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Hesarooyeh Soccer Team entering the opening of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games 1388,

Carrying Noroozi Green Plates in their hands, asking God for rain and an end to a devastating drought, Hesarooyeh Soccer Team is entering to the Hesarooyeh Soccer Field for the opening ceremony of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games 1388, Hesarooyeh.
Photo by Masoud Ghaeni

Satellite View of Hesarooyeh

Hesarooyeh Street Maps

Hesarooyeh on Iran Map
Hesarooyeh on the Map

With many thanks to Mr. Ghaeni, Toraj for his excellent work in the last Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games (1387) and congratulations to Mr. Allahdini, Farhad for his new endeavour, we celebrate the games preparations for 1388.

New Chairman of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Jaam committee

New Chairman of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Jaam committee

Electing Mr. Allahdini, Farhad as a Chair of the Sport Committee
Hesarooyeh, 2009
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جلسه ی تشریح آیین نامه و قرعه کشی تیمها

Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games Preparations 1388, Hesarooeyeh JK.

قرعه کشی تیمها

Playing Soccer Teams for the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games, 1388, Hesarooyeh JK
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New Pictures from Hesarooeyeh,

Courtesy of Sayed Hossain Fatemi Moghadam in Finland

The path to the middle of the Hesarooyeh Farms

A view of the Hesarooyeh Farms

A view of Hesarooyeh farms

A view of Hesarooyeh Farmlands
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The above pictures are courtesy of
Sayed Hossain Fatemi Moghadam in Finland
Thank you Hossainjan.

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Hamid Mahisafat, Iran

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Local Khorassani Music in Iran

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به ياد حسين پناهي 1 به ياد حسين پناهي 2

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Opening of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games, 1387

Opening of the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games
2007

Dignitaries in the opening Ceremony of Hesarooyeh

Soccer Games, 2007

A group of Hesarooyeh Soccer fans in 2007

Hesarooyeh Soccer Team 2007

Hesarooyeh on an Australian beach, photo by Mehdi Ghaeni in Australia

Hesarooyeh written on the Shores of Australia
Picture by Mehdi Ghaeni in Melbourn, 2006

Hesarooyeh on Snow

Hesarooyeh written on Snow
Picture by Naser from Canada, 2008

Hesarooyeh Soccer Team on the Openning Ceremony of
the Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games, 2008

برای دیدن عکسهای بیشتری، لطفا اینجا را کلیک کنید

Hesarooyeh is a village 15 Km to the east of Shahr-e-Babak in Kerman Province, Iran. Not much is written about the historical background of this village but recently, Mr. Azizi, Mansoor, one of the best historical writers in Shahr-e-Babak, has briefly written a paragraph about Hesarooyeh and it's People in his well researched book titled: The History and the Culture of Shahr-e-Babak (Tarikh va Farhang Shahr-e-Babak).

According to Mr. Azizi's research, the name of the Village "Hesarooyeh" is a combination of two words: HESAR and BARU. HESAR in Persian means Fort, Fence, Wall, barrier and BARU in Persian means Fortification. It's been said, Mr. Azizi explains, that in old days, Hesarooyeh served as the stronghold of the Ismailies who were ruling Shahr-e-Babak at the time, about 150-200 years ago. People of Hesarooyeh are Ismaili and Hesarooyeh continues to be a place where its people are kind, friendly and hospitable to everyone. If you are a Persian speaking fellow and would like to read more materials about Hesarooyeh and its people in Persian, please visit Mr. Ismail Allahdini's website by clicking on Hesarooyeh. Mr. Allahdini, Ismail is a great friend and a great blogger who provides so much valuable and interesting information about Hesarooyeh, its people and their life style and activities. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Mr. Allahdini for all his efforts on providing information and lovely articles on different subjects about Hesarooyeh and its people. So, On behalf of all Hesarooyeh people, I thank you so much for your great work on your web log about Hesarooyeh. I would like to wish you good luck and at the same time ask you to keep up the excellent work on your weblog about Hesarooyeh and its people. Good luck Ismailjan.

