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قضا خواهم کرد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-8413593742060311122?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8413593742060311122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=8413593742060311122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8413593742060311122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8413593742060311122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='قضای جان'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-8557380153363748508</id><published>2009-02-18T20:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:40:29.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>بی وفا طبیب</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;تنم رنجور و جانم پر ز حسرت از طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;رقیب  آمد  به  بالینم  دریغا  از طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;به بستر چون فتادم از بلایش زار و خسته&lt;br /&gt;نکرد آخر نگاهی سوی ما حاذق طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;به تیماری و دلجویی نیامد آن حبیبم&lt;br /&gt;مگر حال پریشم را ندیدست آن طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دو چشمان خرابش مرهمی بر هرچه درد است&lt;br /&gt;نصیب از نوش ِ دارویش نکردست آن طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دلم مجروح و پیکان بلا در جان ولیکن&lt;br /&gt;هلاکم به که درمان گیرم از ظالم طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دگر خورشید رویش را نجوید چشم ِ تارم&lt;br /&gt;که زین پس درد و درمانی نچینم زان طبیبم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;پنج شنبه، یکم اسفند ماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و هفت&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-8557380153363748508?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8557380153363748508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=8557380153363748508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8557380153363748508'/><link rel='self' 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خون چشم جوشانش چه سان مکنون کند&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flixya.com/video/1519905/Poor_Iranian_Family_Speaking" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SYEN0NwlZsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ihIoct_lGjc/s320/poor_family.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296529827462211266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-9168471493287913661?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/9168471493287913661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7621594172301535871</id><published>2009-01-13T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:09:50.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>توسن خاطر</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;دوش در خواب ای نگارینا به دیدار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;مرحبا، بر این دل مجروح خونبار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فاش گو، رحمی بر این مسکین شیدا برده ای&lt;br /&gt;یا که ره گم کرده و بر بوی اغیار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;نیّتت هرچه بودست ای خُمار می پرست&lt;br /&gt;روح پرور چون دم عیسی به این کار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تا که خورشید رخت بر کنج این خاطر فتاد&lt;br /&gt;زَمهریر هجر تو بر من چو گلزار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;چون لبان شکرت به گفتار درآمد آن دم&lt;br /&gt;شوری اندر خلوتگه این جان بیمار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مردم چشم سعید از شوق پیکان نگاهت&lt;br /&gt;چون سپر با توسن خاطر به پیکار آمدی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;سه شنبه، بیست و چهارم دی ماه یکهزار و 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3733180141554658095</id><published>2008-12-24T02:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:11:43.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>در محضر شیخ اجل</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;سعدی:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;خود کرده بود غارت عشقش حوالی دل    &lt;br /&gt;بازم به یک شبیخون بر ملک اندرون زد.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;سعید:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;خود کرده بود غارت عشقش حوالی دل&lt;br /&gt;بی زحمت شبیخون بر جان نشان خود زد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;گر آن لطیف عیار قصد دلم نماید&lt;br /&gt;جان و تمام اجزا باید به صد طبق زد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;پی نوشت:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;من بی مایه که باشم که کنم عیب به سعدی&lt;br /&gt;شرر نگاه آن یار آتش بر این زبان زد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3733180141554658095?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3733180141554658095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3733180141554658095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3733180141554658095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3733180141554658095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_24.html' title='در محضر شیخ اجل'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-4894431322433084922</id><published>2008-12-15T22:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:53:11.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>کوی سلیمان</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;شرح تطاولت را چون بر زبان برانم&lt;br /&gt;کز شرم روی خوبت فارغ ز ملک جانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;صد دفترم نشاید تحریر این غم هجر&lt;br /&gt;بل خود ز یک جفایت منظومه ای توانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;در حیرتم که چون گشت خونخوار عالم آن مَه&lt;br /&gt;من زان دو چشم جادو جز مرحمت ندانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شاهین خوش خرامم شد صید آن کمندت&lt;br /&gt;اکنون به بوی بسمل به دام تو روانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دیگر نشان نماندست زان خاتم سلیمان&lt;br /&gt;در دولت تو ای جان مسکین بی نشانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دست تظلم آرد هرکس جفا بدیدست&lt;br /&gt;بر من شَرَنگ جورت چون شَهد بر زبانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دیگر مجو سراغم کآخر مرا نماندست&lt;br /&gt;خوشتر ز خاک کویت مأوایی و مکانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;جان سعید دیریست معتکف غمت شد&lt;br /&gt;شاید به این دعایش چشمی به تو رسانم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دوشنبه، بیست و پنجم آذر ماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و هفت&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-4894431322433084922?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4894431322433084922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=4894431322433084922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/4894431322433084922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/4894431322433084922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='کوی سلیمان'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-6159293250442421488</id><published>2008-11-06T01:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:30:39.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>طرّه طرّار</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;چشم طرّار تو در وادی هجران صبر از کف من پاک ربوده است&lt;br /&gt;از باد صبا باز بپرسید که صد عربده از میخانه عشقت بشنیده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تا از دشنه مژگان تو شیدا دل من خون به کف آورد&lt;br /&gt;بر خاک رهت مردم چشم از خون دلم سرمه کشیده است. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;صید دل مجنون مرا حاجت گیسوی کمند تو نبود&lt;br /&gt;کاین لاشه بی جان، خود از آن غمزه مستانه به بند تو رمیده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;آن نرگس عاشق کش بیدادگرت را شرری بود&lt;br /&gt;کآتش به نهانخانه این دیر خراباتِ دل ریش فتاده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;خرمن زهد مرا سوخته بینی عجبت نَبوَد کاین&lt;br /&gt;آتشی بود کزآن شوق وصالت دل مشتاق نهاده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;چشم مشتاق نظرباز مرا که به دیدار تو خوگر شده بود&lt;br /&gt;نومید مکن که بی روی تو ای جان جهان در دل من خار فراق تو خلیده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;گر ملامت کنی و جرم آن نرگس مخمور خطاکار بپوشی&lt;br /&gt;صد لاله دلالت کنمت کز داغ نظر بر دل غمدیده دمیده است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بازآی و نظر از سر رأفت تو بر این کشته بیانداز&lt;br /&gt;کز مژده وصلت رمقی بر تن بی جان سعیدم بدمیده است.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;چهارشنبه، پانزدهم آبانماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و هفت&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-6159293250442421488?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6159293250442421488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-2443331446048360654</id><published>2008-10-25T16:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:41:01.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>میعاد</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;برخیز، &lt;br /&gt;        قدم در راه نه،&lt;br /&gt;             به میعاد خوانده شدی.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;پای لرزان مکن از تاریکی،&lt;br /&gt;     چشمان کم فروغت به ظلمت این شب تار خو کرده است،&lt;br /&gt;               خورشید نگاهش دیربازیست که از چشمانت رو گرفته است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تمنای لبت را جوابی نیست،&lt;br /&gt;     تشنگیت را در خواهش چشمانت نهادی و &lt;br /&gt;                                       سر نیاز بر آستانش گذاردی.&lt;br /&gt;     به امید باران نگاهش آتش شوق در دل افروختی،&lt;br /&gt;                       ذره ذره جان را در آن گداختی و سوختی.