When I saw this site, I was first overcome with sadness. To be honest, I didn't feel like putting these words together while constantly trying to chase away the pure reality that I don't want to accept and that keeps…— Aysun Boyacı Read more →
Havva ablanızın o incelikli ruhunu, kahve bahanesiyle kurduğu sofraları ve doğaya olan tutkusunu anlatan bu çok zarif anıyı, yine o samimi duyguyu koruyarak ve belirttiğiniz gibi tire (—) kullanmadan İngilizceye çevirdim: English Translation They say a single cup of coffee…— Erdem Günay Read more →
I was attending primary school in Armutalan. It was a typical village school. You know how the song goes: "There is a village far away; even if we don't go or see it, that village is our village." It was…— Yücel Günay Read more →
In the year 1980, the Blonde Revolutionary said she would go to university in Ankara. Far from understanding this, our street, our neighborhood, and the surroundings stood directly against it. I was 8 years old. Since my mother was the…
My sister was born on the day when the days begin to lengthen following the longest night. It is as if her life passed in the same way, by bringing more and more light. She worried and strove for how…— Gökhan Günay Read more →
The entrance of the most vivid and beautiful scenes in our childhood memories was the arrival of the yellow Ford truck at the village. Holidays would truly begin when that yellow Ford arrived. My blue-eyed, smiling uncle, the kindest-hearted man…
My sister Havva; the person who truly filled the word "sister" to the brim, the person through whom I truly felt what it means to have a sister... The dear soul who has been in my life since the ages…
My dear sister, you have gone before me again and are waiting for me at the door of the oncology department. With your smile that refreshes my soul and calms my heart, you are saying, "Everything will be fine, don't…
I was in the second grade of primary school, and my sister Havva was studying at university. Whenever they came, we would run to their house. We would stay together that night. My sister Havva had brought us our first…
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