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hesarooyeh — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:01:35 CST

A view of the Hesarooyeh from the top of JK

Hesarooyeh is a village 15 Km to the east of Shahr-e-Babak in Kerman Province, Iran. Hesarooyeh is an old and historical village with kind and hardworking people. Regarding the history of the village, Mr. Azizi, Mansoor, an author and a writer in Shahr-e-Babak, has indicated in his well researched book titled: The History and the Culture of Shahr-e-Babak , that the name of this 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. Beside the forts and the barriers, there is also a shoe horse like streched hill called Tale-h Hesar. Tall in Persian means small hill and Hesar as we said, means fort, fence and fortification. This shoe horse like streched hill also could be another reason why they have called this place Hesarooyeh. According to Mr. Azizi, Hesarooyeh served as the stronghold of the Ismailies, who ruled Shahr-e-Babak at the time, not long ago, approximately about 150 to 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 web-log by clicking on Hesarooyeh. Mr. Allahdini, Ismail is a great friend and a great blogger who provides so much valuable and interesting information and news about Hesarooyeh, its people.

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 web-log about Hesarooyeh and its people. Good luck Ismailjan.

Going back to the definition and explanation of Mr. Aziz, I think his definition and explanation males sense. He has describes Hesarooyeh as a place with strong Towers (BURJ and BARUs). I have heard stories that Hesarooyeh used to have three (Burjs) Towers. 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. Late Haji Mohammad Hossain (PBUH) who seems to have organized the Hesarooyeh people to build this Tower (Burj) during the time when he was the local leader or the Head of the village (Kadkhoda). Please keep in mind that people in Hesarooye are very related to each other in one way or another. So, late Haji, as a head of the village, must have organized Hesarooyeh people to build a Tower for security reasons which would have served all people. I will soon explain in 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 the people from their belongings. However, lets talk a bit more about the Haji Tower first.

The Haji Tower, (Burj) was in a good shape until recently, at least about 15 to 20 years ago but unfortunately, we have nothing left of it today. It was destroyed quickly and it is now buried under an asphalt road that ends exactly on where it used to be Haji Tower. I, personally and perhaps many others did not appreciate the half destroyed Tower then and we did not know the important of it and we never did anything to maintain it. However, now that I understand more about the historical importance of such structures, I regret that we left it to ruin and be destroyed. Unfortunately, like many other Towers in near by villages, Haji Tower was destroyed because of erosion and a lack of maintenance. Haji Tower was the last of the three Tower in Hesarooyeh. There has been two other Burjs (Towers) before it. One of these two BURJ or Towers, it is said, has been located on the West Side of the village, close to where Jemaat Khane is now and 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 a small 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. Fortunately, 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. However, it would have been nice if some of these unique structures had been maintained and preserved as historical sites.

In addition to 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 used to be KHODADAD Garden (Bagh-e Khodadad). The three towers along with the just mentioned stretched Hill had created a 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 it and see it today. So, this is why that I think the name of this village makes sense as a place strong Burjs and Barus.

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 a story that I heard it myself from my teacher when I was in grade twelve at Kashani High School in Shahr-e-Babak. 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 when he told us this story.

He 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 went on to say that there was a time, when he was a student himself, that there were not many cars but camels and Caravans; there was only one person in "Hesaroo" (Hesarooyeh), named Astullah Bagher (Assadallah Bagher) who used to have napht (Oil, Petroleum). As a merchant, 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 hard as so many people either did not have money to afford to send their kids to school or they could not 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 came about, they replaced the camels and caravans and the people in the village did not keep up with the changes.

As a result, some people started to migrate to other parts of the country, mainly, big cities such as Tehran, where it was easier to find a job. This was a big loss for the village and in fact, for the country as this was not only people from Hesarooyeh who moved to the big cities but from many other villages across the country. Once people started to move from the village to the city, there was a gradual decline in the village life and the village lost its importance compared to the cities. This gradual move to the cities has continued and it is present even today. There are still families with young school aged children who find it better to live in the near by city, Shahr-e-Babak then in the village.

Just to give you a glimpse of what we are talking about, when we talk about people moving out to the cities, it is estimated that about one hundred fifty (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 young ones have even immigrated to other countries like Canada, Australia, Norway, Finland, Denmark and Sweden.

The good thing is that 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 families from Hesarooyeh have moved to the near by city of Shahr-e-Babak for valid reasons. Many of these families who have moved to the city have done so to have a better access to services such as school, hospitals, shopping centres etc. If the government, for example, had built a a school facility or had planned to transport the children to and back from school, many families would have stayed back at the village.