&lt;br /&gt;     کور سوی چشمانت از شرر تکه جانیست&lt;br /&gt;                                    که هنوز در شوق سوختن است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;در نشیب این سنگلاخ،&lt;br /&gt;                پای کشان،&lt;br /&gt;                      سو سوی آخرین ستاره شب را&lt;br /&gt;                               که دگر برایت نمی سوزد دنبال کن.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;به درگاه آمده ای،&lt;br /&gt;       حاجت به در کوفتنت نیست،&lt;br /&gt;            شانه های شکسته از بار فراقت با این در آشناست،&lt;br /&gt;                 زلال آخرین قطره اشکت زمزمه گر اسم شب است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;در پس در،&lt;br /&gt;      نگار به انتظار خسته ات،&lt;br /&gt;          در کمین است&lt;br /&gt;                که به قتلت برهاند.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شنبه، چهارم آبان ماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و هفت&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-2443331446048360654?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3363542010835536897</id><published>2008-10-21T18:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:54:47.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>سوگ اطلسی</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;غروبی سخت سنگین است&lt;br /&gt;    هوا دم کرده و دلگیر&lt;br /&gt;          دلها پیر&lt;br /&gt;             شبی سرد در پیش است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;سوسوی ستاره ات&lt;br /&gt;  در پس این ابر سیاه&lt;br /&gt;      در هیاهوی خواب خفتگان&lt;br /&gt;             مرگ اطلسی ها را نظاره است.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;نگاه هرزه دخترکان روسپی&lt;br /&gt;     تابوت شرم را کوچه به کوچه به طواف می برد&lt;br /&gt;         در پس کوچه، قلبی از هراس دل باختن می تپد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دخترک همسایه گل یاس باغچه را آب نمی دهد&lt;br /&gt;     در جعبه آبرنگش رنگ نجابت نیست&lt;br /&gt;           مداد حیایش کند شده است&lt;br /&gt;                  در کوله پشتی اش نسترن جا نمی شود.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   تپش لبهای عشق را&lt;br /&gt;       دوباره برایم ترانه کن&lt;br /&gt;            شوق رفتن و جاری شدن را&lt;br /&gt;                 برایم زمزمه کن&lt;br /&gt;                      خشکی مرداب را چشم انتظارم ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;یکشنبه، پنجم آذر ماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و پنج&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3363542010835536897?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3363542010835536897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3363542010835536897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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به خون دیده عرض حالی  &lt;br /&gt;               که خراج دل بدادم دگر از برم چه خواهی  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بر این تن ضعیفم خدنگ هجر بنشست          &lt;br /&gt;           سپر از میان فکندم به وفات من کی آیی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;آن جوی که کِشته ام را سبب بقا از آن بود &lt;br /&gt;          سیلاب شد از سرشکم به نجات این غریق نایی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; درخت ناتوان جسمم دیریست خمیده در گذارت   &lt;br /&gt;       تا کی آفتاب چشمت برساندش شعاعی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دل دردمندم ای جان مرهمی نه از وصالت       &lt;br /&gt;        این فتاده فراقت نیست بضاعتش جز آهی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اگرت مجال بودی قدمی بنه به کویت           &lt;br /&gt;           که نسیم خاک آن کوی برساندم حیاتی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;جهدها من بکردم که رسم به بارگاهت          &lt;br /&gt;         همه راه بسته دیدم و نبود کوره راهی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;هلال آن کمندت کی از پس ابر برون بیاید    &lt;br /&gt;           که زظلمت غیابت نبرد راه هیچ سواری&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دگرم نمانده امید که جان برم ز دستت      &lt;br /&gt;              مگر نوازی از لطف سعید را به نگاهی&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;سه شنبه، پنجم شهریورماه یکهزار و سیصد و هشتاد و هفت&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-1281854077002786827?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1281854077002786827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=1281854077002786827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1281854077002786827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1281854077002786827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='بسم رب کل جمیل'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-5056368043464043462</id><published>2007-05-15T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:10:06.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ُعطر تو</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;چگونه تو را فریاد بزنم که خیمه چشمانت راه نفس را بسته است&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اولین طلوع حضورت، شراره نگاهت بود که از مشرق چشمانت تا عمق وجودم را درنوردید و درونم را چنان گداخت که آفتابت هرگز از خاطرم غروب نکرد&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;چه سخت است نهان کردنت در اندرونی دل که دگر تاب حجم بودنت را نیست&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مردمک خیالم هنوز در حلقه چشمانت گرفتار، و کوچه باغ خاطره ام سرمست از عطر یاس توست&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باید می دانستم که آمدنت را خیال آتش نشاندن نبود…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;یک شنبه، بیست و سوم اردیبهشت ماه یکهزاروسیصدوهشتادوشش&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-5056368043464043462?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5056368043464043462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=5056368043464043462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5056368043464043462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5056368043464043462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='ُعطر تو'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-4549341775473554492</id><published>2007-04-14T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:29:46.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Adventure Begin</title><content type='html'>If you didn't make mistakes, it might just simply mean that you were not attempting great things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3522340199266466730</id><published>2007-04-14T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:36:29.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say No To Plastic Bags!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RiB4wArXoDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q-lKIVGlXEw/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RiB4wArXoDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q-lKIVGlXEw/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053171548120653874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you have ever happened to shop at nofrills or foodbasics, you have noticed that you have to pay 5&amp;cent for each plastic bag. I always asked myself why they tease costumers for just five cents? Who cares if someone uses a couple of more bags to pack his stuff instead of cramming them into fewer bags? How costly and important it could be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out that it's very important!! A plastic grocery bag takes approximately &lt;b&gt;1000&lt;/b&gt; years to decompose, and about 100 billion plastic bags are distributed annually worldwide. It was the sad part of the story! But the interesting side of the story is that there has been &lt;b&gt;95%&lt;/b&gt; drop in Ikea plastic-bag use in Britain since it started charging 5&amp;cent for bags last springs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great saving in plastic junk!! Let's say no to the more use of plastic bags by recycling them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3522340199266466730?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3522340199266466730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3522340199266466730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3522340199266466730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3522340199266466730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-no-to-plastic-bags.html' title='Say No To Plastic Bags!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RiB4wArXoDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q-lKIVGlXEw/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3322301317045839525</id><published>2007-04-07T18:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:06:02.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Leave Me...</title><content type='html'>I will give you a kingdom where love will be the king, where love will be the law, and where you will be queen...&lt;br /&gt;I offer you pearls of rain coming from countries where it never rains...