دل من تنگ است و
دل تو سنگ.
سنگى ميشوم برايت
بسى سخت.
همين راميخواستى، نه؟
نه! تو ميخواهى سنگى،
نه، صخره اى باشى در دريا
موج ها بيايند و بروند
گاهى مهربان،
گاهى خشمگين.
گاهى برايت بنوازند،
گاهى لرزه بر اندامت بيندازند.
و تو همان طور آرام،
ساكت،
بى تحرك،
استوار بمانى،
و از اين همه تكاپو به وجد آيى،
و پايدارى ات را، قدرتت را،
به رخ دريا بكشى;
غافل از اينكه دريا، از سكوت و سكون متنفر است.
دريا، عاشق همنوايى و همراهى است.
حيف كه نميدانى
دريا با تو مهربان است
در چشم به هم زدنى
در روزى كه خيلى دور نيست
اگر اراده كند
تمام شن هاى زيرت را خالى خواهد كرد
و تو به پوچى تمام ادعاهايت پى خواهى برد.
دل دريا در يك سنگ نميگنجد،
و اين حقيقتى است گاهى تلخ.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Reality and dreams!
"The world of a filmmaker is marked by the interplay between reality and dreams. The filmmaker uses reality as his inspiration, paints it with the color of his imagination, and creates a film that is a projection of his hopes and dreams.
The reality is I have been kept from making films for the past five years and am now officially sentenced to be deprived of this right for another twenty years. But I know I will keep on turning my dreams into films in my imagination. I admit as a socially conscious filmmaker that I won’t be able to portray the daily problems and concerns of my people, but I won’t deny myself dreaming that after twenty years all the problems will be gone and I’ll be making films about the peace and prosperity in my country when I get a chance to do so again.
The reality is they have deprived me of thinking and writing for twenty years, but they can not keep me from dreaming that in twenty years inquisition and intimidation will be replaced by freedom and free thinking.
They have deprived me of seeing the world for twenty years. I hope that when I am free, I will be able to travel in a world without any geographic, ethnic, and ideological barriers, where people live together freely and peacefully regardless of their beliefs and convictions.
They have condemned me to twenty years of silence. Yet in my dreams, I scream for a time when we can tolerate each other, respect each other’s opinions, and live for each other.
Ultimately, the reality of my verdict is that I must spend six years in jail. I’ll live for the next six years hoping that my dreams will become reality. I wish my fellow filmmakers in every corner of the world would create such great films that by the time I leave the prison I will be inspired to continue to live in the world they have dreamed of in their films.
So from now on, and for the next twenty years, I’m forced to be silent. I’m forced not to be able to see, I’m forced not to be able to think, I’m forced not to be able to make films.
I submit to the reality of the captivity and the captors. I will look for the manifestation of my dreams in your films, hoping to find in them what I have been deprived of."
Open letter from Jafar Panahi - On the occasion of the Opening of the 61st Berlinale
The reality is I have been kept from making films for the past five years and am now officially sentenced to be deprived of this right for another twenty years. But I know I will keep on turning my dreams into films in my imagination. I admit as a socially conscious filmmaker that I won’t be able to portray the daily problems and concerns of my people, but I won’t deny myself dreaming that after twenty years all the problems will be gone and I’ll be making films about the peace and prosperity in my country when I get a chance to do so again.
The reality is they have deprived me of thinking and writing for twenty years, but they can not keep me from dreaming that in twenty years inquisition and intimidation will be replaced by freedom and free thinking.
They have deprived me of seeing the world for twenty years. I hope that when I am free, I will be able to travel in a world without any geographic, ethnic, and ideological barriers, where people live together freely and peacefully regardless of their beliefs and convictions.
They have condemned me to twenty years of silence. Yet in my dreams, I scream for a time when we can tolerate each other, respect each other’s opinions, and live for each other.
