Memories are the guardians of our memory

“There are some periods in human life that you feel are important while you are still living in them, but this importance increases as the years go by. It becomes independent from you. It ceases to be a memory of yours and creates its own history.” (Zülfü Livaneli, My Love Life )

This is not a heroic story. It's just a memory of youth left behind in the mists of time. This is the story of a handful of people who walk side by side on the same path and have common dreams and ideals, shared in a short slice of life.

Were we too young? Were we too hasty in the face of life going by? Did we risk too much for our ideals? Were our dreams too unattainable, our conclusions too cruel?

Even though fifty years have passed, it is still not easy to answer these questions. Most of our friends and comrades, with whom we shared the excitement of our youth in a festive atmosphere, have left one by one. Now there are only memories of those beautiful people and those holiday days.

Memories are the guardians of our memory, they clean our hearts, take care of them...

(From the Promotional Bulletin)

Dough Type: 2nd Dough

Number of Pages: 256

First Print Year: 2020

Number of Printings: 1st Edition

Language Turkish