It really shakes me when I just forget myself and become a liquid in a story just like a drop in the pool or the river or one of the leaves from which the major character watches his beloved…

I just love any people in the world and ı hate color distinction, but I also can get the boldly spoken words. In the river between, it is crazy that u gonna read the life of African people after the colonization era, but u will not hear any white voice in the story. They are all over there building factories or gathering taxes from a central point. What about the common people? They have a bloody  clear disticntion between two tribes. Why?

One converts into christianity and see the previous tribal rituals like circumstation as evils.

One carries on its own way of living without any change and any adaptation just waitin someone to help them to lead them to maket hem kill others to push them…

What about the guy who falls in love with the enemy tribe’s daughter? He is different, he is open-minded (or open-heartetJ)

He just seeks an educational surrounding to prepare people fort he upcoming plan of his; reunionizing the tribes against white people? But no considerate atmosphere for him to explain what should be, and the thing happens in the end is that “no solution to anything”.

Look at your country Vildan!!! Look at that armenian or so called kurdish people ( I do not believe in such nonsense distinctions ((that is the third time I use this word I know)) ). Once I stayed with some people from the extreme east of my country, yes ı admit that we are different, but we really had many things in common an d even we keep goin on our relations after we have separated due to some changes in our lives.

They (the outer push) changes throughout the history, however, we, people, are ready to be pushed further from our own beliefs and our own common sense. They just lit the light we gathered all woods for…

The war or the assimilation or the (what u wanna tell here which has a bad connotation) bla bla stems from humanity itself not from a genaration or a nation…

Maybe that guy in the novel lacks “liberal part of the education” (Bakari) in his schools, people may learn how to manage math. but fail in understandin human mind emotion or human needs…

We should also change our education system and we should all welcome the people who live in our country to anywhere they want with any dress they are in…(includin me wearin a headscarf)

Wish we can breathe without evil…we can smile without evil…

p.s; I hate this , , ,

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