Ultimately, the reality of my verdict is that I must spend six years in jail. I’ll live for the next six years hoping that my dreams will become reality. I wish my fellow filmmakers in every corner of the world would create such great films that by the time I leave the prison I will be inspired to continue to live in the world they have dreamed of in their films.
So from now on, and for the next twenty years, I’m forced to be silent. I’m forced not to be able to see, I’m forced not to be able to think, I’m forced not to be able to make films.
I submit to the reality of the captivity and the captors. I will look for the manifestation of my dreams in your films, hoping to find in them what I have been deprived of."
Open letter from Jafar Panahi - On the occasion of the Opening of the 61st Berlinale
Salve
Last night I saw the movie Salve or "مرهم" in Farsi by Alireza Davoodnejad. It was a well-made movie. For the most part, I was shocked by the characters in the movie. How everyone spoke by yelling at each other, how the youth in Tehran entertained themselves, how they would betray each other, and yet despite all that how easily they trusted each other again. It was as if I was seeing a foreign movie myself, not one from my own hometown. I felt detached and experienced culture shock. However, the moral story of the movie and the way it was conveyed was a masterpiece.
Davoodnejad showed the power of choice, the difference between being an observer and active participant, and the power of love so beautifully. The love that does not know any barriers of distance or generation gap. The love of an old religious grandmother who shadows her addicted granddaughter just to be there for her if she needed her. The love that makes her go to the most unlikely places for a woman of her age. She is everything to the granddaughter who was punished by her own father and abandoned by her so called lover and friends. The presence of the old religious seemingly cold and detached grandmother is all that girl needs to be saved: someone who loves her and cares for her.
Davoodnejad showed the power of choice, the difference between being an observer and active participant, and the power of love so beautifully. The love that does not know any barriers of distance or generation gap. The love of an old religious grandmother who shadows her addicted granddaughter just to be there for her if she needed her. The love that makes her go to the most unlikely places for a woman of her age. She is everything to the granddaughter who was punished by her own father and abandoned by her so called lover and friends. The presence of the old religious seemingly cold and detached grandmother is all that girl needs to be saved: someone who loves her and cares for her.
Friday, February 11, 2011
من درك نميكنم، لطفا من را روشن كنيد.
