I wish I could also write about health, beauty, innovations in these rows. Since 2 days I am trying to write about something about my profession with my computer but…
This word “but” is the thing what terror wants to achieve. The aim is to burst our bubbles, to discourage us about our joy of life and expectations. I should say that “I shouldn’t lay down my arms; I should cling to life more than ever and now.” But…
I stare at the news flow on the corner of the window, I think about Ankara where I was born, Kızılay almost each corner of which I know well and my eyes start to brim with tears. I postpone my daily rush for some time.