Architect Robot - Sinan

the year 2080. After the nuclear war, the earth's surface was covered with a layer of radiation, and as a result of the imbalance in the atmosphere, the sun's rays dried up and turned into a desert with its burning feature. The seas have dried up. There is life only in underground cities. Generally, robots and unmanned vehicles work above ground. Occasionally, manned spacecraft hover over the Earth's surface for expeditions and some research. Except for some minor natural resources, water is produced artificially in special factories in underground cities. In these cities, artificial sun, artificial waterfalls and rivers were created. Plant and animal species continue in private forests. Transportation between cities is done by teleportation towers, sometimes up to 1km high, above the underground cities. Materials, vehicles, people, etc. in the underground city. anything is teleported to the top of these towers and then to other beam towers and spacecraft from these towers.

May 12, 2080. History lessons are given to children at Kommage Underground City Primary School. The teacher tells the children about the Nuclear war between 2020-2030 and how their current civilization was formed. One of the students is a girl named Azra and she is scribbling something in her notebook.

15 June 2095 . Azra is a civil engineer who owns a company. Kommage takes a project to the City Council. The project is to build prototype mini-cities above ground in some locations around the world that have been found to be low radiation. The first place in the project is the ruins of the city of Jericho, which by 2020 was a highly developed city but was destroyed by nuclear war. Parliament support the project

gives. Azra leaves. After teleporting over two or three cities with the assistant robot VILBIS, the worker robots and the architect robot STRABEL, the leader of the worker robots, he comes to the ruins of Jericho with his spaceship. Jericho consists of ruined buildings, houses, bridges and torn streets. Azra gives a command to the ship's main computer named RAVA. spaceship on the ground

When it descends, a beam emerges from the top of the ship and then this beam splits into thousands of beams that spread out like a fountain, and these thousands of beams directed from the air to the ground are about 3 km high, 1km high, which includes some of the ruins of Jericho. forms a hemispherical ray shield in diameter. This shield is double layered. The outside radiation cannot enter the area inside this hemispherical shield, and the sunlight enters without its burning effect.

Azra and VILBIS Explorer I land vehicle and worker robots and their leader get off the spaceship in STRABEL with the explorer II land vehicle and proceed towards the first building where the work will begin. Suddenly, EXPLORER I tells Azra that he has discovered an energy source. Azra orders Explorer I to go to the source. He communicates with STRABEL via EXPLORER II and orders STRABEL to start all the necessary work and tells him that he will be in the study area with VILBIS shortly. STRABEL confirms the order.

Azra and VILBIS get out of the vehicle when EXPLORER I arrives at the center where the energy wave is spreading. They trace the source to the basement of a collapsed building. The energy comes from a large steel vault in the basement. VILBIS opens the safe. Inside the safe is a robot that appears to be inoperable, but looks almost like new. VILBIS gives the following information about this robot: “This is an example that has never been used yet. The owners could not find the opportunity because of the war. This robot is one of the first artificial intelligence robots with a leader feature. The artificial intelligence program on it is SINAN. Later, the SINAN software program became obsolete, as it led to poor performance of the robots and in some cases not obeying the orders of other superior robots and humans. “VILBIS tells Azra that it would be better not to deal with this robot. Azra does not listen to VILBIS. He tells VILBIS to give the robot additional energy and turn on the robot. VILBIS energizes SINAN. SINAN comes to himself. SINAN's first words would be "I love you".

 Azra, VILBIS and SINAN talk for a while in the basement and it is understood from their conversation that SINAN not only makes scientific and logical speeches, but also says emotional words and put forward artistic ideas, unlike other artificial intelligence robots. Unlike other robots, SINAN also sings. Azra tells SINAN about her own project and uploads the related project to SINAN's memory. SINAN immediately gives his opinion on the project. And if he is given a task, he says that together with the worker robots, he can turn these ruins into a colorful city with a river running through it, with green plants and trees, and it has already been designed for this. Azra tells SINAN about STRABEL, the leader of the worker robots. He says that STRABEL will do the rebuilding of the city and that he can help him. Azra, VILBIS and SINAN go out. They jump to EXPLORER I and arrive at the study area.

