…and it happens again, very soon! 
Sorry, but as I learn more, I find it necessary to upgrade and change my server(s)! 
The whole process takes almost 48 Hours for everything: new installation, configuration, check and recheck. In order to accomplish this, I need 48 Hours uninterrupted Internet connection. So I would say, any weekend between March 23rd and April 8th the change will occur during which the whole domain (*.arash-samadi.de) would not be accessible.
So if you by any chance noticed, that you cannot access the Blog or Homepage or Wiki or … just wait 48 Hours and try again 
Hope I don’t face any unforeseen situations!!
cheers,
A.
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Server Change
2012
03.15
03.15
twenty-eleven
2011
12.22
12.22
Ha! There goes another year of my/her/his/your/their/our life!
What happened this year:
- Graduation (at last!!)
- New Job (another one!)
- New City (a good one)
- New Friends (if really!!)
- …
That's it. 60% goes to the new Job and the new city I'm currently living in. 30% for graduation and the university, the last 10% for anything else. It's been decided, I definitely want to start a PhD next year; there are also other goals which I'll be following in 2012, but I won't tell you about them yet!
Anyway, Mary Christmas, Happy New Year, wish you all the best.
cheers,
A.
Going, coming back, staying… or leaving??
2011
09.17
09.17
It's been more than 9 years since I've left Iran. I did my best to come and visit the country at least once a year to keep in touch, to stay in contact and not to feel homesick. Now, after almost a week being here, I can not think of any reason to stay. Though I love my parents, my siblings, my relatives and my friends and very much like to spend time with them, I can only stay here for so long…
I may sound… arrogant, ridiculous, or selfish, but for better or worse, I can not live in Iran anymore. I feel ashamed telling the truth; the truth that I've changed so much, that I don't feel at home here anymore! This is the bitter truth
On the streets I hear people talking in Farsi and get surprised about so many people speaking this language; though it is the language of this nation and also my mother tongue!!! I listen to the people talking about the bad economy, about the miserable politic and lying religion. They tell me stories about the dying lakes, addicted youth, suffering families, corrupted government, suppressing the opposition, high rate of unemployment, and so on, and my heart burns with each story, yet it feels like I am watching the life of people surrounding me through a thick layer of glass…
It is not difficult to hear all this, to read about all this and do nothing, to feel nothing but pity! But it is damn difficult to feel, to be connected and still be so far away; to be able to think but not to do; to be…. to be in between.
I liked the song "Dreamer" by "John Lenon" for a long time, now all I see is people dreaming, all I can here is about a dream of a better day; then I ask myself, if only having a dream is enough to have a brighter future? I want to do more, let's see if I can better than that.
"wishing to be free of sorrow; stand on your feet strong like a river at flood… if you always shiver like a whipping willow in the wind; you aren't worth a dime even if you look like a diamond" – Nezami, 12th Century.
cheers, A.
the poem is been translated from the original:
رهایی خواهی از سیلاب اندوه؛ قدم برجای باید بود چون کوه
گرازهرباد چون بیدی بلرزی؛ اگر کوهی شوی کاهی نیرزی
GridKa 2011
2011
09.09
09.09
The 9th Internation GridSchool in Karlsruhe, Germany.
You can find more about this event here:
Best,
Arash
یک روز یه ترکه…
2011
08.16
08.16
در روزگاری که بهانه های بسیار برای گریستن داریم, شرم خندیدن، به مضحکه هم میهنان مان را بر خود نپسندیم. کار سختی نیست نشنیدن، نخواندن و نگفتن لطیفه های توهین آمیز… با اراده جمعی این عادت زشت را به ضدارزش تبدیل کنیم.
رخشان بنی اعتماد
یک روز یه ترکه..
اسمش ستارخان بود، شاید هم باقرخان.. ؛
خیلی شجاع بود، خیلی نترس.. ؛
یکه و تنها از پس ارتش حکومت مرکزی براومد، جونش رو گذاشت کف دستش و سرباز راه مشروطیت و آزادی شد، فداکاری کرد، برای ایران، برای من و تو، برای اینکه ما تو این مملکت آزاد زندگی کنیم
یه روز یه رشتیه..
اسمش میرزا کوچک خان بود، میرزا کوچک خان جنگلی؛
برای مهار کردن گاو وحشی قدرت مطلق شاه تلاش کرد، برای اینکه کسی تو این مملکت ادعای خدایی نکنه؛
اونقدر جنگید تا جونش رو فدای سرزمینش کرد
یه روز یه لره…
اسمش کریم خان زند بود، موسس سلسله زندیه؛
ساده زیست، نیک سیرت و عدالت پرور بود و تا ممکن می شد از شدت عمل احتراز می کرد
یه روز یه قزوینی یه…
به نام علامه دهخدا ؛
از لحاظ اخلاقی بسیار منحصر بفرد بود و دیوان پارسی بسیار خوبی برای ما بر جا نهاد
یه روز ما همه با هم بودیم…، ترک و رشتی و لر و اصفهانی
تا اینکه یه عده رمز دوستی ما رو کشف کردند و قفل دوستی ما رو شکستند… ؛
حالا دیگه ما برای هم جوک می سازیم، به همدیگه می خندیم!!! و اینجوری شادیم
این از فرهنگ ایرانی به دور است. آخه این نسل جدید نسل قابل اطمینان و متفاوتی هستند
پس با همدیگه بخندیم نه به همدیگه
