند</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>چو عضوى به درد آورد روزگار....... دگر عضوها را نماند قرار<br />تو کز محنت دیگران بی غمی.......... نشاید که نامت نهند آدمی</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The irony is that, this poem is used to grace the entrance to the Hall of Nations of the UN building in New York, with the call for breaking all barriers. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Where are you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Saadi</span></span> to see that how little and strange your invaluable thoughts have become in our world! </span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-23657643841952701622008-03-10T14:06:00.000+00:002008-03-19T14:30:10.018+00:00Larger Companies, Greater Graduate Pressure<span style="font-size:130%;">At last some people have started to realise the predatory and disgusting graduate recruitment process that usually large corporations adopt. The article below by Mike Barnard is only pointing out one of the many facts that unfortunately many graduates are facing today in this country. What these employers don't realise is that, their recruitment attitude will cause a negative feedback on themselves as a consequence.</span><br /><br />Employers place unrealistic demands on fresh graduates by Mike Barnard on 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> March 2008<br />Firsts and 2:1s are unfairly used to benchmark graduates when they apply for jobs.<br />It is claimed those with anything less than a 2:1 face an uphill struggle to be called for interview as employers look at grades first when choosing potential candidates.<br />The Association of Graduate Careers Advisory Services (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">AGCAS</span>) reveals the findings in its Winter Review 2008, claiming employers will discard graduates with lesser qualifications.<br />It adds this is causing a recruitment shortfall as graduates without a first or 2:1 are ideal candidates for the jobs available, but they are being automatically discarded.<br />Elspeth <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Farrar</span>, of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">AGCAS</span>, claims companies are placing unrealistic demands on graduates. She said: “There has been a major shift in what companies expect graduates to come out of university with and how prepared [for work] they expect them to be. In the past, employers were more prepared to take the time to train new workers themselves, but the assumption increasingly seems to be that this is the responsibility of universities.<br />"It seems now that companies are expecting students to come out of university work ready.”<br /><a href="http://www.milkround.com/s4/jobseekers/news/general/editorial_display.asp?newsid=122739" target="new">http://www.milkround.com/s4/jobseekers/news/general/editorial_display.asp?newsid=122739</a>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-61793991301692506882008-03-03T11:48:00.001+00:002009-04-06T14:14:33.027+01:00Vincent van Gogh, Orsay museum, Paris<span style="font-size:130%;">There are only few people (which most of them are dead) I would be very interested to meet. Vincent is one of them.</span>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-37789319298909254052008-02-26T17:28:00.000+00:002008-03-02T12:39:36.668+00:00A nostalgic clip from Fereydoon Farokhzad<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bq4BiNy_24c&NR=1" target="new">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bq4BiNy_24c&NR=1</a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As the Iranian proverb says ' Whatever comes from a heart will reside in other hearts'.</span>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-59092147261839367562008-02-21T22:33:00.000+00:002008-03-09T21:16:30.706+00:00Khorno and friends<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh32vi8SLKDQUEAXQ6KzJi0DUSZ9sSdM8bn5SK20oAC6IMxA8cLZjqsdjgzY3818j7mKfWlNSjRvipwHKFFT4qtxf4BV_RSU-YiwarlNvoHVCNaXntJCIdDHVrIcR881gm09mvZak3ZhHJs/s1600-h/001+(164).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169567188101511490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="200" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh32vi8SLKDQUEAXQ6KzJi0DUSZ9sSdM8bn5SK20oAC6IMxA8cLZjqsdjgzY3818j7mKfWlNSjRvipwHKFFT4qtxf4BV_RSU-YiwarlNvoHVCNaXntJCIdDHVrIcR881gm09mvZak3ZhHJs/s200/001+(164).jpg" width="138" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Hj3FLSSsXQ7RnndaipLwEL0gC-Ewt0lvpb5yBkdUwX8coLfjqLaMmxJq0xSCkYFb9Ygs0k9rJ0Gb-k2jeEVV7bDGclrLhkj3zRyBYTrzXhmQvXkBoWFnWi8TgQBhuvfGkCXz8io2fId6/s1600-h/001+(73).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169567729267390802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="182" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Hj3FLSSsXQ7RnndaipLwEL0gC-Ewt0lvpb5yBkdUwX8coLfjqLaMmxJq0xSCkYFb9Ygs0k9rJ0Gb-k2jeEVV7bDGclrLhkj3zRyBYTrzXhmQvXkBoWFnWi8TgQBhuvfGkCXz8io2fId6/s200/001+(73).jpg" width="153" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khorno was a loved rooster who grew up with us hapily but his life was turned bitter by the arrival of a turkey who he called 'choghalamono' khorno believed that choghalamono was a fierce rival for him. He had a big yard with trees and flowers to himself so he was a happy guy in a land of free which it was his teritory. Any bird or animal entering his land was thought to be a threat to his freedom and therfore happiness. So it happened by the arrival of choghalamono and his happy life </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRQvTJmqEe-BW0yCYTXWxR3cTg2shjGA9C6nGg_klZWnYbho_GOmYiqBIc4Q59qgOIjSc8Xj9W2VjtesgRkzvSuQdxy_hV1cndoKr19TOn6m9sE0yYnFVZAoAOfIijmmzcBn-YlCHDfkeY/s1600-h/001+(115).jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169567952605690210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="167" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRQvTJmqEe-BW0yCYTXWxR3cTg2shjGA9C6nGg_klZWnYbho_GOmYiqBIc4Q59qgOIjSc8Xj9W2VjtesgRkzvSuQdxy_hV1cndoKr19TOn6m9sE0yYnFVZAoAOfIijmmzcBn-YlCHDfkeY/s200/001+(115).jpg" width="200" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">started to get turned around and became stormy with a lot of stories day in day out. If you could only see him when he used to come crying and complaining to us from choghalamono because of the miseries he was put through by him, then your heart would break for him too.<br /></span><div><div></div></div>Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-24531637783214067552008-02-19T22:54:00.000+00:002008-02-21T23:24:52.230+00:00What is life and Who are we?We lead such a complex life that sometimes I wonder to myself who realy am I. Perhaps Lord decided to keep many secrets to himself. My problem is that I can not make any sense of any of it secret or no secret!Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731847208231050960.post-3801914599335781682008-02-19T15:56:00.000+00:002008-02-19T23:13:34.238+00:00Insecurity is a terrible thingOur fears and insecurities come from the fact that we think we can not handle the situations we might encounter. I guess the golden rule is to believe that whatever the situation is, we can deal with it and we can handle it.Saeedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02145713201109001803noreply@blogger.com2