اگر جلوى چشم شما يك نفر را بخواهند دار بزنن چى كار ميكنين؟ چشم هاتون رو ميبندين و گوش هاتون و ميگيرين؟ يا مثل فيلم سينمايى دنبالش ميكنين و تخمه ميشكونين؟ يا اينكه سعى ميكيند اجرا كنندگان حكم رو منصرف كنيد، حتى اگر نتيجه اى نداشته باشه. يا داد و بيداد راه ميندازيد و شهر و شلوغ ميكنيد تا همه بفهمن چه فاجعه اى داره رخ ميده، تا حد اقل كسى غير از شما هم بدونه كى كى چى كار كرد. بلكه آدمهاى ديگه اومدن كمك، ، تا اعدامچى را منصرف كنند، يا اگر نشد تهديد كنند، عواقب بدى رو بهش خاطر نشان كنند، بى آبروش كنند، يا شايد هم حد اقل سرش و گرم كنند و گولش بزنن و شخص محكوم رو فرارى و پناه بدن؟
ماه گذشته هشتاد نفر در ايران اعدام شدن. ما جز تماشا چه كرديم؟ در ايران صدا و سيما تحت كنترل دولته، اينترنت فيلتره، بهونه ما در خارج چيه؟ صداى خانواده هاشون رو به گوش دنيا رسونديم يا نه؟ نميشه بگيد نميدونستيم. من نميفهمم كسى كه روزى صد بار فيس بوك رو چك ميكنه، در باره هر مقاله و آهنگ و حرف دوستى كامنت ميده، چطور چشمش رو براى كمپين نجات يك جوان بى گناه ميبنده؟ از نظر نوع دوستى و انسان دوستى، فرقى نميكنه كه شخص مال كجاى دنيا باشه، اما اگر هموطنتون هست، هم دانشگاهيتون بوده، هم دوره ى بوديد، هم رشته اى هم هستيد، اگر شما كمك نكنيد، كى قراره بكنه؟ فكر نميكينيد واقعا ممكن بود سر خود شما بياد؟ الان بيشتر از 1000 نفر اين كمپين رو امضا كرده اند:
http://saeedmalekpour.freepoliticalprisoners.net/index.php
هيچ فايده يى هم كه نداشته باشه سعيد ملكپور و خانواده اش ميدونند كه تنها نيستند، اميد ميگيرند، روحيه ميگيرند. خاموشى گناه ماست. اعتراض به بى عدالتى ها در كمال امنيت و آسايش كمترين كاريست كه ميتونيم بكنيم. خيلى دوست دارم دليل چشم بستن و سكوت دوستان مطلع، مخصوصا شريفى ها رو بدونم. من درك نميكنم، لطفا من را روشن كنيد. شما چه هزينه اى حاضريد بپردازيد تا بى عدالتى ها و ظلم ريشه كن بشه؟ تايپ كردن يك اسم چقدر براى شما گران تمام ميشود وقتى بيشتر از هزار نفر اين كار رو كرده اند؟
ماه گذشته هشتاد نفر در ايران اعدام شدن. ما جز تماشا چه كرديم؟ در ايران صدا و سيما تحت كنترل دولته، اينترنت فيلتره، بهونه ما در خارج چيه؟ صداى خانواده هاشون رو به گوش دنيا رسونديم يا نه؟ نميشه بگيد نميدونستيم. من نميفهمم كسى كه روزى صد بار فيس بوك رو چك ميكنه، در باره هر مقاله و آهنگ و حرف دوستى كامنت ميده، چطور چشمش رو براى كمپين نجات يك جوان بى گناه ميبنده؟ از نظر نوع دوستى و انسان دوستى، فرقى نميكنه كه شخص مال كجاى دنيا باشه، اما اگر هموطنتون هست، هم دانشگاهيتون بوده، هم دوره ى بوديد، هم رشته اى هم هستيد، اگر شما كمك نكنيد، كى قراره بكنه؟ فكر نميكينيد واقعا ممكن بود سر خود شما بياد؟ الان بيشتر از 1000 نفر اين كمپين رو امضا كرده اند:
http://saeedmalekpour.freepoliticalprisoners.net/index.php
هيچ فايده يى هم كه نداشته باشه سعيد ملكپور و خانواده اش ميدونند كه تنها نيستند، اميد ميگيرند، روحيه ميگيرند. خاموشى گناه ماست. اعتراض به بى عدالتى ها در كمال امنيت و آسايش كمترين كاريست كه ميتونيم بكنيم. خيلى دوست دارم دليل چشم بستن و سكوت دوستان مطلع، مخصوصا شريفى ها رو بدونم. من درك نميكنم، لطفا من را روشن كنيد. شما چه هزينه اى حاضريد بپردازيد تا بى عدالتى ها و ظلم ريشه كن بشه؟ تايپ كردن يك اسم چقدر براى شما گران تمام ميشود وقتى بيشتر از هزار نفر اين كار رو كرده اند؟
Monday, January 31, 2011
فرهنگ سنتى، نوين، و معجونى در اين بين.
