Got rank 5 on the google

The biggest step blog have recently got pagerank 5 out of 10 on the google. The Pagerank™ is the Google’s measure of the importance of a webpage on the internet. The pagerank 5 shows that this weblog stands at the upper spot than more than 70% of the weblogs worldwide. And it seems to be a good spot. Also the referral logs from the search engines show that this weblog has been a good source for people who were looking for information for their researches and studies as follow:
Helped hundreds of people from Middle East countries to connect to Paltalk.
Helped hundreds of people who were researching for marriage traditions in Iran.
Helped people who were looking for information about Iranian traditions like Yalda.
Helped many people who were looking for Mnemonics on the net.
Helped people who were researching about the leaning tower of Pisa and the biography of popular singer Enrique Iglesias.
And much more as like “Friends Forever” short story and etc.
These are all motivate me more than ever to dedicate more time at this blog and to try to do better posts. My main problem on this is the language problem and unfortunately there is no one to guide me and correct my mistakes. The language classes weren’t the cure and I haven’t improved even a bit since last year. Since one year ago, I’ve passed three language courses, the first one which was the starting point of this blog was really wonderful but in the second and third courses I forgot my previous knowledge rather than learning! With regards to that guy who instructed me perfectly on these courses, after that I looked for another language institutes. But there wasn’t any better place in the sucking city Arak. Today I took part in a class in the Kish language institute and it wasn’t as bad as I was expecting. Maybe I show up at this class if they change the days of the class to odd days because I’m going to another language class at my old institute. This class is a good one with the last year’s teacher miss hajilou, although she is a good teacher but I think the classes are not as functional as it was previously, she spend most of the time explaining grammatical points, playing listening tapes and we don’t have opportunity to talk and practice English. I don’t know what’s the problem with me that I feel down nowadays. Maybe it’s because of the very bad days I had in last six months and I often feel depressed during these bad days.

Goodbye old office!

Today I’m evacuating my old office. It was a pretty nice place which I have much good memoirs there. It was a promotion place for me and my business with good income there.
I’ll be working for a company for a few months and after that I’m arranging to get a new office here in Arak or possibly in Tehran.

Goodbye old office, miss you!

Alone night trip to mountain

It's sharp 9 in the pm. I'm going to do something different from routines. Going to calm mountains in the night alone without anything, just with my cellphone(to take some photos) and a pocket of cigarettes. Anything may happen to me, maybe I didn't come back because there are lots of threats at this time on the dark mountains, bad guys or maybe I became a greasy bit of a wolf or crazy wild dog. That's also thunder storming, maybe one of that lightnings killed me. BUT this is not the passion of a depressed one who is thinking on to commit a suicide. I just want to challenge myself, maybe I found what's I'm looking for on my life in the dark mountain.
I'm going to come back at 12, and then I will write what's happened to me with the photos.
Until that...
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An awkward silence in the mountain

I’m back at 11:30, everything was well and actually there was no threat. I’m just feeling fresh with a lot of energy and also a stuffed head! because of the climate. The only bad thing was the heavy storm, especially at the peak.
On the way of mountain, there are two railways and after that there is a hill which leads to the city ring road. Near the hill I noticed that some junkies are in action along a flame. I just passed them and arrived the mountain. On the mount I followed the blind roads, passed one mount after another. Finally I reached the sixth peak, where it was the highest spot in the area and there was no higher mount in the radius of one kilometer. At first, I expected to see guys especially junkies on the way, but after climbing two months, I was sure that there is no one on the month but me, actually there was no one as crazy as me to do that! And there was amazing bits of time there, an awkward silence in the mount with the only sound of wind reverberating through the stones and the beautiful view of the city at night from the mountain.
I really enjoyed sitting for some moments there on rocks below the moonlight which was shining faintly behind the clouds and thinking lonely for myself.
On the way back I lost the blind road for a while and I had to go through the rocks and stones in darkness, and the bad point to me was that I didn’t have sneakers to run easily on slopes. I need to buy new shoes tomorrow.

Photographs:

A view of the city from the mountain


My flag at the highest point of the mount peak!


A view of the city ring road on the way back.

What’s up with me? I love more bandwidth!

Downloader loves more bandwidth!

