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Dear Friends, So much has happened in Turkey since I wrote to you last. As I type my heart is pounding and my fingers are rushing on the keyboard to tell you the news. I am in the midst of … Okumaya devam et
This is a piece -her personal story- written by my dear friend Deniz Erkmen on the recent Social Protest Movement (Occupy Gezi). If you are still curious about what is happenning in Istanbul (well by now it is whole Turkey) … Okumaya devam et
To my friends who live outside of Turkey: I am writing to let you know what is going on in Istanbul for the last five days. I personally have to write this because at the time of my writing most … Okumaya devam et
So we buried my father. In the past I always thought that when people go through such emotional traumas, their minds would be so clouded that they couldn’t be aware of anything that was happening around them. A haze, I … Okumaya devam et
My father is dead. I am staring at this sentence that I have just typed. My father is dead. This is my own father whom I am taking about. Not the father of a character from my novel. My father. … Okumaya devam et
(this way to the previous chapters…) They did not have swimming suits, so we brought an extra pair with us. They always wore our clothes anyway. They were so small compared to me and Esin, so when our clothes did … Okumaya devam et
Haven’t read the Part 1 yet? This way please… The plan -my plan- was perfect if the gardener’s daughters had not insisted on dragging their spoiled little brother along with them. If he had not come with us, their mother Jamila … Okumaya devam et
Many thanks to Aisha, Esin, Katerina and Kokia for their valuable contribution to the story.
Happy full moon everyone! This month, beginning of the lunar and solar months -almost- coincided, so now they are peeking at the same time. Full moon and the midsummer’s dream together…This is the perfect time to be in a boat … Okumaya devam et