I, the undersigned, have worked in the NIOC in Masjid-Soleiman for
three years. But since Mr. Ahmadi transferred here everything has changed.
I don’t know what “wet wood I have sold him”, that from the very first day
he has been “pulling the belt to my life” with all kind of “cat dancing” he has
tried to become the “eye and light” of Mr. Wilson.

He made so much  “mouse running”, that finally Mr. Wilson “became donkey”,
and appointed Mr. Ahmadi as his right hand man, and told me to work
“under his hand”. Mr. Wilson promised that next year he would make me his
right hand man, but “my eye does not drink water”, and I knew that these all
are “hat taking”, and he was trying to put a “hat on my head”.

I have “put the seal of silence to my lips” And did not say anything. Since I
have “thick skin”, I “did not go from face”. Also I felt that Mr. Ahmadi was
“head of donkey”. He has become hair of nose to me. So one day I
“hit the heart to the sea” and went to see Mr. Wilson.

As soon as I entered his office, he “looked at me left left” from “head to foot”
and asked “what do you want”?….. I said “nothing sir”, I have
“crossed Rostam’s seven Khan” in order to come and see you, and let you
know that I am not happy working under Mr. Ahmadi’s hand, and if you kind
enough and give me another job.

Mr. Wilson said, Ok. Go and work in the mail house. “Now bring donkey and
load the beans”……. “Where me, and where mail house”?…….”
what shit I ate”?……… “I came to Savab, I made Kabab”…… I went to
“repair the eyebrow. I made the eye blind”…… with my own hands.

I told Mr. Wilson that “our donkey did not have tail from childhood”.
Mr. Wilson said, “you have asked and you have received”, besides we need a
“work killed” employee like you in the mail house. But because of eating so
much snake I have become a dragon and I know “he was putting water melon
under my arms”.

Knowing that his transfer was only “good for his aunt”. I started to beg him to
forget that I have ever came to see him and forget my visit all together.
“You saw camel, you did not see camel”……. But he was not “getting off the
devil’s donkey”. ……..

Any way, what headache shall I give you?…….., “ He broke my bawls and pitchers”.
 And now I am forced to go and work in the mail house with bunch of
“blind and bald, height and half height” people…… Imagine “how much my ass burns”
………. Now Mr. Churchill Junam, you are my only hope and “back and shelter”
…… “I swear you to the 14 innocents”, please do some work for me.
“My hand to your skirt”…. I have six ”head bread eater”….. “ I kiss your hand and legs”

Regards

Asghar Badbakht