ﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩﺩﻋﺎﻣﯿﻜﺮﺩﻭﺍﺯﺧﺪﺍﺁﺋﯿﻨﻪﺍﯼﻣﯽﺧﻮﺍﺳﺖﺗﺎﺧﻮﺩﺭﺍﺩﺭﺁﻥﺑﺒﯿﻨﺪ.ﺧﺪﺍﺩﻋﺎﯾﺶﺭﺍﺑﺮﺁﻭﺭﺩﻩﻧﻤﯽﻛﺮﺩﻭﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩﺑﺮﺍﺟﺎﺑﺖﺩﻋﺎﯾﺶﺍﺻﺮﺍﺭﻣﯽﻭﺭﺯﯾﺪ.ﺭﻭﺯﯼ،ﻋﺎﻗﺒﺖﺩﻋﺎﯼﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩﻣﺴﺘﺠﺎﺏﺷﺪﻭﺧﺪﺍﺁﺋﯿﻨﻪﺍﯼﺑﻪﺍﻭﺩﺍﺩﻭﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩﺣﻘﯿﻘﺖﺧﻮﺩﺭﺍﺩﯾﺪ.ﭘﯿﺮﺍﻫﻨﯽﺑﻮﺩﭘﺮﺍﺯﭼﺮﻙﻭﻧﺎﭘﺎﻛﯽ.ﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩﺗﺮﺳﺎﻥﺷﺪﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﻧﻪ،ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ،ﺍﻣﺎﺍﯾﻦ ﻣﻦ ﻧﯿﺴﺘﻢ.ﭘﺲﻛﺠﺎﺳﺖﺁﻥﻫﻤﻪﺷﻮﺭﻭﺁﻥﻫﻤﻪﻋﺸﻖﻭﺁﻥﻫﻤﻪﺳﻮﺯﻭﮔﺪﺍﺯﻛﻪﺩﺭﻣﻦﺑﻮﺩ؟ﺧﺪﺍﮔﻔﺖ:ﺁﻥﺳﻮﺯﻭﮔﺪﺍﺯﻭﺁﻥﺷﻮﺭﻭﻋﺸﻖﻛﻪ ﺗﻮﻧﯿﺴﺘﯽ،ﺁﻥ ﻣﻨﻢ،ﻛﻪﮔﺎﻫﯽ ﺩﺭﺟﺎﻣﻪﺀﺗﻮ ﻣﯽ ﺭﻭﻡ.ﻭﮔﺮﻧﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﯿﻨﯽ ﻛﻪ ﻣﯽﺑﯿﻨﯽ.ﺟﻮﺍﻧﻤﺮﺩ ﺧﺎﻣﻮﺵ ﺷﺪ ﻭ ﺩﯾﮕﺮ ﻫﯿﭻ ﻧﮕﻔﺖ....

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salam shivajan khobi ya behtari

ﺳﺤﺮ ﺁﻣﺪ ﺍﻧﺪﮐﯽ ﭼﻨﺪ ﮐﻨﺎﺭﻡ ﺑﻨﺸﺴﺖﺧﺒﺮﯼ ﺗﺎﺯﻩ ﺑﺮﺍﯾﻢ ﺁﻭﺭﺩ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺻﺒﺢﺍﻣﯿﺪ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺧﻨﺪﻩ ﯼ ﺳﯿﺮ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺯﺩﻭﺭﯼ ﺷﺒﻬﺎﯼ ﭘﻠﯿﺪ...ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺎﻟﻪ ﯼﻧﻮﺭﯼ ﭘﺮ ﻏﻢ ﻧﻔﺴﯽ ﺷﺎﺩ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻟﺤﻈﻪﺍﯼ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺳﺮﺍﺳﯿﻤﻪ ﮔﺬﺷﺖ ﺳﻨﮓﺑﮕﺮﻓﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺮ ﺁﯾﻨﻪ ﯼ ﺧﻮﯾﺶ ﺯﺩﻡ ﮔﺬﺭﺍﺯ ﺁﺗﺶ ﻭﺟﺪﺍﻥ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ﻃﺮﺩﺷﺪﻡ ﺑﺎ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ﻣﺎﻧﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺑﺮ ﺧﻮﺩ ﮐﻪﺗﻨﺴّﻢ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺍﺯ ﻋﺸﻖ ﻧﺪﯾﺪﻡﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻤﺎﻥ ﻧﺒﻮﺩ ﺁﻥ ﮐﻪ ﻫﺮ ﺭﻭﺯ ﺩﻡﺍﺯ ﻓﺎﺗﺢ ﻭ ﻣُﺼﻠﺢ ﻣﯽ ﺯﺩ ﻟﻮﺩﻩ ﺍﯼﺑﯿﺶ ﻧﺒﻮﺩ ﺍﯾﺴﺘﺎﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﻫﺮ ﺭﺍﯾﺤﻪﺍﺵ ﮐﺰ ﭘﺲ ﺑﺎﻏﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻋﺮﻓﺎﻥ ﺁﻣﺪﺳﻼﻣﯽ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﻫﺮ ﺳﺠﺪﻩ ﯼﺳﺒﺰﺵ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﻫﺮ ﺧﻮﺷﻪ ﯼ ﺍﯾﻤﺎﻥﻗﺴﻤﯽ ﯾﺎﺩ ﻧﻤﻮﺩﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻟﺶ ﺭﺍ ﭘﺲ ﺍﺯﺍﯾﻦ ﺷﺎﺩ ﮐﻨﻢ

