Love On Daneshgah Street in Z-dan

I often wonder how it would be if life was not how it is today. How would my life be growing up in Z-dan amongst relatives and balochis, instead of being the only black-haired girl on the bus?

Would I have the ability to do the simpliest things I can do today, like going out and taking a walk? Could I be a student, in Daneshgah Azad (Azad University)?

Mentioning the Daneshgah Azad, gives me flashbacks from those summers in Z-dan, when I used to take long walks on the Daneshgah street in Z-dan. That street was quiet famous because it had more than 5-6 internet-cafés and was the place to hang out for the students in Z-dan.

Whenever walking on that street, especially Thursday nights, was a moment to enjoy. I felt as if I was part of a Naguib Mahfouz-book, don't ask me why! (Cairo and Z-dan has nothing in common, but I got that feeling anyway:P )

The girls, wearing heavy make-up, and tight dresses/mantos, were walking on the street with a self-confidence one could kill for.

(I was wearing balochi clothes, black chador and some comfortable slippers, the only "make-up" I was wearing was some moisturizing skin cream I rubbed on my face just before leaving the house!)

The guys on the other hand, had 3 kilos hair-gel rubbed on their hair, and with worn-out jeans and tight t-shirts they would check out every girl passing by, and often being so brave/rude that they would follow the girls and change numbers after a short conversation.

I thought this was amazing, the way everything was so crystal-clear;

guy sees girl, guy like girl, guy gets girl

The funny thing was that I never saw balochi girls on that street, but a lot of balochi guys....and I sure checked them out! :D