Just minutes after the GRE is over

After committing to verbal learning for a really great deal of time finally I got 148 out of 170 which is not satisfying, not at all!

I should say that it was very hard! I had done a lot of tests and read a lot of words but as you know it is a bad ass exam on your vocabulary and verbal skill.

I was holding the hope to get at least 150. However it is over.

The thing is that I had slept less than 6 hours last night and I could not get sleep today so I had a tired mind!

In the afternoon I tried to get sleep but I could not except for almost 20 minutes and then I jumped awakened.

Solving verbal questions needs true focus which I did not have, unfortunately due to lack of sleep. I could have been better than this if I had slept enough. But you know, it is about the rules of universe that sometimes you are not going to do well or do near your best.

In my case, I was far from my ideal status so I could not show my abilities and it is hard to get over it.

I had studied for the test and I deserved much more than this. It's not fair. not at all.

The quant section was as hard as it was expected so I managed to get 159 out of 170.

The only thing that I regret is the last question that I had solved to 99 percent of it and just when I reached the mouse to select the answer, which I am completely sure it was correct, my time was up and it stopped me from choosing the answer.

If it had allowed me to select the answer I would have gotten above 160. Oh GOD!

The answer was 15/58. How agonizing it is!

Waiting to get the analytical writing score that will be available in 8 days.

I thing I would get 3.5-4 out of 6.

The exam in this section is based on your reasoning ability, it is an essay which I am good at but in my native language.

In English I am good in some cases I do even better than in Persian but the problem is speed of writing the essay.

In Persian I write essays of 1000 words in less than 15 minutes but in English I can write essays of at most 500 words in 30 minutes.

And in the GRE exam, you got only 30 minutes which means I could write at my best about 500 words which I did, I guess.

Hope you fare well my friend; And you know who I mean. Be healthy, hopeful, positive and industrious that guarantee your success. Wish you your heart get more and more open and strong.

شمع هر انجمن

ای دل ز تو ما را چه نسیبی بود

پله‌هایی به بام اشراق

فرض کن ماشین زمان اختراع بشه و استفاده از اون مجانی باشه

دو دقیقه سوار ماشین بشی یک قرن از عمر دیگران میگذره

سوارش میشی؟

وقتی پیاده میشی همه بستگانت مردن!

همه دوستات مردن

همه چیزت رو از دست میدی

تو میمونی و خودت.

مجرد کامل.

سوارش میشی؟

میدونی من هر از چند سالی یک بار شماره موبایلمو عوض میکنم و به این شکل یک دور حلزونی در تجردم میزنم.

همه که نه ولی از هر 10 نفر 9 نفر رو از دست دادم.

حداقل دو چیز برای من داشته یکی درد و یکی فرصت.

ترک کردن دنیات آسون نیست. دنیایی که با تمام دور و بریات ساختی رو بذاری کنار و بری آسون نیست. مگه اینکه فقط به دنیات رنگ زده باشی نه مثل من با خون دل ساخته باشی.

آره من سوارش میشم.

فرصت پیدا کردن خودم. فرصت گرفتن دست خودم. فرصت یافتن همراه متفاوت. فرصت همراه شدن در راه متفاوت. فرصت یک زندگی جدید. فرصت استفاده از تجربه دنیای قبلی. هرگز تولدی دوباره نخواهد بود ولی بهتر از اونه چون تجاربت رو با خودت داری.

گفته بودم من دل به جرثقیلم نبستم.

دل‌تنگ خواهم بود. دل‌تنگی هیزم قطارمه.

it matters

I should not lose my will power. I shan't.

ریکاوری

مدتیه سرودهای اوایل انقلاب خیلی به دلم میشینه!

من اغلب در حال سوت زدنم =) 

این چند روز هم ناخودآگاه مدام داشتم آهنگ سرود «این بانگ آزادی است» رو سوت میزدم.

با اینکه من حتی یک دقیقه پای تی‌وی نمیرم، عجیبه!

ساتیه‌های راغب روی شعر سبزواری بعد از این قطعه اوووممممم:

اعلام طوفان‌هاست کز هر کران خیزد

آتشفشان قهر ملت‌های دربند است

حبل المتین توده‌های آرزومند است

خیلی حس حماسی میده! به شب یک انقلاب بیشتر میخوره تا فردای انقلاب.

انصافا هیچ سازی قدرت ویولن رو نداره ساتیه‌های ویولن تو این آهنگ بار انتقال حس سرود رو به دوش میکشن.

چه بهتر

اگه تنها میشی

اگه احساس تنهایی می‌کنی

اگه راستی راستی تنهای تنها شدی

پس نترس و ناراحت نباش

تازه داری به خدا شبیه میشی

I don't think it'll be you

Who will be the winner?

...

The truth is you're out of hope

But I'm not.

still continuing

I'm perfectly damnably good, just don't ask.

I've been stoical except here where I've divulged minuscule bits of unfathomable anguish that life has dealt me.

I'm good.

I feel good.

Who's better than me =] hope you are *_*

Heaven and the lost connections

All right, I'm done and in the heaven; suppose.

What do I have?

Some rivers of honey and milk beneath fruit trees.

I sit back on majestic throne while having besides as many virgins as I wish.

But where is my mother? where are my father and my brother?

where are my friends?

what about the network I used to live in on the earth?

what about the purposes and aims?

what will happen to my works and all the endeavors?

در بهشت تنها بودن سخت‌تر از کویر است

And when my dream will come true

?to be or not to be with who

We got only two options:

1. to be with the God

2. not to be with the God

Are you with the God? that's the fathomless relief.

Otherwise it is the abyss of futility; just in the best case scenario.

It does not our concern whether or not the God is with us. Why? it's simple, the God will never leave us!

The thing is I need to admit and hence know I belong to the God, that's all.

Only in this way I do whatever I can to be with the God.

And the only thing that counts is all the fights I got into in this path.

end it; or be ended

Do you know what "extreme" is?

It doesn't matter, just know it happens in the final scene.

You have been on a journey for a while,

we know that things tend to get harder as the course progresses;

in one hand you see  your energy debilitates and on the other hand you see the path gets narrower and the trail is fading...

as much as you get closer to the end even the rate at which things are getting harder will increase,

your heartbeat speeds up so as the rate does. like marching for a final battle.

the rate gets to its full potential in the latter moments when things put on a disguise to mislead you to the state of impossibility,

when it seems there is no vestige of hope,

when the universe oppresses you to the feeling of your end,

this is the time that they say extreme; it is adjacent to the end, 

it is the harbinger of the end actually.

Just one step is remaining.

Beware of the taking last step.

Tie a streak of hope around your finger as a remembrance of your alliance with infinity.

Whenever the universe tries to stop and oppress you just take a glance at your finger; you will overcome it.

This is not only my promise but also my firsthand experience.

هنوز کسی ایستاده زیر درخت؟

But the pear tree