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A Look at My Life Memorandum

A Look at My Life Memorandum

A Look at My Life Memorandum

As I look at the diary of my life, I remember days before coming to Congress60 when I was full of pretension and arrogance. My father had just started his travel [towards liberation from addiction] in Congress60, and my mother accompanied him in Congress60 and I was aware how disappointed my mother was as she left home and how glad she was when she was coming back from Congress60. I always wondered what had brought smile to my Mom’s lips. When I asked this question, she answered “Congress60 revives love, hope and life in my heart, this place sets me free from grief  and pain and I know we will experience a life full of happiness.”

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On those days, I had two paradoxical feelings: one told me: “you should go to Congress60 to find out how this place has changed your mother’s feelings” but   the other told me “you are a young girl and you have to enjoy your life, you must not be among some drug-abusers.”

A great Tsunami was shaped in me and I decided to go to Congress60. I remember on the entrance day that three persons were in front of me on the stage and they were the master of the ceremony, a guest speaker and a secretary. I remember that the master of the ceremony read the Sanctity of Congress60. The last paragraph of the Sanctity of Congress60 drew my attention: “how can you protect your life if you are not able to keep and protect your personal stuff including your bags and mobile phones?” At that time, I realized that I was not the person I thought. I asked myself how it was possible for me to protect my life while I  could not protect my own stuff. I told myself: “you are not able to keep your personal properties, how can you keep your life?”. At first, I came to Congress60 to prove to my parents that I was a perfect girl; however, as I entered Congress60, the two last lines of the sanctity of Congress60 shed doubts on me.

Harim [privacy or sanctity] is rooted in an Arabic word “Ehteream: meaning respect”. If I want others to respect me, I have to first respect myself. All the problems in our society come from disrespecting others and disobeying the rules or sanctity.

All the places have their own rules and laws and the same holds true for Congress60. If I want to live happily, I have to observe the sanctity and I have to value all the people around me, I have to be kind and I have to love others, because “love changes a thorn into a flower” [a part of a poem by Rumi]. I have now realized that Congress60 is a sacred place because it has revived humans who have once been left by their own families [because of their addiction] and it is a place which can return their lost health and personality to them.

Written by companion Rahele

Translated by Elahe   

 

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