Arriving at the work area, STRABEL and worker robots demolish a damaged building. SINAN is thrown out immediately and wants to stop the demolition of the building. Azra orders him to stop. STRABEL and SINAN come face to face. While STRABEL advocates the complete demolition of dilapidated old technology buildings and the establishment of new technology buildings, SİNAN advocates restoring old buildings and equipping them with new technology. Azra makes the decision. The building is restored within 2 hours with the help of worker robots. After the building is restored, SINAN mentions that he can paint the exteriors of buildings with various patterns with the help of worker robots, and that these paints can be changed with a small process when necessary, and the walls can turn into other patterns. Azra had never heard of such a thing before. Because hologram images have always been used for the exteriors of buildings. STRABEL advocates coloring the exterior of the building with holograms, while SINAN is in favor of using color changeable paint. Azra orders SINAN and STRABEL to show their skills on two different sides of the building by dividing the worker robots. SINAN and STRABEL start working. There is a truth that becomes evident when their work is finished. SINAN's patterns and colors are so beautiful that the digital technology hologram and its artificial graphics have remained very dull and colorless. And Azra makes SINAN the leader of worker robots and STRABEL.

In the following days, worker robots restore all buildings and equip them with the latest technology under the leadership of SINAN. They reveal an underground water source, create a tiny riverbed and allow water to flow around the city. They plant flowers, plants, trees on the riverbanks, they water them. They fix the streets and plant trees around them. They do all this with the artistic understanding of SINAN. However, STRABEL starts not to listen to SINAN's orders due to the leadership feature in its software. And on the day when all the works are about to be completed, while Azra and VILBIS are not around, STRABEL pushes SINAN down from the top of the building being restored and SINAN is shattered. When Azra comes to the scene with KAŞİF I, she is very upset that SİNAN is torn apart. But it comes to mind that SINAN can remove the memory and program chip and connect it to KAŞİF I's computer. Azra gives orders to VILBIS. When SİNAN's memory is connected to KAŞİF I, it is revealed from the images in the memory that STRABEL pushed SİNAN from the top of the building. Azra then orders STRABEL to shut itself down and STRABEL is disabled. Then, its memory and software are removed from its body and SINAN's memory and software are loaded instead. When STRABEL's old body and SINAN's new body are energized, the following words are heard from the robot: "I Love You" Azra's eyes fill with tears.

November 20, 2095 works have been completed. Azra, VILBIS, SİNAN and other robots are waiting for the first mobile group to teleport at the teleport gate inside the spaceship. RAVA reports that the party will be on board in ten seconds. The convoy reaches the ship. Azra, VILBIS and SINAN "Welcome!" they say and they all go out together. When they get out of the ship, the convoy cannot believe their eyes, the ruins of Jericho have turned into an Eden-like mini-city. As they step towards the center of Jericho with astonished and admiring glances, Azra's gaze is turned towards SINAN. SINAN suddenly starts humming an emotional song. Azra also starts humming this song and orders VILBIS next to her to hum it too...

Force of the System

Again he was subjected to the compulsion of the system. He had just joined a famous automobile company as a software engineer and left early because he couldn't stand his co-workers. He had been in this profession for about nine years, he was actually an electrical engineer, but since he could not find an electrical engineering job on research and development in his country, he got involved in software engineering and could not get rid of this job. Until today... But he was thinking of returning to this profession, which he got rid of now, due to unemployment and lack of money. That's what the system was for. The system would make people work for years in a job they didn't want to do, and if they tried to escape, the system would return them to the same job.

He had been experiencing an identity crisis for years. Because he had been trying to keep the identities such as musicianship, authorship, electrical engineering, and scientist for years, which the system forced him to give up. From time to time, he was working on music, writing poems and lyrics, entering the studio with his electric guitar, albeit alone, finding new melodies and composing new compositions. He also wrote some stories. For years, he had been writing down his ideas about design and engineering in notebooks, on his phone, on his computer, wherever he could take notes. He believed that one day he would compile his notes or evaluate the ideas in them in terms of commercial or foundation. Because these were what they wanted to do in life, they did not want to give up what they wanted to do and be defeated by the system. He believed he was in a prison and believed that if he acted smart enough, he would escape the prison with a good plan and find his personal paradise on earth. Most of the school or co-workers who were their peers around them kept up with the system, preferred getting married, having children and doing a job that could provide this, and living a happy life with their spouses and children in these attainable goals. He wanted to get married, too, but he wanted to do a job that he wanted and give his heart to, and to earn money from such a job, to find himself and to be happy and to make his wife happy. He was always helpful and sharing. He wanted to be happy and make you happy. The software engineering profession, unfortunately, was not a profession that he could make his dreams come true, but it was still a job he could do. For this reason, he was able to work in this profession for nine years. But his eyes were on becoming a musician, designer-engineer or writer. The most dominant of these was music. But money worries, work worries had taken away a lot of his creativity.

