To Persian Gulf

I'm glade that I have this space to write without the fear of being misunderstood.

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There are people who when we meet we forget our names, our genders, our language and our lives…We detach from the reality we draw, to turn to our genuine form. The form and shape of our pure souls…souls beyond materialistic world…No need to understand, so no fear of misunderstanding…it’s a mystic moment…where souls have a shower in the silent tranquility. They are people who we might meet once in a life time. We might meet them in a bus station or a shop. Some even we never get the chance to talk to or know thier names. But those people are always there in that pure tranquil space. The space where our souls take it's journey in a moment. And this sudden unplanned journey gives us a feeling of pleasure that can not be explained.

May God Bless them wherever they are.