No work and all play, makes Shideh a dull girl!
Well it's the New Year holidays and the parties are really breathtaking! Every night we arrive at 3am and then the same routine is followed the next day! Isn't that ridiculous?! Well it doesn’t seem to be for others as they look perfectly happy with it all. I don’t like parties that much anyway so it's really starting to get on my nerves, all the noise, lots of aimless making up and preparing for just a couple of hours of lots of people talking about things that are really not interesting and then I have to tolerate until we get back home.
I know I'm not normal, what can I do? I'm just unable to mingle with the crowd, and talk about things like cooking, dresses, cosmetics, love (!), married and unmarried members of the family (!), who has gotten fat and who has lost weight with miraculous diets. I cannot put up with the sappy political comments which mainly revolve around cursing mullahs without suggesting any solutions. Just naggings, unbearable naggings of a group of people who are really having a ball, making loads of money due to the chaotic economic status and market but nag anyways just to say they are like others.
Anyhow, I'm like this frank girl who is always telling people to their faces that they are full of shit in these circumstances, which gets me into a vicious circle of useless discussions with people who don’t really want to hear what you have to say; therefore, I'd really rather they leave me alone to sip my drink and read something or look at some photos.
Oh dear! Look at me! I nag so much! I guess I should be happy that there are so many people around that I can never be alone even if I try hard! I'm just being silly; being with family is good, isn’t it? Ok enough with this!
I recommend that you read what Khodadad has written about the history of Nowruz (New Year in Iran).