OK guys! My new job is downloading. I’ve called my new office “My Download Center”! Cause I usually keep trying to make the computers do better downloading from the net. Optimizing TCP/IP and network settings to reach the best performance of downloading, prioritize and scheduling downloads are needed to use up 100% of total 24x7 network bandwidth. I’m not a download greedy but it’s a part of my business to have need to large amount of data from the world’s most recent academic publishers. I’m going to feed Iranian people(especially higher education students) with worthful information and it seems to be a very profitable business as I see they are thirst of new information. To do the best in business, my co-workers will join me in two months.

An screenshot of my computer desktop while downloading

Back to English Classes at Pishro
I’m back to English classes at Pishro language academy after near two months. The classes are good and funny and I learn a lot every session though my level of English seems to be much better than the rest of class. The good point is that the teachers (Mrs. Ehsanzadeh / Mr. Moosazadeh) let me more to talk.
The English classes are very considerable in this blog and even in my life since they were as my starting point to write in English and this blogging. When my previous term teacher miss Hadjilou asked us to bring a writing each session, it gave me more confidence to do that in a broader area and publish my writings on internet. She was a very good, honorable teacher, thanks to him.
Please excuse my bad English, I’m still learning.

Nokia N72 was supposed to bring new life!
After getting rid of that tiny SE k310, I arranged to get a new Nokia N72 to more digitalize my life. But after just a few days, it turned to be the most amazing portable game console I’ve ever had. There are hundreds of games on my phone and I’m still involved to make better records and discover new levels. LOL.

At the end of this post, I'd like to appreciate Blogs by Iranians and Jerusalem Post newspaper for linking my weblog.

Beautiful Yalda is falling out my time

Tonight is a special one because of a special guest; Yalda night has brought joy and happiness to Iranian homes. Yalda is the longest night of the year that Iranian people celebrates it together with happiness and traditional customs from ancient. However I’m not going to write about Yalda (Shabe Chelle in casual language) as you can find much about that by just a googling on it, but in addition, just know that Yalda is also a girl’s name in Persian. I don’t know who made all the beautiful things feminine or putted all the beautiful names to girls. [They were instinctively right!]
At 7 pm in Yalda night, my sister called me:
Sister: We are in grandpa’s home, come here, we are waiting for you.
Me: I’m in short of time, you know, I’ve already told you that I don’t go anywhere.
Sister: Grandpa and Grandma are asking about you, they’re gonna to be unhappy if you don’t come. Come for dinner and go back early.
Me: Give my deep apologizes to them and explain my situation. I would lose in my exams if I miss these hours.
Sister: How can you tell this while you were asleep all the morning!?
Me: I was asleep all the morning because I stayed up all the night studying. Now I’m in the mood of studying and I want to keep it. I’ll go home when I was tired, maybe at midnight. So, tell me, do you know what is the limit of an n-gon when n approaches infinity?
Sister: I USED TO KNOW, BE HERE IN 30 MINUTES OR….
Me: YES MUM.
Customs are very good, but sometimes they come in awkwardly, especially when you can not avoid them. Some customs are very strong here, like Yalda and holiday of Nowrooz. I have never could benefit these times to do something productive because if you try to do you have to swim against the river flow.
Lets come back again to Yalda, one of the customs is to eat some watermelons in this night, it’s used to believe that if you eat watermelon in Yalda, you don’t get thirsty in next summer, so still people buy and eat Yaldamelons. Look what message one of my friends sent me: “You are so handsome, you are so attractive. This is your watermelon for Yalda!!”
If you havn’t got it, just consider the old Persian proverb “Putting watermelon to somebody’s armpit (Hendevane zire baghale kasi gozashtan)”. You put watermelon to somebody’s armpit when you cheat or lie him.
The oldest Yalda I can remember comes back to when I was 5 years old. I remember when my mother told me it’s the time to go to bed, I replied: “Mother, tonight is the longest one, we have too much time tonight enough to stay up more.” I used to believe that the night is as long as a week or maybe a month! And when my mother told me that it may be longer just for a minute, I thought foolish.
It would be great if the Yalda could be the night that I could study same as I study in a week or month if it cannot be as long as a week or month!

