Almila the firstborn

My dear daughter named Almila. Now she is one of the most important people in my life. Although she keeps me and her mother awake during the nights, we love her so much. Even a smile is enough to make everything unimportant. God has sent us so unbelieable creature that we neither ignore nor help ourselves love her. It is very indescribable sense. Being father is to make everything for your family. I now can understand that we are a real family.

The Family Gathering by Chance

I woke up at 11 a.m. Today, as I was off because of Turkey's National Salvation Festival, I preferred to stay in bed until 1:30 p.m. I was watching something on TV, listening to the radio, and making calls to my friends. In brief, I was wasting time in bed. And then came the eagerly awaited meeting!!!!!!!!! Yasemin came online on MSN, and we chatted for a while. It was not boring, but we had a quarrel because of an irrelevant girl who is a teacher at my school. Anyway, then I heard some sounds coming from outside. It was Batuhan, my nephew. He was shouting, "EMME AMMCCA! EMME AMMCCA!" "Open the door! We came!" The way I was walking was not dark, but I saw it as dark because I wanted to see it as dark. Then I invited them in. Batuhan was struggling with me to go to the market and buy "GUTU ŞAKIŞ," a box of gum, but I took him to the park to play. Then I saw them off to their houses. After they had left, I cleaned the house and washed the dishes. But I realized that I was fed up with cooking, so I decided to go to my cousin's house for iftar. Then I took a very long shower. I think it took two and a half hours. DON'T THINK that I waste too much water. Nooooo, of course noooo. I was relaxing in the bathtub and thinking. It is one of my favourite places for doing this anyway. When the water became colder, I jumped out and dried myself. Then I set off for Kenan's house. When I arrived there, what a surprise! I pushed the button again and again and again, but there was no answer. I tried another relative and then some others, but there was no one. In the meantime, the mosque turned its lights on. This meant that it was iftar time. I was disappointed and was heading back home, but suddenly, a voice—yes, a familiar voice—I heard there: Someone called, "MUAMMER! MUAMMER, COME IN!" OOOOH MY GOD! AM I HEARING SOUNDS FROM HEAVEN? AM I COMING TO YOU? :-))))) It was FUNDA YENGE! Everybody had gathered in one house, so they didn't hear the doorbell. I entered and hurried to eat because I was so thirsty and hungry. I pulled up a chair and started eating. The table was so rich. THANK GOD! I AM VERY GRATEFUL! :-))). Derya Yenge offered us tea while we were talking. My eldest cousin, his wife, their son, and his friend's wife came. Then Yıldıray Abi came. We were eleven people, not including the little children. There were four little kids. We had some conversations about the government's recent policies, democratic rights, and different ethnic groups. We also talked about the latest football matches and the Turkish Army and its power. At the end of the night, everything was over. Everybody went home except me. I left my elder brother's house at about 1:00 a.m. Yıldıray, Kenan, and Mustafa warned me about thieves and sniffers. [Image] Then I was on my way—the way I have been taking since I was twelve—so I was not afraid, but I was alert. I arrived home at 1:39 a.m., and now I am writing these things /???????? Good night, everybody. Good night, my "friends."