Kendini kandırmak

I have grown more deterministic over the years, more and more often I think that one doesn’t really have a choice, that who you are shapes your response to the situations that arise, and that you become who you are in response to the situations you have found yourself in and had to deal withContinue reading “Kendini kandırmak”

Birbirine aşina duvarlar arasında

between the earth and sky tiny housesmurmuring rooms, half-open windowsutensils, chairs, a weary tablesmall habits, worn-out tastesa handful of dust, an afternoon shadowand time sitting proudly in a corner seat between walls familiar to one anotherso many belongings, so much anguish, so little lovea little bit of salt taken from the sea, a light-hearted feelingfrom theContinue reading “Birbirine aşina duvarlar arasında”

The first twelve years

The world beyond the train window contained more people, wheat fields, poplars, oxen, bridges, donkeys, houses, mosques, tractors, signs, letters, stars, and transmission towers than Mevlut had seen in the first twelve years of his life. The transmission towers looked as if they were coming straight at him, which sometimes made his head spin untilContinue reading “The first twelve years”