He started music in his early years at university. His unreachable love carried him to music. As he could not reach his loved ones, words and melodies began to come to his mind gradually, he bought a guitar for himself, found comrades, completed various musical works at that time and gave concerts. After graduating from university, he started his master's degree, attended graduate courses on the one hand, did English translation work in a translation office, on the other hand, he worked with the music group he founded in the rock music club of the university, organized music events and gave concerts. His days at this club were really good days. During this period, he was also involved in politics, apart from music. He was the head of the youth branch of the country's Liberal Party at that time, the head of the youth branch in Kadıköy, the chairman of the youth branches of Istanbul, and the vice chairman of the youth branches of the party.

Afterwards, he went to the military, and on his return, he entered and worked in electrical engineering. He was dissatisfied with these jobs and left, entered software engineering jobs and continued to this day.

He was unemployed now. He had to find a job, work, and struggle to realize his dreams.

It's Time To Wake Up

The voice inside said:

Now is the time to wake up. Get rid of laziness and take the right path. You did not create the world you live in, but you came to this world to make love for the truth, not to sit sluggishly. So keep the orders of Allah and work when you are not empty. Once you finish one job, start another job right away. Remember, with difficulty comes ease. Turn to Allah, do not forget that these orders are the orders of Allah and He is the true friend and guide. Didn't you try to be the best of the Muslims of your age, and Allah said to compete in goodness? In that case, you both compete in goodness and try to be the best of Muslims. Our prophet, Hz. Didn't Muhammad say, peace be upon him, that the best of people is the one who benefits people the most? Then try to be one of Allah's most beloved servants, and befriend the prophets. Is this wrong? Isn't that the right goal? You don't have a purpose to lead people, but you want people to rise and you want to be a candidate to succeed in this job, so be the best of the Muslims of the age so that people will follow the right path, you will follow the right path, and people will follow the right path that you have opened. Don't settle for less, work constantly. The devil recommends laziness, work until you get tired of obeying the devil, every minute you are idle, the Islamic world is standing still. Own your case. Own your case. Own your case. Speak your beautiful words, but seek your truth when necessary. Remember, Allah is sufficient as a friend and a helper.

And he prayed about these voices coming from within:

O my God, Lord of the worlds. You, who chose most of your prophets from among those who worked as shepherds, and I am a servant who is not very intelligent, cannot be very correct, and cannot obey all of your orders. But, O my Lord, I intend that I will obey your orders completely. My Lord, I intend to do great deeds that will glorify Islam. My Lord, may my little good deeds be useful in the great cause of Islam. Lord, let me be good at my job please, how else can I be a strong Muslim? Please help me, O my beautiful Lord, help me, my mother, my father, my brothers, my relatives, all Muslims and those who will be honored with Islam. Without your help, of course, we cannot live. Have mercy on us, have mercy on us and guide us to your path, please, my Lord, the owner of everything. Please give us the strength to fight, give us joy, O Lord, the Creator of the worlds and everything.

   

 

Lover of dreams

 He woke up suddenly. He was like a jerk. It felt like a slight lift. “Shall I get up? No, I'm a little more horizontal! There is still time! “The 2cm gap between his head and the pillow has been reset again. As soon as it is reset....

Zrrrr ! Zrrrr ! Zrrrr ! ..... “Wow, how punctual I am!”

Zrrrr! Zrrrr ! Zrrrr! . ....“Okay, okay I'm getting up.”

ZrrrrzooooCLICK! “Anyway, I kept it quiet! ”

Uaaaaaaaaah! .... "Damn, sleep a little more, you'll get up in 5 minutes! “

He lies back on the bed. Returns the quilt to its original position. As soon as it brings...

CLICK ! Suddenly he is dazzled…and hears a voice “Son! You're late, it's seven o'clock! get up! “

 “Hmmhmmf muaaa! hmmmmaaaaaa! It's seven o'clock! get up! What kind of rhyme is this, it killed me, it made me kiss the place in the morning"

“I said get up! I said seven o'clock!”

“Oh Mom, I said okay too!..I said I'll get up in five minutes. You leave the light on, I'm crazy! “

“Okay, whatever you do, just get up for five minutes!”

“Hmmmhh! Hmmmmm! five minutes! Five minutes! Five minutes without rhyme, for God's sake!”

After making sure that his mother is gone, our hero puts his head under his pillow. So that the light is on will not prevent him from sleeping.

“What kind of a man you are, you can't even bargain properly.....Who is enough for 5 minutes! What's wrong with you, be late for work ”

Uaaah! “Olm is better than nothing..it's like I have 2 hours now..let's sleep...however my mom wakes up! I have 2 more hours! I have 2 more hours! I have 2 more hours” Uaaah ! 4 minutes 30 seconds. 4 minutes 20 seconds. 4 minutes 10 seconds. And our hero falls asleep.

