Why does it feel so sad?
They have been buried & everything is finished. People are getting back to their normal life and day by day, they will recall less. The only thing that is left is the memory of Laleh and Ladan who died in a tragic story in Raffles hospital; but there are also some points that have made mind busy and create some doubts about the whole story. I don’t think about a detective one and I don’t like to lose my trust to science, scientists and look for an excuse to relate anything that happens in our country to politics and politicians. I believe that the medical team and all staff of Raffles hospital did the best for a successful surgery, but all these days I repeat simple question that made my mind busy:
Why does it feel so sad to me?
I remember the first announce in radio when I heard: “The officials of Raffles hospitals some minutes ago said that Ladan, the second one died as well.”
This announcement of Iranian radio was too cheap and somehow embarrassing. No sympathy, no condolence, nothing. It really annoyed me. Although they changed their announcement later, but the bitter taste of a rough announcement remains forever.
It was not only a story of 2 persons whom I knew or a dramatic story of a death by an accident. It was the story of twins with a choice based on trusty and hopes, a decision made by two innocent hopeful girls who wish to live like ordinary people with standard norms. They were too good for this world and I hope their death won’t be an object for some dirty minded bastards to reach to their hateful targets. Unfortunately after any events like that there are some opportunist ready to take advantage and change the story as they want. Twins have been buried and now people keep their memory in world history and damn to whomever who wants to use them as an object! As usual there are some rumors about. So, when it comes to my mind that for some jerks their death could be not so bad, I blame myself as a person who can have such a hateful thought.
When I remember their sweet smile and their happy face in last pictures and videos in the hospital, I remember the sweetness of the life and when I think deeper I can understand why it feels so sad to me!
About Me
- rezags
- Born on May 2nd in a small town of Gilan province in north of Iran names Soume'eh Sara.I was 6 years old, when my family decided to move to Rasht. So, a scene of a house with a big never end garden in front of a large hall,which was my world up to that age, remains as a memory of my childhood in Soume'eh Sara!Rasht was a new discovery and new world.I learnt to take my own place in a new society! That was the first challenge for a boy to upgrade himself in a higher level in life style! After the high school,I qualified to study in university in Tehran. A new migration! And now, living in this metropolis, doing businesses in Stone sectors and construction.It became a habit for me to try a new experience in a new society! The discovery of ninety decade was Carrara, in Tuscany where is a marble town located between Alp ranks and Mediterranean sea.These years Marina Di Carrara, is my second home! However for a professional traveler, it might be so difficult to emphasize where is his favorite place for living!
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