Here are a few different blog, administred by different people, with different contents about Hesarooyeh:

Hesarooyeh, Farsi

Hesarooeyeh-English

Hesarooeyeh-English

Hesarooyeh- Voice

Hesarooyeh, Enayat

Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games

Alamoot

Friends' link:
Ghanoon va Vekalat
HESAROOYEH
Inja Hesarooyeh
BABAKZAMIN
KEACHEH
Eshkoor
Sarab
khatoonabad

To go back to the definition of the name of the village, Hesarooyeh, I think, Mr. Azizi's definition and explanation of Hesarooyeh makes alot of sense. He has describes Hesarooyeh as a place with strong Towers (BURJ and BARU). Hesarooyeh used to have three Towers (Burj or Baru). I remember at least one of those Towers (BURJ) which was located on the South side of the village near the entrance to the Farmlands, (SAHRA). This Burj (Tower) was know as Burj-e Haji or Haji Tower. Haji is our own late Haji Mohammad Hossain (PBUH) who seems to have organized the Hesarooyeh people to build this Tower (Burj). Please keep in mind that people in Hesarooye are very related to each other in one way or another. So, late Haji, who must have been the head of the village at the time, must have organized Hesarooyeh people to build a Tower for security reasons. I will soon explain n the coming paragraphs about the importance of these Towers and their role in keeping the village safe and secure from the outside thieves and burglars who would suddenly pour into the village and loot its people but lets talk abit more about the Haji Tower first.

The Haji Tower, (Burj) was in a good shape and standing until recently, at least about 15 to 20 years ago but unfortunately, we have nothing left out of it today. It was destroyed and it is now burried under an asphalt road that passes over it. This writer and perhaps many others, did not appriciate the half destroyed Tower then and we did not know how important it was to maintain it then. However, now that I underestand more about the historical importance of such structures, I regret that we left to rouin and be destroyed. Unfortunately, like many other Towers in near by villiages, Haji Tower was destroyed because of erosion and a lack of maintenance. Haji Tower was the last and the third Tower in Hesarooyeh as it has been said, there has been two others befor it. One of the other three BURJ or Towers, has been said, has been located on the West Side of the village, close to where Jemaat Khane is now. The last and the third Burj (Tower), is believed to have have been on the east side of the village close to the water canal, aqueduct or GHENAT in persian. The existence of these three Towers in three different locations throughout the village, would have created a triangular security zone, that had helped the guards or keepers of the Towers to defended the village effectively against the burglars and robbers who used to suddenly attack the villages and loot the people of their belonging.
As the central governments in Iran became more stronger and capable of providing safety and security for the people even in villages, the BURJ and BARUs were no longer needed. As a result, they were left to be ruined and destroyed by erosion and a lack of maintenance.

Beside the Three BURJ or Towers that existed in and around the Hesarooyeh, there used to be a BULWARK or stretched Hill known as "TAL-eh Hesar" or stretched Hill, which stretched itself from where it is now Health Clinic (Khaneh Behdasht) towards the South close to the Highway and then, it turns towards the East where it is used to be KHODADAD Garden (Bagh-e Khodadad). The three towers along with the just mentioned stretched Hill had created perfect Parapet or a Shelter for the whole village helping to secure it more effectively from the thieves' sudden attacks. The ruins of this stretched Hill or TAL-eh Hesar still exist and you can pay a visit and walk on its ruins even today.

An local explorer on horse back in Hesarooyeh
2006

It should be noted that we are talking about at least close to a 100 years ago. A time when the village was small but prosperous and that made it a good target for the burglars and the thieves to attack it. Talking about prosperity, I should tell you this. When I was in grade twelve student studying at Kashani High School in Shahr-e-Babak, one of my teachers, Mr. Masumi, Nosratallah, who was one of my great teachers, was once talking about the big changes that had happened in people’s lives just in his life time. Mr Masumi indicated that "There used to be a time that life was hard and people did not have much of the comfort and the luxury that we have today.

