Sufferings..

“Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.” Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

This road is packed with memories..
the very small part of the city where my family come from..
Edirne / Turkey

All leavings and meetings..
Together with hope and desperation..
Nostalgic Train Station in Ankara,
the capital city of Turkey.

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.” Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

"packing, unpacking what's in your suitcase,

    go ahead and reach in and pull out a new face"

                        Living in Limbo by Jane Birkin 

                     Listening to this song over and over again..                      

   Each day sitting on a bench, watching the horizon, and reminiscing..

“but something always went wrong, and the relationship would end precisely at the moment when she was sure that this was the person with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life. After a long time, she came to the conclusion that men brought only pain, frustration, suffering and a sense of time dragging.” Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes

Wherever you go, you are bound to carry your own being with you.. 

Shadows of My Mind

"If faces were different when lit from above and below - what was a face? What was anything?"

         - W.Golding, The Lord of The Flies 

Kadıköy/Istanbul

Things are out of control. Actions, behaviours, words, faces that are changing instantly lose their meaning. They continuously change. The change is spontaneous. When you deal from different perspectives, there exist different outcomes. There are always at least two different sides of things, namely events, actions, words etc.  If this is so, how one can believe in this or that one.

There is always one side staying in dark. There is always something one might not notice, which means being sure is not possible at all. One way or the other, the dark side remains.The unknown nature of it leads the dark to be frightening for people. Noone can be sure of things in darkness, whether it does bear good or evil.

"When the light begins to change 

I sometimes feel a little strange 

A little anxious when it's dark"

By a great photographer!

"A good photograph is one that communicates a fact, touches the heart and leaves the viewer a changed person for having seen it. It is, in a word, effective. "

-R.I.P., Irving Penn 

You may read about Irving Penn briefly on the Telegraph.

Oh Love!

Autumn in Istanbul 

"There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you — of kindness and consideration and respect — not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had.

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If you love someone — there is no possible harm in saying so — only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration.

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It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another — but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good.

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don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away. " 

        - John Steinbeck 

Seagulls dancing in the sky / Kadıköy/ Istanbul

"In a Manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing"

a very beautiful song by Nouvelle Vague 

                                  

Love the sea and Love thee

The sunset in Kadıkoy/Istanbul

"How bitterly glad I am to see you. You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it won't be for long. What do you know about the sea? Nothing. What do I know about the sea? Nothing. Without a driver this bus is lost. Our lives are over. Come aboard if your destination is oblivion-- It should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat, if you want. But it's a sad view. Oh enough of this disembling. Let me say plainly: I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. " 

-Yann Martel, Life of Pi