ﻫﺮﮔﺰ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﺏ ﮐﻮﺭﻭﺵ ﺩﺍﺭﺍﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ ﺳﺎﺭﺍ ﺯﺑﺎﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ ﺭﺳﺘﻢ ﺩﺭﺍﯾﻦ ﻫﯿﺎﻫﻮ ﮔﺮﺯ ﮔﺮﺍﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ ﺭﻭﺯ ﻭﺩﺍﻉﺧﻮﺭﺷﯿﺪ ﺯﺍﯾﻨﺪﻩ ﺭﻭﺩ ﺧﺸﮑﯿﺪ ﺯﯾﺮﺍ ﺩﻝﺳﭙﺎﻫﺎﻥ ﻧﻘﺶ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ ﺑﺮ ﻧﺎﻡﭘﺎﺭﺱ ﺩﺭﯾﺎ ﻧﺎﻣﯽ ﺩﮔﺮ ﻧﻬﺎﺩﻧﺪ ﮔﻮﯾﯽ ﮐﻪﺍﺭﺵ ﻣﺎ ﺗﯿﺮ ﻭ ﮐﻤﺎﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﯼﻣﺎﺯﻧﯽ ﻫﺎ ﺑﺮ ﮐﺎﻡ ﺩﯾﮕﺮﺍﻥ ﺷﺪ ﺩﺍﺭﺍﮐﺠﺎﯼ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ؟ ﺩﺯﺩﺍﻥ ﺳﺮﺯﻣﯿﻨﺖ ﺑﺮﺑﯿﺴﺘﻮﻥ ﻧﻮﺷﺘﻨﺪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺟﺎ ﺧﺪﺍ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩﻫﺮﮔﺰ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﺏ ﮐﻮﺭﻭﺵ ﺑﯽ ﻧﺎﻡ ﺗﻮﻭﻃﻦ ﻧﯿﺰ ﻧﺎﻡ ﻭ ﻧﺸﺎﻥ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤

salamati hame dustay azizam ,hame ba ham (das das)

ﺍﺯ ﺳﻴﻨﻪ ﺗﻨﮕﻢ ﺩﻝ ﺩﻳﻮﺍﻧﻪ ﮔﺮﻳﺰﺩﺩﻳﻮﺍﻧﻪ ﻋﺠﺐ ﻧﻴﺴﺖ ﻛﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺧﺎﻧﻪ ﮔﺮﻳﺰﺩﻋﺎﺷﻘﻲ ﭘﻴﺪﺍﺳﺖ ﺍﺯ ﺯﺍﺭﻱ ﺩﻝﻧﻴﺴﺖ ﺑﻴﻤﺎﺭﻱ ﭼﻮ ﺑﻴﻤﺎﺭﻱ ﺩﻝﺭﻭﺯﺍﺣﺒﺎﺏ ﺗﻮ ﻧﻮﺭﺍﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﻟﺤﺴﺎﺏﺭﻭﺯﺍﻋﺪﺍﻱ ﺗﻮ ﻇﻠﻤﺎﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﻟﻘﻴﺎﻡﺩﻳﻮﺍﻧﻪ ﻛﺮﺩ ﺁﺭﺯﻭﻱ ﻭﺻﻞ ﺍﻭ ﻣﺮﺍﺍﺯ ﺳﺮ ﺑﺮﻭﻥ ﻧﻤﻲﺭﻭﺩ ﺍﻳﻦ ﺁﺭﺯﻭ ﻣﺮﮔﻔﺘﻤﺶ ﻧﻘﺎﺵ ﺭﺍ ﻧﻘﺸﻲ ﺑﻜﺶ ﺍﺯ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﻲﺑﺎ ﻗﻠﻢ ﻧﻘﺶ ﺣﺒﺎﺑﻲ ﺑﺮ ﻟﺐ ﺩﺭﻳﺎ ﻛﺸﻴﺪﺁﻧﻜﺔﻋﺎﺷﻘﺎﻧﺔﺧﻨﺪﻳﺪﺧﻨﺪﻫﺎﻱ ﻣﻨﻮﺩﺯﺩﻳﺪﭘﺸﺖ ﭘﻠﻚ ﻣﻬﺮﺑﻮﻧﻲ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﻳﻚ ﺗﻮﻃﺌﺔﻣﻴﺪﻳﺪﺗﻮﺭﺍﻣﻴﺒﻴﻨﻢ ﻭﻣﻴﻠﻢ ﺯﻳﺎﺩﺕ ﻣﻴﺸﻮﺩ ﻫﺮﺩﻡﺗﻮﺭﺍﻣﻴﺒﻴﻨﻢ ﻭﺩﺭﺩﻡ ﺯﻳﺎﺩﺕ ﻣﻴﺸﻮﺩ ﺩﺭﺩﻡﻫﺮﻛﺴﻲ ﻫﻢ ﻧﻔﺴﻢ ﺷﺪﺩﺳﺖ ﺁﺧﺮﻗﻔﺴﻢﺷﺪﻣﻨﻪ ﺳﺎﺩﻩ ﺑﺨﻴﺎﻟﻢ ﻛﻪ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻛﺎﺭﻭﻛﺴﻢ ﺷﺪﻧﻴﺎﺯﺍﺭﻡ ﺯ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻫﺮﮔﺰ ﺩﻟﻲ ﺭﺍﻛﻪ ﻣﻲ ﺗﺮﺳﻢ ﺩﺭ ﺁﻥ ﺟﺎﻱ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺷﺪﮔﺮ ﺑﻲ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺁﻣﺪﻳﻢ ﺑﻪ ﻛﻮﻱ ﺗﻮ،ﺩﻭﺭ ﻧﻴﺴﺖﻓﺮﺻﺖ ﻧﻴﺎﻓﺘﻴﻢ ﻛﻪ ﺧﻮﺩ ﺭﺍ ﺧﺒﺮ ﻛﻨﻴﻢﮔﺮﭼﻪ ﻣﯿﺪﺍﻧﻢ ﻧﻤﻲﺁﻳﺪ،ﻭﻟﻲ ﻫﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺷﻮﻕﺳﻮﻱ ﺩﺭﻣﻲﺁﻳﻢ ﻭ ﻫﺮﺳﻮ،ﻧﮕﺎﻫﻲ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢﺍﺯ ﺳﻮﺯ ﻣﺤﺒﺖ ﭼﻪ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﻫﻞ ﻫﻮﺱ ﺭﺍﺍﻳﻦ ﺍﺗﺶ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺍﺳﺖ ﻧﺴﻮﺯﺩ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻛﺲ ﺭﺍﺁﻭﺭﻡ ﭘﻴﺶ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺷﻮﻕ ﭘﻴﺎﻡ ﺩﮔﺮﺍﻥﮔﻮﻳﻤﺖ ﺗﺎ ﺳﺨﻦ ﺧﻮﻳﺶ ﺑﻪ ﻧﺎﻡ ﺩﮔﺮﺍﻥﻣﻦ ﺑﺨﺎﻝ ﻟﺒﺖ ﺍﻱ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﺎﺭ ﺷﺪﻡﭼﺸﻢ ﺑﻴﻤﺎﺭ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﻳﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺑﻴﻤﺎﺭ ﺷﺪﻡﮔﺎﻩ ﮔﺎﻫﻲ ﺑﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺯﻣﻬﺮ ﭘﻴﺎﻣﻲ ﺑﻔﺮﺳﺖﻓﺎﺭﻍ ﺍﺯﺣﺎﻝ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻭ ﺟﻬﺎﻧﻢ ﻣﮕﺬﺍﺭﻏﻤﻲ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﻢ ﻛﻪ ﻏﻤﺨﻮﺍﺭﻡ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺷﻲﺩﻟﻲ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﻢ ﻛﻪ ﺩﻝ ﺁﺯﺍﺭﻡ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺷﻲﮔﺮ ﻧﺮﺥ ﺑﻮﺳﻪ ﺭﺍ ﻟﺐ ﺟﺎﻧﺎﻥ ﺑﻪ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻛﻨﺪﺣﺎﺷﺎ ﻛﻪ ﻣﺸﺘﺮﻱ ﺳﺮ ﻣﻮﻳﻲ ﺯﻳﺎﻥ ﻛﻨﺪﮔﺮ ﻫﻴﭻ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺩﺭ ﺩﻝ ﺗﻮ ﺟﺎﺳﺖ ﺑﮕﻮﮔﺮ ﻫﺴﺖ ﺑﮕﻮ ﻧﻴﺴﺖ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺭﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﮕﻮﺻﺒﺮ ﺩﺭ ﺟﻮﺭ ﻭ ﺟﻔﺎﻱ ﺗﻮ ﻏﻠﻂ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻏﻠﻂﺗﻜﻴﻪ ﺑﺮ ﻋﻬﺪ ﻭ ﻭﻓﺎﻱ ﺗﻮ ﻏﻠﻂ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻏﻠﻂﮔﺮﭼﻪ ﻫﺮﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺯﺑﻴﺪﺍﺩ ﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﻧﻴﻦ ﺟﮕﺮﻡﻫﻢ ﺑﺠﺎﻥ ﺗﻮﻛﻪ ﺍﺯﺟﺎﻥ ﺑﺘﻮ ﻣﺸﺘﺎﻕ ﺗﺮﻡﻏﻴﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻏﻢ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺗﻮ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻡ,ﻏﻢ ﺩﻳﮕﺮﺷﺎﺩﻡ ﻛﻪ ﺟﺰ ﺍﻳﻦ ﻧﻴﺴﺖ ﻣﺮﺍ ﻫﻤﺪﻡ ﺩﻳﮕﺮﺩﻝ ﻛﻪ ﺁﺷﻔﺘﻪ ﺭﻭﻱ ﺗﻮ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﺪ ﺩﻝ ﻧﻴﺴﺖﺁﻧﻜﻪ ﺩﻳﻮﺍﻧﻪ ﺧﺎﻝ ﺗﻮ ﻧﺸﺪ ﻋﺎﻗﻞ ﻧﻴﺴﺖﺯﺩﺭﺩ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺗﻮﺑﺎ ﻛﺲ ﺣﻜﺎﻳﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﻧﻜﺮﺩﻡﭼﺮﺍ ﺟﻔﺎﻱ ﺗﻮ ﻛﻢ ﺷﺪ؟ﺷﻜﺎﻳﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﻧﻜﺮﺩﻡﺗﻮ ﻛﻴﺴﺘﻲ،ﻛﻪ ﺍﻳﻨﮕﻮﻧﻪ،ﺑﻲ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻲ ﺗﺎﺑﻢ؟ﺷﺐ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺠﻮﻡ ﺧﻴﺎﻟﺖ ﻧﻤﻲ ﺑﺮﺩ ﺧﻮﺍﺑﻢ

