Hello all,
Today I have prepared a short article about Jesus Of Nazareth the Peophet of christianity.
Jesus Of Nazareth also known as Jesus Christ or simply Jesus is the central figure of christianity.
He is the Messiah fortold in the old tetament.
Messiah generally has two meanings:
1.a person who is expected to come in the future.
2.a person who come to rescue.
Christians believe that Jesus is the son of God, Of course with a few exceptions.
His students were called Disciples.The term Disciples is used to refer to a group of 12 persons of his followers.Although some people use this word for all of his followers.
A Gospel is a writing which describes the life ,death and resurrection of Jesus.
Christians generally have four Gospels:
Year of death
Scholars say that Jesus was born sometime between 2-7 BC and died sometime between 26-36 AD.
Jesus ministry ,which according to the Gospel of Luke began when Jesus was about 30 years of age.
Character
The four Gospels are the main sources for the biography of Jesus’ life.However they were written with the intention of glorifying Jesus as the Messiah.
Each Gospel describes Jesus in a different way.Mark presents him as a heroic and charismatic man of action.
Luke emphasizes Jesus’ miraclous power and his support for poor people and John views Jesus’ earthly life as a manifestation of the eternal word.
The windmills of your mind is a song from the film The Thomas Crown Affair .Noel Harrison has performed it for the film score.The opening two melodic sentences were adopted from Mozart’s second movement from his Sinfonia Concertante for Violin, Viola and Orchestra.
This unforgettable song has different records by different artists.
Here are the lyrics:
Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnaval balloon
Like a carousell that’s turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it’s own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking allong the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.
Hamid Mosadegh (or Mosadeq), January 31, 1940, Isfahan, Iran – 28 November 1998, Tehran, Iran) was a contemporary poet, author and also a lawyer.
Forugh Farrokhzad (January 5, 1935, Tehran, Iran – February 13, 1967) was an Iranian poet and film director. Forugh is arguably one of Iran’s most influential female poets of the twentieth century. She was a controversial modernist poet and an iconoclast.
He has a famous poem from “Blue ,Black and Gray” :
You laughed at me and didn’t know,
How apprehensively I pilfered the apple from the neighbour’s garden.
the gardener ran after me fast,
saw the apple in your hand,
wrathfully looked at me, look,
the bitten apple ,from your hand fell on the ground,
and you left and still,
for years in my ears slowly,
the rustle of your step repeatedly , minds me,
and I’m cogitating about this thought,
that why our small garden didn’t have apple.
Now let’s see what Forough Farrokhzad has answered:
I laughed at you,
Because I knew apprehensively you pilfered the apple from the neighbour’s garden.
My father ran after you fast,
and you did not know that the gardner of the neighbours garden is my old father,
I laughed at you to answer your love sincerely,
the spite in your eyes, then trembled my hands and,
the bitten apple fell on the ground from my hands,
“go!” my soul said,Because it did not want to memorize your bitter cry…
and I went and still for years in my mind slowly,
the perplexity of your spite,
minds me,
and I’m cogitating about this though that,
What if our garden didn’t have apple?
Translated by:Mehdi Mehtarizadeh
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