Plastic Balls in the Alley
Translated from the original Persian post. Images, if present, are from that post or thread.
Back when we were children playing in the alley, those plastic balls were flimsy. We’d put two, sometimes three, inside one another to make a ball we could play with.
Instead of grieving over one ball’s weakness, we joined several together to make them strong.
Our love of playing meant no weakness could frighten us.
Let’s join together, layer upon layer.
Long live the Shah.