)ﮔﺎﻫﯽ ﺑﻪ ﻧﮕﺎﻫﺖ ﻧﮕﺎﻩﻛﻦﺍﻧﯿﺸﺘﯿﻦﻣﯽﮔﻔﺖ» :ﺁﻧﭽﻪﺩﺭﻣﻐﺰﺗﺎﻥﻣﯽﮔﺬﺭﺩ،ﺟﻬﺎﻧﺘﺎﻥﺭﺍﻣﯽﺁﻓﺮﯾﻨﺪﺍﺳﺘﻔﺎﻥ ﻛﺎﻭﯼ)ﺍﺯﺳﺮﺷﻨﺎﺳﺘﺮﯾﻦﭼﻬﺮﻩﻫﺎﯼ ﻋﻠﻢ ﻣﯽﮔﻮﯾﺪ»:ﺍﮔﺮ ﻣﯽﺧﻮﺍﻫﯿﺪﺩﺭ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﻭﺭﻭﺍﺑﻂﺷﺨﺼﯽﺗﺎﻥ ﺗﻐﯿﯿﺮﺍﺕﺟﺰﯾﯽ ﺑﻪ ﻭﺟﻮﺩﺁﻭﺭﯾﺪﺑﻪ ﮔﺮﺍﯾﺶﻫﺎ ﻭﺭﻓﺘﺎﺭﺗﺎﻥ ﺗﻮﺟﻪ ﻛﻨﯿﺪ؛ﺍﻣﺎ ﺍﮔﺮﺩﻟﺘﺎﻥﻣﯽﺧﻮﺍﻫﺪ ﻗﺪﻡﻫﺎﯼﻛﻮﺍﻧﺘﻮﻣﯽﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭﯾﺪ ﻭﺗﻐﯿﯿﺮﺍﺕ ﺍﺳﺎﺳﯽ ﺩﺭﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽﺗﺎﻥﺍﯾﺠﺎﺩ ﻛﻨﯿﺪﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﻧﮕﺮﺵﻫﺎ ﻭﺑﺮﺩﺍﺷﺖﻫﺎﯾﺘﺎﻥ ﺭﺍﻋﻮﺽﻛﻨﯿﺪ«.ﺍﻭﺣﺮﻓﻬﺎﯾﺶ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺎ ﯾﻚ ﻣﺜﺎﻝ ﺧﻮﺏ ﻭﻭﺍﻗﻌﯽ،ﻣﻠﻤﻮﺱﺗﺮ ﻣﯽﻛﻨﺪ»:ﺻﺒﺢ ﯾﻚ ﺭﻭﺯﺗﻌﻄﯿﻞﺩﺭﻧﯿﻮﯾﻮﺭﻙ ﺳﻮﺍﺭ ﺍﺗﻮﺑﻮﺱ ﺷﺪﻡ.ﺗﻘﺮﯾﺒﺎًﯾﻚﺳﻮﻡ ﺍﺗﻮﺑﻮﺱ ﭘﺮ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮﻣﺮﺩﻡﺁﺭﺍﻡﻧﺸﺴﺘﻪ ﺑﻮﺩﻧﺪ ﻭ ﯾﺎ ﺳﺮﺷﺎﻥ ﺑﻪﭼﯿﺰﯼﮔﺮﻡ ﺑﻮﺩﻭ ﺩﺭﻣﺠﻤﻮﻉ ﻓﻀﺎﯾﯽﺳﺮﺷﺎﺭ ﺍﺯﺁﺭﺍﻣﺶ ﻭﺳﻜﻮﺗﯽ ﺩﻟﭙﺬﯾﺮ ﺑﺮﻗﺮﺍﺭﺑﻮﺩ ﺗﺎ ﺍﯾﻨﻜﻪﻣﺮﺩﻣﯿﺎﻧﺴﺎﻟﯽ ﺑﺎ ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎﯾﺶﺳﻮﺍﺭ ﺍﺗﻮﺑﻮﺱﺷﺪ ﻭﺑﻼﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﻓﻀﺎﯼﺍﺗﻮﺑﻮﺱ ﺗﻐﯿﯿﺮﻛﺮﺩ.ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎﯾﺶ ﺩﺍﺩ ﻭ ﺑﯿﺪﺍﺩﺭﺍﻩ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺘﻨﺪ ﻭﻣﺪﺍﻡ ﺑﻪﻃﺮﻑ ﻫﻤﺪﯾﮕﺮ ﭼﯿﺰﭘﺮﺗﺎﺏ ﻣﯽﻛﺮﺩﻧﺪ.ﯾﻜﯽ ﺍﺯﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎ ﺑﺎ ﺻﺪﺍﯼﺑﻠﻨﺪ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻣﯽﻛﺮﺩ ﻭﯾﻜﯽﺩﯾﮕﺮ ﺭﻭﺯﻧﺎﻣﻪ ﺭﺍ ﺍﺯﺩﺳﺖ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻭ ﺁﻥﻣﯽﻛﺸﯿﺪﻭ ﺧﻼﺻﻪ ﺍﻋﺼﺎﺏﻫﻤﻪﻣﺎﻥ ﺗﻮﯼﺍﺗﻮﺑﻮﺱﺧﺮﺩ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.ﺍﻣﺎﭘﺪﺭ ﺁﻥ ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎﻛﻪ ﺩﻗﯿﻘﺎً ﺩﺭﺻﻨﺪﻟﯽ ﺟﻠﻮﯾﯽﻣﻦ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻪﺑﻮﺩ،ﺍﺻﻼً ﺑﻪﺭﻭﯼ ﺧﻮﺩﺵﻧﻤﯽﺁﻭﺭﺩ ﻭ ﻏﺮﻕﺩﺭ ﺍﻓﻜﺎﺭﺧﻮﺩﺵ ﺑﻮﺩ.ﺑﺎﻻﺧﺮﻩ ﺻﺒﺮﻡ ﻟﺒﺮﯾﺰﺷﺪ ﻭ ﺯﺑﺎﻥﺑﻪ ﺍﻋﺘﺮﺍﺽﺑﺎﺯﻛﺮﺩﻡ ﻛﻪ» :ﺁﻗﺎﯼﻣﺤﺘﺮﻡ!ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎﯾﺘﺎﻥﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎً ﺩﺍﺭﻧﺪ ﻫﻤﻪ ﺭﺍﺁﺯﺍﺭﻣﯽﺩﻫﻨﺪ.ﺷﻤﺎﻧﻤﯽﺧﻮﺍﻫﯿﺪ ﺟﻠﻮﯾﺸﺎﻥﺭﺍﺑﮕﯿﺮﯾﺪ؟