He explained it further by saying there was not many cars but camels and Caravans and there was only one person in "Hesaroo" (Hesarooyeh, named Astullah Bagher (Assadallah Bagher) who had used to have napht (Oil, Petroleum). Assadallah Bagher, Mr. Masumi explained, could afford to bring a twenty litter gallon of napht (Oil) from Sirjan and other people would go to him and buy only a bottle (Shishe) of napht in order to have light at night. Studying was not hard as so many people either did not have money to afford to send their kids to school or provide them with their educational needs to go to school. It should be noted however, that Mr. Masumi himself was from that generation who despite all the difficulties and problems that used to exist, he had managed to go to school and finish his education and later he became a teacher and taught many students in Shahr-e-Babak, including me.

Regarding the late Assadallah Bagher (Peace be upon him), he was a well known businessman and a merchant who lived in Hesarooyeh and had a Caravan that traveled as far as BandarAbass, Yazad, Kerman, Zahdan and elsewhere to exchange goods and services. Hesarooyeh was much more prosperous in those days and it was one of the important centers of commerce in ShahrBabak area. Unfortunately, as the Cars and Trucks were invented, they replaced the Caravans and people in the villages could not keep up with the change. As a result, many of them immigrated to other parts of the country, mostly in the big Cities like Tehran and settled there. This was a big loss for the village and in fact, for the country. Once people started to move from the village to the city, there was a decline in the agricultural product which would be imported from other countries. For instance, over the past fifty years, a huge number of families have moved out of Hesarooyeh to other parts of Iran. It is estimated that about one 150 families totaling about seven hundred (700) people have moved out of Hesarooyeh over the past fifty (50) years. Most of these people have moved to other cities in Iran, while a small number of them have immigrated to other countries like Canada, Australia, Norway, Finland, Denmark and Sweden.

Hesarooyeh Road Sign on Tehran-Bandar Abass
Highway, 1997

However, there is still quiet a number of families who are still living in Hesarooyeh and hopefully, with better government planning, policies and incentives for people in villages, no more people would leave the village to the city. A large number of these families have moved to the near by city just because they wanted to have access to a Secondary School so their kids can continue their education with comfort. If the government, for example, had built a a school facility or had planned to transport the children to and back from school, their parents would have not left the village. Another factor that helped the people to immigrate to the cities is the fact that many people, particularly, the younger generation, got disappointed after Hesarooyeh and many other villages near by lost their most important source of life, their water Source or Ghenat meaning "Water Canal". Many villages including Hesarooyeh lost their source of water because a big Copper Company near by, Sarchashmeh Copper Complex, needed alot of water for its operation. The water was pumped from the origins of these Ghanats and sent to the Factory through a well engineered pipe line so the factory can operate. We will explain this big issue further in the next paragraphs.

Please let me to make a small note before we can continue to talk more about Hesarooyeh and the way the village was in old days. I have to pay my respect to all my teachers of whom I remember some of their names. I would start from High School because I remember some of their names. I would like to say their names followed by the subjects they taught in brackets. So, here they are:

Mr. Masumi, Nusratallah and Mr. Ghafari, (Literature and Persian grammar), Mr.Forotani and Mr. Mirzaei (English), Mr. Estabraghi, Jaffar(Statistics), Mr. Jamali, Ali (Principal), Mr. Arjemandi1 (Vice-Principal), Mr. Arjemandi2(Economy), Mr. Abdeli(Logic and Philosophy) Mr. Ebrahimi, Kal Abass (Religious studies), Mr. Mahmodi, Gholamabass (History) and Azizallah Moradi (Ecology). I would like to thank each and everyone of you individually for all your times and efforts that you spent on me. Thank you all for being my teachers. I am sorry for not remembering some of my teachers' names. However, I am thankful to all my teachers from all levels of my education, Elementary, Secondary and High School even if I cannot remember some of their names now.