He dreams of his girlfriend. They went on a tour together. He collects daisies for his lover in the countryside. They come face to face with their girlfriend. And he wants to kiss her. He will kiss her. He is kissing her. YES, KISS HIM-U-KISS-...

9 seconds. KISSING HER!

4 seconds. KISSING!

0 seconds. KISS ! “Son, get up quickly, time is up! it's full! Until you go to work, people started their own business!... Come on, get up, get up! Don't make me lacquer! Lac! Lac! “

PLOMP ! “What huh! My darling ! My love ! what huh??? !!!” "Mom give me my pillow!"

“Oh Mom, turn off the light, Mom! Wait a minute! “

“My son, 5 minutes is up! the clock struck five! “

“Oh mom, I'm trying to concentrate for a minute! Stop rhyming... Turn off the light, mom! ‘Give me my pillow! Shut up! .. my love .. my love ... come back.. oh no ! ”

Her mother pulls the covers off her. At an unprecedented speed ...... Our hero, who lost his quilt, blinks his eyes and looks at his mother, with the attitude of a hero who realizes that the last bullet in his gun has been spent and is aware that he is faced with a full Smith-Wesson directed at his brain.... “ Okay mum! OK! UFF! I'm getting up!” he says and jumps off the bed.. His mother has already gone to the kitchen before he has completed his jump.. A classic hit-and-run tactic!.... His mother is really fast! Really! Yes, if he wanted to, he could make a lot of money by waking up sluggish hotel guests! Especially with these rhyming words! especially with this quick quilt pull! .

“Of! You chose the wrong profession, mom! oof! Well, we would break the money with you! “

“Come on boy, quick! It's a pity you're running late"

“I came mom, I ran mom, I caught up mom, I ate my food mom. But know that I didn't eat from anyone as much as I ate from you, mother!”

His mother could make really good money. But she was unaware of her own talent..Yes indeed.. No sleeping pills could save you from such a mother..When you go to a hotel for the wake-up call and see her mother in front of you, you should think twice before paying...Or you may never be able to sleep again because of nightmares. .. Just like our hero...

“Son, eat fast! You will buy a motorcycle, money is in this business ”

“You ate me, mom! Nah, I'll buy that engine at this rate!”

" Hello"

"Hello ! Did you start today?"

“Oh yes! Today !"

" Best wishes!"

“Thanks.. well this is my seat? I can't believe there is no rhyme!”

" I do not understand?"

“Well, I'm telling you, there's no dust on the sofa! I can't believe it's so clean!”

" Yes. Yes like that. (inside) Oh my God! “This computer and this chair are yours now.”

“Well thanks”

“The boss must have told you your duty.”

“Yes I know thanks”

 “Well sorry!”

" Yes ?"

“Can I have a cup of coffee?”

“ Dial 3 on the phone next to you. Tell the lady who comes out, she will bring it!”

"Thanks"

"You are welcome"

FRULUP ! After taking his coffee, our hero starts to do his job on his computer. His job is copywriting. He has to come up with original ideas on the subjects given to him and script them. He has 3 years of copywriting experience. He's specializing. Or he thinks he is.

“Hmm. I have to get this bed ad script ready by Tuesday... Hmm, how can I make this bed look attractive? Hmm... what could it be? Hmm? What could it be? hmm”

“Well excuse me? “

"Yes ! “

“What do you think makes a bed attractive?”

"What a strange question?"

“You just answer! I need inspiration..you can help me.”

“Find another source of inspiration. I'm busy today"

Such a lady who said this, said hello to her on her first day at the company, taught her how to say coffee in the company, and is very, very attractive and beautiful, of course, will consider the question about the bed a sinister question and will not answer it. Our hero carefully looks at the face of this attractive lady for the first time. Coffee is starting to show its effect. He realizes how strange he is. More importantly, he realizes that he is in LOVE.

“Aah..Sheeey..Eheem..” Attractive lady is busy with her own business on her own computer with her back to her.

“Aaaah..Sheeeey..Eheeem..Yes..thanks though”

TO BE IN LOVE? But didn't he have a girlfriend? Yes there was. But only in his dreams... He is at work now. She is at work, she. Original ideas are on the hunt. It needs to concentrate.

“Hmm..Bed..Hmm yes bed!..Hmm..Bed!” The effect of the coffee wears off..Sleep overwhelms you..Sleep..Yes, sleeping..Sleep is sweet..Sleep is very beautiful..Sleep is very special..Sleepuuu......His eyes are slowly closing and he rests his head slowly on his desk. And he falls asleep. Second 1

He has been dreaming. He is riding a bike with his girlfriend. His girlfriend is on the back of the bike. They are traveling on the Bostancı coastal road together. They stop for a moment. His girlfriend gets off the bike. He hugs our hero. He will kiss her. Our hero felt it.

