Last week My mother sold our summer house in north of tehran close to a city named fasham.All of my friends knwo the place as chechen this was a little tough for me I mean selling every thing else was not a big deal but this one was the only place that I felt some how a close relationship to it the phisical place was not an issue the fact that I had many many good memories of that place with all my good friends makes me sad now that it is gone but well as sidney sheldone says noting lasts forever.lets move on ,god knows maybe one day soon I will find another chechen in this part of the world and collect back all those good friends again .one of them is already here and struggling;; good luck artmis.Viva chechnia