Independent Ahmad: Under Pressure

What I am feeling like these days can be best described by this picture:

Yes, that’s me. But of course there are much more burden on me. It is killing me. It is hard to me to stand this massive burden any more. But I think I should keep them on me or lose all of them. I don’t want to lose all of them because they are too worthful to me and are the only things I have got in my life.

Also this picture is very descriptive about me.

I have to read all of these papers bud I don’t know how and from which one should I start.

I sometimes have to do something similar to this:

These days I feel stressed out, full of anxiety and worry. Especially when thinking about future in nights when I’m not doing something. But I’m funny, hopeful and do not take things so hard. I do my best(worst) everyday.
Something else: kill you Araki guys. If I don’t leave this hell city shortly, I’m going to kill myself.

Independent Ahmad: Life is changing

I do not like to write too much about myself, as I think you do not like read such things too much. But I feel I need to write somewhat about what is going on with me. It makes me peaceful.
I’m going on to make a big difference in my life and leaving my father’s house in two months after 21 years living with them. Hmmm… really amazing, total independence by living by myself. I’m really looking forward for that day.
From now on I’ll keep myself busy with studying. I have some important and vital examinations in January. I’m looking at them as barriers because they always been as impediments in my mind and life whenever I had to make up my mind for an important change in life. I just decided to face the problems and dominate them. So I have to study at least 12 hours each day in two coming months. I’ll also have a little time everyday to spend on the net as I used to have. And the same for my English learning, because the time is limited and I’m doubtful about participating to the class for the next term but I’ll probably do it in spite of the fact that I’ll don’t have to work in home for that.
Beside the fact that studying hard like this for examinations causes missing of very things but I think it saves the time, because you have to restrict yourself in a specific template and give up some awkward habits such as spending much for leisure and unnecessary activities. It also makes you more productive as you discover the worthfulness of time. In other hands I really enjoy studying materials such as mathematics, geometry and logics as they really cause your mind working and thinking deeply and take you to challenges.
That’s why I would like to have exams everyday to stay productive.

Independent Ahmad: feeling sad is not a sin

Tonight is a cold one, really cold. Frosty and blue at 10:45. I brought myself home as fast as possible after language class finished at 7:30. today my cell phone rung more than everyday. It was showing 15 missed calls since I haven’t like to answer a call today. As I stepped home, it rung once more and I decided to answer; Mrs. Khalaj, are you still looking for an office? I replied: thank you, but I’m not on a budget right now.
I hated being busy, being busy is seductive. It grabs you most of the fun. That’s why I always was being tried to be independent in my life. I sacrificed everything for being independent, my work, my school, my time, my future and even my life. I didn’t get anything major, but I can make up my mind to travel to north or south of the country at the moment.
I’m really feeling sad, something is killing me. Duality, I always was being wrestling with dualities in my life, duality in everything, beliefs, chores, choosing people, jobs, ways and etc but I always used to try missing nothing.
I’m a sad one, because I have tasted the flavor of a deep failure once more in my life. Several failures in things which are tied to your being, one after another, in years; you feel the paradise as a hell, maybe Tartarus.
Yesterday I was in Tehran. Showing up in a friendly meeting with my friends who mostly been website owners. The meeting was holden on to talk about problems and issues about Iranian websites and to take a unique approach to handle hard situations. After the meeting, I stayed behind with some of my colleague friends and had some chats. I resigned from all of my positions and affairs. I told them that I’ll be very busy in coming year and my life is changed as I applied for some abroad universities.
But there isn’t so much chance for a man like me who lives on a shoestring to do something major in short time but I have hopes.
It is crystal clear to me for what to do. But I’m doing nothing or at least the right thing and this is what annoying me.

This blog is not just belonged to class activities as it did. The language classes are almost finished and we are approaching to the end of the term. It was my second term studying English at Pishro Language Academy and also the best one. I feel massive improvements in my English but not still content with it at all. After this term I don’t like to stay in my home city Arak any more and loving to go abroad.
From now on, the posts titled with “Independent Ahmad” are about myself. I call my new personality and attitude “Independent Ahmad” which is the third Ahmad. The first Ahmad died after 18 years living and the second one died after 2 years at age 21. Now the third Ahmad is formed since three months ago and still improving.