" My love ! My love ! ...I love you !" Second 45.

“AHO! FAOOOOOO!”

“What happened to your voice my love! Why are you coughing?!”

“ AHOOOOO ! PAHOO!”

" Sweetheart ! What happened, what's wrong? Darling, are you alright?! “

“WAKE UP BROTHER!”

“What are you saying my love? Behave yourself! what brother? You are my love, my love! ”

“ RISE! “ 60 seconds. Our hero wakes up. He raises his head. He sees his boss and his angry look, behind him the attractive lady and her mocking smile.

“Well Excuse Me! I couldn't sleep yesterday..I guess a single cup of coffee wasn't enough.” He says and immediately presses the number 3 button of the phone and immediately says, "One more cup of coffee, please!" says.

The boss continues to look at himself nervously for a while. His eyes are already enough. Then he walks away. He left behind the attractive female employee who was giggling. Yes... she's an attractive lady... Charm works anyway. So you can make fun of everyone forever.. If you are already attractive, everyone will fall in love with you and whatever you do to someone who is in love with you makes you happy.. Since these sarcastic glances of the attractive lady belonged to the category of looks, they did nothing but inflame our hero's love a little more....

FRULUP ! “This time you are safe, son! This coffee is good for you! “ “Concentrated son, concentrate, this work should be finished by Tuesday!” “ How can an attractive bed be ..? ..This is your job, son! Bed and sleep is your job, son! Find that idea!”

Goodness Gang

He was in totally shock. He was trying to step out from the wrecked car. There were many photos he was dreaming in his mind at this very moment. The girl he loves,

His mother, memories of his street fights, pleasure moments with drugs, memories of stealing cars, money, his bad words in his mouth.. There are heavy noises in his head and his heart was beating very fastly. Among the daydreaming and real life accident moment, he finally stepped out of the car and after seconds, the car exploded. He leaned to a tree and was breathing rapidly and kept looking at the burning wreck, the photos in his mind suddenly stopped and his eyes were fixed to burning wreck as if it is the most amazing thing he has ever seen..He was like he would stay there until all the fire ended..Somebody came and tried to wake him up from his fixed looking to the burning car..He didn't respond for 3-4 seconds then he realised there is a young girl shaking him, trying to carry him away while shouting at him at the same time..He finally gave respond and went with girl to a more safe area..

She put him a safer place and dialed some numbers on her cell phone. He saw her action and grapped the phone. "Don't call the police" he said. She asked " Why?" ..He didn't answer..She asked again " Why?" ..He said " Car was stolen, sorry" 

Girl stopped , thought a while and said " ok , but we have to go to hospital, you look bad " . "No" He said. " I need just a cup of coffee, thanks I can take care of myself . Just drop me to a nearest cafe."  " Are you sure? " "Yes " He answered "I am totally sure, and "thanks " he said and gave her phone back".

From the burning smoke , we see a smoke on a hot cup of coffee..He and the girl helped him were sitting in a cafe nearabouts on a table drinking coffee..

"Better you drink something colder" she said  ( Comment--> Why? )

" Maybe. But I need to wake up " he said.

" Yes , you are in shock. You just saved your life."

" Yes, if you say it was life"

A silence.

" Tell me your story" she said. ( Comment--> Too soon and too frank to say such a sentence)

"You didn't need to come with me" he said. Especially after I told you it was a stolen car."

" It was maybe a stolen car. But you are a saved human. Your life is more important than someone's car. "

" I think you are the human here. You are trying to help me"

" Nope, it was nothing, an ordinary person can do what i did" she said and added "you were sleeping right?, that was the reason of the accident ?

" Yes, you are right ! That's why I chose coffee to drink, I was coming from a long road and sleepless...Thanks God I was lucky..But I don't know what to do now because I am in a big trouble, I was about to deliver the car to someone else.. "

" You are still thinking of your job , or..let's say your risky business ?"

" You are right, that's bullshit..Things should change. By the way, what do you do to earn money ?"

( Comment--> Too soon and too frank to say such a sentence)

" I am a journalist"

" Oh good..So news ran at you.."

" First, I thought it was a good idea to write your accident, but no, some things never should be on media, Some things are for goodness"

"Goodness you said?"

" Yes, goodness"

" That's a good word..I had forgotten it..I mean I didn't realize its meaning more than now.. I think there is a goodness in this car accident..I know I was never a good Believer but I think God did a goodness to me to let my life continue..I have to learn what really goodness is..Can you help me, maybe if you want to see me again..Can you help me what is goodness and how I can share goodness with everyone..I feel this is my next job..

"Sure. Come with me . Come to a new world........"

