09/01/2023
On the 8th of January this year, colors and smells were different from previous years. Not that in the past years everything was magic! No, only this year, Joy wasn't there anymore. I had a strange sense of homelessness in my body and it was eating away my soul. All the days of my life, from childhood until now, paraded before my eyes. My friends and family who made my birthday more beautiful than ever, my mom, dad, and brothers who kept smiling and brightened this beautiful day with special excitement and passion. Oh, Mom, Mom, Mom, how cute you were and still are! I remember your beautiful hands and your kind face when you used to make me the cutest clothes for my birthday, cooked the most delicious dishes and made the most beautiful decorations ever, of course with the help of Dad and bros. Fear of the outside world, Perhaps mom tried make a beautiful and dreamy world for me, so that I'd never feel like a girl, being a woman, and being powerless in the closed society of the Islamic Republic. All this news about the killing of my compatriot in Iran has made me sick, but I am so happy that I have Alireza and beautiful Shagha by my side. Thank you guys, thank you for your surprise, thank you for taking me to a fantasy world for a short time so that I could remember that there is still hope. I will celebrate my birthday next year! We will all celebrate it when our Iran is free and prosperous. Thank you all for your beautiful birthday wishes.