بهرام بضايى 3 ساعت از تاريخ سينماى ايران و جلوه هايى از فرهنگ و سنت هايى كه به انتقاد ميگرفت در سينماى ايران پرداخت. فرهنگى كه به غيرت و مردانگى معتقد است و حتى اگر فردى اشتباه كرده باشد، و به اشتباهش پى برده باشد، حاضر است به خاطر مردانگيش، و اينكه حرف مرد يكى است سر حرفش بايستد و از روى لجبازى سر هيچ و پوچ بميرد. فرهنگى كه كار كردن و درس خواندن را مال خر ميداند، به قسمت اعتقاد دارد، و نقش خود در سرنوشت خود و جامعه اش را صفر ميداند. فرهنگى كه به برنامه ريزى براى آينده اعتقاد ندارد. فرهنگى كه دختركى از پنجره هر روز مردى را ميبيند كه او را ميپايد. ميپندارد عاشق اوست كه هر روز به ديدارش مى آيد. فرهنگى كه حرف نميزند. سكوت ميكند. به خاطر سكوت اشتباه فكر ميكند. بدون رد و بدل شدن هيچ كلامى عاشق آن مرد كه ميپندارد عاشقش است ميشود. نهايتا روزى مرد در خانه شان را ميزند. دخترك ميپندارد به خوستگارى او آمده. مرد مامور دولت است و براى دستگيرى برادرش آمده. حرف ظاهرا درباره دهه هاى پيشين است، اما در حين شنيدن همان حرف ها جلوه هاى نوينى از اين فرهنگ و سنت ها كه ديگر نه سنتى است و نه مدرن را تجربه ميكنى.
فرهنگى كه برنامه ريزى براى آينده كه هيچ، حتى تا 3 ساعت قبل از سخنرانى نميداند كه چطور قرار است 3 تا 6 ساعت آينده اش را بگذراند. آيا شام قبل از سخنرانى ميخورد يا بعد؟ ايا دوستى را ميبيند يا نه؟ البته همه كار را ميخواهد بكند، و افتخار ميكند كه ظاهرا تمام كارها انجام شده و چك خورده اند. 45 دقيقه اى دوست گيجش را ميبيند. دوستى كه انقدر حالش گرفته است، كه به همان سلام و احوالپرسى ها و حرف هاى تكرارى كفايت ميكند. دوست تمام موضوعاتى كه ميخواست راجع بهشان حرف بزند و سوالاتى را كه ميخواست بپرسد فراموش ميكند. فرهنگى كه ظاهرا در سخن رانى هم شركت ميكند، هر چند كه در مدت كمى كه آنجا است چند تلفن ميگيرد، ميرود، و دوستش را قال ميگذارد. ديدار دوست و شنيدين سخنرانى چك ميخورند. منبر بعدى را نميدانم. حتما همه كار ها انجام شده اند و چك خورده اند.
فرهنگى كه مهربان است، و نميخواهد كسى را ناراحت كند. ميخواهد همه را راضى و خوشحال كند و درست نتيجه عكس را ميگيرد. به هيچ چيز و هيچ كس توجه و وقت صد در صدش را نميدهد، حتى اگر شده براى ده دقيقه. فرهنگى كه دم دمى مزاج است. افراط و تفريط ميكند، و غير قابل پيش بينى است. فرهنگى كه نه نميگويد، سكوت ميكند. اگر احتمال قرار يا ديدارى را داده و ديگر امكانش نيست، هيچ نميگويد، سكوت ميكند. فرهنگى كه همه انتخاب ها را باز نگاه ميدارد. فرهنگى كه در آن آدمها، وقتشان، و احساساتشان فقط يك آپشن هستند. فرهنگى كه توضيح نميدهد، سكوت ميكند. عذر نميخواهد، سكوت ميكند. فرهنگى كه معلوم نيست بعد از چند سال دوستى، يكرنگى و شفافيت در مكالمه با يك دوست را انتخاب ميكند، اگر اصلا اين كار را هيچ وقت بكند، و اگر اين كار را كرد كى دوباره اراده ميكند تا آن را از او پس بگيرد. سعى ميكنى تغييرى باشى كه دوست دارى ببينى. احساساتى برخورد نكنى، حتما دليلى داشته، در تمام مراحل تو پيشگام ايجاد ارتباط ميشوى، ميپرسى، ميشنوى. فرهنگى كه دردناك هست و دلت را ميشكند، هر چقدر كه سعى كنى منطقى باشى. سكوت ميكنى. سكوت را ميشكنى. ميترسى دلش بشكند. خيلى با هم فرقى نداريد.