 

Holiday

It's almost time to enter the summer. It was like going to a holiday village on the south coast. Saying hello to the sun and getting a tan, saying hello to the sea and swimming. Then walk on the beach at night. I think I forgot something for a second, even if you go to the most beautiful and wonderful land in the world, if you don't have a friend with you, you can't enjoy any beauty because there will not be someone who will add vitality to your experiences, chat, joke and laugh with you.

Are we not part of a whole?

Are we not part of a whole? Our family..

Isn't our family part of a whole? Our neighborhood..

Isn't our neighborhood part of a whole? Our city..

Isn't our city a part of our country and our country a part of our world?

Then, after learning about ourselves and who we are, after thinking about ourselves, we should also think about our family. Then the environment we live in, then our city and our country. But we only engage in dialogue with our hobbies, work and the like. We forgot the love of the homeland and the unity of the neighborhood. Our love for people is so little that it only suffices for a few family stretches and a few friends. We are indifferent to society, indifferent to the events around us. There is only one goal, as if to save the day by having fun and being happy with the three or five people we love.

Architect of the works

Of course, every work, material, item has an architect, and it is necessary to thank him for these useful works, inventions and buildings. In this way, maybe that work is affected by what we do and it does its part properly. If it is a building, it will not collapse, if it is a fountain, it will not dry out, and if it is a garment, its color will not fade.

He should know how to use our love and affection in every job. Then we will add our soul even to the inanimate.

Vitality of objects

I think that the objects around us are sometimes alive like us, but unfortunately they cannot react, they cannot say whether they love us or not, but I know that if I value them, if I take care of their construction and use, they will be happy about it. Treat them with compassion when they get old and still use them. I will benefit from this by buying new materials, items and not weakening my monetary strength. If the materials had a soul due to wastage or misuse of the material, they would be angry with us at this point.

What illuminates our hearts

If it is the light that illuminates our surroundings, what illuminates our hearts? Why do we need to see someone whose voice we are happy to hear? Friendships, friendships that warm our hearts, why have they retreated to their caves in this century? These are really hard to understand. Best not to think at all. If he is going to think, let the person think about the beautiful, if he is going to talk, let the beautiful person speak or be silent.

A Bar Story: Ooze Bar

Last night, I was at Ooze Bar, one of İzmir's most popular Rock bars. My bodyguard brother at the entrance said, "No Rooftop Entrance!" He didn't say anything and let me in.

When I stepped inside Ooze without paying an entrance fee, I found myself in a dimly lit corridor five or ten paces long, overhead lit by Edison bulbs. On the left of the corridor were the steps leading down to the "Men's Toilet", on the right were the entrance door of the ladies toilet and at the end of the corridor 6-7 steps leading to the upper floor. Yes.......Here....love at first hearing.....always ...."in these corridors" begins. You stepped into the bar, entered the corridor, saw the WCs. Maybe your toilet has come, maybe you are going to comb your hair or wash your face, but you can give up all of this at once. If the band playing upstairs is playing your favorite piece perfectly and you have heard this excellent performance while you were in the hallway, your choice is not to dive into the WC, but "Who could this solid band be?" you use the steps leading to the upper floor to take a quick step. But frankly, it wasn't like that for me that day. When I was in the hallway, all I could hear was the band's "soundcheck" squeaks and groans like "Tırrın! Mırrın! Ciralay! Turolay! Ses! Seee! Saay!" by the band on stage. Result : I dived straight into the WC!

When I finished my work in the WC, I went upstairs and found myself in a large hall. It was a hall the size of two penalty areas. The only entrance to the hall was the stairs I was climbing at that moment. Looking ahead from this entrance, you could see the stage 20 meters away. The stage was 1 meter high. There was a DJ booth behind the stage. There was a door on the right side of the DJ booth and the stage, the clothes, equipment, etc. of the bands were in the room behind this door. Right in front of the stage, at the very end, that is, when you go up the stairs, there is a bar counter at the back on your left, another bar counter on the right before you come to the stage, liquor bottles, all kinds of barrels, etc. existed. In the middle of the hall, there were 8-10 tables and about 30 chairs, on the left and right of the hall, on the top floor and on the tables and chairs. These floors were accessed from the stairs on the right and left of the stage. Upstairs seemed like the ideal place to watch people having fun downstairs when the bar was crowded.

When the band on stage started playing their first song, "my drinking glass and I" took our places at one of the front tables. The four-member band, consisting of bass, drums, guitar and vocals, were playing classical alternative tracks. They were neither very good nor very bad. As of 23.15, there were only 20 people in the 300-seat place, but whatever, the next group's fans would fill the venue and even turn it into a carnival. From what I heard, this was it. Indeed, when the clock showed 00.30, there was an apocalyptic crowd in the bar. As the stands were in the Fener-Galatasaray derby, it was the same in OOZE.

