“Don’t make decisions when you are angry”! A correct and proven quota!

I have observed people who are happier and more stable in their character, make fewer mistakes. They hardly become fucked up and are more patient in problem solving. Happiness is a road to success. That’s why Iranian despots love dark colours. When you are fucked up, you are running out of brain. Be happy!

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The power of mind in exile

When we leave our home countries to abroad, we usually face different problems. To manage and solve the problems we need to talk to some people, either to get free from its mental barrier or to find some fresh, creative and more independent ideas.

Sometimes this process can not be implemented, simply because there is no one who can understand the whole situation. I mean, when we face a problem, the problem could be acknowledged by people who have a minimum understanding of the concept and more important the context of the problem. These factors are in scarce out of the country.

Mind is the only factor that can boost the opportunities of solving the problems. Power of mind is incredible, unlimited and always beyond the expectations.

Recently I borrowed some books related to this topic. I try to post some of interesting parts of the books.

Now, I know that happiness is a kind of art. I believe that the path to success goes through happiness. I would be happy if you generate more ideas about this.


Cheers

The story of my tax return

It was for few weeks that I was in need of money. I mean, the problem was not my balance sheet; I had a problem with my cash flow (I hope you know the difference). Last week I was wondering how I can find money! I realized that in June the new financial year would be started and it’s a good time for tax return.
It took me one day to get what’s going on with tax forms. I lodged my tax return through internet.
Today, when I desperately was checking my bank account in internet, I found that my tax return that is about AUS$500 is in my account. I was jumping! After just 6 days (4working days), they sent my tax return to my account.

Now, I can breathe again.

Cheers mates 

iran was beaten by Korea Republic

Again we lost an important match. Maybe it’s not the match which is important. The national pride was beaten again!

Some consider the past, some present and some look at the future. I, as an Iranian love to love my country. Do you think I can be happy of a bright future for Iran?
Do you think now I can be happy of what is going inside my country?
Yap! I can be happy for my glorious past and history but I don’t like to be happy because of the things that don’t exist today.

Last night I was watching the match in a pub in Sydney. I knew that people inside the country can not see the happiness of Iranian supporters as ladies had no scarves! I was not happy of the flag which supporters had in their hands. I know that you were not happy of the national anthem. We have a better real one.

How can we empower our national pride?

When we water a plant, it grows. When it grows, we grow.

I have a part time job in the library of my university. When the librarian was leaving the country for a one month trip, advised me to water her plant.
Now I have a plant here.

Sydney art gallery and The Iranian New Wave

This link can lead you trough the art gallery webpage for Iranian movies new wave. Sydney art gallery is located in the city of Sydney and surrounded with botanic garden and Hyde Park.

When I heard bout this new program, I got interested to check the list of the movies. As you can see most of the movies show a very dark and sad image from Iran. To be honest, this is a big problem. I feel it now better. Sometimes my friends ask very strange and even insulting questions about Iran. I try to explain them in a very broad and open minded way but it’s not easy.

I went to art gallery and watched “baran”. The Domain Theatre was nearly full and I found few Iranians over there. No idea why!

star city

Few days ago for the first time, I went to star city which is a big famous casino in Sydney.
Recently I moved in a new place and now live with Asians. They invited me to join them going to star city. As I had enough time, decided to join them.

A kind of short cultural chock! It was a very big place with thousands of gamblers. Money can be gained and lost in a second. You can choose between machines and tables. When you enter to the casino, you have to submit your passport to create your own account. It means at the end of each day, every single dollar spent in there would be counted. At the first time, they give you $10 to play as well as 3 free non alcoholic drinks. Anyway, I saw people were inserting the notes easily into the machines and losing them in a spot! Roulette is one of the most popular games (I hope I am not wrong with the name) and you can finish your $50 account in a minute by playing that.

A girl from Thailand is the owner of the flat which I live in. here owner means she has rent the flat and made it furnished and then others would pay her the rent weekly. She was the only expert between us and started playing four card poker. I was shocked as she lost $200 in five minutes. When I asked from my other Thai flatmates about her, they told me that she has already lost nearly $50000 in two years in Sydney. She is a student in the field of hair dressing. That night she was lucky, came back home with $1300. Yap! She won that money in one night.

It was interesting that the people who were gambling at that night were mostly Asian or had Iranian or Arabic look. I am not sure about the nationality of them but for me, the portion of the races was different from the real portion of different races that we see in Sydney.

Australian notes are $5, $10, $20, $50 and $100. We can hardly see $100 motes in everyday transactions. In star city, the $100 note was like a leaf of a paper.

Yann arthus-bertrand

While walking along darling harbour in Sydney, we can see the photographs of a French photographer in the title of “Earth from above”. Amazing pics that we can not imagine they are real form the earth.
Yannarthus-bertrand is an environmental activist. Along with each photograph, there are some interesting data related to the subject.