«ﻣﺮﺩ ﻛﻪﺍﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﺗﺎﺯﻩ ﻣﺘﻮﺟﻪ ﺷﺪﻩﺑﻮﺩﭼﻪ ﺍﺗﻔﺎﻗﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﺩﻣﯽﺍﻓﺘﺪ،ﻛﻤﯽ ﺧﻮﺩﺵﺭﺍﺭﻭﯼ ﺻﻨﺪﻟﯽﺟﺎﺑﺠﺎ ﻛﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﻠﻪ،ﺣﻖﺑﺎﺷﻤﺎﺳﺖ.ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎً ﻣﺘﺎﺳﻔﻢ.ﺭﺍﺳﺘﺶ ﻣﺎﺩﺍﺭﯾﻢﺍﺯﺑﯿﻤﺎﺭﺳﺘﺎﻧﯽ ﺑﺮﻣﯽﮔﺮﺩﯾﻢ ﻛﻪﻫﻤﺴﺮﻡ،ﻣﺎﺩﺭﻫﻤﯿﻦ ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎ0ﻧﯿﻢ ﺳﺎﻋﺖﭘﯿﺶ ﺩﺭﺁﻧﺠﺎﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﺍﺳﺖ..ﻣﻦ ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎً ﮔﯿﺠﻢﻭﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢ ﺑﺎﯾﺪﺑﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺑﭽﻪﻫﺎ ﭼﻪﺑﮕﻮﯾﻢ.ﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢ ﻛﻪ ﺧﻮﺩﻡﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﭼﻪ ﻛﺎﺭ ﻛﻨﻢﻭ...ﻭﺑﻐﻀﺶ ﺗﺮﻛﯿﺪ ﻭﺍﺷﻜﺶﺳﺮﺍﺯﯾﺮﺷﺪ«.ﺍﺳﺘﻔﺎﻥ ﻛﺎﻭﯼ ﺑﻼﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﭘﺲ ﺍﺯﻧﻘﻞﺍﯾﻦﺧﺎﻃﺮﻩ ﻣﯽﭘﺮﺳﺪ»:ﺻﺎﺩﻗﺎﻧﻪ ﺑﮕﻮﯾﯿﺪﺁﯾﺎﺍﻛﻨﻮﻥﺍﯾﻦ ﻭﺿﻌﯿﺖ ﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﻃﻮﺭﻣﺘﻔﺎﻭﺗﯽﻧﻤﯽﺑﯿﻨﯿﺪ؟ﭼﺮﺍ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻃﻮﺭ ﺍﺳﺖ؟ ﺁﯾﺎﺩﻟﯿﻠﯽ ﺑﻪﺟﺰ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﺍﺭﺩﻛﻪ ﻧﮕﺮﺵ ﺷﻤﺎ ﻧﺴﺒﺖﺑﻪ ﺁﻥﻣﺮﺩ ﻋﻮﺽﺷﺪﻩ ﺍﺳﺖ؟«ﻭ ﺧﻮﺩﺵﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪﻣﯽﺩﻫﺪ ﻛﻪ»:ﺭﺍﺳﺘﺶ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻮﺩﻡﻫﻢﺑﻼﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﻧﮕﺮﺷﻢﻋﻮﺽ ﺷﺪ ﻭﺩﻟﺴﻮﺯﺍﻧﻪ ﺑﻪﺁﻥ ﻣﺮﺩ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎً ﻣﺮﺍﺑﺒﺨﺸﯿﺪ.ﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﺴﺘﻢ.ﺁﯾﺎ ﻛﻤﻜﯽ ﺍﺯﺩﺳﺖﻣﻦ ﺳﺎﺧﺘﻪﺍﺳﺖ؟ ﻭ....ﺍﮔﺮ ﭼﻪ ﺗﺎ ﻫﻤﯿﻦ ﭼﻨﺪﻟﺤﻈﻪﭘﯿﺶ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺣﺖﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﻛﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻣﺮﺩﭼﻄﻮﺭﻣﯽﺗﻮﺍﻧﺪ ﺗﺎ ﺍﯾﻦﺍﻧﺪﺍﺯﻩ ﺑﯽﻣﻼﺣﻈﻪﺑﺎﺷﺪ0ﺍﻣﺎﻧﺎﮔﻬﺎﻥ ﺑﺎ ﺗﻐﯿﯿﺮﻧﮕﺮﺷﻢ ﻫﻤﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﻋﻮﺽﺷﺪ ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺯ ﺻﻤﯿﻢﻗﻠﺐ ﻣﯽﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢﻛﻪ ﻫﺮﻛﻤﻜﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﻢﺳﺎﺧﺘﻪ ﺍﺳﺖ ﺍﻧﺠﺎﻡﺑﺪﻫﻢ

