<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:52:07.975+04:30</updated><title type='text'>Iranian Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts and ideas about everything, with an Iranian attitude</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-111973126418124004</id><published>2005-06-26T00:44:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:16:31.356+04:30</updated><title type='text'>CIA Should Learn from Mullahs</title><summary type='text'>Now I am almost sure that all the presidential election game in Iran was really a game to show it to the world. They appointed their desired president, Mahmood Ahmadinejad, in a way that none of the participants (actors) could understand what really is happening. After 2nd of Khordad in which Khatami won the election by people will, regime decided that this case should not happen again. Thus in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/111973126418124004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/111973126418124004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/cia-should-learn-from-mullahs.html' title='CIA Should Learn from Mullahs'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-110747467452250247</id><published>2005-02-04T03:13:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2005-02-04T03:38:46.543+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Mullahs, Nuclear Power and the Mr President Threats: A Multiple Dilemma</title><summary type='text'>My essay entitled as above, just published in Iranians for Peace (Direct Link). It is a weblog dedicated to the Iranian people who are against a military attack on Iran. You can read in this weblog the views of Iranians around the world, and comments of both Iranians and non-Iranians, about the current issue of US threats on Iran. Also there is another weblog, No War on Iran, on the issue.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110747467452250247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110747467452250247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2005/02/mullahs-nuclear-power-and-mr-president.html' title='Mullahs, Nuclear Power and the Mr President Threats: A Multiple Dilemma'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-110702652528612690</id><published>2005-01-29T22:48:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2005-01-30T22:37:33.923+03:30</updated><title type='text'>No War, Please</title><summary type='text'>I sit in front of my computer and connect to internet; the Persian blogsphere is announcing of the probable attack of the USA against Iran. There are some petitions to stop this thinking of military invasion, this one to UN General Assembly and this one to George W. Bush. I sit in front of my computer, in a cold winter night, in my warm room; but I’m afraid and I feel cold. The news of war </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110702652528612690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110702652528612690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-war-please.html' title='No War, Please'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-110146829680142203</id><published>2004-11-26T14:49:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-11-26T14:54:56.803+03:30</updated><title type='text'>We "google-bombed" Arabian Gulf!</title><summary type='text'>Hey! We succeeded in google-bombing Arabian Gulf! Simply search the google for arabian gulf and see the first result! "The gulf you are searching for does not exist!"We want the world know about our action, to hear our voice! We have emailed lots of news agencies, newspapers, news-websites, radios and TVs around the world. There is a sample of our emails:Dear Sir/Madam;I am writing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110146829680142203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110146829680142203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-google-bombed-arabian-gulf.html' title='We &quot;google-bombed&quot; Arabian Gulf!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-110137906626284108</id><published>2004-11-25T13:57:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:21:55.230+03:30</updated><title type='text'>You can't vanish our "always-Persian" Gulf!</title><summary type='text'>I did never expect the National geographic--with all of the valuable material publishes about our nice planet--to try to vanish our historical, strategic Persian Gulf from the history and geography of our planet.It's not arabian gulf or "الخلیج العربی"! There is one and only one, Persian Gulf, "خلیج فارس".Don't you want to sign the petition?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110137906626284108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/110137906626284108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-cant-vanish-our-always-persian.html' title='You can&apos;t vanish our &quot;always-Persian&quot; Gulf!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-108723828502910062</id><published>2004-06-14T23:06:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2004-06-15T00:10:55.350+04:30</updated><title type='text'>Filter filter everywhere</title><summary type='text'>(message I get after trying to connect to http://i.hoder.com via Sepanta internet card)They’re filtering us. They’re making us filtered. They’re controlling us. They’re making us controlled. But they think. They think in a wrong way. Or better to say they don’t think. They just make mistake. Islamic Republic of Iran is just a mistake. A mis-decision. A wrong action. They are, however, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108723828502910062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108723828502910062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/06/filter-filter-everywhere.html' title='Filter filter everywhere'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-108509640120048626</id><published>2004-05-21T03:58:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2004-05-21T04:14:25.110+04:30</updated><title type='text'>You can judge it yourself!</title><summary type='text'>Watching my Nedstat page on how the people have come to my weblog, I noticed that my post on replacing Larijani has bruought here at least two visitors who had searched Ezatollah Zarghami in Google.In that post I'd written that this new CEO of Iranian radio and TV organization is even uglier than Larijani, and has nothing friendly in his face. Now you can verify this by looking at this photo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108509640120048626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108509640120048626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/05/you-can-judge-it-yourself.html' title='You can judge it yourself!