A view of Hesarooyeh from the roof top of Jemaat Khaneh

A view of Hesarooyeh
2007

My elementary education was in Hesarooyeh. From my elementary school, I remember Mr. Riahi, Mr. Gharibshahi, Mr. Beni-Fatemi and Mr. Shirzad, Bahman. For my Secondary School, I was at Weli Attalahi's Secondary School in Eshkour, a village about 3 kilometer to the sought West of Hesarooyeh. From my Secondary school, I remember Mr. Jamali Ali, who later became my High School Principal at Kashani High School in Shahrbabak. Mr. Azizi, Ahmad. Mr. Bagheri, Abass, Mr. Keshavazi, Mr. Bami-Nejad, Mr. Zaynadini, Abdulmajid, Mr. Zaynali and Mr. Kaafi. My High School education was at Kashani High School in Shahr-e-Babak and I have already mentioned some of the teachers’ names that I remember from there. For all my teachers who are still alive, and I hope all of them are, I wish you more health, happiness and prosperity and for those loved ones who may no longer be with us, I pray for their soul to rest in peace . (Peace be upon them all)

So now lets get back to the time, when the village was small.....Yes, the village was small and most of the houses were very close and even stuck to each other as a way of protecting each other from the outside robbers who would suddenly pour in and rob the people of anything they had. People in old days lived in houses with one or two small rooms most of the time with no yards. Some of the old houses in the old part of the village are destroyed due to a lack of maintenance and erosion but there are quite a number of them that are still standing and they are used for storage of straw or grass.

Most of the people who lived in the old part of the village are now deceased now ( Peace be upon them all); their children and grandchildren have now moved out to newly built houses that are more spacious and have big yards. These houses usually have many rooms, big yards and are build apart from each other. People need these big houses with big yards now because they now need separate rooms for their children and they also need stables and storage rooms for their animals. Of course they also need garage space for their cars and trucks these days. The houses being built apart from each other are also an indication of safety and security. Unlike the old days, where the thieves would suddenly pour to the village and loot the people of their belongings, in the past 70 to 80 years such a thing has not been seen anywhere in this area. However, in recent years the safety and security of people, particularly, their animals and belongings has been a little compromised. There are several incidents where the thieves have stolen cows, sheep and other animals or valuable stuff from people. Like most of the villages in Iran, Hesarooyeh has most of the necessities that one needs for a normal village life. A lot of things that existed before in cities only are now in the village too. For instance, the village has clean drinking water, electricity, telephone, access to basic Health care and its main alleys and pathways are asphalt. Hesarooyeh's recreational park is also under construction. By now, I think you would be interested to know the location of Hesarooyeh on a map of Iran. Here it goes.

Hesarooyeh on the Map

Detailed Map of Hesarooyeh1

As you can see in the Satellite view of the village, Hesarooyeh is located close to one of Iran's most busiest national Highways; the Highway which basically connects the North to the South, from Tehran to Bandar Abass, passing through so many big and small cities and towns. Even though the Highway has made it easier to access and travel to other towns and cities in Iran, it has also caused serious concerns and problems for those who have been living nearby it. The Highway has caused economic problems by car accidents with herds during the night and sometimes even during the day. Several people have lost their sheep or cow, calf or other types of domestic animals because of trucks had ran over them. So many times a truck has killed a number of sheep belonging to one or more people; people whom their sheep is their only source of income. There used to be a lot more car accidents with the sheep herds before, when the high way was new, but it seems the number of accidents is reduced now to a lower number. However, the lower number of accidents is not an indication that DRIVERS are taking more precautions but it is because the SHEEP has learned to be more careful when crossing the high way......funny ha, but true. Even though the number of accidents is decreased to some extent, they still occur once a while. The highway also has caused social and personal disasters by car accidents with people sometimes causing death and injuries to the people or their children who have to cross the Highway to go about their daily activities.

Satellite view of Hesarooyeh, 2006

Hesarooeyeh

The high speed of cars, trucks and buses, lack of warning signs, careless driving and a lack of proper cross ways causes many accidents. The highway is busy and the people are also not careful enough when they have to pass from one side of the road to the other causes deadly accidents. The other problems that the Highway has caused include, environmental damage by Trucks that throw their old and obsolete tires to the roadside destroying the bushes which are very essential for the herds grazing on them. Trucks also change their motor oil almost everywhere and throw their garbage everywhere. The other problem of this highway is it is noise pollution. A lot of trucks and buses blow their Trumpet and horns so loudly that can be heard from far distance and it annoying people and the animals.