The new band on the stage knew their job well, they were performing the pieces of the bands that young people like very much, such as “Muse”, “System of a Down”, “Manga”, close to the original. Playing popular songs excited the young people who had a drink and loved ones with them, and made them sing along to the cheerful songs and dance wildly. As the minutes progressed, the thought of "I guess I'm in heaven" was getting stronger. At least that was the case in the picture.

About 60 percent of the crowd was male and 40 percent female. About 99 percent of the dancers were female and 1 percent was male. The men in Ooze preferred not to dance but rather to rock to the rhythm. Maybe for rock music, “headbang!” Except, since no proper dance figure had been invented until now, men were content to swing instead of dance. For women, figure and figure made no difference. They were hopping, jumping, spinning. The figures of their dance, whether they fit the music or not, were not important to them. The important thing was that they had friends with them and that they could smile and have fun.

I think I was the only one there, among more than 300 people, who tried to dance with figures that matched the rhythm and melody of the music, and who took dance and music seriously. For everyone there, including the band playing, music was a means to have fun and be happy. For me, it was an escape, holding on to life, forgetting loneliness. I thought so because I was the only one who got there alone. When the bar broke up, I was the only one who left the bar alone. Blessed loneliness was something that only happened to me in bars. In the morning, I would get up early again and get my job and my friends...

The Rain

The rain was pouring down on thousands of cars stuck in the traffic of the 5th Bosphorus Bridge. It was as if the rain were saying, "Now, put your fears aside, get out of your cars and meet me with the raindrops and relax, remember the Creator, the Supreme Creator." At least that was the case for Murat, the driver of the 1974 yellow Volkswagen. He got out of his car, ignored the pouring rain, closed his eyes, stood by his car with his arms wide open. He waited; By letting the drops rain on him, he showed that he had accepted the rain's invitation. He was wearing a long-sleeved, thin black shirt, underneath it gray linen pants and black rubber sneakers. Many would say, "The beautiful dresses are gone!" for this situation, but Murat said, "Let the clothes get better and more washed!" was in the understanding. It rained, it rained, it rained. Drops started pouring all over his face, hands, arms, shoulders, legs, feet. Murat felt a deep peace within him. Drops pouring into Murat was just like the captain of a long voyage, talking to the passengers one by one and comforting them before the voyage. Murat was really relieved, there was no trace of the stress of the traffic anymore. He thought he had surrendered himself to the Supreme Creator. And that thought, along with the rain, gave him peace. The rain stopped shortly after Murat thought about these thoughts. The forecasts of meteorologists had come true. The rain lasted exactly 1 hour 12 minutes 25 seconds from start to finish as expected. But Murat was unaware of this. At that moment, thousands of people sitting in their cars watched the weather from the digital TVs in their cars or from their pocket computer-phone combination devices and heard the moment of the rain stop. However, this news was of no use to them. There was no traffic. A chaos dominated the traffic, caused by thousands of different thoughts and movements of cars and the people in them. The rain had also helped block the traffic from the chaos.

It did not occur to anyone that the reason for the rain to stop was the act of a brave heart. No one had time to think about a brave heart that accepted the rain's invitation. Everyone was in the understanding that we should mind our business even if the rain is over and the traffic is open. They were in trouble of life, trouble of property, trouble of money, trouble of business, trouble of lovers, trouble of career. No one thought that the one who stopped the rain could be the Supreme Creator. It was to this extent that the threads were severed between the Creator and the son of man. Everything was expected from reason and science. The influence of heart and inspiration on society was greatly diminished. At least that was the case for now.

When the rain stopped, Murat got into his car, soaking wet. He sat in his chair. His seat was also wet, but it was rain water, after all, it was a mercy. Didn't a little chair need mercy too?

Traffic also started to clear up. The cars started to move one by one. Murat started the engine of the car. He stepped on the gas lightly, or thought he did, when the Vosvos shouted “VRAOUM!” from its powerful rear engine. He rushed forward as if rearing at the sound of his voice. Murat quickly pressed the brakes to avoid hitting the car in front, and Vosvos stopped just before hitting the car in front. The people in the surrounding cars were not aware of this minor circumstance. Their cars were quiet and safe inside, and they were indifferent to what was happening around them. No one knew whether technology had made them irrelevant or whether they had developed such technology because they were uninterested. They didn't seem to accept if you greet them.

