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.

Thursday, September 4, 2008


No more voting poll. I am not asking anyone if I will marry you. I am currently debating myself where we are going to end up. I am getting bored of every single day. Nothing is happening in cooperation with my optimistic mood. Thanks to Ramadan that it is the time of smooth melody. I feel like letting the boat slowly sail towards you. My only wish is your survival. Mamas will talk in a couple of weeks, through the end of Ramadan. I hope it will be a happy ending for us. Otherwise, I am bored, I am very bored of this life happenings without you. I witnessed a lot of mistakes at work. It seems to be a picture of my relation to you. I will never treat you as my job is treating me. Trying to be someone while being nobody at work. Lots of misleading actions. I am ready to act. Yes, Ms.
I am ready to act, just curious about what is the next stepping stone to build my career. I guess my career will be shaped in relation to you. Without your mercy, nothing goes right.
I am dying, as if.
You used to tell me that you are dying.
Now, I am having that problem. I wish I could understand you better.
Now, I know.
I feel that it is an ongoing pain.
Shall it be no more.
Stop that please.
Where are you?
Why don't you believe that we can sit next to each other?
Muy difficil, muy bien.