Unfortunately, there was not any consultation with the people when building this Highway. People who have lived here for centuries, no one even bothered to do a little study to see how they would be impacted? How to minimize the risks and impacts to them... and how to compensate them if they are impacted. Suddenly a few engineers who had been sleeping and snoring all day along in their offices or they have been drinking too much tea in the comfort of their offices come with a Jeep and start mapping the road and a few weeks later another group shows up with heavy machinery to build the Highway. No consultation with no one, no study no risk study no environmental studies nothing. No one bothers to ask the village people what they think? how they will be effected? What would they suggest? This approach, where people are not part of the process is wrong and I hope in future projects, there will be, if not in depth consultation and studies, some sort of meeting with the people asking them what they think? How they would be impacted? How they can be helped? How a Highway could be built without destroying their lives and putting their lives and their animals at risk. I am sure people would have some suggestions and feed backs that if taken into consideration, when built, the Highway, will be less damaging.

Some links that would provide more information on Hesarooeyeh.

More information on Hesarooyeh

Hesarooyeh on Google Map

Another Place in Iran called Hesarooyeh

Airports close to Hesarooyeh

Now test your knowledge about what you know about Hesarooyeh by
taking the following VIZU question!

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Hossainabad Khanaliha:

Hossainabad Khanaliha is a small but beautiful village about two kilometers to the east of Hesarooyeh. It is called Hossainabad because it belongs to the late Hossain Khanali and his family. Late Hossain Khanali, (peace be upon him) was a hardworking and honest man who despite many difficulties in the old days, he lived a happy life and raised honest and educated children. Dr. Nuradin Allahdini is one of his sons.

Late Hossain Khanali spent most of his time in this village working on his farm. Other people who also spent a great deal of time and efforts in Hossainabad and worked hard on their farms to make Hossainabad a better place, includes my late father, NoroozAli Ghaeni(Norooz Mostafa) and Late Mohammad Parizi (Mohammad Faraj. Currently, there are still a number of hardworking people like Morteza Allahdini, Habibullah Ali, Gholamali Allahdini, Tajadin Allahdini, Mashallah Ghaeni, Sayed Mohsen Fatemi Moghadam and Sayed Hedayat Fatemi Moghadam, Hossain Parizi and Mohammad Moradi who work hard to keep the village green a alive.
Unfortunately, like many other villages in ShahrBabak area, Hossainababd Khanaliha, lost its most valuable source of life, Water. Hossainabad's Water source "GHANAT" or water canal dried out due to too much use of water by SARCHESHMEH Copper Mine Complex. In order to operate, Sarcheshmeh Copper Mine Complex needs to use so much water which is supplied from Shahr-e-Babak area. Therefore, the needed water is pumped up from a number of wells in the upper part of Shahr-e-Babak area, below a local mountain range known to us as "Maymand mountain" where, many water canals(Ghanat)originates from and sent to Sarcheshmeh through a pipeline. As a result, many villages have lost their flow of Water because the wells are dug on the origins of the water Canals (Ghanats) . Due to too much water being pumped out and sent to Sarcheshmeh and at the same time, frequent droughts, almost all water canals (Ghanats) in our area have dried out.

The good thing is though, that the hardworking people of Hossainabad still have kept the village alive and green. They are now pumping the water from under the ground and bring it to surface by motor pumps and irrigate their land. It is so nice to visit Hossainabad in the summer time when it is green and beautiful.

To view a satellite view of Hossainabad Please click Here

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An Amazing Willow tree in Hesarooyeh,

An amazing willow tree in Hesarooyeh

There is an amazing Willow tree in Hesarooyeh called “Beed” in Persian. Here is what Alijah Datoo Meru, an Ismaili man fom India visiting the Ismailies of Iran in 1923 (84 years ago) wrote about Beed. "We departed from Sharifabad (Sharikabbad) on 3rd June, and reached Barfa. After staying one day over there, we came at Iskor on 4th June and stayed two days with the jamat and came at Hasaro, a historical place near Babak on 6th June. Almost all people residing in Hasaro are the Ismailis. There is a tree of cane, called bed, and it is related that Imam Hasan Ali Shah came from Mahallat and took rest under this tree, and sent a report through a messager in Babak to his valiant brother Sardar Abul Hasan Khan".

