Monday, December 18, 2006


Sometimes when I write something here, after few minutes I realize I need to change some words or even the entire line. Sometimes it happens after a day. But now, after almost one week I just found out in this post, except "something else" which we use in farsi in such a conversation, I should write "one more thing", and I corrected it.

I want to learn English better. So please, if you find some mistakes in my writings, feel free to let me know. I may change it or not, but for sure I will learn.


Oh and one more thing, sometimes I may be too busy to answer comments, it doesn't mean I didn't like to. sometimes I have too much to think about to write even one answer. But still reading your comments makes me feel good, always.

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People spit all the time and it's quite ordinary, and gush.. you must hear the noises before the spiting, the voice of preparing it in fact.. like khoooooooooooooooakooof...toffff

I'm never going to get used to that. It's a big question for me, how can a person do that without tearing up his troat?
If you don't watch the road all the time it's always possible you hit one of those slimy irregular pattern of phlegm.. but seeing them is not better either. sorry, I know it's not a beautiful vision.

But amazingly, if you sneeze - not in someone's face, but quietly in your tissue-without saying "excuse me" after that, people look at you like you are the rudest person in the world.

Like they say, it happens only in India I guess.



Fifth Dimension, oil on paper, 1999

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