Lūkā Mūdrīch: zindigī'nāmah-yi man: Persiska (Farsi) 1402

Much has been written about my early days growing up in poverty, the fear of war, and my life as a refugee. It's true that we didn't have much. It's also true that bombing and the shadow of war were part of my daily life for a long time. We lived as refugees for six years in temporary houses that we shared with other people who shared the same destiny. They struggled sadly, but despite all these issues, it would be wrong to say that I had a bad life or struggled with many problems, my parents, family, and friends who were around me and were part of my life for 16 years, all of them are the reason for the good memories. And my sweet are from those days.