August 5, 1975 - January 8, 2020
سال به نيمه رسيده است. هوا گرم است. پرستار از اتاق بيرون مي‌آيد و از سلامت نوزاد و مادر خبر مي‌دهد پدر مي‌خندد. مادر اشك شوق مي‌ريزد. عاشقانه دوستش دارند. فرهاد
می نامندش
سال به نيمه رسيده است. هوا گرم است. دكتر براي ديدن همكارش وارد اتاق مي‌شود. نگاهش با نگاه مژگانش تلاقی می‌کند. مژگانش را از پشت مژگان بلندش مي‌بيند تقديرشان در هم مي‌پيچد.عشق جاودانه‌شان شكل مي‌گيرد. همسرصدايش مي‌کند
سال به انتها نزديك مي‌شود. هوا خنك مي‌شود. دكتر از اتاق بيرون مي‌آيد و از تولد نوزاد دختر آرامي خبر مي‌دهد فرهاد اشك شوق مي‌ريزد. اين موجود كوچك را هم عاشقانه دوست دارد. يانا مي‌نامندش
سال تازه آغاز شده است. هواي كانادا هنوز سرد است. اين‌بار پدر موقع تولد پسرك كوچك پرمو و سرخ و شيطانش حضور دارد او را هم عاشقانه دوست دارد. یونا مي‌نامندش
سال به انتها رسيده است. هواي كانادا خيلي سردتر است. اما مشكلات مهاجرت هم به انتها رسيده است. دلش گرم است، به خانواده اش به عشقش، به مژگانش، به فرزندان و به آينده‌شان قبول شده است. زحماتش نتيجه داده است. در كانادا مجدد دكتر مي‌نامندش
سال اما تمام نمي‌شود. سياه مي‌شود. پر از غم مي‌شود. پر از عذاب و رنج مي‌شود. پر از آرزوهاي پرپر مي‌شود
پر از خاطرات ناتمام مي‌شود. مرحوم دكتر فرهاد نيكنام مي‌نامندش
قصه پر از شادي وعشق فرهاد و پايان تلخ و جانسوزش را روايتگر باشيد با خاطرات و عكس‌ها و فيلمهاي‌تان از گذشته تا امروز كه بماند به يادگار براي يانا و يونا و مژگان و خانواده‌اش بلكه مرهمي باشد بر دل‌های خون‌چكان‌شان
و جوانه‌اي كه در دل دو عشق كوچكش ببالد و پا بگيرد
Farhad was born in 1975 to a nurse mom and a teacher dad. From his childhood, he knew that he is going to become a doctor and worked so hard for his dream and became one of the best dentists in Iran. After practicing for more than 15 years, creating a dream life for his wife and little daughter back there, against his will and primarily for the future of his daughter, Yana, he decided to move to Canada to start a new life and have his second child, Yuna.
There are many of his colleagues in this room who are immigrant doctors and dentists and have gone or are still going through the hard journey of re-certification. You all know how much hardwork and perseverance is required to become re-certified in a new country, starting fresh, starting from scratch. There are many difficult exams that you need to practice for, many expensive courses you need to take to prepare for those exams and after all of that, you become a new dentist, with no track record in a new community. Knowing all these, Farhad decided to make the difficult move when he was 40. With a family to take care of and a hard 3-year journey in front of him, he went back and forth every few months, being away from his kids, working from sunset to dawn, to be able to provide for his family here and at the same time finish all the exams. But none of these took the everlasting smile off of his face. He never complained. He never got tired. He was focused on his family and the bright future that he was building for them.
After 3 years of sleepless nights and living on a budget, He finally finished his last exam two month ago and this was his one last journey. He was in Iran when he heard the news about his last exam and he called his wife saying, and I quote, “I did it. Difficult times are over. I am so sorry you had to go through all the hard times in the past 3 years. I know you’re tired. I am gonna make it up to you, I am gonna make you a life that you deserve.” He also mentioned his mom and dad saying “I owe my parents everything. They have done everything for me in my life. Now I will be able to do something appropriate for them.”
The name, “Farhad” comes from a character in one of the ancient Iranian poems by “Nezami Ganjavi” where this character expresses deepest levels of affection for his beloved, by carving out a mountain. When I look back at all my brother’s achievements, struggles and making all impossible in his life possible, I see that his name was a true sense of his character.
“Farhad was a symbol of True and Unconditional love. “ He loved his wife, His children, His parents, His brothers and his friends. We were 8 years apart and he was my second dad. He supported me and my older brother during hardest times in our lives both financially and emotionally. He taught me how to drive, he taught me how to shave my face, he taught me how to dance, and when I was becoming a depressed teenager, he gave me a social life. He pushed for me to go to English classes, he pushed me to become an athlete, he helped me and my brother to get education, and the result of all of those efforts together as a partner to my mom and dad was a happy proud family of three doctors and PhDs.
We are all born with an endless love in our hearts to give each other but as we grow up, due to many factors, we do that less and less, we start restricting ourselves of giving, we start caring less, we start discriminating between people in our lives and at the end we become a normal human being.
But none of these applied to Farhad. He was NOT afraid to give you as much love, attention and assistance as you want from the ocean that he had in his heart. He was the friend who would laugh with you and make you laugh, the friend who would be with you whenever you need him, day or night, the friend, who would take your hand through all the hardships and make you feel strong. He was the friend that you could rely on, to share your pain and know that as of that time, it’s his pain too, the friend who would do anything to see you happy and above all, the friend who would expect NOTHING and absolutely NOTHING in return.
Farhad was the most social person I have ever known in my life. He was the facebook among his friends when no facebook existed. He kept all of his friendships and only made them stronger over time. He connected his friends with each other and made larger communities where people solve each other’s problems. He only lived for 44 years and he has many friendships that lasted over 30 years. His friends have been mourning his loss in five continents and all of us will be feeling his loss for many years to come. He was the meaning of a “pure soul”. There are things about him that we just came to realize. All the good deeds he has done, all the charitable work he has been silently doing for mentally ill children and people in deprived areas back in Iran.
He will be a huge loss to his family, his friends and more importantly our community and country but I am sure his legacy will stay with us and continuously affect our lives in a positive way.
