Zarfını Ben Açardım Sana Yazdığım Mektupların

You thought I was crowded... The sun never sets in my house, you thought... However, most of the time, I was as big as the letters you received. The sun has set a lot in my house. I spent many nights with the light of love and compassion in your letters. Those letters, which I read over and over again when I felt like dying of loneliness, brought me up to the morning... It seemed that only these letters would ease the pain of being forgotten... I was writing my books to people I did not know. Maybe to an unknown person... But love was flowing to me from that unknown person, that is, from you. Pains, secrets, contradictions, hopes, loneliness; Disappointments, tears, desire to die and joy of life were flowing... To this lonely land of delicacy...
(From the Introduction)



Number of Pages: 168

Year of Printing: 2006


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Tekin Publishing House

Number of Pages: 168

First Printing Year: 2006

Language Turkish