ﺯﻧﺪﮔﻲ ﮔﻞ ﺳﺮﺧﻲ ﺍﺳﺖ ﻛﻪﮔﻠﺒﺮﮔﻬﺎﻳﺶ ﺧﻴﺎﻟﻲ ﻭ ﺧﺎﺭﻫﺎﻳﺶﻭﺍﻗﻌﻲ ﺍﺳﺖ .ﺳﺎﺩﮔﻲ ﺭﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ ﭼﻮﻥ ﺑﺎ ﺻﺪﺍﻗﺖﺍﺳﺖ ﻫﻴﭻ ﺩﺭﻭﻏﻲ ﺩﺭﺁﻥ ﺭﺍﻩﻧﺪﺍﺭﺩﻣﺎﻧﻨﺪﮐﻮﺩﮐﻲ ﺍﺳﺖ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺎ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻥﻣﻌﺼﻮﻡ ﺍﺵ ﺑﻪ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻣﻴﮑﻨﺪ ﻭﺑﺎﻣﻌﺼﻮﻣﻴﺖ ﺍﺵ ﻫﺰﺍﺭﺍﻥ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺑﻪ ﺩﻧﻴﺎﻣﻴﺰﻧﺪﺯﻧﺪﮔﻲ ﮐﺘﺎﺑﻲ ﺍﺳﺖ ﭘﺮﻣﺎﺟﺮﺍ ، ﻫﻴﭽﮕﺎﻩﺁﻧﺮﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺧﺎﻃﺮ ﻳﮏ ﻭﺭﻗﺶ ﺩﻭﺭ ﻣﻴﻨﺪﺍﺯﺑﺨﺸﻨﺪﮔﻲ ﺭﺍ ﺍﺯ ﮔﻞ ﺑﻴﺎﻣﻮﺯ، ﺯﻳﺮﺍ ﺣﺘﻲﺗﻪ ﻛﻔﺸﻲ ﻛﻪ ﻟﮕﺪﻣﺎﻟﺶ ﻣﻲﻛﻨﺪ ﺭﺍ ﻫﻢﺧﻮﺵ ﺑﻮ ﻣﻲﻛﻨﺪ

ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺪﺳﺎﺧﺘﻪ ﺍﻧﺪ...ﮐﺴﯽ ﺭﺍ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ،ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖﻧﻤﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ .ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ ، ﺗﻮﺩﻭﺳﺘﺶ ﻧﻤﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﯼﺍﻣﺎ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺶ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ﻭ ﺍﻭﻫﻢ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ ﺑﻪ ﺭﺳﻢ ﻭ ﺁﯾﯿﻦﻫﺮﮔﺰﺑﻪ ﻫﻢ ﻧﻤﯽ ﺭﺳﻨﺪﻭﺍﯾﻦ ﺭﻧﺞ ﺍﺳﺖ. ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﯾﻌﻨﯽ ﺍﯾﻦ ...ﺩﮐﺘﺮ ﻋﻠﯽ ﺷﺮﯾﻌﺘﯽ

ﭼﺘﺮ ﻫﺎ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺑﺴﺖ، ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺭﻓﺖ. ﻓﮑﺮ ﺭﺍ،ﺧﺎﻃﺮﻩ ﺭﺍ،ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺑﺮﺩ. ﺑﺎ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻣﺮﺩﻡ ﺷﻬﺮ،ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺭﻓﺖ. ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺭﺍ ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺩﯾﺪ.ﻋﺸﻖ ﺭﺍ،ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺟﺴﺖ. ﺯﯾﺮﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺑﺎ ﺯﻥ ﺧﻮﺍﺑﯿﺪ. ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺎﯾﺪﺑﺎﺯﯼ ﮐﺮﺩ. ﺯﯾﺮ ﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﭼﯿﺰ ﻧﻮﺷﺖ،ﺣﺮﻑ ﺯﺩ، ﻧﯿﻠﻮﻓﺮ ﮐﺎﺷﺖ. ﺳﻬﺮﺍﯼﺳﭙﻬﺮﯼ¤¤¤¤¤¤

ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﮐﯿﻨﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺖﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪ ﺯﺩﻡ،ﺧﺎﮎ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺷﻤﻦ ﺑﻮﺩﻣﻦ ﺑﺮ ﺧﺎﮎ ﺧﻔﺘﻢﭼﺮﺍ ﮐﻪ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽﺳﯿﺎﻫﯽ ﻧﯿﺴﺖﭼﺮﺍ ﮐﻪ ﺧﺎﮎ ﺧﻮﺏ ﺍﺳﺖﻣﻦ ﺑﺪ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﺍﻣﺎ ﺑﺪﯼ ﻧﺒﻮﺩﻡﺍﺯ ﺑﺪﯼ ﮔﺮﯾﺨﺘﻢﻭ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﻣﺮﺍ ﻧﻔﺮﯾﻦ ﮐﺮﺩﻭ ﺳﺎﻝ ﺑﺪﺭﺳﯿﺪ...ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺳﺘﺎﺭﻩ ﺍﻡ ﺭﺍ ﯾﺎﻓﺘﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﺭﺍﯾﺎﻓﺘﻢﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺷﮑﻮﻓﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻡﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﻭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻫﻤﻪﺍﻋﺘﺮﺍﻓﻬﺎﺳﺖﻣﻦ ﺭﺍﺳﺖ ﮔﻔﺘﻪ ﺍﻡ ﻭ ﮔﺮﯾﺴﺘﻪ ﺍﻡﻭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺑﺎﺭ ﺭﺍﺳﺖ ﻣﯽ ﮔﻮﯾﻢ ﺗﺎ ﺑﺨﻨﺪﻡﺯﯾﺮﺍ ﺁﺧﺮﯾﻦ ﺍﺷﮏ ﻣﻦ ﻧﺨﺴﺘﯿﻦﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪﻡﺑﻮﺩﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﺑﯽﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺪﯼ ﻧﺒﻮﺩﻡﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺷﻨﺎﺧﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﯾﺎﻓﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﻓﺘﻢﻭ ﻫﻤﻪ ﺣﺮﻓﻬﺎﯾﻢ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪ ﺳﺒﮏﺷﺪﻋﻘﺪﻩ ﻫﺎﯾﻢ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪ ﻫﻤﻪ ﺳﻨﮕﯿﻨﯽﻫﺎ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪﺑﺪﯼ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪﺳﻨﮓ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪﻋﻠﻒ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺷﺪﺩﺷﻤﻨﯽ ﺷﻌﺮﺷﺪﻫﻤﻪ ﺷﻌﺮ ﻫﺎ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﺷﺪﺁﺳﻤﺎﻥ ﻧﻐﻤﻪ ﺍﺵ ﺭﺍ ﺧﻮﺍﻧﺪﻣﺮﻍ ﻧﻐﻤﻪ ﺍﺵ ﺭﺍ ﺧﻮﺍﻧﺪﺁﺏ ﻧﻐﻤﻪ ﺍﺵ ﺭﺍ ﺧﻮﺍﻧﺪﺑﻪ ﺗﻮﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﮔﻨﺠﺸﮏ ﮐﻮﭼﮏ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺎﺵﺗﺎ ﺩﺭ ﺑﻬﺎﺭ ﺗﻮ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺭﺧﺘﯽ ﭘﺮ ﺷﮑﻮﻓﻪﺷﻮﻡﻭﺑﺮﻑ ﺁﺏ ﺷﺪ ﺷﮑﻮﻓﻪ ﺭﻗﺼﯿﺪ؛ ﺁﻓﺘﺎﺏﺩﺭﺁﻣﺪﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﻋﻮﺽ ﺷﺪﻡﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﻫﺎ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡﭼﺮﺍ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﻭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻫﻤﻪﺍﻗﺮﺍﺭﻫﺎﺳﺖ،ﺑﺰﺭﮔﺘﺮﯾﻦ ﺍﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﻫﺎﺳﺖﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺍﻗﺮﺍﺭﻫﺎﯾﻢ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡﺳﺎﻝ ﺑﺪ ﺭﻓﺖ ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺯﻧﺪﻩ ﺷﺪﻡﺗﻮ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪ ﺯﺩﯼ ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺮﺧﺎﺳﺘﻢﺩﻟﻢﻣﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺪ ﺧﻮﺏ ﺑﺎﺷﻢﺩﻟﻢ ﻣﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺪ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺷﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﻫﻤﯿﻦﺭﺍﺳﺖ ﻣﯽ ﮔﻮﯾﻢ،ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﻦ***************

ﺳﺮﺥ ﺷﺪ ﺁﯾﻨﻪ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮﻡ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮﮐﺎﺵ ﻓﺮﯾﺎﺩ ﺯﻧﺪ ﻣﻌﻨﯽ ﺁﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮﻣﮕﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺁﯾﻨﻪ ﻫﺎ ﻟﺐ ﺑﻪ ﺳﺨﻦ ﺑﮕﺸﺎﯾﻨﺪ ﮐﻪﭘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻧﮓ ﺳﮑﻮﺕ ﺍﺳﺖ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﻟﺒﺖﺍﯾﻨﮕﻮﻧﻪ ﻣﺨﻮﺭ ﺗﺎ ﻧﺨﻮﺭﯼ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻣﺮﺍ ﭼﺸﻢﻫﺎﯾﯽ ﻧﮕﺮﺍﻧﻨﺪ ﺑﻪ ﺭﺍﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺩﺭ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎﯼﺗﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﯾﺸﻪ ﻣﻦ ﻣﻐﻠﻮﺏ ﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﻬﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻋﺸﻖﮐﺴﯽ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ ﭘﻨﺎﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺁﻩ ﺍﮔﺮ ﺯﻟﻒ ﺗﻮﺩﺭ ﻗﺴﻤﺖ ﻣﺎ ﺣﻠﻘﻪ ﺷﻮﺩ ﻧﺮﺳﺪ ﻫﯿﭻﺳﭙﺎﻫﯽ ﺑﻪ ﺳﭙﺎﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻨﺮ ﻋﺎﺷﻘﯽﺍﻣﺮﻭﺯ ﭘﺴﻨﺪ ﻫﻤﻪ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ ﮐﻪ ﻣﺤﺒﺖ ﺷﺪﻩﺍﯾﻨﮕﻮﻧﻪ ﮔﻨﺎﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ

