In this blog, you all witnessed the story of one Turkish man in love with an Azeri women.This is the table from a cozy guesthouse in Baku.
Well, it is not just a table.
On July 1st, 2009 - For the first (and last) time, families of both sides met here at 11.30pm
I am not that of a crazy narrator to write about all the odds.
Unfortunately, this love story, so called "aşk", began on 2004 August in Arizona (USA) and finally ended on 2009 July in Baku (Azerbaijan).
Of course, my tears did not create another Caspian Sea in Istanbul, but my heart is left in Baku.
There is no taste in anything anymore. After a five year struggle and patience for this notorious lady, it is quite hard to digest her engagement with another man.
Maybe, another five years from now, when I get married and have kids, I will have a good story to tell to them, and I will preserve all these feelings to reflect on a 400-page book and share with the world at what level love can get!
I am glad that I kept my promise and made my marriage proposal with my family to Zahir and her family around this table on a windy night in Baku.
Yes, it was a marriage proposal for a 22-year-old lady who was already engaged with another man!
I will keep telling everyone that nobody will love her as much as I did, do, will.
But, this finite life forces us to re-route our ways.
Long live the love of Cafe & Zahir.
Rest in peace...