&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne Me Quitte Pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZSAkCdLzkg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SLTD-3_MrXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J73RwIKwr5U/s320/Pic_NmQuittepas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239027751487057266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Il faut oublier&lt;br /&gt;Tout peut s'oublier&lt;br /&gt;Qui s'enfuit déjà&lt;br /&gt;Oublier le temps&lt;br /&gt;Des malentendus&lt;br /&gt;Et le temps perdu&lt;br /&gt;A savoir comment&lt;br /&gt;Oublier ces heures&lt;br /&gt;Qui tuaient parfois&lt;br /&gt;A coups de pourquoi&lt;br /&gt;Le cœur du bonheur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi je t'offrirai&lt;br /&gt;Des perles de pluie&lt;br /&gt;Venues de pays&lt;br /&gt;Où il ne pleut pas&lt;br /&gt;Je creuserai la terre&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu'après ma mort&lt;br /&gt;Pour couvrir ton corps&lt;br /&gt;D'or et de lumière&lt;br /&gt;Je ferai un domaine&lt;br /&gt;Où l'amour sera roi&lt;br /&gt;Où l'amour sera loi&lt;br /&gt;Où tu seras reine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Je t'inventerai&lt;br /&gt;Des mots insensés&lt;br /&gt;Que tu comprendras&lt;br /&gt;Je te parlerai&lt;br /&gt;De ces amants-là&lt;br /&gt;Qui ont vu deux fois&lt;br /&gt;Leurs cœurs s'embraser&lt;br /&gt;Je te raconterai&lt;br /&gt;L'histoire de ce roi&lt;br /&gt;Mort de n'avoir pas&lt;br /&gt;Pu te rencontrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a vu souvent&lt;br /&gt;Rejaillir le feu&lt;br /&gt;D'un ancien volcan&lt;br /&gt;Qu'on croyait trop vieux&lt;br /&gt;Il est paraît-il&lt;br /&gt;Des terres brûlées&lt;br /&gt;Donnant plus de blé&lt;br /&gt;Qu'un meilleur avril&lt;br /&gt;Et quand vient le soir&lt;br /&gt;Pour qu'un ciel flamboie&lt;br /&gt;Le rouge et le noir&lt;br /&gt;Ne s'épousent-ils pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Je ne vais plus pleurer&lt;br /&gt;Je ne vais plus parler&lt;br /&gt;Je me cacherai là&lt;br /&gt;A te regarder&lt;br /&gt;Danser et sourire&lt;br /&gt;Et à t'écouter&lt;br /&gt;Chanter et puis rire&lt;br /&gt;Laisse-moi devenir&lt;br /&gt;L'ombre de ton ombre&lt;br /&gt;L'ombre de ta main&lt;br /&gt;L'ombre de ton chien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas&lt;br /&gt;Ne me quitte pas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3322301317045839525?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3322301317045839525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3322301317045839525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3322301317045839525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3322301317045839525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-leave-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Leave Me...'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SLTD-3_MrXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J73RwIKwr5U/s72-c/Pic_NmQuittepas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7970790988398417209</id><published>2007-04-03T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:56:53.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate the moment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RhMFLDq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCNPdboz1-A/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RhMFLDq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCNPdboz1-A/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049385294734062866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;همه ما خودمان را چنين متقاعد ميكنيم كه با ازدواج زندگي بهتري خواهيم داشت، &lt;br /&gt;وقتي بچه دار شويم بهتر خواهد شد، و با به دنيا آمدن بچه‌هاي بعدي زندگي بهتر...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;با خود ميگوييم زندگي وقتي بهتر خواهد شد كه :&lt;br /&gt;همسرمان رفتارش را عوض كند،&lt;br /&gt;يك ماشين شيكتر داشته باشيم،&lt;br /&gt;بچه هايمان ازدواج كنند،&lt;br /&gt;به مرخصي برويم &lt;br /&gt;و در نهايت بازنشسته شويم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حقيقت اين است كه براي خوشبختي، هيچ زماني بهتر از همين الآن وجود ندارد. &lt;br /&gt;اگر الآن نه، پس كي؟ زندگي همواره پر از چالش است.&lt;br /&gt;بهتر اين است كه اين واقعيت را بپذيريم و تصميم بگيريم كه با وجود همه اين مسائل، &lt;br /&gt;شاد و خوشبخت زندگي كنيم.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;خيالمان ميرسد كه زندگي، همان زندگي دلخواه، &lt;br /&gt;موقعي شروع ميشود كه موانعي كه سر راهمان هستند ، كنار بروند:&lt;br /&gt; مشكلي كه هم اكنون با آن دست و پنجه نرم ميكنيم، &lt;br /&gt; كاري كه بايد تمام كنيم، &lt;br /&gt; زماني كه بايد براي كاري صرف كنيم، &lt;br /&gt; بدهي‌هايي كه بايد پرداخت كنيم و ...  &lt;br /&gt;بعد از آن زندگي ما، زيبا و لذت بخش خواهد بود! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بعد از آنكه همه اينها را تجربه كرديم، &lt;br /&gt;تازه مي فهميم كه زندگي، همين چيزهايي است كه ما آنها را موانع مي‌شناسيم. &lt;br /&gt;اين بصيرت به ما ياري ميدهد تا دريابيم كه جاده‌اي بسوي خوشبختي وجود ندارد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;خوشبختي، خودٍ همين جاده است&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-7970790988398417209?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7970790988398417209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=7970790988398417209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7970790988398417209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7970790988398417209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/04/appreciate-moment.html' title='Appreciate the moment!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RhMFLDq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCNPdboz1-A/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-8486487410953673892</id><published>2007-03-31T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T19:28:20.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible Life Choice!</title><content type='html'>I stumbled across some episodes of Simpsons about graduate students. You will find it hilarious if you have not watched it yet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible life choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/player2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="395" FLASHVARS="vidurl=http://images.mickomix.multiply.com/content/movie/mickomix:video:5/mickomix/5.flv/HkaULdNB,tATYlhXQAnUNA/flash&amp;vidlength=19&amp;numericid=5&amp;userid=mickomix&amp;baseurl=http://uniplgaaaqckowqbezr5pti.multiply.com" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No food until you finish grading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/player2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="395" FLASHVARS="vidurl=http://images.mickomix.multiply.com/content/movie/mickomix:video:6/mickomix/6.flv/aUcRqVCIhQNCIwMJ87qWdQ/flash&amp;vidlength=18&amp;numericid=6&amp;userid=mickomix&amp;baseurl=http://uniplgaaaqckowqbezr5pti.multiply.com" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-8486487410953673892?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8486487410953673892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=8486487410953673892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8486487410953673892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8486487410953673892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/03/terrible-life-choice.html' title='Terrible Life Choice!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-5768240548091155113</id><published>2007-03-27T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:30:47.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I see your smile and raise you a wink and a giggle :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RgnOJZywrPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MCOV2MbkUFk/s1600-h/289010_88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RgnOJZywrPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MCOV2MbkUFk/s320/289010_88.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046791518383287538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it wonderful that we can change the world with a simple smile? A friendly smile has a tremendous power that can make a strong positive energy and blast the mind of the receiver! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe in the positive and negative energy! Scientifically speaking, whatever we think is nothing but some electrical pulses generated in our brain that result in an electromagnetic wave emitted into the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile has an amazing positive energy that arouses happiness and joy in both the receiver and the giver. Your emotion resonates with that of the receiver, and you get a smile back when you smile at someone. It's not just about the inner feelings of them, but the atmosphere and the whole universe has been changed by this smile. This positive electromagnetic wave has been emitted and fills the universe with positive energy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can certainly make a difference with just a smile. It doesn't have to have a reason. It's something that you can't give away; it always comes back to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-5768240548091155113?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5768240548091155113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=5768240548091155113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5768240548091155113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5768240548091155113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-see-your-smile-and-raise-you-wink-and.html' title='I see your smile and raise you a wink and a giggle :)'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RgnOJZywrPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MCOV2MbkUFk/s72-c/289010_88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-1501296536079777461</id><published>2007-03-19T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:08:08.