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.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Honey Mustard or Spices

I have been calling you honey, I never intend to put mustard on you.
If I were a bee, I would always visit you, my only flower, my only source of sugar.
I have been missing you lately.
I never tend to put more spices in my emotions.
I try to stay happy, waiting for the moment to be with you.

All I am aiming to say is that, I did not give up, and will not give up until I hear the words from your mouth.
OK, don't let me kiss you, but speak to me
Easy to give direction
Not easy to go to east
Your sun rises first
I am still sleeping, wait, this is the only time I can see you..
In my dreams..

Today is Friday
If the days starts with you, I can't imagine how flourishing it will be.
Yes, I told you honey, no need for mustard
My door is open, can I come and visit you
The day may be coming through
You are not thinking so
But I am in love with you
So much
So much
So many times I told
Yes, so much
Miss you mucho
Love you mucho
Esta mi corazon
Esta mi casa
La bella chica

Allah knows
Sincerely Yours