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-108497347976450214</id><published>2004-05-19T17:50:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2004-05-19T18:25:17.096+04:30</updated><title type='text'>Don't destroy my history!</title><summary type='text'>(photo showing a broken gravestone in Block 33 of Tehran's main cemetary--Behesht Zahra. more photos&gt;&gt;)It' called Behesht Zahra, the most important cemetary in Iran that is located in southern Tehran. It has a section called 'Block 33', which is surrounded and separated from the entire Behesht Zahra by a 1.5 meters high wall. Now, Iranian government, after partially destroying Block 33 several</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108497347976450214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108497347976450214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/05/dont-destroy-my-history.html' title='Don&apos;t destroy my history!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-108483084431010392</id><published>2004-05-18T01:57:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2004-05-18T02:33:13.373+04:30</updated><title type='text'>Larijani left Jaam-e-Jam</title><summary type='text'>(photo showing Larijani, by Hasan Sarbakhshian for Vaghaye Etefaghie newspaper)In Iran, Larijani means radio and television. It is not a Persian word for the audio-visual media, but the family name of the CEO of the only radio-television organization in this country. The CEO of radio-television is appointed directly by Rahbar (supreme leader). And Larijani has been the CEO in Jaam-e-Jam (the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108483084431010392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108483084431010392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/05/larijani-left-jaam-e-jam.html' title='Larijani left Jaam-e-Jam'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-108474265364855285</id><published>2004-05-17T01:54:00.000+04:30</published><updated>2004-05-17T02:34:52.356+04:30</updated><title type='text'>My Persian weblog</title><summary type='text'>It took a long time since the previuos post. The new Iranian year came, and now we are in the last days of the second month of the Iranian year. Well, and I finally got my end-of-military-service certificate, thanks God! I came back to life, which sometimes seems to be more difficult than just doing military service! (of course SOMETIMES:))I have created a Persian weblog as well, named "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108474265364855285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/108474265364855285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-persian-weblog.html' title='My Persian weblog'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107946613338229626</id><published>2004-03-16T22:53:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-05-17T14:13:58.793+04:30</updated><title type='text'>A new good year:)</title><summary type='text'>It's a famous Persian proverb that says, "a new good year is identified by its spring"*.Now, Nickahang Kowsar is using the proverb in his newest cartoon, which is about recent election in Iran and the reform fate.Let me translate it: (cartoon's link)The title is "Happy new year",On the vertical gravestone it's written, "Reform",The horizontal graveyrad reads, "The late reform who now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107946613338229626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107946613338229626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/03/new-good-year.html' title='A new good year:)'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107833828041337534</id><published>2004-03-03T21:50:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-03-03T22:04:08.996+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Lessons of an election</title><summary type='text'>Lesson 2: All the roads end in RahbarAs long as there is something like Rahbar in Iran, this country can’t put itself in the road of progressing ahead. Or you may call it Shah, or King, or any other name. The names are not important, as perhaps they are different and have different meanings, but the roles are the same—all of them are the ‘First Person’ of the country, the one who makes the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107833828041337534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107833828041337534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/03/lessons-of-election.html' title='Lessons of an election'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107774295502839974</id><published>2004-02-26T00:27:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-02-26T00:35:24.746+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Lessons of an election</title><summary type='text'>Lesson 1: We, the people of Iran, should get more intellectual than sensational.Most of the Iranians didn’t participate in the Big Show of last Friday. It was something you could understand by eye-witnessing the polling stations, although the TV frequently has been showing long lines of voters from archived video-footages of the previous elections.Ok, the election ended and the directors of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107774295502839974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107774295502839974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/02/lessons-of-election.html' title='Lessons of an election'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107773752087246970</id><published>2004-02-25T23:00:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-02-25T23:53:14.763+03:30</updated><title type='text'>From weblog to radio</title><summary type='text'>Today in the early hours of the day I had a telephone interview with Kate Hairsine from SBS Radio in Australia, Alchemy channel. It was about 2:30 am in Tehran and 10:00 in Sydney. It took about 35 minutes, and we talked about Iran’s election, demands of Iranian youth, power of weblogs, and so. It was really an interesting conversation in the silence of a cold, windy night (and a warm weather in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107773752087246970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107773752087246970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/02/from-weblog-to-radio.html' title='From