Many people in and around Shahrbabak know about this tree and have a particular respect for it; they see it as a sacred tree. In many places in Iran and in other countries like Pakistan, India and elsewhere, there are trees similar to this where people have some sort of beliefs in this kind of trees. Some people who have a difficulty or a wish that they want to come true, take a vow under this tree or make a promise under it by knotting a piece of green or red cloth on its branch and if their wish comes true, they will do whatever they had promised to do when knotting the cloth. For instance, a concerned mother who is worried about the health of his only son in Hospital may take a vow if my son regains his health and recovers soon, I will make a free soup for sixty or more people or donate certain amount of money to the poor.

People used to prepare a free soup (Aash) more often before, say forty or fifty years ago, my mother explains, but rarely nowadays. I imagine, it must have been so nice to enjoy a bowl of hot and delicious soup under the shadow of a nice willow tree while hundreds of birds singing on its branches. Moreover, imagine what a nice social gathering that must have been when people are enjoying their soup and talking about how they ploughed their land or how their crops are coming along. People still prepare free soup for everyone and get together but not under this tree but in their local Jemat Khane, a place of worship. So many people in Hesarooyeh state that this tree was purposely put on fire by four ignorant people who decided to destroy it for unknown reasons. The amazing thing is though that all those four people involved in such a heinous act, either died suddenly or lived a miserable life after that. I am not sure if anyone of those four people are alive today but if they are, they better go to the same tree and ask its forgiveness for burning it for no reason. Putting a tree, any tree on fire or cutting it down is like killing an innocent human being and it is a big crime that should not go without punishment.

The beed is the biggest and perhaps the oldest tree in the village, if not in the area. No one in Hesarooyeh or other villages near by who know this tree and know about its history would ever dare to cut a branch of it, even if it is dried out. People go and sit under its nice and cool shade, children play on its branches and students study under it but no one hurts it or breaks any branch of it. The tree is still green and growing. If one side of it dries out, it starts to grow from the other side but never dries out completely. If you happen to pass by this tree, go and take a look while enjoying its nice and cool shadow. I recommend you to visit this lovely tree during the summer when it is green and beautiful.

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Koh Hesarooyeh

Life near Koh Hesarooyeh, 2007

You could see is Koh Hesarooyeh in the background of the above picture. It is called Koh Hesarooyeh because it is so close to Hesarooyeh. In addition, the Koh Hesarooyeh area and the land around it is mostly used by people of Hesarooyeh who graze their sheep and animals in the area. Some people may call it GHOR-e Hesaroo as Ghor in some dialect in Shahrbabak area means, height or high Hill, pick or top. There used to be more grass and bush on and around Koh Hesarooyeh but due to Industrialization of the area, particularly, the Sarcheshmeh Copper Mine Complex and recently the Khatoonabad Melting Complex more and more environmental damage is done to the whole area in Shahr-e-Babak. In addition, frequent droughts and over grazing the land has caused disaster. As a result, there is less birds, less, wild animals like wolves, deer, rabits etc. It is quiet visible that there is much less grass and bushes on and around Koh Hesarooyeh due to just mentioned problems. Regardless of all this, I personally love Koh Hesarooyeh and whenever, I am in Iran, I climb it as frequently as possible. The following picture shows temporary life near Koh Hesarooyeh.

Chah BakhashAli (BakhshAli Well)

Chah Bakhsh Ali is a Well in the middle of the desert. This Well is dug by Late Bakhsh Ali, the son of Ali Karam, the Grandfather of NoroozAli, Mohammad Taghi and Zaynal Mustafa. Since Late BakhshAli had dug the Well and is its founder, this Well is known after his name and people know it by Chah Bakhsh Ali or Well that belongs to Bakhshali. It is mostly used by People of Hesarooyeh, Particularly, Mashallah Ghaeni(Mashallah Norooz) and his flock partners and associate to water their sheep and animals. There is another well about 500 meter to the west of Chah Bakhshali and it is called Chah MirzaAli.

