Expect the unexpected, follow the lovers lost in this blog.
A blog to cater your mind,body,and soul as you drink Turkish Coffee. We are proud to present our new storyline called Cafe's search for his "Zahir". Everyday is a new day for the "Cafe" (from Istanbul) & his journey for "Zahir" (from Baku). Don't expect extraordinary drama from the narrator, me. Still, this is a drama (maybe real!), and have better impact on you than watching a soap opera. Guaranteed. There is genuine feelings within inspirational periods. Cross your fingers for this story to end with happy marriage :-) All rights are reserved.
EDIT (01 July 2009) - She is engaged with another man, and I finally made my marriage proposal bringing my family to Baku. The result: She stays engaged and will have her wedding, so called "toy", with that another man.
Rest in peace Ms. Zahir.
Our company is sending some sample kits to your country. They mentioned the name of your city and country. I think I am losing my mind, or my patience. I can't resist anymore. I am into daydreaming mode as soon as I hear your name, your city's name, or your country's name.
I hope this dilemma will be resolved within a couple of weeks. Maybe by the time your sister gives a birth, it will a new birth for us as well.
1 comment:
Yes, i know. When you left her she had the same feeling. when she heard name of your country, your city, language spoken by you, everything was stopping in her. she was freezing and she could feel only tears that were running on her face. soon it will be over. you just need to resist.
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