The night of

It is amazing how we change over the years, our goals, our dreams, our standards, our priorities, our hobbies, etc. All and all everything in this world seems so relative, so there is nothing to be prejudice about because apparently we won't think the same next year and consequently, we don't believe in the same things as we do now.

As Bijan Jalali, an Iranian Poet says: Keep some room for not knowing, for ignorance. One day, it might be filled by a piece of knowledge that we don´t believe in today.

Well, thoughts are so distracting,  the objective of this post was about series.
 I was not a fan of watching series in the past like 10 years ago, for instance, only movies. To me, series have too much time to say what they intend to. Several seasons, lots of hours...

However, sometimes you just better not resist the stuff. Series have been improving over the years. Brilliant ideas, intriguing subject, well-chosen actors...Irresistible!

Honesty I still go for mini-series rather than soap operas, waiting for each season for ages.

And at last, let's talk about my favorite mini-series so far, THE NIGHT OF.

I don't know is it me or it has the same effect on everyone who watched it. I was totally immersed in the story, in the characters, especially Nasir. Is it because I am from the middle east? Is it because I am immigrant and well-aware of preconceptions about us? We are people from lands of wars, people from restless lands, extreme believes for the rest of the world.
How lonely Nasir is, how he falls down and down under the dark shadow of his race, his origin, his roots, things that he didn't have a chance to choose.
And who believed him? who heard his story? A miserable looking, in trouble lawyer. I don't give away the rest. Just I lived and loved every minute of this story.

We are still on a long road of struggle to see beyond racist stigmas and stereotypes, not letting them to cloud our judgment and see people as a human sees a human, give people time to show their true color, their inner self, without being labeled already.

PHOTO CREDIT: COURTESY OF HBO

Birthday

Life has been like a hurricane last recent years. Unpredictable and tense. How has it changed me?
Honestly, I don't know.

What I assume is that this hurricane needs to follow some patterns, like a Sine wave, give some rests, give some sunny days, some pleasure and then goes down to the hard, dark, heart-breaking moments following some resting time. However, there is no pattern.

Happiness and satisfaction are told to be found inside. What I am trying to observe, to discover.

I had to make the most difficult decisions of my whole life these years.

I have always been an overthinker but decisive, open to changes, to adventures, still, am.

So, all I wish for my birthday is courage, courage, and courage to continue passing through the hurricane of life. Maybe life is laughing at me saying you haven't seen a real hurricane yet. So, that´s all I need, the courage to fight. Like that "peaceful warrior"