To view a Satelitte view of Chah Bakhshali please click Here

Chah Mirza Ali (Mirza Ali Well)

Chah Mirz Ali is a Well dug in the middle of the desert. This Well is dug by someone named Mirz Ali, the ancestors of Hossain KhanAli families. Since Late MirzaAli has dug this Well,it is known after his name: Chah Mirza Ali. It is mostly used by People of Hesarooyeh, particularly, the Hossain Khanali families, mostly, Habibullah and Morteza Hossain KhanAli to water their sheep and animals. There is another well about 500 meter to the east of Chah Mirza Ali and it is called Chah Bakhshali.

To see a view of Chah Mirza Ali, Please click Here

Chah Ghabrestoni (Ghabrestani)

Chah Ghabrestoni or Ghabrestani is a Well dug in the desert, about a few kilometers to the east of Chah Bakhshali and Chah MirzaAli. Chah Ghabrestoni is believed to have been dug by the ancestors of Ali Morteza (Morteza Hossain Norooz) from Hesarooyeh. It is worthed to do some research as to why the name of the person who dug the Well is not attached to the Well as is the case with similar Wells in the area like Chah Bakhshali and Chah MirzaAli. One could assumes that it is called Chah Ghabrestoni or Ghabrestani perhaps a graveyard existed near the place where the Chah Ghabrestoni is dug or perhaps something bad happened and a person or a few people got killed, say as a result of a plague, and they had to be berried where they were living at the time and thus people associated the Well with the grave or the graves and called it, Chah Ghabrestoni,. This Well is used mostly by Ali Morteza and his associates from Hesarooyeh.

To see a Satelitte view of Chah Bakhshali please click Here

Chah Ghando

A number of Hesarooyeh people having fun during Sizdah Bedar, 2007

Chah Ghando is a Well dug in the middle of a mountain range called Haft Koh. Haft Koh in Persian means Seven Mountains. It is called Chah Ghando because its water is so sweet and good to drink that they have compared it to Sugar and call it Chah Ghando or the Sugar Well. This Well is an has been for a long time an important place in the lives of so many people as they have depended on its drinkable water. There are other Wells in the area too but none are as famous and have drinkable water like Chah Ghando. Beside many nomadic people who depend on the water of Chah Ghando in summer time, many birds and wild animals also depend on this Wells water in the hot summer days. Unfortunately, some times some ignorant people go and hid near the Well and when the Wild birds and animals like partride and deer come to drink water, they shoot them and eat them. These savage people should be tracked down and punished by law. This author has witnessed an unbelievable decrease in the number of wild animals and birds due to unlawful and illegal hunting. We encourage all people to report all hunters to the authorities and hopefully, the officials will seriously track the hunters down and punish them for their illegal acts.

Many people, like the following picture, enjoy their New Year holidays like Sizadah Bedar in and around Chah Ghando.

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JOKE SECTION:

A Young Businessman
A young businessman had just started his own business. He'd rented a beautiful office and had it brilliantly decorated. Sitting there, he saw a man come into the outer office. Wishing to appear busy, the young businessman picked up the phone and started to pretend he was working a big deal. He was shouting huge figures and made giant commitments. Finally, he hung up and asked the visitor, "Can I help you?" The man said, "Sure. I'm here to install the phone!"

Two Boys
A couple had two little boys, ages 8 and 10, who were excessively mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew that, if any mischief occurred in their town, their sons were probably involved. The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The clergyman agreed, but asked to see them individually. So the mother sent her 8-year-old in first that morning with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.

The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open, wide eyed. So the clergyman repeated the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is God!!?" Again the boy made no attempt to answer. So the clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed, "WHERE IS GOD!?"

The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in BIG trouble this time, dude. God is missing - and they think WE did it.!"

Jail Mail
A prisoner in jail receives a letter from his wife: "Dear Husband, I have decided to plant some lettuce in the back garden. When is the best time to plant them?" The prisoner, knowing that the prison guards read all mail, replied in a letter: "Dear Wife, whatever you do, do not touch the back garden. That is where I hid all the money." A week or so later, he received another letter from his wife: "Dear Husband, You wouldn't believe what happened, some men came with shovels to the house, and dug up all the back garden." The prisoner wrote another letter back: "Dear wife, now is the best time to plant the lettuce."

