October 03, 2006

Thinking neither hurts nor costs anything!

Dear friends,

I did not want to give up on a journey I so eagerly started, mostly because I am still hopeful and do not want to lose hope. Even though you left my previous questions unanswered, and the entries fell astray from the original path, but I am always grateful and deeply appreciative of your kind and loving messages.

I cannot and will not sit still and idle for something to happen, because the situation is such that I would like for all of us to be creating the opportune moments and events, side by side. Alas that we are lonely loners, light years apart.
I opened this window of compassion so that those who thrive on lending a helping hand can reach out and touch those in need, and through a constructive and productive plan, wounds are nursed and mended.

Nothing is more beautiful and grand to me than being constructive and leaving a positive and everlasting impression on another life. I will never stray from my ambition and aspiration, because I would like to share the beauty of life through the eyes of those who are trying to survive life in a cruel world.

We are living in a state of disunion, but we don’t even know what disunion is. We only want the freedom within the realm of our own parameters and our own life, we avoid communicating with each other and cannot tolerate other’s alternative viewpoints.

Beaumarchais, the French playwright says: "until there is freedom of criticism, we cannot admire life, until there is freedom of criticism, growth and advancement in every sector of personal, societal, political and cultural will not occur."
Success in a group endeavor requires special ingredients, such as tolerance for constructive criticism, tolerance to listen to an opposing viewpoint, acceptance of one's own mistakes, respect for others opinion, fulfilling one's responsibilities, respecting the law and acknowledging the priority of the benefit of the society over one's own.

Every problem should be addressed at its core root, and the individual link of the societal chain, meaning within every single one of us as an individual. Because a society composed of individuals filled with distrust and disbelief, and distanced from each other cannot instigate and encourage a collective constructive movement.

We need a complete cultural cleansing, which cannot be accomplished unless we first and foremost admit to our own misjudgments, misconceptions, tunnel vision and destructive vision, with our heat and soul. Intolerance and bigotry not only are destructive, but they also prevent growth , advancement, and success. Let us first admit that our approach, our method, our tactic, and our attitude, so far, have been unsuccessful; and let us look diligently and consciously for a solution.

Every solution begins with an inquiring and inquisitive mind, let's not ask others to do the thinking for us, we can all be pioneers, who hand in hand, with our own individuality, an open mind, a clear judgement, an unassuming and unpretentious attitude, take constructive steps. We need a collective leadership and not a single leader. Why do we always evade the logical route, thinking neither hurts nor costs anything!

Have you ever realized how we are always ready and willing to destroy but never to build?
Have you ever realized that the creditor is always after getting his money back, but the debtor is always evading to pay his debt?

Now, here is my question to you, do we believe that we are the ones who owe it to the world and this life or do we believe that the world and this life owes something to us?
If we are the creditors, what is owed to us? And if we are on the other side of the fence, how are we going to pay our debt?

As any insightful and intelligent human being, who has special and inherent abilities, let us find a solution whereby our individual abilities can complement the collective abilities of our nation. Let us not put up with this world, let us build it anew…

Bidding you triumph and success

Dariush Eghbali


your voice is pure magic, it can create the most beautiful and the most powerful emotions, it can create love ... and your songs are golden miracles which can make lives more colorful and more beautiful...

By roya on July 20, 2008 08:56 PM

داریوش عزیز ترانه های زیبای شما را همیشه گوش میدهم خصوصا در مسیر رفتن به دانشگاهم که در شهر دیگری است و ساعتها طول میکشد, ترانه هایتان همسفر من هستند و همین موقعیت باعث شد عمیق تر به آنها گوش کنم و بیش از پیش تفاوتشان را با کارهای دیگر بفهمم .
وقتی تو شب گم میشدم .....یاور همیشه مومن.....و سایر کارهای زیبایتان
من هم تا حدی صدا دارم و از خواندن خیلی لذت میبرم برای همین متوجه شدم که نحوه خواندن شما ویژگی خاصی دارد , اینکه شما احساس و تحریر خاصی که در صدایتان هست را نه فقط در کل ترانه و نه در جمله های آن بلکه در تک تک واژه ها تاثیر می دهید و در نوع ادای هر کلمه ابتکار ی هست که همان کلمه را خاص می کند . و احساس خاصی در کل ترانه ایجاد می شود که ویژه ی شماست . من در این زمینه بسیار آموختم و میخواستم به این وسیله از شما تشکر کنم .
با سپاس و به امید دیدار شما

By saman on May 21, 2008 09:44 AM

داریوش عزیز شما هنرمند عزیز و خوش فکر وخوش صدای ما هستید و امیدوارم هرچه زودتر به میان عاشقانتان برگردید. بدانید که همیشه به یادتان هستیم و ترانه هایتان برایمان پر از خاطره های شیرین است

By parisa on May 19, 2008 02:06 PM

There is something about the way you sing and the way you look that takes my breathe away... I have all the detailes of your face in my heart and mind so no matter how far you are from us whenever I want I can picture you right here by my side...

By roya on April 23, 2008 01:13 AM

Dear Dariush and all,
i just wanted to thank you for all ur effort on october 13th, the concert in dubai. i am the one who ran on the stage and huged and kissed dariush. it was my dream to do that one day and i did it on that night. also when the security gaurds attacked me to seperate me from him, Dariush also huged me and didnt let them to harm me. i loved Dariush and from now on will always love forever. will also do whatever he ask me in life. Bashad roozi ke azadaneh dar vatane khod dariush e eghbali raa bebinim.

By farshad on October 16, 2007 01:30 AM

The truth is we don't even know. For those of us who are out here, on the west side of the globe, we don't know how to care for it any more. We have fought a battle to get here. I remember I met Dariush and he asked me how I leaved Iran. And I said "I walked through the mountain." He was so excited to see me, (Thank you Dariush, for every thing). We all had to pay an amazing price to get here; the price was not being with our Iran. Life is not all that nice and dandy here. It is hard and it has got its own involvements. All you west globers know what I am talking about.
Then there are those who are in Iran and the East side of the globe. They have to live with what they got or else life itself becomes an item of question for them.
I think as a youth of Iran, Iran is mine, but I can't have it. This right has been taken away from me. It sucks, I know but it is the stinking truth. I owe my Iran, myself. That also has been stolen from me. What can I do? Only wait and see what the future holds.
Don't get me wrong, I am not frightened. I would love to fight for my Iran I would love to teach my American born son to do the same, but it just seems so far. And While you and I are sitting and thinking about this. They are building a freaking shrine out of the great witches' dirt hole. And my people, well lets just say, they are getting robbed out of their eyes by believing that Khomeini was the light fallen on them from God. We know about Khalkhali, but hey let us not talk about them lest we fall away from the point. We do have that Persian Pride. We know Khomeini, we are all familiar with his blood thirsty life style, We all heard his lies. But if we dare to talk about him then all of the sudden he becomes an Emam.
I don't know it is frustrating, I know. We got you Dariush and people like you not very man of you are out there.
Please accept my apologies for This English but my Computer does not have the Farsi font.

By Soheil on October 14, 2006 12:33 PM

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