We woke up today to beautiful, warm sunshine of Abadan. We went to Breakfast on the third floor. We had a view of the landing strip for the airport. I remember the days that we would see British airways, Kuwait airways, klm flights land in the airport. They are working on a massive project behinfd hotel Parsian and the old Hotel Abadan. They are building a lake and green space. They call it Braim Lake. I look forward to visit the lake in future trips.
I said my Abadani prayer at the breakfast table.
" May your Ray.Ban be spotless, your laf big, your speedo wrinkle free and the sun of Abadan always shine on you".
Shahram, Shervin and I went to the old neighborhood. We walked to Khooshe and then walked towards the new 25 shahrivar. At house 750 where we used to live we took pictures of the old Euculiptus tree that we used to paly under. The front lawn of the house we used to play soccer with Shervin and Saiid who is now married to Fariba my Aunt's grranddaughter. At khooshe we talked to Mr. Arshadi's son who now runs the store. The old Mr. Arshadi was killed in an auto accident a few years back.
Abadan will never be the same. People who did not live there do not understand why Abadanis love this city and why everey time we talk about, our eyes tear up.
That is why you should enjoy every moment of life and appreciate what you have and who you share time with. once it is gone and they are gone, it will be only memories and will never be brought back.
we went to the fishermen's market, 25 shahrivar, Helal braim, our old house 1213, Naft club, swimming pools, Cinema Taj, 0ld 25 shahrivar, House # 1 and house #2 that are riddled with bullets and are now memories of war.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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