“Ben üzgündüm. Ama onlara “Yorgunum” dedim.” Geçen gün bir arkadaşım Küçük Prens’ten bu alıntıyı göndermiş. Tam da vaktinde geldi. Güzün hüzünlü gözyaşları ve gri bulutları arasında tam yerini buldu. Bugün biraz üzgünüm. Sadece üzgün de değil belki, biraz kırık, biraz kırgın, biraz hassas… Somehow, I feel blue. Despite this dark and grey skies, all I… Read More feeling blue
What great lives we have, I thought. Despite everything, we live good lives, well deserved. Everyone has ups and downs but we get to an equilibrium at one point or the other. Maybe not always an equilibrium but at least some kind of ease… Life seems to go smooth when we stop bothering ourselves with… Read More what a life
We build or burn bridges out of plain words. Words – which can be interpreted in any way we want them to be – do not have much choice but to obey. Was it this? Was it that? Am I understood? Do I deserve it? Is it a joke or just an insult?This bridge exemplifies… Read More Bridge of Sighs-Ponte dei Sospiri
Life, in all its inconsistencies, both surprising and challenging. Having to put up with ignorance and stupid remarks on any given day Sure enough to suspend the positivism and caregiving nature and instead show one’s claws with despair. All of a sudden all your motivation is drained and you find yourself biting your lips not… Read More for your own sanity
Paint it blue, she said make it gorgeous and true want to take off today row away to a far away island with thee. Be my guest come with me to a distant dremland i say to thee. ‘tis time yes it is known it in my heart all along with your own eyes come… Read More dreamland