ﯾﺎﺭ ﻣﻦ ﯾﻮﺳﻒ ﻧﯿﺎ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﮐﺴﯽ
ﯾﻌﻘﻮﺏ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺍﯼ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻧﺸﺎﻥ ﺍﺯ ﺩﻭﺭﯾﺖ
ﻣﺮﻃﻮﺏ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﺍﯼ ﮔﻞ ﺯﯾﺒﺎﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺯ ﻏﺮﺑﺘﺖ ﺍﺷﮑﯽ
ﻧﺮﯾﺨﺖ
ﻧﺎﺯﻧﯿﻦ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺧﺪﺍ ﻫﻢ ﭘﯿﺸﺸﺎﻥ
ﻣﺤﺒﻮﺏ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﻧﻮﺑﻬﺎﺭﻡ ﺩﺭ ﻓﺮﺍﻗﺖ ﻫﯿﭻ ﮐﺲ
ﻣﺤﺰﻭﻥ ﻧﺸﺪ
ﻣﻨﺠﯽ ﺍﻧﺴﺎﻧﯿﺖ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺷﺮﺍﯾﻂ ﺟﻮﺭ
ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﮔﺮﭼﻪ ﺩﺭ ﻫﺮ ﺟﻤﻌﻪ ﺍﯼ ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺩﻋﺎﯾﺖ
ﻣﯽ ﮐﻨﻨﺪ
ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻋﺎﻫﺎ ﺑﺮ ﺯﺑﺎﻥ ﺍﺳﺖ ﺟﻨﺴﺸﺎﻥ
ﻣﺮﻏﻮﺏ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ...

Wishing you the timeless

treasure of Christmas; the

warmth of home,the love of

family & the company of good

friends,...MERRY CHRISTMAS. . .