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rf85JtmV8xI/AAAAAAAAAH8/J6ffpQ3NFCo/s1600-h/b8n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rf85JtmV8xI/AAAAAAAAAH8/J6ffpQ3NFCo/s320/b8n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043812946700268306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 21 marks the Persian new year. The spring is on the way and I can sniff it even here in Canada. Though it doesn't exactly look like the new years that we had back home, thanks to the wonderful friends that the warmth of their hearts and their unconditional love have made such an amazing spring and new year for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like to take this opportunity to congratulate the new year to all Iranians and wish them all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Saeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-1501296536079777461?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1501296536079777461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=1501296536079777461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1501296536079777461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1501296536079777461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rf85JtmV8xI/AAAAAAAAAH8/J6ffpQ3NFCo/s72-c/b8n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-6579777783959288371</id><published>2007-03-07T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:25:07.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse of Sparta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.300themovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Re9i4DkX-eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iuypofZsJQA/s320/300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039355223220943330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.300themovie.com" target="_blank"&gt;300&lt;/a&gt; is the new product of Warner Bros. Pictures, and will be screened from Friday, March 9. The movie is about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Thermopylae" target="_blank"&gt;Battle of Thermopylae&lt;/a&gt; that happened at 480 B.C between Persians and Greeks. Although Persians won the battle, they suffered from heavy loss that eventually led to the victory of Greeks in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Salamis" target="_blank"&gt;Battle of Salamis&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An online &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/wpci96c/petition.html" target="_blank"&gt;petition&lt;/a&gt; has been launched, calling this an unethical action for picturing Persians as some savage barbarians. I came across a second opinion, &lt;a href="http://www.iranian.com/Shorts/2007/march2007.html#7b" target="_blank"&gt;The ridiculous truth&lt;/a&gt;, by Nema Milaninia. Please share your thoughts if you feel strong either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the Nema's article: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The ridiculous truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most ridiculous petitions I have every seen in my entire life and the fact that a “Dr.” drafted it and that over 2,500 people signed it is even more ridiculous. The petitioned is drafted as an attack against the movie 300 for its “inaccurate” portrayal of the “Persians.”  Actually, its more a petition that states “Persians are the best, we conquered the world but of course we would never kill people to do it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, who ever said that 300 is intended in any way to be a documentary of historical events. I saw ogres, freaks, rhino’s being ridden, and other supernatural creatures.  You would have to be brain-dead to actually think that a genius like Frank Miller intended to reflect real-life events, than simply create a stylish battle movie.  Think about it, its like Christians attacking the Mel Brooks movie History of the World for being historically inaccurate because it shows a waiter bugging Jesus during the last supper.  These movies are not intended to be a historical account and everyone knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it’s pretty disappointing to see so many Iranians in an outrage against this movie when there’s so many more important and bigger issues out there, such as, lets see, a possible war on Iran which could cause thousands of deaths, the abduction of female activists in Iran, the continual deprivation of human rights in Iran and in the US.  I’ve signed petition on these issues, and in general, they don’t usually garner more than 1000 people.  Its really shocking to see how double that amount care more about attacking a movie and in essence attacking freedom of speech, then for promoting it in a country which represses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I can’t help discussing this beautiful line of cultural arrogance in the petition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Based on the Zoroastrian doctrine, it was the strong emphasis on honesty and integrity that gave the ancient Persians credibility to rule the world, even in the eyes of the people belonging to the conquered nations (Herodotus, mid 5th century B.C). Truth for the sake of truth, was the universal motto and the very core of the Persian culture that was followed not only by the great kings, but even the ordinary Persians made it a point to adhere to this code of conduct.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Persians did not expand through organic growth and love for their culture.  They did so through conquest, which by its very nature requires bloodshed. The fact that the Persians continuously tried to subdue the Greeks is evidence of their imperialist desires more than anything else.  If the Persians only cared about “truth” and credibility, then why in the world would they seek to conquer a country that was resisting them?  The fact is, the Persians were no different than any other empire in the past or present.  They conquered through their military, stripped their enemies of freedom, and instituted a systematic tribute to tax each province.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, one could argue that the Persians gave those they conquered many things as well, such as a postal system and some form of human rights But then again, that’s precisely the argument the British have used to justify colonialism in India, South Africa, Kenya and other places.  Even were that to be true, it truly takes someone culturally egocentric to believe that there could ever be an empire which expanded through virtue rather than bloodshed.  In the end, the movie itself displays no ignorance of history because its clearly intended to be fictional. Unfortunately, the same can’t be said for the people who created and signed the petition against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-6579777783959288371?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6579777783959288371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=6579777783959288371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/6579777783959288371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/6579777783959288371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/03/curse-of-sparta.html' title='The Curse of Sparta'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Re9i4DkX-eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iuypofZsJQA/s72-c/300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-2288930519807907858</id><published>2007-02-24T03:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:07:34.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Documentary Movie About Iran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=4679426685869498072" target="_blank"&gt;Rageh Inside Iran&lt;/a&gt; is a documentary that ventures inside the so-called misunderstood country of Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other documentaries focusing on dark sides of Iran and Iranian society, he tries to portray a realistic and vibrant picture of Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rageh meets with local people to hear their personal stories and feelings about the current state of affairs in Iran. There are stories of taxi drivers, wrestlers, business women, people working with drug addicts and the country's leading pop star and his manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjgl6ClLh7w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjgl6ClLh7w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-2288930519807907858?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2288930519807907858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=2288930519807907858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/2288930519807907858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/2288930519807907858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/02/documentary-movie-about-iran.html' title='Documentary Movie About Iran'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-9076439723377387253</id><published>2007-02-23T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:18:55.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Your First Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rd9iDKW73XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Oe3LEXFJDx0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rd9iDKW73XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Oe3LEXFJDx0/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034850714883186034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is the first day of the rest of your life! Do something that makes your first day. Start with a positive attitude and plan to do your best. Try to make a difference...