I have become a photo...
... the girl in the frame used to belong to a family. She traveled to a northern land though, somewhere beautiful, at the end of the world. The girl in the frame found a house. She found a friend. She found more friends. She started her studies. "Oh, look, that's her first Christmas party". "That's her first birthday away from us!". "That must be her close friend". "Is that her street?". The girl in the frame graduated. "She looks very happy in that photo, doesn't she?". The girl in the photo went traveling... "it looks like she's having a good time".
She'll never be their daughter again, she won't be their sister, or granddaughter... she is not a part of their life anymore. She is nothing more than a picture, a memory, in a pretty frame on their shelf.
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او همیشه دخترشان هست وخواهد ماند ،همیشه جزیی از زندگی آنهاست ، همیشه دوستش دارند و احتمالا همیشه نگرانش هستند ...دختر درون قاب نه یک عکس است نه یک خاطره بلکه وجودی است که باآن زندگی می کنند و به آن افتخار میکنند و هرفصل را طی می کنند به امید آنکه زمستانی یا تابستانی دختر را دوباره ببینند ...دختر راهش را انتخاب کرده ... هرچند عصرزمستانهای دلگیر تنهایی اش را به رخ دختر بکشد و اشک خوانندگانش را با این پست درآورد!
Have u ever tried drawing mustache and other things on the girl on the photo? U can do that gradually so they never notice it untill they have a completely different person as their daughter... Boy it's fun! :)
BTW, I loved the post very much
that was one of the most beautiful and spectacular post i have ever read !
so nice ,so sad,so true , so bad...
She may be a different part of their life puzzle, but she is still a part of it. On days they feel down, they have a picture of a smiling girl who looks to be so happy, so enjoying her time, and so satisfied with her decision and life. They will smile at the picture and feel satisfied. She is part of the family because her happiness still makes them happy and vice versa.
Biologically, genetically, mentally and psychologically she is part of their body. When they see her after a year or hear her voice after a couple of days, they indulge in the comfort of the moment and in other times they impatiently anticipate the joy of such moments. Life is nothing but hope ;)
I guess you'll never know until you yourself are a parent.
dude, . this is the first post that im writing comment about. considering my "tanbali", you may guess how much i was touched that i decided to ignore that and write the comment.
well... the thing is..you never become just a photo for those who really care about you.
Shahin had become a voice for me in a very mysterious black box, but once i saw him after he left .. i started to believe that he actually exists, loves me and cares about me and we are still got that thing between us.. it's i think something about the family..they are in our blood..there's something way more stronger than distance no matter how huge and being apart and all these bullshits that is keeping us connected to our loved ones.
And I know you know this... so before i erase this comment as well (i just did my previous one) i better submit it!
try to visit them more bejaye inke beri beterkoni to vegas!! (hehe.. guess who's jealous )
:) thank you very much for the comments! all of you! I feel very spoiled now.
She is a pretty picture in nothing more than a frame.
Long ago, when I had just got my US visa, a close family friend told my parents "be seda o sima khosh amadid" because from now own you'll only hear his "seda" over the phone and his "sima" in pictures. This was before the webcam era.
Also parents never forget their children. You will find out when you do become a parent. As a child you don't have a clue.
dude..start writing a new post..tazegia kam minevisi man zange tafriham chizi nist bekhonam :(
i know this will sound like an echo of what everyone else said but it's true: the special thing about family members - as opposed to friends - is that no matter how long you've been apart, when you reunite it feels like it's been only a day since you last saw them.
nice try but you'll be their daughter and their sister for as long as you live! ;)
Don't know if you're still in that mode or not. Just in case I thought I share my two cents:
I have been away from parents for the last 15 years for similar reasons that you're in canada (Iranian engineering student, continuing life in US). And of course I had similar feelings as yours. Missing that child-parent relationship. Anyway, my parents came and and stayed at my place this past summer after such a long pause. I felt nothing was missed even after 15 years. I was the same kid and they cared about my current problems with the same passion. So, it never goes away.
Happy to find your blog.
Mahaan
really sad, sad truths, but life is as it is... and LIFE GOES ON...
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