Another factor that helped the people to immigrate to other cities and towns is the fact that many people, particularly, the younger generation, got disappointed and lost hope 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 of Sarchashmeh Copper Complex. This huge factory needed a lot of water for its operation and the needed water id pumped from where most of these Ghanats (water canals) originated and sent to Sarcheshmeh through a well engineered pipe line. As a result, these water Canals which were the only source of life in the village began to dry up gradually. There is not a single running water canal as we speak today in Shahr-e-Babak area and if there is, the water is so little that it is not enough for agriculture.

The most natural and environmentally healthy irrigation system (Ghanat or water canal) is now replaced with water pumps in most villages. These water pumps operate on electricity and they have a high maintenance cost. They will never be like Ghanats or water canals but they are helping the remaining people in the village to continue their life there. Due to frequent droughts and the large amount of water that is sent to Sarcheshmeh Copper Complex, it is hard to believe that agricultural life would be sustainable in villages like Hesarooyeh.

Another factor that has added pressure and difficulty to an already critical situation in the village life in the east part of Shahr-e-Babak area is Khatoonabad Copper Melting Complex. Its poisonous smoke is devastating life in this area. Its smoke has already killed and kills daily many sheep, animals, birds, and plants. When the smoke sits on the grass or the plants, the sheep feeds on it and there is a risk that the poison would eventually get to the human body as many people consume the meat of their sheep. The smoke is so poisonous that it kills plants too or if it does not kill them, covers them by smoke and no animal or sheep can eat it. the smoke has similar effects on the fruit trees in the area. Even though many people and officials have complained about the deadly smoke and have requested to find a way or solution to minimize the risks, not much has been done as we speak. This is so tragic and it will have huge impacts on us and our future generations.

It is true that Sarcheshmeh Copper Complex and the Khatoonabad Copper Melting Complex have created employments but the employment is not shared equally with all the people while the smoke is.

I was going to talk about my school years and my teachers when I was telling you about Mr. Masoumi, one of my teachers who told us an story about Assadullah Bagher but I did not get a chance as we talked about other topics. Here I would like to make a small note about my school years as well as my teachers before we can talk more about Hesarooyeh and the way the village was in old days.

I would like to pay tribute to all my teachers of whom I remember some of their names. I would like to start from High School because I remember some of their names. I would like to say their names followed by the subjects they taught. 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 apologize if I have not mentioned some names and it is because I do not remember 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.

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 time, I remember Mr. Jamali Ali, (Arabic) who later became my High School Principal at Kashani High School in Shahrbabak. Mr. Azizi, Ahmad (persian Litrature and gramer), Mr. Bagheri, Abass (English), Mr. Keshavazi (Science), Mr. Bami-Nejad (work and industry or Herfeh va Fan), Mr. Zaynadini, Abdulmajid, Mr. Zaynali (Math) 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 a long life. 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 in size compared to what is now. The village was much smaller then what it is now as the houses were built attached or very close to each other as a way to protect each other in times disaster. Houses were built attached or close to each other as a way of protecting each other from the outside robbers who would suddenly pour into a village and rob the people of their belongings. People in old days lived in houses with one or two small rooms most of the time with no particular yards. They had no yards as we know it because they shared the open space with the neighbours. Some of the old houses in the old part of the village are still standing and most are destroyed due to a lack of maintenance and erosion. However, there are quite a number of old house that are still standing and they are still being used a a storage or other use.

Most of the people who lived in the old part of the village are 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 new houses usually have many rooms, big yards and each house is built apart from the other neighbour. 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 and of course, they also need garages for their cars and trucks. 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 into the village and loot the people of their belongings, this is no longer an issue and has not been for the past 60 or 70 years. However, in recent years the safety and security of people, particularly, their animals and belongings has been a little compromised as once a while a thief would attack and take some sheep or a cow or other valuables. This is not a dominant issue but it takes place once a while and in some cases police is able to identify them and in some other cases, they go unidentified. I hope that the police and the officials take these matters seriously and would take measures that would strengthen security of the all the people and their belongings particularly in the villages.

Nowadays, like most of the villages in Iran, Hesarooyeh has most of the necessities that one needs for a normal 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. There are initiatives for a recreational park in Hesarooyeh and some work has been done. Another major service that is coming to the village at this time is the natural gas pipeline. Until recently, the natural gas was only provided to the people who lived in the city but in a great move, it is now extended to the villages including Hesarooyeh. Natural gas is on its way to the village and it would help the people to keep warm without burning wild plants or trees.

It is regrettable that usually the services come in at a time that it is sometimes too late. There was a time that the only way to keep warm in the winter was by burning bushes and woods. As a result, people had to burn wild plants and of course plenty of them to keep warm. This is in addition to an increase in the number of sheep and animals who grazed on the desert like land. A lack of precipitation, frequent droughts, smoke from factories and cars and an increased number of grazing animals has created an environmental disaster in our area. However, I think, it is still not to late to start planning to preserve the environment by helping it to recover.

