What are you looking for, more than sitting in one of uni’ bench and listen to Ardavan’s amazing dulcimer and just remember the shiny days that you have been listening to her playing ? Such a merriment, lying in bed, closing the eyes and listen to her that practice her lessons.
What happened to those years? those happy years of student life in small rooms of Tehran uni’s dormitory ? Seems the wind have taken those days and just left some names, some songs, some memories…
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