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.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008


I feel like an automatic transmission car ready to move, but you keep pressing the stop pedal, or you just keep the transmission on P (park).
I am patient even there is the slowing car on earth driving in front of me on one lane highway, and I am driving a Ferrari. You feel me.
I am maintaining my balance, the car is driving smooth, no need for gas, or lpg, or cng. I am coming, coming to you