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==========================ﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﺯﻣﺰﻣﻪ ﮐﺮﺩ: ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺑﺰﻥ. ﻭﯾﮏ ﭼﮑﺎﻭﮎ ﺩﺭ ﻣﺮﻏﺰﺍﺭ ﻧﻐﻤﻪ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺍﺩ. ﮐﻮﺩﮎﻧﺸﻨﯿﺪ.ﺍﻭ ﻓﺮﯾﺎﺩ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ: ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ! ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺑﺰﻥﺻﺪﺍﯼ ﺭﻋﺪ ﻭ ﺑﺮﻕ ﺁﻣﺪ. ﺍﻣﺎ ﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﮔﻮﺵﻧﮑﺮﺩ. ﺍﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺩﻭﺭ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺵ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ! ﺑﮕﺬﺍﺭ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺒﯿﻨﻢ ﺳﺘﺎﺭﻩ ﺍﯼ ﺩﺭﺧﺸﯿﺪ.ﺍﻣﺎ ﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﻧﺪﯾﺪ. ﺍﻭ ﻓﺮﯾﺎﺩ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ! ﻣﻌﺠﺰﻩﮐﻦ ﻧﻮﺯﺍﺩﯼ ﭼﺸﻢ ﺑﻪ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﮔﺸﻮﺩ. ﺍﻣﺎﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﻧﻔﻬﻤﯿﺪ. ﺍﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺳﺮ ﻧﺎﺍﻣﯿﺪﯼ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺍﺩﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ: ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ ﺑﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺑﺰﻥ. ﺑﮕﺬﺍﺭ ﺑﺪﺍﻧﻢﮐﺠﺎﯾﯽ.ﺧﺪﺍ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦ ﺁﻣﺪ ﻭ ﺑﺮ ﺳﺮ ﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﺩﺳﺖﮐﺸﯿﺪ. ﺍﻣﺎ ﮐﻮﺩﮎ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻝ ﯾﮏ ﭘﺮﻭﺍﻧﻪ ﮐﺮﺩ. ﺍﻭﻫﯿﭻ ﺩﺭﻧﯿﺎﻓﺖ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺁﻧﺠﺎ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺷﺪ================================

ﮔﻔﺘﯽ ﮐﻪ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﯼ ﮔﻠﻪ ﺍﯼﻧﯿﺴﺖﺑﯿﻦ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺗﻮ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪﺍﯼﻧﯿﺴﺖﮔﻔﺘﻢ ﮐﻪ ﮐﻤﯽ ﺻﺒﺮ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻮﺵ ﺑﻪﻣﻦ ﮐﻦﮔﻔﺘﯽ ﮐﻪ ﻧﻪ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺑﺮﻡ ﺣﻮﺻﻠﻪ ﺍﯼﻧﯿﺴﺖﭘﺮﻭﺍﺯ ﻋﺠﺐ ﻋﺎﺩﺕ ..

ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺻﺪﺍﯼ ﺧﺮﺩﺷﺪﻧﺖ ﺯﯾﺮ ﭘﺎﯼ ﻋﺎﺑﺮﺍﻥ،ﺯﯾﺒﺎﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﺻﺪﺍﯼ ﭘﺎﺋﯿﺰ ﺍﺳﺖ ...ﺩﯾﮕﺮ ﭼﻪ ﻓﺮﻗﯽﻣﯽ ﮐﻨﺪ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺮﮒ ﺳﺒﺰ ﮐﺪﺍﻡ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﺑﺎﺷﯽ؟ﻋﺸﻖ ﻣﻦ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺵ ﻧﻪ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﺍﻳﻨﮑﻪ ﺩﺭ ﺍﻳﻦﺩﻧﻴﺎﯼ ﺑﺰﺭﮒ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﻢ. ﺗﻮ ﺑﺎﺵ ﺗﺎ ﺩﺭ ﺩﻧﻴﺎﯼﺑﺰﺭﮒ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﺋﻴﻢ، ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﺗﺮﻳﻦ ﺑﺎﺷﯽ...ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺳﺨﺖ ﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﺳﯿﻠﯽ ﺭﻭﺍﺯ ﮐﺴﯽ ﻣﯽﺧﻮﺭﯼ ﮐﻪ ﯾﻪ ﺭﻭﺯﯼ ﺑﻬﺘﺮﯾﻦ ﻧﻮﺍﺯﺷﮕﺮﺕ ﺑﻮﺩ...ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﺟﺎﺩﻩ ﻫﺎﯼ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺟﺴﺘﺠﻮﯼ ﻧﮕﺎﻩﺗﻮ ﺁﻣﺪﻩ ﺍﻡ ، ﭘﯿﺎﺩﻩ ، ﺍﯾﻦ ﺗﻮ ﻭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﭘﯿﻨﻪ ﻫﺎﯼﭘﺎﯼ ﻣﻦﺣﺎﻻ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺩﺭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺗﺮﺍﮐﻢ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﯾﯽ ، ﻣﻬﻤﺎﻥ ﺑﯽﭼﺮﺍﻍ ﻧﻤﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﯽﻫﺮﮔﺰﺩﺳﺘﻲ ﺭﺍ ﻧﮕﻴﺮ ﻭﻗﺘﻲ ﻗﺼﺪ ﺷﻜﺴﺘﻦﻗﻠﺒﺶ ﺭﺍ ﺩﺍﺭﻱ ﻫﺮﮔﺰﺑﻪ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﻲ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻧﻜﻦﻭﻗﺘﻲ ﻗﺼﺪ ﺩﺭﻭﻍ ﮔﻔﺘﻦ ﺩﺍﺭﻱ ﺑﻪ ﻛﺴﻲ ﻧﮕﻮﻛﻪ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﺍﻭﺳﺖ ﻭﻗﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﺩﺭ ﺫﻫﻨﺖ ﺑﻪ ﺩﻳﮕﺮﻱﻓﻜﺮ ﻣﻴﻜﻨﻲ ﻗﻠﺒﻲ ﺭﺍ ﻗﻔﻞ ﻧﻜﻦ ﻭﻗﺘﻲ ﻛﻠﻴﺪﺵﺭﺍ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻱ...ﺩﻟﻢ ﺩﺭ ﺷﻬﺮ ﻏﺮﺑﺖ ﺑﯽ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﺍﺳﺖ , ﺑﻪ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻝﺗﻮ ﺩﺭ ﺷﺐ ﺭﻫﺴﭙﺎﺭ ﺍﺳﺖ , ﻭﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮﮐﻪﻣﯿﮕﯿﺮﻡ ﺳﺮﺍﻏﺖ , ﺟﻮﺍﺑﻢ ﺍﻧﺘﻈﺎﺭ ﻭ ﺍﻧﺘﻈﺎﺭﺍﺳﺖ