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-9076439723377387253?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/9076439723377387253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=9076439723377387253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/9076439723377387253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/9076439723377387253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/02/make-our-day.html' title='Make Your First Day...'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rd9iDKW73XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Oe3LEXFJDx0/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7573920046018895909</id><published>2007-02-10T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:10:40.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished business...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rc4hOlxsheI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ltzI-YcGuzc/s1600-h/end.trimmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rc4hOlxsheI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ltzI-YcGuzc/s320/end.trimmed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029994368361858530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imagine, just for a moment, that you have only one day left,  and this is it... There is not much time to finish up everything. You've got to begin with most important unfinished business. What you will be doing first? Telling someone that you love her and you have never dared to do so? Begging someone to forgive you? or may be just giving a warm hug filled with love and affection? Whatever it is, it's got to be worth spending last minutes of your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we never know when our time comes. We better always think what to do first and appreciate the precious gifts we are nearly unaware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single second counts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-7573920046018895909?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7573920046018895909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=7573920046018895909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7573920046018895909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7573920046018895909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/02/unfinished-business.html' title='Unfinished business...'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rc4hOlxsheI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ltzI-YcGuzc/s72-c/end.trimmed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-1327155604883615041</id><published>2007-02-09T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:26:07.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Playing God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RcwUJlxshcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OiqN8VQ81TQ/s1600-h/pregnancy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RcwUJlxshcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OiqN8VQ81TQ/s320/pregnancy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029417038857930178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carmela Bousada, a 67-year-old retired Spanish department store clerk, gave birth to twin boys Dec. 29 in Barcelona and became the world's oldest new mother! She became pregnant with the aid of fertility medicine. But the cutoff age in her fertility clinic is 55, and she had to lie to cover up her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question raised by critics is whether aging parents will be able to cope with toddlers at retirement age. Furthermore, women over 50 face an increased risk of pregnancy complications, such as diabetes and high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, pregnancy decision seems to be very personal thing. "That's like taking a 25-year-old parent with seven kids living on welfare, who smokes and abuses her children and saying that she's a good parent just because she's young", says Jan Andersen, who runs www.mothersover40.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-1327155604883615041?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1327155604883615041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=1327155604883615041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1327155604883615041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1327155604883615041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-play-god.html' title='Who is Playing God?'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RcwUJlxshcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OiqN8VQ81TQ/s72-c/pregnancy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-4159310723754794510</id><published>2007-01-29T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:24:39.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone is on the way...</title><content type='html'>Take a closer look at the new product of Apple, iPhone, a real state of the art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgW7or1TuFk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rb2SBPeP2XI/AAAAAAAAAFc/M_0zrXLulA8/s320/iPhone.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025333309246265714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-4159310723754794510?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4159310723754794510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=4159310723754794510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/4159310723754794510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/4159310723754794510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/01/iphone-is-on-way.html' title='iPhone is on the way...'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Rb2SBPeP2XI/AAAAAAAAAFc/M_0zrXLulA8/s72-c/iPhone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-8014148973056056846</id><published>2007-01-21T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:52:23.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence of Lord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RbQYJWAzBzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Po_Vtyps2iU/s1600-h/InSupplication.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RbQYJWAzBzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Po_Vtyps2iU/s320/InSupplication.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022666033231759154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is an excerpt from the 16th supplication of Sahifeh Sajadieh, from Imam Sajjad, peace be upon him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"أَنَا الَّذِي بِجَهْلِهِ عَصَاکَ، وَ لَمْ تَکُنْ أَهْلًا مِنْهُ لِذَاکَ&lt;br /&gt; این منم که از روی جهالت تو را عصیان کرده‏ام در حالی که تو سزاوارعصیان من نبودی"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means "Oh Lord, I was ignorant and committed the sin, but you didn't deserve my rebellion...". I think someone who deeply believes in this and has such an attitude towards the God shall never do any bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-8014148973056056846?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8014148973056056846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=8014148973056056846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8014148973056056846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8014148973056056846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/01/presence-of-lord.html' title='Presence of Lord...'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RbQYJWAzBzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Po_Vtyps2iU/s72-c/InSupplication.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-5038514596565708557</id><published>2007-01-16T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:17:31.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the Pill to Doom the Future!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Ra0jw2AzBxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c_9Tt6f-cyE/s1600-h/mother.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Ra0jw2AzBxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c_9Tt6f-cyE/s320/mother.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020708481627522834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This post is motivated by Hamed's very recent post, &lt;a href="http://chaay.ghoddusi.com/2007/01/post_608.html" target="blank"&gt; The Power of the Pill&lt;/a&gt;. It's indeed true that women are now able to better manage their lives by planned pregnancy, but it's not the happy ending of the story. I don't want to get into the old discussion of how sex life has become more fancy with the aid of these tiny pills, and what good it has brought to the &lt;i&gt; human face&lt;/i&gt; of our lives. In fact, I think the future of economy and its growth can't be just about workers who never get pregnant. It must also be about how mind of the future generation who runs the economy is shaped.&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have become this much selfish that they easily sacrifice the future at the price of making more money and having a more prestigious job. Mankind never stops making money. The passion of wealth is that strong that drives people even in their 80's or 90's to work until death puts an end to it. What is not reversible here is the age of fertility in women. It's clearly proved with strong scientific evidences that women have certain fertility period which is the best period to get pregnant and raise a kid. In fact the problem is much more complicated. For instance, when there is a huge age difference between kids and parents, which usually happens in case of late pregnancy, children are not able to emotionally relate to their parents and eventually results in many parental issues. We are indeed in charge of shaping the future, and raising good healthy children is very crucial part of this duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-5038514596565708557?