فرهنگى كه برنامه ريزى براى آينده كه هيچ، حتى تا 3 ساعت قبل از سخنرانى نميداند كه چطور قرار است 3 تا 6 ساعت آينده اش را بگذراند. آيا شام قبل از سخنرانى ميخورد يا بعد؟ ايا دوستى را ميبيند يا نه؟ البته همه كار را ميخواهد بكند، و افتخار ميكند كه ظاهرا تمام كارها انجام شده و چك خورده اند. 45 دقيقه اى دوست گيجش را ميبيند. دوستى كه انقدر حالش گرفته است، كه به همان سلام و احوالپرسى ها و حرف هاى تكرارى كفايت ميكند. دوست تمام موضوعاتى كه ميخواست راجع بهشان حرف بزند و سوالاتى را كه ميخواست بپرسد فراموش ميكند. فرهنگى كه ظاهرا در سخن رانى هم شركت ميكند، هر چند كه در مدت كمى كه آنجا است چند تلفن ميگيرد، ميرود، و دوستش را قال ميگذارد. ديدار دوست و شنيدين سخنرانى چك ميخورند. منبر بعدى را نميدانم. حتما همه كار ها انجام شده اند و چك خورده اند.
فرهنگى كه مهربان است، و نميخواهد كسى را ناراحت كند. ميخواهد همه را راضى و خوشحال كند و درست نتيجه عكس را ميگيرد. به هيچ چيز و هيچ كس توجه و وقت صد در صدش را نميدهد، حتى اگر شده براى ده دقيقه. فرهنگى كه دم دمى مزاج است. افراط و تفريط ميكند، و غير قابل پيش بينى است. فرهنگى كه نه نميگويد، سكوت ميكند. اگر احتمال قرار يا ديدارى را داده و ديگر امكانش نيست، هيچ نميگويد، سكوت ميكند. فرهنگى كه همه انتخاب ها را باز نگاه ميدارد. فرهنگى كه در آن آدمها، وقتشان، و احساساتشان فقط يك آپشن هستند. فرهنگى كه توضيح نميدهد، سكوت ميكند. عذر نميخواهد، سكوت ميكند. فرهنگى كه معلوم نيست بعد از چند سال دوستى، يكرنگى و شفافيت در مكالمه با يك دوست را انتخاب ميكند، اگر اصلا اين كار را هيچ وقت بكند، و اگر اين كار را كرد كى دوباره اراده ميكند تا آن را از او پس بگيرد. سعى ميكنى تغييرى باشى كه دوست دارى ببينى. احساساتى برخورد نكنى، حتما دليلى داشته، در تمام مراحل تو پيشگام ايجاد ارتباط ميشوى، ميپرسى، ميشنوى. فرهنگى كه دردناك هست و دلت را ميشكند، هر چقدر كه سعى كنى منطقى باشى. سكوت ميكنى. سكوت را ميشكنى. ميترسى دلش بشكند. خيلى با هم فرقى نداريد.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
We gather and mingle
We gather and mingle,
Eat and talk,
Play games and walk away,
With friends chosen from strangers
Stranger enough not to know our pains, our lives, our wounds.
We gather and mingle,
We befriend everyone and all,
Just not to face that pain deep inside.
We gather and mingle,
and lose track of time,
In long lonely nights,
In rooms full of people,
From all over the globe,
Any race and profession you wish for.
We gather and mingle,
We the restless crowd,
The whole world is watching us,
From a distance,
Envious of us
Gathering and mingling,
Traveling and laughing
Eating and drinking.
We are lost and restless
Always leaving someone behind
Always hurting or being hurt
Never content with the gatherings and minglings.
Eat and talk,
Play games and walk away,
With friends chosen from strangers
Stranger enough not to know our pains, our lives, our wounds.
We gather and mingle,
We befriend everyone and all,
Just not to face that pain deep inside.
