Every day, I get my daily dose of Iranian TV, soap-opras, news and even the latest music right on my lap top. The world just seems so small after that and I cannot feel the distance between me and my country. But soon, I am asked the same questions over and over again: Is living in Iran dangerous? Do women have to cover their faces? Will an American get shot on the streets of Tehran? Was I lucky to go to high school in Iran? and etc. Only then I realize how far away from home I am. I am faraway because I am a stranger. I am a stranger because my homeland is misunderstood. My homeland is invisible.
I do not claim that Iran has the best of governments or life is easy and perfect for Iranians. But I do claim that what we see and hear on mainstream media about Iran is far from the reality that lays within that country.
I am trained as a journalist and have done few journalistic activities as a blogger for AOL and editorial opinion writer for The Daily Collegian at University of Massachusetts Amherst. This blog is a further attempt to get the stories and pictures I have witnessed, heard, taken and written out to the western audience.
All the photos posted here are taken by me and the essays and articles are also written and edited by me with a hope of presenting a first hand experience which is seasoned with lots of reporting from life inside Iran.