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H Boundless art! $ & Nader Azin Journalist, writer, painter, photographer, journalist.

100 meters

up to the next hat shop

 

These thoughts employed me every time when I sat with my luxurious hair-style with the hair-cut.
So one could make easily cash.

First opening a salon and afterwards slowly, slowly a whole chain of business, which everyone would function like an ATM machine.
One need only few courage and intelligence to receive everything.
Wash the hairs at first, combs and afterwards always little, little takes between two fingers and cuts. A thing which I had at least once seen each month in the thirty years of my life. I was completely sure that it would be not difficult for me to copy this too.
This time I took, without waiting any longer or letting my hair cut, an important date than pretext and left prematurely the business.
Few days before I had seen a large store, which was to letting in a road with many luxurious stores.
It could my requirements become fair and I hoped that it was not already too late now to rent it.
At the same day it succeeded me to sign the lease and get to know that there is no further combing salon in the periphery of 500 meters. So there existed no danger that it would give problems with permission for the salon.

It was a fantastic store. Whit over one hundred square meters surface and a high roof by which one could double the utilizable in the future with beautiful wood stairs.
Anyhow I was totally strained and excited. I wanted to lose in no case still something from my precious time. Already on the next day I assigned a well-known Company, which assured me to arrange everything in two months according to my desires, with the interior fittings and decoration work.

Fri1z49.jpg (6712 Byte) From the beginning everything should only be from the best. A wash room with five modern wash basins. A splendid hair cut salon with first-class instruments and eight consent armchairs and a cosy waiting room with tee corner.  Up to now something like this was still with no other hairdresser.
In the next two months I was sometimes in the business premises to see whether Firas can execute the contract to my desires. In the whole time businessmen came from the neighbourhood around to become acquainted with me and placed many questions. All were inspired by my gigantic Business ideas and wanted to know too gladly, where I had been active in former times.
Naturally I had to make exactly like my business premises a certain impression and self-confidently tell many stories of my golden experiences of many years. Among the neighbours there was also a bookseller, who could always observe from his bookshop directly opposite my salon exactly my coming and going.
Each time he came to me around to tell me of its joy over our neighbourhood and to make me new hopes again and again.
Jakob was a humorous thirty-five-year old man, who ran always very well tightened and with also perfectly gestylt hair around, nevertheless he was very dissatisfied with his hairdresser and repeated again and again that he will wait with the next haircut up to our initialization, so that I could cut personally him as my first customer the hair.
He had completely smooth, fine hair and each smallest error would be easy to see, this made large concerns for me. For this reason I tried to explain to him that I will not personally operate in this business, only completely selected specialists. But he did not want to understand me at all and meant, I should as master open my business with a crop with him. Subsequently, he would select then, in all peace till his hair would again have grown, in my business another good worker.

Its obstinacy made many thoughts for me. The only one who gave me in this time few security was my girlfriend, until I asked her wheter I was allowed to cut her hair and thereupon lost her for one week from the eyes.

But I was firmly decided. Sometimes I drived over one hundred kilometers far with the car only thereby nobody knows me and I not coincidentally meet someone again. There I tried to rent a sheep from some farmer for haircutting. It succeed me each time and then I followed only my conceptions,  makes whole wool wet, combs and afterwards little, little between two fingers presses and with the hair shears cuts. At the end hair dryers. How the poor lashed sheep has screemed and tried to release from a first-class master hairdresser is even another story itself.

The reason for these attempts, towards the farmers, was always the same. I told them that I was a student and wanted to prove thoroughly the difference between hair and wool.

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Twice it succeeded me to cut even the farmer the hair. Only I was not sure how they would react, if they see their new hair-style for the first time in the mirror. Would they be still grateful then?
Or perhaps not? All the same! Up to this instant I would be anyway already far away for a long time.
Anyhow this was my courageous starting practical course.
As next was my five years older brother at the series. He was over the weekend with me to attendance and I could take him by surprise very fast. After he had heard of my large investment and my experiences, he wanted to use this free weekend and placed himself a chair into my bathroom. In my situation I had to use of course each opportunity and could not also still take consideration on it whether it concerns here around a sheep or a human. Anyhow, even if there were hardly still another place in his face which did not bleed after my shave, I could not forgive him his last words and the grumble.
Fri2z43.jpg (6564 Byte) According to my opinion it was also not at all bad so that he could take the liberty to speak with my work from brutality and total hair failure. Otherwise the noise between two brothers could be permanent. One I must still say to this, he have actually threaten me to reap one day my hair with a lawnmower in the sleep. That was also the reason for the fact that I fetched the back-up key for my dwelling after a sleepless night from its wife.

The time up to the initialization became slow scarcely and I should practice more and more. Family, acquaintance, friends, relatives and when I couldn't find one more I tried to rent models.

But after some days I noticed that all in my proximity, even without to hear my free Supply, had short hair.

I could not imagine to be so intensively famous, but nevertheless they had forestalled me all and had let cut their hair, even the girls and women.
A few days later than agreed upon terminated the building firm with last decorations and best note the work on mine vehement beautiful and harmoniously arranged business premises, like a picture book, which waited on its professionals and good customer.

Four hairdresser masters, a cashier, a hair scrubber and a boy whom I had selected for the tee corner and for the flash. One day before the initialization we met all to a last discussion and to make a few preparations for the first working day. All those who had exchanged their workstation with this singular business, had met here.
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H painting $

Infinite question 1995

100x75 oil on wood

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H novel & $

End of the way

T eheran 1980, revolutionary try to drive the anti-American tendency on the high point.
A young Iranian journalist resistsFUL the new Islamic fundamentalism. When it finally avails itself of the press, in order to bring the truth to the light, its suffering way begins with arrest, torture and pursuit. After its children, even by the family of his wife, are also outlawed because of their father, he risks everything and decides under application of its life from the prison to break out...
This book describes, its long suffering way and the dramatic escape with the three small children (until three years young). Whereby before the border crossing no more other selection remains for it, to place as its children with tablets calmly and pack into a cardboard...
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ISBN 3-8311-0595-2

H kurzgeschichten to dead-laugh J&$

Nader Azin 1998
Pig plague

My brother is a physician, not surgeon, not Urologe, not child physician, gynecologist, dentist, or something
other one, separate veterinary surgeon. Not by coincidence, but exactly according to its own desires, which it inherited from our father. This in its whole life, if it not even with possibly whom to guest or on journeys was, only meat from its own production ate. They are not determined me to understand, if I legend that my brother cats, mice, or similar domestic animals hated, but it was really like that
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How convince do I mean man that I up to now still never foreignwent?

Tuesday

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I would this way not like to profit, but my music is a connection to my art and liberty.

Welcomely in my spare time.

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