Fatherless World…What a Fatherless World It is the night before Eid. People post about it, talk about it, how it brings solidarity or how it should bring etc… aaand there is this song sang by two girls in Brussel as part of International Festival of Language and Culture’ 2017 festival. Ben yoruldum hayat gelme üstüme,…
The Orchids’ Prayer No it was not love…he knew it was not…she could feel it was not but wanted to believe that it was…at least for a little while…she looked strong like an oak but she was an orchid on the inside…yes that is right she was fragile…the world was cruel…she was fragile…the world was…
Devils of Her Soul Here I am…breathless…fearful…voiceless…tearful…colorless…no longer beautiful…being tormented again…who are you…no answer…what do you want…no answer…you are a bitch…you know you are a bitch…don’t play idiot…don’t play victim…you know you are a whore deep in your soul…your husband is a good man…but every day you drove him mad…in fact you called him mad…
Men in 2017 Light…bright light outside…sun, yes the sun they called it and smiled…I, too, smiled…they fed me and I smiled again…they laughed, cried, made noise with what they called words, they sought something…they constantly sought…not it was not me…they did not know what they sought but they fought when they could not see…they got…
Art Must Purify Hearts It was finally Friday, finally the end of the day and we were finally going to have a music class. I was not old enough to question the reasons why our tutor treated music so badly and left the music class to the last hour of the last day and the…
Evil Smile Not everything felt completely right to her, they never had and that had become the usual sense of life. So she no longer knew how to detect evil in people and she did not know that she did not know. She had thought that she was good at reading people and she was…
Rainbow in the Snow A bird landed on her roof. The woman opened the window. She thought and smoked. She was no longer standing by the window. She went back to last week, last month, last year, five years before, ten years before and to her childhood. There she saw a happy little girl, still…
Gandhi’s Secret Visit A man from nowhere shouted in the middle of the night on top of his lungs. Every ear generated fear which caused everybody to walk out and seek the man who threw his anger into the air. Some ran to their balconies, they looked around to see him. Some ran to the…
National Theatre’s Unseen Plays It was 7am when people began queuing in front of the National Theatre. The River Thames was quiet. Young and old joggers were out, jogging up and down in the Southbank. And it was not so cold for British weather. Everybody in the queue was secretly studying one another, labeling, judging,…
Brexit Letter to David Cameron It was almost three years after the great recession and the UK economy showed no sign of growth. Everyone looked for someone to blame. So did the new enthusiastic Prime Minister, David Cameron. Politicians, bankers, economists, ministers.Oh no they were too powerful to attack! Public needed someone or some groups…