*ﻭﻗﺘﯽﮔﺮﯾﺒﺎﻥﻋﺪﻡﺑﺎﺩﺳﺖﺧﻠﻘﺖﻣﯽﺩﺭﯾﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﺍﺑﺪﭼﺸﻢﺗﻮﺭﺍﭘﯿﺶﺍﺯﺍﺯﻝﻣﯽﺁﻓﺮﯾﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻧﺎﺯ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﺭ ﺁﺳﻤﺎﻥ ﻫﺎ ﻣﯽﮐﺸﯿﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﻋﻄﺶ ﻃﻌﻢﺗﻮ ﺭﺍﺑﺎ ﺍﺷﮏ ﻫﺎﯾﻢﻣﯽ ﭼﺸﯿﺪﻣﻦ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﭼﺸﻤﺖ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻧﻪ ﻋﻘﻞ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭﻧﻪ ﺩﻟﯽﭼﯿﺰﯼﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢﺍﺯﺍﯾﻦﺩﯾﻮﺍﻧﮕﯽﻭﻋﺎﻗﻠﯽﯾﮏﺁﻥ ﺷﺪ ﺍﯾﻦﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺷﺪﻥ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﻫﻤﺎﻥﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺑﻮﺩﺁﻥﺩﻡﮐﻪﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﺖﻣﺮﺍﺍﺯﻋﻤﻖﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﻢ ﺭﺑﻮﺩﻭﻗﺘﯽﮐﻪﻣﻦﻋﺎﺷﻖﺷﺪﻡﺷﯿﻄﺎﻥﺑﻪﻧﺎﻣﻢ ﺳﺠﺪﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﺁﺩﻡ ﺯﻣﯿﻨﯽ ﺗﺮ ﺷﺪ ﻭ ﻋﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﻪ ﺁﺩﻡ ﺳﺠﺪﻩﮐﺮﺩﻣﻦﺑﻮﺩﻡﻭﭼﺸﻤﺎﻥﺗﻮﻧﻪﺁﺗﺸﯽﻭﻧﻪﮔﻠﯽﭼﯿﺰﯼﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢﺍﺯﺍﯾﻦﺩﯾﻮﺍﻧﮕﯽﻭﻋﺎﻗﻠﯽ***********************

*ﻭﻗﺘﯽﮔﺮﯾﺒﺎﻥﻋﺪﻡﺑﺎﺩﺳﺖﺧﻠﻘﺖﻣﯽﺩﺭﯾﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﺍﺑﺪﭼﺸﻢﺗﻮﺭﺍﭘﯿﺶﺍﺯﺍﺯﻝﻣﯽﺁﻓﺮﯾﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻧﺎﺯ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺩﺭ ﺁﺳﻤﺎﻥ ﻫﺎ ﻣﯽﮐﺸﯿﺪﻭﻗﺘﯽﻋﻄﺶ ﻃﻌﻢﺗﻮ ﺭﺍﺑﺎ ﺍﺷﮏ ﻫﺎﯾﻢﻣﯽ ﭼﺸﯿﺪﻣﻦ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﭼﺸﻤﺖ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻧﻪ ﻋﻘﻞ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭﻧﻪ ﺩﻟﯽﭼﯿﺰﯼﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢﺍﺯﺍﯾﻦﺩﯾﻮﺍﻧﮕﯽﻭﻋﺎﻗﻠﯽﯾﮏﺁﻥ ﺷﺪ ﺍﯾﻦﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺷﺪﻥ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﻫﻤﺎﻥﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺑﻮﺩﺁﻥﺩﻡﮐﻪﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﺖﻣﺮﺍﺍﺯﻋﻤﻖﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﻢ ﺭﺑﻮﺩﻭﻗﺘﯽﮐﻪﻣﻦﻋﺎﺷﻖﺷﺪﻡﺷﯿﻄﺎﻥﺑﻪﻧﺎﻣﻢ ﺳﺠﺪﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﺁﺩﻡ ﺯﻣﯿﻨﯽ ﺗﺮ ﺷﺪ ﻭ ﻋﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﻪ ﺁﺩﻡ ﺳﺠﺪﻩﮐﺮﺩﻣﻦﺑﻮﺩﻡﻭﭼﺸﻤﺎﻥﺗﻮﻧﻪﺁﺗﺸﯽﻭﻧﻪﮔﻠﯽﭼﯿﺰﯼﻧﻤﯽﺩﺍﻧﻢﺍﺯﺍﯾﻦﺩﯾﻮﺍﻧﮕﯽﻭﻋﺎﻗﻠﯽ***********************

e)Agar baran budam anghadrmibaridam ta ghobarghamhayat shoste shavad.agarparvane budam gerd mohabbate tomicharkhidam .chegune tosif konamto ra ke sharmandeye yas sepidenegahat nashavam morvaridashkam ra nesarat khaham kardmanand shabnami dar barabarekhorshid mohabat to soud mikonam