To Sue:
I am less gifted but more blessed than Pasternak to be able to talk to you on a daily basis or at least whenever the peacock of thought reveals its beautiful feathers. I am sure that even Pasternak would have learned English immediately if he had been able to access the Internet as we are. English gives us a voice to whisper or shout, more tears to cry and a sound to our laughter. I am very glad that I am improving my English on a daily basis without leaving my beloved home or enduring the expenses I was not able to pay in years past.
Yes, help me learn English and understand you better. This is the root of a tree that one day will bloom and bring happiness to the world. Politicians are idiots. They know nothing but bullets to solve our problems. Gradually through the miracle of this wonderful language my generation will begin to say very important things to the world. Your media lack the reality that exists in my country. They just reject! And my media lack the reality of our country because they just approve. What you need is to find the voice of the true people who live here. The people who think in silence, smile without moving their lips and cry but hide their tears.
Despite all the tortures and the odds against him, Pasternak considered leaving Russia equivalent to death. In my philosophy death does not exist, but unfortunately something worse does, and it has no name in all the dictionaries of all the languages of the world. It is something that happens when I do not feel my land with every step I take during the day, and when I do not feel the scent of it in every breath I breathe. I am very glad to be sitting next to you without enduring that separation from a land I love. I woke up early this morning with a cool breeze blowing in from my window. Where was it coming from? Breezes always carry messages in my literature. Was it bringing something from Thoreau's manna to me? Whatever it was, I woke up, despite still feeling exhausted by yesterday's work, and having a long, tedious day ahead, just to talk to you.
Another class in 5 minutes with two 12 year old boys. They are the future of Iran and of course the world.
Your friend, Ali in Tehran