We gather and mingle,
and lose track of time,
In long lonely nights,
In rooms full of people,
From all over the globe,
Any race and profession you wish for.
We gather and mingle,
We the restless crowd,
The whole world is watching us,
From a distance,
Envious of us
Gathering and mingling,
Traveling and laughing
Eating and drinking.
We are lost and restless
Always leaving someone behind
Always hurting or being hurt
Never content with the gatherings and minglings.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The unforgiving price of doing nothing
"I do think that part of being a leader is to understand that there is a very deliberative process on behalf of the electorate where they're giving the leadership to you. And it's a funny thing about this. They will forgive you anything, in fact, they may even forgive you a decision they profoundly disagree with, but they wouldn't forgive you for not deciding. " said Tony Blair on Farid Zakaria's GPS program of CNN.
What he said struck home for me. I feel the same way when judging people. I admire those who try achieve their goals and fail in the process, but not those who do not try. It does not matter if I do not share the same interests with them or even if I disagree with their cause. I admire those who actively practice having dialogues, information exchanges, transparency, giving and receiving constructive criticism, collaborations, by participating in public forums of different forms, real or virtual. They are active agents of a process that results in learning experiences and growth of individuals and communities. It does not matter if I do not agree with them. In fact, it is often times their courage and dedication to their beliefs that cause their disagreeing silent majority to come out of their shells and say something, or do something. The silent majority is a term that was often used during Jon Stewart Rally to Restore Sanity. I think the silent majority is somewhat responsible for all the insanity that goes on, for being by-standers that hands over all the attention and resources to those they disagree with, for not making things better, for not giving sanity and civility voice and power. I think those intellectuals in good health, with access to good resources, know better, and should do better, or at least try to do better.
I admire people who expose themselves to being criticized, judged, or even labeled by many adjectives even if I believe they are wrong. They are providing the opportunity to the other side to respond and maybe correct what is happening in many silent minds, to right some wrongs. Even more admirable are those who after years of believing in something, as a result of their learning experiences and exchange of ideas, come to the conclusion that they were wrong, and not shy away from exposing their human side; the side that is vulnerable and makes mistakes, and yet can learn from those mistakes. I find it hard to respect those who complain about things at their home, work, neighborhood, city, country, or world without doing their share of changing things for better, living a better life, making a difference, or at the very least not causing any harm.
"Be the change you wish to see in the world." Mahatma Gandhi
What he said struck home for me. I feel the same way when judging people. I admire those who try achieve their goals and fail in the process, but not those who do not try. It does not matter if I do not share the same interests with them or even if I disagree with their cause. I admire those who actively practice having dialogues, information exchanges, transparency, giving and receiving constructive criticism, collaborations, by participating in public forums of different forms, real or virtual. They are active agents of a process that results in learning experiences and growth of individuals and communities. It does not matter if I do not agree with them. In fact, it is often times their courage and dedication to their beliefs that cause their disagreeing silent majority to come out of their shells and say something, or do something. The silent majority is a term that was often used during Jon Stewart Rally to Restore Sanity. I think the silent majority is somewhat responsible for all the insanity that goes on, for being by-standers that hands over all the attention and resources to those they disagree with, for not making things better, for not giving sanity and civility voice and power. I think those intellectuals in good health, with access to good resources, know better, and should do better, or at least try to do better.
I admire people who expose themselves to being criticized, judged, or even labeled by many adjectives even if I believe they are wrong. They are providing the opportunity to the other side to respond and maybe correct what is happening in many silent minds, to right some wrongs. Even more admirable are those who after years of believing in something, as a result of their learning experiences and exchange of ideas, come to the conclusion that they were wrong, and not shy away from exposing their human side; the side that is vulnerable and makes mistakes, and yet can learn from those mistakes. I find it hard to respect those who complain about things at their home, work, neighborhood, city, country, or world without doing their share of changing things for better, living a better life, making a difference, or at the very least not causing any harm.
"Be the change you wish to see in the world." Mahatma Gandhi
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