weblog to radio'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107731191025967379</id><published>2004-02-21T00:11:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-02-21T00:51:12.920+03:30</updated><title type='text'>A lie-full election</title><summary type='text'>Finally it came and gone away. The election day. Seventh parliamentary election in Iran. I didn't participate, nor my family, nor my friends, nor most of the Iranians who care for a free, free Iran. A few days ago I received an SMS on my mobile phone from a friend that read (in meaning), "participating in this election is just like freedom funeral. We don't participate. (send it for 5 more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107731191025967379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107731191025967379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/02/lie-full-election.html' title='A lie-full election'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107498242470783701</id><published>2004-01-25T01:28:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-25T01:45:50.310+03:30</updated><title type='text'>In what we trust?</title><summary type='text'>yesterday night I was watching a canadian TV series, which tells the story of a female boston-based doctor in early 20th century who has immigrated to a small village cause in her city was not accepted as a woman doctor. well, the story was about father of the church who had lost his vision on the eve of Christmas. He was so upset and angry, complaining God for the pain he was in. He thought he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107498242470783701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107498242470783701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/in-what-we-trust.html' title='In what we trust?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107480315431332085</id><published>2004-01-22T23:47:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-22T23:57:57.000+03:30</updated><title type='text'>The biased radio-television in Iran</title><summary type='text'>Radio and television stations in Iran are all under the rule of the supreme leader; that is, Khamenei for now. All the news sections in the only audio-visual media of the country are in favor of Rahbar (Supreme Leader) and his followers, the conservatives in general. They don’t cover the news of parliamentary members’ sit-in at Majles "persian link". On the other hand, people don’t get a damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107480315431332085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107480315431332085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/biased-radio-television-in-iran.html' title='The biased radio-television in Iran'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107419770741057994</id><published>2004-01-15T23:44:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-15T23:47:00.546+03:30</updated><title type='text'>To cast or not to cast votes; that’s the question</title><summary type='text'>The politics in Iran is getting too much fucking. The Guardians Council obviously removes reformists from the list of honest candidates that people can cast their votes for them, and in the other hand, in a response to this ridiculous action, reformists sit in at Majles (Parliament). It seems that a show is performing. Ultimately, nothing is in favor of people and their basic rights—just taking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107419770741057994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107419770741057994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/to-cast-or-not-to-cast-votes-thats.html' title='To cast or not to cast votes; that’s the question'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107393457402838139</id><published>2004-01-12T22:32:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-12T22:39:55.176+03:30</updated><title type='text'>An ugly ISP</title><summary type='text'>I read today that Pars Online is the first Iranian ISP to get permission of selling ADSL internet subscriptions inside Iran (now, all of ordinary people connected to internet in their homes use dial-up services. I may write more about internet usage in Iran in my future posts).You know, Pars Online was the ISP to censure internet content in Iran even before ICT Ministry declared official </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107393457402838139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107393457402838139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/ugly-isp.html' title='An ugly ISP'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107357415825799525</id><published>2004-01-08T18:22:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-08T18:36:57.553+03:30</updated><title type='text'>We are not Arab!</title><summary type='text'>It is a common mistake among non-Iranians that they think we are Arabs, speaking and writing in Arabic. I remember a few years ago that a Russian astronaut had sent a letter to an Iranian space magazine to thank them for sending him some issues of the magazine, and was sorry of not being able to read the articles accompanying “nice, new pictures” because his “Arabic” was not very good! (Most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107357415825799525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107357415825799525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/we-are-not-arab.html' title='We are not Arab!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107350737171462214</id><published>2004-01-07T23:54:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-07T23:59:51.363+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Diplomacy of names</title><summary type='text'>Iran accepts to change the name of one of streets in Tehran that has been seen as a barrier against having high-level political relations with Egypt. Khaled Eslamboli street in central Tehran changes name to Entefazeh, Palestinian freedom movement, to both show a green light to Egypt and not to abandon goals of Islamic Revolution. In replace, Egypt is going to replace Pahlavi (family name of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107350737171462214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107350737171462214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/diplomacy-of-names.html' title='Diplomacy of names'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107341727624131939</id><published>2004-01-06T22:55:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-06T23:01:03.763+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Tehran, the city I love</title><summary type='text'>I die for this weather! Today there was a clear-crystal weather in Tehran; you could see details of city’s northern mountains from the crowded center of Tehran, shrouded in clouds and beams of sunshine reflecting from the white snow covering them—an artistic, photogenic scene!  