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5038514596565708557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=5038514596565708557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5038514596565708557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5038514596565708557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/01/power-of-pill-to-doom-future.html' title='The Power of the Pill to Doom the Future!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/Ra0jw2AzBxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c_9Tt6f-cyE/s72-c/mother.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-2885468793192936105</id><published>2007-01-15T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:13:16.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Rocks!</title><content type='html'>Watch this if you think Paint is so lame and sucks !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElrldD02if0&amp;eurl=" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RaxQD2AzBvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hjLhPyxJEyQ/s320/car.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020475711579948786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-2885468793192936105?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2885468793192936105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=2885468793192936105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/2885468793192936105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/2885468793192936105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2007/01/microsoft-rocks.html' title='Microsoft Rocks!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RaxQD2AzBvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hjLhPyxJEyQ/s72-c/car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3405251867315624859</id><published>2006-12-29T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:58:34.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to the fools who keep jerks in the market!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RZW24sWVKMI/AAAAAAAAADY/meV2-9Fy1Zk/s1600-h/ghoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RZW24sWVKMI/AAAAAAAAADY/meV2-9Fy1Zk/s320/ghoast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014114845240666306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Edward" target="_blank"&gt;John Edward&lt;/a&gt; is probably one of the hottest psychic mediums in the U.S. He says he can communicate with the dead. But is he truly gifted with this power or he just has a game plan? There is a year long waiting list to get in his TV show, Crossing-Over. Just check out &lt;a href="http://johnedward.net/2006_Schedule.htm" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see how his time is all booked almost everywhere in States. His four best sellers is on the market now. His critics say that he is taking advantage of people who have beloved ones passed away and desperately seeking a way to comfort their heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he doesn’t see dead people. He claims he gets a sense, a thought in his head, feelings, and he interprets them. He says he feels the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does it like this: he rubs his hands together, closes his eyes, meditates and concentrates. After a bit of silence he starts firing a barrage of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some skeptics say psychic mediums like John Edward just use a technique called "cold reading." They've used it for hundreds of years to make people believe them. Here comes the way his trick works: He first pretends that a dead person is talking to him and a conversation like this happens between him and an old woman:&lt;br /&gt;- It's an older man, someone very close to you?&lt;br /&gt;- My father?&lt;br /&gt;- Does this month, November, hold a special significance?&lt;br /&gt;- My birthday's in November!&lt;br /&gt;- Right, because he's saying, "Tell her 'Happy Brithday.'"&lt;br /&gt;- What else does he say?&lt;br /&gt;- He saying "the money. Stop worrying about the money."&lt;br /&gt;- Oh my God! My sister and I have been fighting over his inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just started with something really vague. He chose an older man because he is betting that, based on this woman's age, her father is most likely dead. But if her father wasn't dead, he could still say it was some other older man. He just asked her if November meant anything. Her father could have died in November, or Thanksgiving could have been really special for them. But he goes with the birthday and validate it now, as if he knew, by saying "He wishes you a Happy Birthday." When a father dies, inheritance is usually an issue, and money is something everyone worries about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Shermer, author of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Why people believe wierd things&lt;/span&gt; and a serious critic of Edward says: “Anybody can talk to the dead, getting them to talk back is the hard part!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Edward bombards audience with names and initials, until one of them hits the spot and turns out to be associated with someone in the audience. One moment he pours out an entire sentence of the dead, another moment he can’t hear the names and keeps saying:” I hear J, like John, Jack, Jane,…” Why is that? Apparantly, he says just a bunch of random names until somebody in the audience gets the right one! He also passes some information about disease, but there are certain standard! disease which are very common like heart disease, cancer,…and if you name them, one of them will eventually turn out true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey says 60 millions of Americans believe in him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3405251867315624859?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3405251867315624859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3405251867315624859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3405251867315624859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3405251867315624859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-to-fools-who-keep-jerks-in.html' title='Thanks to the fools who keep jerks in the market!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RZW24sWVKMI/AAAAAAAAADY/meV2-9Fy1Zk/s72-c/ghoast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-3556417583262211317</id><published>2006-12-20T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:47:10.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Impossible II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RYtVE6qqEcI/AAAAAAAAADM/cEnt5xuP6wE/s1600-h/moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RYtVE6qqEcI/AAAAAAAAADM/cEnt5xuP6wE/s320/moving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011192553335820738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mission accomplished! I finally moved to Toronto, and the whole nightmare of moving is now over!!! But it was a lot more difficult than what I thought. I have to admit that I had underestimated the amount of time and labor! it takes. If you want to move, I strongly recommend to devote at least three day full time job or one week part time job to it, otherwise you either brake your back! and your stuff or you can't move in time and you get charged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to write about John Edward as soon as I settle down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-3556417583262211317?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3556417583262211317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=3556417583262211317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3556417583262211317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/3556417583262211317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/mission-impossible-ii.html' title='Mission Impossible II'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RYtVE6qqEcI/AAAAAAAAADM/cEnt5xuP6wE/s72-c/moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7164711690133687228</id><published>2006-12-12T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:44:52.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Science?