When the traffic cleared and the cars started to move forward, the Yellow Vosvos also started to move forward. For some, there was nobility in the progress of Vosvos, which was weak, feeble, long outdated for some. It was small enough to get lost among the cutting-edge cars, but the sound of its engine was a sound of rebellion against this society, this life, this technology. There was kindness and happiness in his image and agility in his movements. It was like the last stronghold resisting civilization in rebellion. Murat and the yellow Vosvos continued to advance in the opened traffic. A new life full of adventure awaited them. They saw the invitation of the rain as a sign of this.

Life starting again

It was nice to sleep, he thought. Yesterday was one of the worst days of his life. He didn't know how many living things he was, but he died yesterday and was resurrected today. He made up a word. “Even if it is the worst day, if the morning ends and one can reach the night, if a person can go home, go to bed and fall asleep, there is still hope for a good day”. Then he remembered a quote he had read in the book. “It is He who makes you cry, He who makes you laugh, He who kills and He who resurrects”. He thought. He understood that there was no need to be sad, that neither pain nor happiness was in his own hands. He got up, went to the bathroom, washed his face. He looked in the mirror. He could hear the sounds of cars outside. Today life started again. He knew that the outside world did not belong to him. He knew that the world outside was not the world of his dreams. But what did the book say, “You will finally meet God!” Then he thought that this world would end and he would be able to reach the owner of all beautiful names and the paradise he promised. He relaxed a little. The thing that prevented him from getting any more relief was the world he lived in with all its reality and the fact that he was the only one who read, reminded and said the words in the book. He thought that movies should be made. He thought, with these films, he should tell that not the world but the Almighty Creator is beautiful, that the heaven he promised, the paradise without empty words, is beautiful.

Making Life Better

Again, there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't describe. Although this feeling was foreign, there was something he knew about this feeling. It's a bad feeling that hurts your heart. It wasn't like his previous bad feelings. He had developed a strategy for all of the previous bad feelings. With these strategies, he thought that "evil was completely gone from him". But now he was helpless. This bad feeling he never knew was lodged in his heart, and he had no specific knowledge that he could use for this situation to "restore goodness and beauty to your heart". Then he thought.. Either he will “despair and do nothing will cause the bad feeling to grow”, either “he will be relieved by doing an evil that the bad feeling brings and demands”, or he will “take another job with little hope and wait for the bad feeling to pass” or “ With great hope, he would search for the cause and solution of the problem, find it and relax”. There was another method that came to mind, it was an event that caused a bad feeling, so if he "does an action that creates a good feeling", the bad feeling in his heart could disappear. But his location and lack of time prevented him from taking action. Whatever he was going to do, he had to do it fast. Then he realized his mistake. The book was not with him. If he had the book with him, he would surely have found “a word to help him remove the bad feeling in his heart”. In fact, he was trying to take the book with him every day, but for some reason something got in the way and some days he forgot to take the book with him. As the number of these days increased, he lost the habit of taking the book with him, and the usual "habit of wandering without a book" came instead. Then when he faced a problem, when he felt an unaccustomed bad feeling in his heart, he switched to "I need to carry the book with me" mode. So what would he do now? “He would remain undecided and wait until he saw the right path” or “He would decide, be determined and choose a path, even if it was wrong”. Sometimes waiting meant patience and winning, sometimes waiting meant accepting injustice and defeat. Was it right or wrong to wait?

Butterfly

O beautiful butterfly

You have a boyfriend

always protecting you

In that case ..

What do you have to be afraid of

 

O beautiful butterfly

You have a boyfriend

loves you so much

In that case ...

What do you need to be upset

We Are Warriors

we are warriors

we are connected

to our hearts

we are warriors

is your enemy

to our freedom

we are warriors

we are used to

To our quarreling loves

 

we are warriors

Lives in our dreams

We die by our faith

 

This sun that warms us

born with our loves

sinks with our sorrows

Struggle

I can't lend my tears

I can't sharpen my rusty swords

I can't die for love anymore

'Cause there's no more my dear

The last one too

I reserved for myself

 

i'm not there anymore

in quarrels for no reason

In unanswered questions

And in dirty dreams

 

I allow now

to get lost

my mortal love

I believe because

However, by this

It will wear out less

My old tired heart

                                     Posted by Murat Guzel

Prisoner

Loneliness is as painful as death

Peace is a messenger from heaven

Don't miss your prayer, O traveler!

May eternity cover your soul

You can find a comrade but a soul mate is hard

You can find a lover but

your source of joy

smile white,

hello god

It's hard to find a mate

You're trapped, stuck

To a corner of the monotonous world

You left justice, love and brotherhood

To the angels of the other world

You lost your courage, you surrendered

to those who favor you

Believe it my friend

One day will come

You will say 'I am valuable'