with love and prayer...ur angel

<br />

ﺭﻭﺯﯼﺳﻨﮓﺗﺮﺍﺷﯽﮐﻪﺍﺯﮐﺎﺭﺧﻮﺩﻧﺎﺭﺍﺿﯽ
ﺑﻮﺩﻭ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱﺣﻘﺎﺭﺕ ﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩ،ﺍﺯ ﻧﺰﺩﯾﮑﯽ
ﺧﺎﻧﻪﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻧﯽﺭﺩ ﺷﺪ.ﺩﺭ ﺑﺎﺯﺑﻮﺩ ﻭﺍﻭ ﺧﺎﻧﻪ
ﻣﺠﻠﻞﺑﺎﻍﻭﻧﻮﮐﺮﺍﻥﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻥﺭﺍﺩﯾﺪﻭﺑﻪ
ﺣﺎﻝ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻏﺒﻄﻪ ﺧﻮﺭﺩ ﻭ ﺑﺎ ﺧﻮﺩ ﮔﻔﺖ» :ﺍﯾﻦ
ﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻥﭼﻘﺪﺭﺛﺮﻭﺕﺩﺍﺭﺩ«!ﻭﺁﺭﺯﻭﮐﺮﺩ ﮐﻪ
ﺍﻭﻫﻢﻣﺎﻧﻨﺪﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻥﺷﻮﺩ؛ﺩﺭﯾﮏﻟﺤﻈﻪ
ﺑﻪﻓﺮﻣﺎﻥﺧﺪﺍﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞﺑﻪﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻧﯽﺑﺎﺟﺎﻩﻭ
ﺟﻼﻝ ﺷﺪ.
ﻭﯼﺗﺎﻣﺪﺗﯽﻓﮑﺮﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﺍﺯﻫﻤﻪ
ﻗﺪﺭﺗﻤﻨﺪﺗﺮﺍﺳﺖﺗﺎﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪﺭﻭﺯﯼﺣﺎﮐﻢﺷﻬﺮ
ﺍﺯﺁﻧﺠﺎﻋﺒﻮﺭﮐﺮﺩ،ﺍﻭ ﺩﯾﺪﮐﻪﻫﻤﻪﺑﻪ ﺣﺎﮐﻢ
ﺷﻬﺮﺍﺣﺘﺮﺍﻡ ﻣﯽﮔﺬﺍﺭﻧﺪ ﺣﺘﯽ ﺑﺎﺯﺭﮔﺎﻧﺎﻥ؛ ﻣﺮﺩ
ﺑﺎﺧﻮﺩﺵﻓﮑﺮﮐﺮﺩ:»ﮐﺎﺵﻣﻦﻫﻢ ﺣﺎﮐﻢ
ﺑﻮﺩﻡ،ﺁﻥﻭﻗﺖﺍﺯﻫﻤﻪﻗﺪﺭﺗﻤﻨﺪﺗﺮ
ﻣﯿﺸﺪﻡ«!ﺩﺭﻫﻤﺎﻥﻟﺤﻈﻪﺍﻭﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞﺑﻪ
ﺣﺎﮐﻢﻣﻘﺘﺪﺭﺷﻬﺮﺷﺪﻭﺩﺭﺣﺎﻟﯿﮑﻪﺭﻭﯼ
ﺗﺨﺖﺭﻭﺍﻥﻧﺸﺴﺘﻪﺑﻮﺩ،ﻣﺮﺩﻡﻫﻤﻪﺑﻪﺍﻭ
ﺗﻌﻈﯿﻢﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻧﺪ،ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﻧﻮﺭ
ﺧﻮﺭﺷﯿﺪﺍﻭﺭﺍﻣﯽﺁﺯﺍﺭﺩﻭﺑﺎﺧﻮﺩﺵﻓﮑﺮ
ﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﺧﻮﺭﺷﯿﺪﻗﺪﺭﺗﺶﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮﺍﺳﺖ.
ﺳﻨﮓﺗﺮﺍﺵﺍﯾﻦﺑﺎﺭﺁﺭﺯﻭﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﺧﻮﺭﺷﯿﺪ
ﺑﺸﻮﺩﻭﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞﺑﻪﺧﻮﺭﺷﯿﺪﻫﻢﺷﺪ،ﺑﻌﺪﺑﺎ
ﺗﻤﺎﻡﻧﯿﺮﻭ ﺳﻌﯽ ﮐﺮﺩ ﮐﻪﺑﻪ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺑﺘﺎﺑﺪ ﻭ ﺁﻥ
ﺭﺍ ﮔﺮﻡ ﮐﻨﺪ.
ﭘﺲﺍﺯﻣﺪﺗﯽﺍﺑﺮﯼﺑﺰﺭﮒﻭﺳﯿﺎﻩﺁﻣﺪﻭ
ﺟﻠﻮﯼﺗﺎﺑﺶﺍﻭﺭﺍﮔﺮﻓﺖ،ﭘﺲﺑﺎﺧﻮﺩ
ﺍﻧﺪﯾﺸﯿﺪﮐﻪﻧﯿﺮﻭﯼﺍﺑﺮﺍﺯﺍﻭﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮﺍﺳﺖﻭ
ﺁﺭﺯﻭﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞﺑﻪﺍﺑﺮﯼﺑﺰﺭﮒﺷﻮﺩﻭ
ﺁﻥﭼﻨﺎﻥﺷﺪ.ﮐﻤﯽﻧﮕﺬﺷﺖﮐﻪﺑﺎﺩﯼﺁﻣﺪﻭ
ﺍﻭﺭﺍﺑﻪﺍﯾﻦﻃﺮﻑ ﻭﺁﻥﻃﺮﻑﻫﻞﺩﺍﺩ؛ ﺍﯾﻦ
ﺑﺎﺭﺁﺭﺯﻭ ﮐﺮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺎﺩ ﺷﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞ ﺑﻪ ﺑﺎﺩ ﺷﺪ.
ﻭﻟﯽﻭﻗﺘﯽﺑﻪﻧﺰﺩﯾﮑﯽﺻﺨﺮﻩﺳﻨﮕﯽ
ﺭﺳﯿﺪ،ﺩﯾﮕﺮﻗﺪﺭﺕﺗﮑﺎﻥﺩﺍﺩﻥﺻﺨﺮﻩﺭﺍ
ﻧﺪﺍﺷﺖﺑﺎﺧﻮﺩﮔﻔﺖﮐﻪﻗﻮﯾﺘﺮﯾﻦﻣﻮﺟﻮﺩ
ﺩﺭﺩﻧﯿﺎﺻﺨﺮﻩﺳﻨﮓﺍﺳﺖﻭﺗﺒﺪﯾﻞﺑﻪ
ﺳﻨﮕﯽﺑﺰﺭﮒﻭﻋﻈﯿﻢﺷﺪ.ﺍﻭﻫﻤﺎﻥﻃﻮﺭ
ﮐﻪﺑﺎﻏﺮﻭﺭﺍﯾﺴﺘﺎﺩﻩﺑﻮﺩﻧﺎﮔﻬﺎﻥﺻﺪﺍﯾﯽ
ﺷﻨﯿﺪﻭﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱﮐﺮﺩﮐﻪﺩﺍﺭﺩﺧﻮﺭﺩ
ﻣﯿﺸﻮﺩ.ﻧﮕﺎﻫﯽﺑﻪﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺖ
ﻭﺳﻨﮓﺗﺮﺍﺷﯽﺭﺍﺩﯾﺪ ﮐﻪﺑﺎﭼﮑﺶ ﻭﻗﻠﻢ ﺑﻪ
ﺟﺎﻥ ﺍﻭ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳﺖ

ﮔﻔﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻱ ﮔﻠﻪ ﺍﻱﻧﻴﺴﺖﺑﻴﻦ ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺗﻮﻭﻟﻲ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﺍﻱﻧﻴﺴﺖﮔﻔﺘﻢ ﻛﻤﻲ ﺻﺒﺮ ﻛﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻮﺵ ﻛﻦ ﺑﻪﻣﻦﮔﻔﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﺑﺎﻳﺪ ﺑﺮﻭﻡ ﺣﻮﺻﻠﻪ ﺍﻱ ﻧﻴﺴﺖﭘﺮﻭﺍﺯ ﻋﺠﺐ ﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﺧﻮﺑﻴﻪ ﻭﻟﻲ ﺣﻴﻒ ﺗﻮﺭﻓﺘﻲﻭ ﺩﮔﺮ ﺍﺛﺮ ﺍﺯ ﭼﻠﭽﻠﻪ ﺍﻱ ﻧﻴﺴﺖﮔﻔﺘﻲ ﻛﻪ ﻛﻤﻲ ﻓﻜﺮ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ﺑﺎﺷﻢ ﻭ ﺁﻥﻭﻗﺖﺭﻓﺘﻲ ﺧﺪﺍ ﺑﺎﺷﺪ ﭘﺸﺖ ﭘﻨﺎﻫﺖ ﺑﻪ ﺳﻼﻣﺖﺑﮕﺬﺍﺭ ﺑﺴﻮﺯﺩ ﺩﻝ ﻣﻦ ﻣﺴﺌﻠﻪ ﺍﻱ ﻧﻴﺴﺖ----------------