Hesarooyeh and a number of other villages in Shahr-e-Babak are located close to one of the Iran's most busiest national Highways; the Highway which basically connects the North to the South is built to connect Tehran, the capital city to Bandar Abass, a major Iranian port. Passing through so many big and small cities and towns, the high way continuously damages the environment and little has been done to minimize it is damage. Even though the Highway has made it easier for people to access and travel to other towns and cities in Iran, it has also caused serious concerns and problems for those who have lived near it.

The Highway has caused economic problems by car accidents and run overs on sheep herds, cows and camels, mostly during the night and sometimes even during the day time. Several people along the Highway have lost their sheep, cows, calves or other types of domestic animals because of trucks had ran over the animals. 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 there seems to be a decline in the number of car accidents of this nature.

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 in one part or the other, where the Highway passes by. The highway also has caused social and personal disasters by car accidents with people causing death and injuries to the people or their children who have to cross the Highway to go about their daily activities. The high speed of the cars, trucks and buses, a lack of warning signs on the road, careless driving and a lack of proper cross ways has causes many accidents in the area. 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 and this causes deadly accidents.

The other problems that the Highway has caused include, environmental damage by Trucks that throw their garbage, mainly their old and obsolete tires to the roadside destroying the bushes which are very essential for the herds to feed on them. Trucks also change their motor oil almost everywhere and throw their garbage everywhere. Another problem of this highway is its noise pollution. A lot of trucks and buses blow their Trumpet and horns so loudly that can be heard from a far distance and it is 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, were ignored and no one even bothered to do a little study to see how these people would be impacted? and if there is any other ways to built the high way in such a way that would have minimal effect on the people along the Highway. No one ever thought of compensating those who either lost their lives or their animals or were impacted in one way or another. Suddenly a few engineers who had been sleeping and snoring all day along in the comfort of their offices where they have been drinking too much tea would show up with a Jeep and start mapping the road without studying the effects or having a prior consultation with the people. A few weeks later another group of contractors would shows up with heavy machinery to build a Highway with no respect to so many people, animals, birds and other type of livings.

No consultation or what so ever with the people, no risk study and no environmental studies, nothing. No one bothers to ask the village people what they think? how they will be impacted? What would they suggest? none. 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 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.

Hossainabad Khanaliha:
Hossainabad Khanaliha is a small but beautiful village about two kilometers to the east of Hesarooyeh. The name of this village "Hossainabad" is assosiated with Late Hossain Khanali (PBUH). Late Hossain Khanali was an honest and hardworking man who was able to challenge many obstacles and overcome many difficulties in his lifetime. Despite all challenges and difficulties of the time, 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 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, Habibullah, Gholamali and 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 and alive. Unfortunately, like many other villages in ShahrBabak area, Hossainababd Khanaliha, has lost its most valuable source of life, Water. Hossainabad's Water source "GHANAT" or water canal dried out gradually after too much water was pumped and sent to SARCHESHMEH Copper Mine Complex. In order to operate, Sarcheshmeh Copper Mine Complex, a big factory near by, needed to use so much water. The water is supplied through a chain of Wells which are dug where many water canals or Ghanats originate. The water then is pumped up and sent to Sarcheshme Copper Complex through a well engineered pipeline.

As a result, many villages, including Hesarooyeh and Hossainabad have lost their flow of Water. Due to too much use of water by Sarcheshme Copper Complex as well as frequent droughts, almost all water canals (Ghanats) in our area have dried out. The good thing though is that the hardworking people of Hossainabad still have kept the village alive and green by using a water pump that pumps the water from deep underground and bring it to surface to irrigate the land. It is so nice to visit Hossainabad during the summer, when the village is green and beautiful.

A few differen web-logs about Hesarooyeh
Hesarooyeh voice
Hesarooyeh, Farsi
Hesarooyeh Noroozi Games
Hesarooyeh stay alive

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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) has written 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, (Hesarooyeh) 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 messanger 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 and believe that no one should burn its wood or damage it in any form. In many places in Iran and in other countries like Pakistan, India and elsewhere, there are similar trees which the locals respect and have some sort of beliefs in them. It is customary that some people who have a difficulty or a wish that they want to come true, take a vow under this tree or similar trees and make a promise under the tree by knotting a piece of green or red cloth on its branch, vowing that 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 that if my son regains his health and recovers soon, I will make a free soup for fifty 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. It must have been so nice, I imagine, 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 worshiping place or sometimes at their homes. There are indications that this tree or "Beed" 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 who were involved in such a heinous act, either died suddenly or became ill and never recovered.

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 a tree for whatever reason is like burning a human being. Putting a tree on fire or cutting it down, I think, is like killing an innocent human being. People who commit such crimes should not go without punishment.

