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.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Tracking the last steps of wisdom

If it is a wise decision to track you down, then here I come.
Some decisions are to be made, like an asphalt road..
You have to water the asphalt, once it is constructed.

My heart is covered with asphalt, so you can drive your SUV on it, safely. No bumps, or holes..Very smooth drive..Unfortunately, it is not listed as highway yet, so you will have a speed limit. I wonder how many passengers you can drive, while I am being swallowing the exhaust gas. I wish you have tested your vehicle for exhaust emissions. Toyota is an environmentally friendly car manufacturer, but I don't believe it is Toyota's fault, but yours? Keep driving your SUV on my newly constructed asphalt road. Well, it is not a highway, also it is not even a road. Maybe, only a short dead-end street. Yes darling, it is dead-end, so once you enter, there is no exit. You have to pull your SUV backwards, and there are a lot trees, to keep the oxygen level high in my heart. You won't be able to see your back, while driving. So, please be careful, stay here for some time. You will see, we are very hospitable. We are not maniac though. We don't need visitors who are not respectful. We are just humans, waiting to hear from long-waited passengers to stop by our newly built house. Newly built life.

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