tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061665328242748532.post6095037708990853610..comments2024-03-24T05:21:44.666-04:00Comments on PinkTaxiBlogger: Number 3PinkTaxiBloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10105826333680155633noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061665328242748532.post-8070404900786134372010-12-11T00:40:31.927-05:002010-12-11T00:40:31.927-05:00I hesitated to comment on this entry because I hav...I hesitated to comment on this entry because I have 5 of those No.3's.You can compare them to Chanel No.5 though because of their radiant beauty and lovely though different characters!Or if you follow the Persian saying I have 5 "Noon Zeir Kebbab",while my wife of many happy years is the real Kebab of course.<br />When I met the Magnificient 5,they were all in their early twenties,some in their teens and even the cutest under 10.They were the byproduct of an Iranian American marriage,a confused combination of a Shiite Catholic bondage,taking the burden of the identity crisis resulting from a mixed marriage with a stride.<br />Many of them were tutored at home by their lovely American mom,who tried her best to raise them as a typical 50s family in the Iran of the Shah!<br />These sisters in law of mine,have become my family the past four decades.As to their 4 brothers,that should be a subject of a posting by the blogger,and a comment by me one day!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061665328242748532.post-77549818405862066492010-12-07T01:09:54.027-05:002010-12-07T01:09:54.027-05:00I think that I can speak for the majority of the f...I think that I can speak for the majority of the family when I say that we are so very lucky to be part of the "Mehra Clan." As I'm sure you can see through the blogger's very own words how each individual member of our family has had a wonderful impact on another member. Khaleh Linda was like my second mother growing up. We lived in the same house for 5 years and she encouraged my love of English and reading and was with me through the majority of my trials and tribulations during my adolescent years (and there were many!) I love her so much that when I was 9 or 10 I selected her name as my middle name and use it proudly to this day. <br /><br />She is a wonderful aunt and more importantly a close and loyal friend. <br /><br />Happy Birthday Khaleh and although we are far apart your love and support are still felt every day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061665328242748532.post-34733241213150335832010-12-06T14:52:15.702-05:002010-12-06T14:52:15.702-05:00I am honored that I have a special place on your b...I am honored that I have a special place on your blog today, all to myself. How sweet of you to remember all the little details that had an impression on you as a child. I too remember, perhaps not as precisely, you cut your hand at the Caspian not broke your arm as I remembered, but very fondly, your visits to our home in Tehran, the Caspian and my baby-sitting days in Dubai. How fast you all grew up and now have beautiful families of your own. One thing I am proud to say, which you may not remember, I was very supportive of your marriage and I pride myself on my good insight, at least in this situation. I don't have to tell you that you have a wonderful husband and I am so proud of you as a Mother, daughter, sibling, niece, cousin and I am sure, friend to all. Love you my Yasmina!lgolnazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06516965986793278590noreply@blogger.com