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RX49Ntcfr4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Kk_tVsG4PSY/s1600-h/feynman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RX49Ntcfr4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Kk_tVsG4PSY/s320/feynman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007507141429276546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I came across an interesting talk given by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Feynman" target="_blank"&gt;Richard Feynman&lt;/a&gt; at the fifteenth annual meeting of the National Science Teachers Association, 1966 in New York City. He elaborates on the importance of scientific observation, the essence of science, and what distinguishes a brilliant scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I quote a piece of conversation between him and his father who happened to be his mentor though he was a businessman not a scientist, after his graduation in Physics from MIT and Princeton,&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, and he said, "Now you've got a science education. I have always wanted to know something that I have never understood, and so, my son, I want you to explain it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I understand that they say that light is emitted from an atom when it goes from one state to another, from an excited state to a state of lower energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "That's right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And light is a kind of particle, a photon, I think they call it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So if the photon comes out of the atom when it goes from the excited to the lower state, the photon must have been in the atom in the excited state."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Well, no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Well, how do you look at it so you can think of a particle photon coming out without it having been in there in the excited state?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a few minutes, and I said, "I'm sorry; I don't know. I can't explain it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very disappointed after all these years and years of trying to teach me something, that it came out with such poor results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it has a remarkable message: you should be able, by puting in plain words,   to simply and intuitively give explanation to the scientific fact which you think you have learned perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://southerncrossreview.org/32/feynman3.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Here is his talk, "What is Science?".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-7164711690133687228?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7164711690133687228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=7164711690133687228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7164711690133687228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7164711690133687228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-science.html' title='What is Science?!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RX49Ntcfr4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Kk_tVsG4PSY/s72-c/feynman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-5201363117264753127</id><published>2006-12-10T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:25:08.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comment!</title><content type='html'>Iran ranked 45th in Archery in Asian Games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/324/iranarcherytn9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/4194/archeryasiangamestl8.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to enlarge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-5201363117264753127?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5201363117264753127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=5201363117264753127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5201363117264753127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/5201363117264753127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/iran-ranked-45th-in-asian-games.html' title='No Comment!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-6189811015020996440</id><published>2006-12-09T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:07:42.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorful Thoughts of a Physician!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXuKwaaQCYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ydx-KFKv6XQ/s1600-h/einstein.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXuKwaaQCYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ydx-KFKv6XQ/s320/einstein.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006747975080216962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Albert Einstein happened to have his hands on some other areas other than Physics! He wrote an essay, &lt;a href="http://www.huppi.com/kangaroo/Einstein.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Why Socialism?&lt;/a&gt;, mentioning the harms and consequences of capitalism in contrast to socialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justifying why he dares to articulate this matter and speak his mind, he demonstrates an example about agreement of astronomy and economics in essential methodological approaches: scientists in both fields attempt to discover laws of general acceptability for a group of phenomena in order to make the interconnection of these phenomena as clearly understandable as possible.&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He argues how economic aftermath of capitalist society is the real source of the evil: what the worker earns is not the function of the real value of the goods he produces, but by his minimum needs and by the capitalists' requirements for labor power in relation to the number of workers competing for jobs. He looks farther and concludes that the representatives of the people do not in fact sufficiently protect the interests of the underprivileged sections of the population, since the members of legislative bodies are selected by political parties, largely financed and influenced by private capitalists who, for all practical purposes, separate the voters from the legislature. Moreover, under existing conditions, private capitalists inevitably control, directly or indirectly, the main sources of information, and as a result, individual citizen can not come to objective conclusions and to make intelligent use of his political rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He further argues that in such a society production is carried on for profit, not for use. An "army of unemployed" almost always exists, and the worker is constantly in fear of losing his job. Technological progress frequently results in more unemployment rather than in an easing of the burden of work for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then suggests a way to eliminate these crucial evils: establishment of a socialist economy, accompanied by an educational system which would be oriented toward social goals. In such an economy, the means of production are owned by society itself and are utilized in a planned fashion. A planned economy, which adjusts production to the needs of the community, would distribute the work to be done among all those able to work and would guarantee a livelihood to every man, woman, and child. The education of the individual, in addition to promoting his own natural abilities, would attempt to develop in him a sense of responsibility for his fellow-men in place of the glorification of power and success in our present society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-6189811015020996440?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6189811015020996440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=6189811015020996440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/6189811015020996440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/6189811015020996440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/colorful-thoughts-of-physician.html' title='Colorful Thoughts of a Physician!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXuKwaaQCYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ydx-KFKv6XQ/s72-c/einstein.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7417055446176219904</id><published>2006-12-06T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:58:17.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What it's like to be homeless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/4823/sandstormli5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/6172/sandstormzb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refugees await the arrivail of a massive sandstorm at a refugee camp in northeastern Chad. Click on the image to enlarge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-7417055446176219904?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7417055446176219904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=7417055446176219904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7417055446176219904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7417055446176219904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-its-like-to-be-homeless.html' title='What it&apos;s like to be homeless?'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-8277699893329022293</id><published>2006-12-05T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:59:50.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide Your Crotch Mam!</title><content type='html'>Britney Spears has recently exposed the bitter face of this sex-stricken society. Carelessly spreading her legs while emerging from a car, she let snappers capture her private parts which are now available across the Internet. Who was the driver? Paris Hilton!!!