Spring Is Constant!

Spring comes,

whether my hands tremble pouring vinegar in the small jar or not,

Spring comes, whether I shake with fear or not,

Spring comes, without me asking for it,
It comes after winter ends, regardless of my skepticism or hope,

Spring comes every year,
It comes after the cold days of winter,

Spring comes every year!
Spring is constant in its habit of change!
Spring is constant and so is change!

To all who celebrate spring, Happy Spring!
To all who celebrate Nowruz, Happy Nowruz!
To all who celebrate their New Year with the coming of spring, Happy New Year!
I wish you all a Greener Spring, Iranian Green!

The Office Calendar!

I was afraid all day today!
All through the morning coffee, the lectures, the lengthy office hours, and the afternoon tea, I was worried for an unknown-forgotten-something; worried that I am missing something!

The office calendar, sat on the desk with an air of confidence that robbed me of mine! I sat there as if all day, yet not!

I miss the scent of tuberose that filled our home every March 8th. I miss the scent of that one tuberose, that one Gool-e Maryam, the one dad brought home, every year on March 8th. I miss being home on March 8th!

The office calendar with an air of confidence reminded me of home!


* Happy International Women's Day! Happy March 8th!