The beed is the biggest and perhaps the oldest tree in Hesarooyeh, 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 its branches. 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 shade in the summer.

Koh Hesarooyeh

Koh in Persian means Mountain and Hesarooyeh is the name of a village near by the mountain. It is called Koh Hesarooyeh because it is so close to Hesarooyeh. In addition, 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, Khatoonabad Copper Melting Complex, frequent droughts and over grazing the land has caused environmental disaster and it is worsening each year. As a result of such environmental disasters, there is less bushes, less birds, less wild animals like wolves, deer, rabbits etc. Despite all these, personally, I love Koh Hesarooyeh and whenever, I am in Iran, I climb it as frequently as possible.

Chah BakhashAli (BakhshAli Well)
Chah in Persian means Well and Chah Bakhsh Ali is a Well in the middle of a desert about 7 km to the east of Hesarooyeh. This Well is dug by Late Bakhsh Ali, the son of Ali Karam who was the Grandfather of NoroozAli, Mohammad Taghi and Zaynal Mustafa, three brothers in Hesarooyeh. Since Late BakhshAli had dug the Well and he is its founder, the Well is known after his name as Chah Bakhshali or a Well that belongs to Bakhshali. It is mostly used by People of Hesarooyeh, Particularly, Mashallah Ghaeni(Mashallah Norooz) and his flock partners and associate who water their sheep and animals. There is another well about 500 meter to the west of Chah Bakhshali and it is called Chah MirzaAli.

Chah Mirza Ali (Mirza Ali Well)
Chah in Persian means Well and ChahMirz Ali is a Well dug in the middle of a desert, about 6.5 km to east of Hesarooyeh. 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 as Chah Mirza Ali or a Well that belongs to Mirza Ali. It is mostly used by People of Hesarooyeh, particularly, the Hossain Khanali families, mostly, Habibullah and Morteza Hossain KhanAli who 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 which we already talked about it.

Chah Ghabrestoni (Ghabrestani) Chah in Persian means a Well Ghabrestan in Persian means a gravyard. So, Chah Ghabrestoni or Ghabrestani is a Well dug in the desert, about a 8.5 km to the east of Hesarooyeh. Chah Ghabrestoni is believed to have been dug by the ancestors of Ali Morteza (Morteza Hossain Norooz, PBUH) in Hesarooyeh but it is not clearly who exactly dug this Well. I think, it is worthed to do some research as to why they have named this Well Chah Ghabrestoni. Most of other similar Wells near by such as Chah Bakhsha Ali and Chah Mirza Ali are associated with someone's name, most likely someone who has dug the Well. However, that does not apply to Chah Ghabrestoni.

Even though it is clear that someone has dug the Well, his or her name is not associated with the Well and that rasis the question why they have named it Chah Ghabrestoni?. One can assume alot of hypothesis as to why they have named it Chah Ghabrestani but it would much interesting to do some research about why exactly they have named it Chah Ghabrestani. For instace, I would assume that it is called Chah Ghabrestoni or Ghabrestani perhaps a graveyard existed near the place where the Well was dug or one can assume that perhaps they were digging the Well, something bad and disastrous happened; something like a plague and a person or a few people got killed and as a result, they had to be buried near the Well, where perhaps they were living at the time, and thus people associated the Well with the grave or the graves and called it, Chah Ghabrestoni. No matter what, it would make sense to do search some other possible explanations from the locals as to why they call this place Chah Ghabrestani. Currently, this Well is used mostly by Ali Morteza and his associates from Hesarooyeh who water their sheep and animals.

Chah Ghand or Chah Ghando

Chah in persian means, a Well and Ghando is a broken word of Ghand and Ghand in persian means sugar cube and sweet. In this case, Ghand should be interpreted as sweet and drinkable because we are talking about a Well and its sweet and drinkable water as opposed to salty and undrinkable waters from other Wells in the area.. Chah Ghando is a Well dug in the middle of a mountain range called Haft Koh. Haft in Persian means Seven and Koh in Persian means Mountains; putting the two words Haft and Koh together gives us Haft Koh or seven mountains. This Well is an old Well and has been around for a long time. It is an important place in the lives of so many people, particularly those who depend on its water. There are other Wells in the area too but none are as famous and have drinkable water as good as Chah Ghando.

Beside many nomadic people who depend on Chah Ghando's water throuhout the year, mostly during the hot summer days, many birds and wild animals also depend on this Well's water throughout the year. Unfortunately, some times some ignorant people who call themselves hunters go and hid near the Well and when the Wild birds and animals come to drink the water, they shoot them and eat their meat. These savage people should be tracked down and punished by law.

This writer has witnessed an unbelievable decrease in the number of wild animals and birds due to many factors such as unlawful and illegal hunting, industrial pollutions and frequent droughts. 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.

Some Jokes for a break

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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