Finding a house
Two police officers saw this old woman staggering down the street, stopping her they can tell she has had far too much to drink and instead of taking her to jail they decide to just drive her home. They loaded her into the police cruiser one of the officers gets in the back with the drunk woman. As they drove through the streets they kept asking the woman where she lived, all she would say as she stroked the officers arm is "Your Passionate" They drove awhile longer and asked again, again the same response as she stroked his arm "Your Passionate". The officers were getting a little upset so they stopped the car and said to the woman, Look we have driven around this City for two hours and you still haven't told us where you live. She replied I keep trying to tell you: "Your Passin It!"

Interesting to read,

The following is an essay that you may find it interesting to read. The topic is “ What lies behind the darkness of your closed eyes?"

What lies behind the darkness of your closed eyes?

Living in two completely different worlds, lay many things behind my closed eyes. I live in my own little world, where not many people like to live; where many things do not exist. In my world, there is no competition, jealousy, priority, differentiation and revenge. I live in peace there; happy, victorious, vivacious and excited. I do not carry the heavy stuff that I carry on in my real world. I feel free, light and without forced obligations. I live in a waking world where I suffer, hurt, regret and I am frozen. Frozen, for I can not speak out, say something and burst like firecrackers. I live in a world where I want to erupt, explode and burst out; change many things but I can not. I just can not because I feel weak and fragile.

I live in a world where I walk on my own; nobody pushes me, nobody determines me, no one orders me. There, I walk in four directions, continue in any of them and love them all. I live in a world where I see no one is tired, no one is bored, no one is in jail and no one is surrounded. I live in a totally new world for I believe yesterday is gone; I do not hate yesterday, however, I do not like to follow it. I like no footprints for I believe I can create them myself. In my little peaceful world, I do not like to preach and I do not like to be preached at. I do not like to run, for if I run, I may hurt others as we do in our real world.

In my dream world, there are no walls, barriers and boundaries; all seasons are nice and beautiful, even winter. Autumn does not come so fast and when it comes, it does not shake the trees to death; never tortures them. Spring is too long and summer is more fruitful than ever. No one is an object; everyone is treated equally, I mean, practically, not just literally. There is only one race but unnamed; different colours but nameless. Poorness never devalues people, mankind uses its brain not its eyes. People are not Robots; they know their values and they are so humble. There are no guns and weapons, therefore, there is no war; no one shoots others in order to rob the bank just to buy a sports car! There is no stress that pushes people to use drugs and alcohol; no one takes tranquilizers or painkiller pills. Politicians and governors do not cheat on their citizens; there is not hypocrisy.

There, in my world, the streets are huge and wide, nobody rushes and nobody runs to pass the others. There is sympathy, compassion, co-operation and unity. There is no enmity and rivalry, the word "enemy" is not in dictionaries and no one pronounces it or thinks of it. Mankind, in my little world, has known itself, knows it's duties which are based on nature, everything is nice but nothing is weird. There is no celebrity; everyone gets a chance to express himself/herself.

It is really nice there. There is only one hemisphere, no opposite sides. It is so peaceful; there are no possessions for possession is the cause of cruelty. People have shaken themselves, in order to lose their dirty thoughts and beliefs; tales and legends are no longer valid. People never scare their children by telling them stories. Kids are never scared for there is no darkness. Days are brighter, the sun stays longer, nights are starry, the wind is very calm; lakes, sea and oceans are one single body of water and everything else is changed. A big revolution has happened and it is a new era!

Written by: Naser Ghaeni-Hesarooyeh, MonarchPark collegiate, Toronto, Canada, 1995

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Email received fom Friends:

Hello Dear Naser,
How are you? I am Massoud writing you from Sweden, I'm not sure if you remembering me or not! we met in Iran - Kerman, and shahrbabak ... Actually, I took your Email address from Your personal website, where before i was used to check hassaroieh websites more often(as they are my favorites sites and now some times because of time limitation....) to read about news and progresses in our home town, however it goes slowly but it good to see there exists some things, there is an speech says: some thing better than not thing! :)

best regards and good luck

Massoud Alahdini

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