Nothing remained, Nothing. 

The bloody Pomegranate murdered by me!  

There was again a Kia someday. The car hit a peugeot on the road and the person beside the driver was killed in the the accident. There was all blood on his seat. So sorry... 

From the top! 

Fade into clock, When clocks act like mirrors. 

The clown which I slept with so many nights. Since I was 4. He always laugh. and it gives me a strange feeling when I stare into his face. His name is Mamali (the abbreviation of Mohammad Ali) 

Sometimes I got something in my head. something in my eyes. and I turn to my inside. 

3 cousins.
From left to right:
Nima, Kurosch, Ali

Fruit attracted! 

Dast be kamar, kolah be sar, yek zane hendi dare... (shahrivar 1383) 

From left to right:
Arash (r_ash), Omid, Hooman (H.S.S), Ali (A.S.S)
The pals of School Java.
The picture is drawn on an electric board by an electrical pen. (Mordad 1383)

No comment. 

Me and Arash was in Isfahan. I was so exhausted that I prefered to Sleep in the station. What strange days! (Tir 1383)

It was some day a Citroen Xantia. The tire burst in high speed and the driver lost it's control and hit the things beside the road... (Tir 1383) 

My 14 year-old Sister Motahare in Negative Effect... seems scary. 

Me & Arash In Isfahan. It's 6:30AM and we are so tired of being all the last night awake in bus. Chahar Baagh Street. (Tir 1383) 

Torshiii