I didn’t know I was looking for love

Actually, that title comes from a song from Everything But The Girl. Being released at 1993, this song is old. I doubt there would be official music video or something but I like the lyrics. Here.

There is one thing I realize. Looking right and left won’t solve anything for certain matters. When the time comes, you will know what you’ve been searching and after all those moments you’ve wandered, you finally find it.

Until I found you.



Open Letter for Newly Weds on Social Media

To Friends STOP

Found your romantic exhibition very inspiring STOP

Signed Getting Bored Person STOP

PS Please Please Please STOP

To the wonder

It’s already decided then, departing to northern continent, one said. From the highest point of view of terminal, he waved his hand.

“Bon voyage.”

I would gaze and begin to wonder how and why. My feet stand fast and my eyes blurred again. I believe my eye glasses have reached their replacement time. Soon, enough I will.

“Bonjour, Monsieur. Je peux vous aider?”

He might need a thought a bit. He took his choice and paid the price and then he walked out from the store with greeting from shopkeeper. His phone rang in silent, vibrating in his pocket. What would this be? He said. He went to the tower appointed by his message. Crossing some public spaces and gardens, He was sure his contact would meet him there. He stopped by the sidewalk and walked straight to station. Next train to destination would depart in 15 minutes.


Saarbrucken, s’il vous plait.

He sat and looked at his watch. His limited knowledge was burdening himself alone. I need to take more lesson of this. He thought. He didn’t come to the tower and went off again. His phone rang again and right now it wasn’t a message and he should answer honestly.

Yes, I couldn’t. Sorry, maybe another time. I’m on a train to Saarbrucken. Oh, really? Yeah, I’ll be glad to. Meet you later.”

As usual, he finished his call in instant and now he gazed to green plains and several small forests occasionally. Winter was coming and his cold hadn’t been over. Music didn’t give any comfort. He chose this. Several minutes to destination, said his phone. He prepared his luggage, if that was a luggage, and as soon as the train stopped, he came out from station and dropped at a coffee shop nearby.

Ein Caffee und Schokoladentorte, bitte.

He loosened his collar a bit and started eating when his order came. Where should I begin here?. He asked himself while seeing nightfall outside.

After lunch, aftermath

What would you do today?

Something about you is changing and yet you are becoming even harder to adapt. Your brain becomes more crowded than ever. I wonder what you are thinking now.

If everything happens for a reason, what would be the motive? Even when you are writing a passage, your mind wanders. In this instant lunch and aftermath, you have started a blaze inside you. You are drawing from your anger, fear, and sadness. You call upon a nimble strength and a risky potential. You raise a sword against people.

I could sense your cry for help which you never shout. Why? Is it also inhuman, even for your standard, to call a friend? I saw you at many crossroads and now you are tired of being at every path at the same time. I wonder where your clones would be if whom I am facing here is the real one.

I offer you a truce between life and wonders above. You may take your pick. This time you are lucky for being saved and sound but at another aftermath, I won’t be so sure. I give your swords back and stop that bleeding. You can’t see another day if you are out of blood, can you? Oh, and one more thing, how come have you only brought a pair of long swords with attachable hilt? Have you no need for a shield of something?

This lunch is on me. I wish very best to you. Have a nice day.