– Sohail Forouzan-sepehr, 26th Jan 2010
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"In life there are certain sores that, like a canker, gnaw at the soul in solitude and diminish it… If I have decided that I should write, It is only because I should introduce myself to my shadow- a shadow which rests in a stooped position on the wall, and which appears to be voraciously swallowing all that I write down. It is for him that I want to do an experiment to see if we can know each other better…" [The Blind Owl, Sadeq Hedayat]
– Sohail Forouzan-sepehr, 26th Jan 2010
Not once upon a time but just right today, when I was burning in fever, I saw a window. A piece of paper and an unsharpened-ball pencil were especially and funnily ready for me near my bed. I remembered I had drawn that window many years ago with a young girl in front waiting for her destiny. She was there, in my mind, like always in my heart; I was in my bed burning in fever. My left hand started to shake on that paper. Some verses were coming from the window dirtying the paper, maybe unmeaning maybe even ridiculous:
Calm down, calm down;
You are me, I am you;
Look in the mirror.
Calm down, calm down;
And wait for the phone ring. An angel will ring.
This time you must speak more peacefully.
Don’t be selfish, don’t be shy;
This time you must love me more;
Don’t forget, you are me, I am you;
It’ll be a different life. So, you must give me more.
Just look in the mirror;
And calm down, calm down;
Forever calm down.