Check this website to see all of his photographs by free. After entering English version, click on photographs and then select the earth from above. Don’t miss the music which plays on the website.

Enjoy!

Flashback 1

As I knew nobody in Sydney, I booked a bed through this website in one of the hostels in the heart of the city. Hostels or backpackers are the cheapest places that one can stay in. The price of the one which I booked was $25 for 24 hours.

My imagination about the hostel was totally different. A dirty man guided man to my bed. Eight beds in a dark and messy room. I was looking for a place to put my luggage. Where can I put my luggage?, I asked him. Put it here! Next to your bed! Nobody would touch it, the guy told me. The room knocked me down. I came out of the hostel and was looking for my university which was located in that area.

I was looking for my university in the main street. I asked the address from 2 guys. When I said thanks, they replied: “no worries mate”. A new word in greeting as a master degree student was not acceptable for me!

After the orientation day, I started looking for a cheap room. I knew some websites but I had no idea where I can find an appropriate room regarding my budget. In the hostel, a nearly 35 to 40 years old black lady was watching TV most of times in the living room. We started talking together and as she was not new in the city, she gave me some idea about how and where to find a room.

She was originally from Kenya. I got happy as I like Kenyan runners. I started showing her my pictures with famous athletes from her country. She suddenly opened a folder of porno pictures from the pc. I showed no reaction but she stared at me. Yes! She was a prostitute that I got it late as everybody else in the hostel knew that except me. She had a strange character as the whole day she used to either read the bible or watch the TV.
Once I asked her about the cost of renting a bed for a long period of time in different hostels and she said:”remember, there is always a room of bargain. So it depends how you can bargain for the discount.” I saw her drunk for few more times after I left that hostel.

Wages in Australia

I would like to write about the wages for those who intend to come to Australia or those who are interested to know how people get paid in this economy.

As I live in Sydney and work as a casual staff, what I write is mainly related to my experience.

Most of the students in Australia don’t need to work because they belong to wealthy families mainly from Asian countries. Those who work can be categorized into two groups. First, those who can not speak English well, second, the others. Asians mostly have problem in speaking English even in master degree programs at universities ( not their fault, most of them can not pronounce English words properly).

Asians live in their own communities and therefore work in the same environments. In Thai or Chinese restaurants they get paid something around $10 per hour as a kitchen hand or in a watering job. This amount depends to the experience, ability and of course contact of the person and can go up to $18 per hour.

Most of the Europeans work as waiters/waitresses in Australian restaurants. They get paid something around &12 to 18 per hour and again it depends to what I mentioned previously. Some of them who are native English speakers would work in administration jobs and get paid a bit more like something around $20 per hour.

In general, like everything in life it depends to luck and effort to find an appropriate job. Students can work maximum 20 hours per week, so they lose some sort of jobs. Working holiday holder visas have more freedom and choices in terms of jobs but they can not work in a one specific job for more than three months. I don’t know much about this type of visa.
Some employers, who need to train employees, prefer to recruit those who can work for them more than one year. Bachelor degree students, who would stay in the country for few years, are a good target for employers.

Weird and wonderful

Today I had an interesting experience. I was supposed to work in my new casual job. Recently I applied in an agency to work as a carer. Usually carers take care of aged people in their homes and help them doing their every day activities.
I knew that today I have to take care of a kid which has some mental and behavioral problems.
The house was located in one of the best areas in Sydney close to clovelly beach. First, I met an old man in the age of nearly 65 to 70 years old. Messy house and a strange smell pissed me off at first seconds! He called john, and he entered. He was mentally retarded. I was about to cry, I don’t know why exactly but my expectation was different.

The man gave me a bag and told me that john likes to walk along the beach and after that make a barbeque for both of you.
I didn’t know the area so john leaded me through the path. He was absolutely conscious about the path. We entered into a cemetery. I had heard about that cemetery which is quite famous in Sydney. Going there was my plan in the coming months.

I started talking to him.
_ so, your name is john, is that right?
_ my name is john Paul and your name is ali. (He offered his hand as greeting)

I got that he is not like what I was thinking. He started talking about the cemetery. English people are buried here, as well as people from Italy, john told. I was shocked. He knew that as his father had told him many times in the past.
That cemetery is the biggest one in Sydney and it has only one view: ocean. We walked along the other famous beaches and made a barbeque in bronte beach. He loves sausages so we had that. When I asked him which day in a week you like most, he replied Tuesdays. Why?, I said. Its barbeque day, john said that.
During our walk, his father called me three times to make sure that everything is ok. He was wondering what we will do if it starts raining.
After three hours, we went back home. He wanted me to watch a DVD with him. It was a kind of educational DVD for children. Another one hour went for that.

His father really appreciated that and helped me to find the right way to reach the city.