Always in my eyes, Farhad was a respectable man, as a distant spectator. A man of the size. It was far from banality. Vowel means the right word. Means to show. Fake Farhad was not one of these. Avoid all this. He fled, but the death eventually took all of these absentees from his face. His hand, cut short from the world, lost his personal world. He became a paternalistic subject who went up and down in the shameless hands of the congregation. Farhad is today in such a siege.

-Hamed Ahmadi Zadeh is a literary poet and writer on April 21, 1361.