&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is with these folks not wearing panties? Saving a few seconds if they have to pee real bad? or better ventilation? It might be a post-feminist fashion, or the descendant of bra-burning era. It seems that a new chapter in the history of humankind is about to begin! Many believe that Sharon Stone started this dirty game by uncrossing her leg in Basic Instinct. This time Britney did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reveals this 21-century blatant phenomenon of women making sex object of themselves in pursuit of publicity and lime light. Apparently, building the fame and public figure upon the wreck of notoriety is becoming a widespread habit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-8277699893329022293?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8277699893329022293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=8277699893329022293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8277699893329022293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/8277699893329022293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/hide-your-crotch-mam.html' title='Hide Your Crotch Mam!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-1946953140179878297</id><published>2006-12-04T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:09:03.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Sex Education catching up with Co-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;241&lt;/span&gt; Number of public schools in the U.S. that have some single-sex classes. The total will probably grow--the Department of Education has relaxed rules that had limited single-gender education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Number of public schools that offered single-sex classes in 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Time Magazine, November 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The population of US hits 300 million which shows roughly 15% increase comparing to the year 1995's population that was around 262 million. At the same period, the number of single-sex schools has sky rocketed by 7933% !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thought?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-1946953140179878297?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1946953140179878297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=1946953140179878297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1946953140179878297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/1946953140179878297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/co-ed-versus-same-sex-education.html' title='Same Sex Education catching up with Co-ed'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-7810209258520014252</id><published>2006-12-04T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:01:11.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Image Labeling Game</title><content type='html'>Following up my post about &lt;a href="http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/ethics-versus-human-computation.html"&gt;Human Computation&lt;/a&gt;, Google has created its own &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imagelabeler/"&gt;image labeling&lt;/a&gt; game. The idea is basically the same as ESP game. It seems that Google has tried to keep it simple and plain and it is not as fancy as ESP game. Anyways. I like ESP a lot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imagelabeler/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/5215/googleimagelabelerfv8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-7810209258520014252?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7810209258520014252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=7810209258520014252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7810209258520014252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/7810209258520014252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/google-image-labeling-game.html' title='Google Image Labeling Game'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-172166358485150940</id><published>2006-12-03T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:01:36.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics versus Human Computation</title><content type='html'>You might have heard about the Human Computation. The basic idea is that there are lots of problems that human can solve but computers can not. In fact, we are able to crack many problems by making good use of human power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you an idea of how human power is wasted, let me give you two numbers: Over nine billion human hours of &lt;a href=http://www.solitaire.com/&gt;solitaire&lt;/a&gt; were played in 2003. But it took 20 million human hours to build the entire Panama Canal and that’s equivalent to less than a day of people who played solitaire.&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.espgame.org/&gt;ESP&lt;/a&gt; game is a good example of exploiting human power to solve a tedious problem. This game is a two-player online game. First player is randomly paired with somebody else and they are not allowed to communicate with each other. Both of players need to type the exact same word given the common image in order to score. The best strategy is to type a lot of words related to the image until they agree on a same word. Once they get point they proceed to the next image. This word must be a very good word since it comes from two independent sources. Interestingly, this game turns out to be an excellent technique to label images. Actually, The ESP game could label all images of Google Image less than a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXOpXYmA6KI/AAAAAAAAABg/gJ24rj5OLb4/s1600-h/ESP_Game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXOpXYmA6KI/AAAAAAAAABg/gJ24rj5OLb4/s320/ESP_Game.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004529830142732450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.peekaboom.org/&gt;Peek-A-Boom&lt;/a&gt; game is more sophisticated and tries to identify different objects of an image with applying the same idea of ESP game. A little statistics from the first four months of the game: 27,000 players; 2,100,000 pieces of data; many people played 120 hours in the first 10 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXOpgomA6LI/AAAAAAAAABo/2i0EiHRGfpE/s1600-h/Peek_A_Boom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXOpgomA6LI/AAAAAAAAABo/2i0EiHRGfpE/s320/Peek_A_Boom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004529989056522418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbosity is another game which is not yet released. It collects common sense facts; e.g. a man has two legs. Computers unlike human technically don’t have common sense facts. If we could somehow put common sense facts into computers, we could potentially make them more intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;a href=http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8246463980976635143&amp;so&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested to learn more about these games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one point of view, it would be great if we could figure out how to apply this concept for everything. But from an ethical point of view, people will end up spending their work hours playing the game rather than their free time hours, so we may not gain any productivity in fact at all. I admit that any player knows the purpose of the game beforehand and the game doesn’t trick players into doing anything. But people are not reimbursed for the hours they have spent to play. This poses another argument that people enjoy playing the game and in reality we pay to have any kind of fun and in this case we pay with minutes of life we have earned for free. Even some people improve their English language by playing such a game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-172166358485150940?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/172166358485150940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=172166358485150940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/172166358485150940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/172166358485150940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/12/ethics-versus-human-computation.html' title='Ethics versus Human Computation'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/RXOpXYmA6KI/AAAAAAAAABg/gJ24rj5OLb4/s72-c/ESP_Game.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36464606.post-116156796291939224</id><published>2006-10-22T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:05:07.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>This is my first post, a prelude to the birth of a cyberspace which is meant to be a friendly place for thoughts and points of views about social issues. I hope to keep up with the interesting issues and make a difference!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36464606-116156796291939224?l=socialpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/116156796291939224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36464606&amp;postID=116156796291939224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/116156796291939224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36464606/posts/default/116156796291939224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialpassion.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Saeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15143499220275973452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fumH8u-xhRA/SNsQvnl2iFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EV3y-xi4E4E/S220/Saeed.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
