I remember there was an old ruined mansion in Bushehr where people could pay a little amount to go inside. We visited the wrecked house a few times in my childhood. The story behind it was so sad but more importantly, a life lesson which was probably why they took us to the palace several times.

roof-540835_960_720The story goes that the owner was a very rich merchant who was a profligate spender to show off how wealthy he was. People used to say he lit his cigars with burning bills instead of matches in front of others and when big politicians came to Bushehr from the Capital Tehran, he lit candles with bills to show how powerful and rich he was.burning-money-2113914_960_720He used to serve tea in gold tea cups and eat in silver plates and dishes. He was never friendly with anyone and found it disgraceful to talk to the poor.pots-186553_960_720

Eventually, he lost everything, went bankrupt and died without a penny to leave for his children. The poor people who now lived in the mansion with no windows or doors and partially no roof and walls, were his grand children who owned the land. They lived very impoverish lives.person-1172018_960_720They survived with general labors and the money people paid to see the ruined house. They never talked to anyone, nor answered any questions.  It was obvious that they were so ashamed of their grandfather’s past.

My father said that no one ever offered them any jobs because their grandfather was so cruel to the town, and never respected anyone as he saw himself as a superior.


Salty Coffee|قهوه شور



A young man spent lots of time in his favorite cafe and always kept an eye on a girl that he thought would be his perfect match. He finally dared to ask the girl if she’d let him buy a coffee for her and shared the table with her.


He was so happy and excited that he accidentally grabbed the salt by mistake and poured it into his coffee. The girl looked at him with shocked eyes, wondering what he was going.



Realizing what he had done, the young man didn’t want to have a weird first date impression, so he told her; “I grew up in a town surrounded by the sea and salty coffee reminds me of my childhood.”

The young couple fell in love after some time and got married.


Every time he wanted to drink a coffee, she stirred two teaspoon of salt in it to continue reminding him of his childhood.


Forty years passed and they lived happily in love until the husband got sick and was on his death bed. He told his wife that he had a confession to make.


He said: “I’m so sorry to say that I lied to you for forty years. I poured salt into my coffee accidentally on our first date. And when I saw your shocked face I made up a story so you wouldn’t think I am a fool. But you continued to pour salt into my coffee out of love and care.


I always hated the salty coffee, but the beautiful way you looked into my eyes when I sipped my awful tasting coffee made me drink it for forty years.


I would have continued drinking it for a million years just to see you look at me that way over and over again.”







Let People Talk|اجازه دهید مردم صحبت کنند



An old man and his young son were heading to town with their donkey. Since the donkey was very old, the old man didn’t want to put too much heavy weight on its back, so only his son was riding on the donkey.



When they were passing by some people, they heard people whispering: “Shame on the young boy. He is riding on the donkey while the old man is walking.”


The old man’s son asked his father to switch places with him. The old man didn’t want to argue, so he switched spots with his son. They continued along their way when;

Some other person was passing by and whispered: “How selfish can a father be to ride a donkey when his son is walking in this hot weather.”



The son looked at the old man and said: “Maybe we should both sit on the donkey’s.”

So they did.


A little while passed and someone else saw them and of course had an opinion as they said quietly: “This is animal cruelty. Poor old donkey is carrying two egotistic, lazy humans.”

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As the boy opened his mouth to give another opinion based on people’s thoughts, the old man said: “Best way to live life is to be careless about what people think. Always do what is right at that moment. Our donkey is old and you are less heavy than I am. You can either walk with me or ride on the donkey, no matter what others say. You can’t keep everyone satisfied so do what seems right to you.”




What Is Your Job?|شغل شما چیست؟



Once a friend, who is a successful pediatric Doctor was sharing an effective memory of his.


He said;

I was coming out of a bank very happy because I had just deposited a great amount of money out of my hard work.


In those days, there were no cell phones to make a phone call while you were out, you had to use public phones.


I didn’t have any change so I decided to get some change from the guy who had a little shop on the street. A not-so big cloth was spread on the ground with some batteries, and other small things.


I really didn’t need any of those things so I approached him and said: “Sorry, can I get some change please, I need to make a phone call,” and showed him my bill.


He smiled and gave me a coin from a separate jar and said: “No need to pay me, these coins are here for people who need to make a phone call. Just say ‘God bless.’”


Then I saw some other people taking coins from his jar and saying “God bless” and then going to the phone booth.

I asked the battery seller: “How much do you make to be able to donate this much money every day?!!”

He smiled and said: “I make $200 or more, and everyday I put $50 in the change jar. I’ve seen many people who’ve had to make a phone call and didn’t have change, so I decided to make this donation and help others this way. I make good money. I have enough to help others.”

I was so ashamed. I was embarrassed. This guy was making a little money and was donating one forth of it every single day, and I was making a fortune and had never done anything good for others.

I had to do something. His pure soul changed me.

From that day on I asked my in-need patients to pay me with a “God bless”.


What a great feeling and what a happy life I have had since.

GOD BLESS you my friend for teaching me how rich you were and how poor I was.



Extravagant Talks|خرافات


There was a very kind old lady helping my mother during our childhood by babysitting us.


She was very skinny with a long face full of deep wrinkles. You could easily get a sense that she had an extremely painful life.


We loved her and respected her a lot. My mother was very kind and generous to her as much as she possibly could. We called her “Nane Ali.”


She had her own beliefs. For instance, she never liked to take a picture or be in family photos. We really wanted to have a photo to remember her for ever but she always refused.


Years passed and we grew up. One day me and my sister decided to pay a visit to Nane Ali.


Nane Ali got very excited and hugged us. We talked about all her kindness and how honored we were to have her growing up, and how she was always like a grandmother to us.


She felt very pleased and blissful.

My sister asked her: “Nane Ali, how come you never let us take a picture with you? We would love to have a picture with you please.”

This time she didn’t refuse our request; she stood between us and we took some pictures together and some of her only.



Then she said: “The reason that I never took any pictures in my life was because I believed that I would be cursed and die the day after they take a picture of me.

We laughed and said: “Oh dear Nane these thoughts are nonsense, superstitious and just silly extravagant talks.”

She smiled and didn’t argue. We said our goodbyes and finished that wonderful day with a big hug.

The next day they informed us that Nane Ali passed away!