It was a perfect weather to take hands of your girlfriend into your hands and walk with her under the pale sunshine, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107341727624131939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107341727624131939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/tehran-city-i-love.html' title='Tehran, the city I love'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107333077948701363</id><published>2004-01-05T22:54:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-05T22:56:38.513+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Spiritually baptized</title><summary type='text'>Today evening I was in a church for a prayer and worship session. That was an interesting, incredible event. Oh, Hallelujah! I can never forget this session because I get baptized by the Holy Spirit. When the Spirit descended on me I began speaking into an odd language that I can’t even understand it. But I clearly could feel a metaphysical entity that forced me to speak the strange words.I had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107333077948701363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107333077948701363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/spiritually-baptized.html' title='Spiritually baptized'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107324162305975422</id><published>2004-01-04T22:08:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-04T22:10:41.610+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Tired of these mullahs</title><summary type='text'>Iran rejects US proposal to send an aid cargo for suffered people of Bam earthquake in a group of Americans leaded by Senator Elizabeth Dole. It is not the first time that US tries to make a way to re-establish relations with Iran, and it’s not the first time that Iranian government rejects, without making any reasons—just repeating that old, cliché preconditions.As an Iranian who wants a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107324162305975422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107324162305975422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/tired-of-these-mullahs.html' title='Tired of these mullahs'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107315815425584796</id><published>2004-01-03T22:54:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-03T22:59:32.800+03:30</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary dreams </title><summary type='text'>There is a heavy snow in Tehran falling since today morning. All streets, trees and everything else are covered with a white, fresh snow. Watching the falling snow from behind the window when you are in a warm room and drinking a hot cup of fragrant tea is very nice and romantic. But the problem begins when you should go out for work or some other reason. There is a heavy traffic in the streets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107315815425584796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107315815425584796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/ordinary-dreams.html' title='Ordinary dreams '/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107307573546142640</id><published>2004-01-03T00:04:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:05:53.576+03:30</updated><title type='text'>The golden 3 months!</title><summary type='text'>Last Wednesday the parliament members of Iran began to debate on new law of military service. According to the new law, male persons who have diploma (of finishing high school) or higher degrees don’t need to serve the military service—by charging some money they escape from the service. And according to the law, other guys should complete an 18-month service, generally in severe conditions and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107307573546142640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107307573546142640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/golden-3-months.html' title='The golden 3 months!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107305496944028995</id><published>2004-01-02T18:18:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-02T18:20:30.636+03:30</updated><title type='text'>A unifying earthquake</title><summary type='text'>Last week there was a heavy, terrible eartquake here in Iran, in the historical city of Bam. I cried several times when I saw people dead under the debris, people who lost all their family...But I smiled when I saw that it was a universal unification to help that people, which seemed unique. Humanity isn't dead, even if some politicians want nothing but war. It is 21st century, years that some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107305496944028995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107305496944028995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/unifying-earthquake.html' title='A unifying earthquake'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6273861.post-107304198876366517</id><published>2004-01-02T14:32:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2004-01-09T12:56:03.316+03:30</updated><title type='text'>For the beginning</title><summary type='text'>Hi!I'm a 26-year-old boy living in Iran, Tehran. I have created this weblog to write about my ideas, thoughts about everything I find interesting, and the news of the world we're living in, with an Iranian attitude.If you want to know a little about me, let's tell you:I have a BS degree in civil engineering, an MS in the field of transportation engineering, and now I am working in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107304198876366517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6273861/posts/default/107304198876366517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iraniandiaries.blogspot.com/2004/01/for-beginning.html' title='For the beginning'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723325707170608350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
