Gift

من از نهایت شب حرف میزنم

من از نهایت تاریکی

و از نهایت شب حرف میزنم

اگر به خانه’ من آمدی برای من ای مهربان چراغ بیار

و یک دریچه که از آن

به ازدحام کوچه’ خوشبخت بنگرم

Gift

I speak out of the deep of Night

of the happy alley

Forough Farrokhzad, Another Birth, Translated by Ismail Salami

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I am a citizen of this planet, who believes there is a purpose and mission to our existence. I pursue that mission and try to enjoy every lesson, every day, and every last drop of the pain and joy we drink when we live. I live a mostly regret-free life, with each failure quickly becoming a valuable experience and something to laugh about, and every success something about which to be thankful and celebrative. I do all of this in and around my beloved Berkeley, California.