… to know that you will never forget a moment while living that moment.
“Mevlut watched Rayiha’s dreamlike reflection in the window of the teahouse, and he knew that he would never forget this moment.”
“A Strangeness in My Mind” by Orhan Pamuk
It was a hot and humid July night in Istanbul. We were at my sister’s house, all sitting on the balcony, enjoying the breeze coming from the Bosporus. The smell of the freshly brewed tea was flowing from the kitchen door to the balcony. My mom was enjoying the night with all her three kids, two granddaughters…
It hovers at around 100 degrees in August under the direct sunlight with no greens in Ankara. We were at the foundation of an apartment building on a kilometer-high hill. It was a typical construction site with rocky marble-like ground. It is a nightmare for the construction crew to hit such a rocky foundation, but it meant business for us.
I was helping my dad to operate the compression machine that powers the jackhammer. Our job was to dig the foundation bit by bit by jackhammer to dig enough space for the basement and the foundation.
My dad was not…
My younger son asks me what I do when I go to work. Even though he has been to my work several times, and seen me in “action,” he still has a hard time understanding what I do. It is such a simple question that makes you think deeper to have a response that would satisfy a nine-year-old kid. You either need to explain what management is, or admit that you are an overhead.
It was well over two decades ago during my early days at Microsoft. I felt it the first time. Like every other junior employee, I shared…
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Should I do it? It is okay, just say it… Hold on, hold on, don’t rush it. Maybe give it a few more minutes, go over it again, and wait for the next pause. Damn it! You just had your turn, chatterbox. Give others a chance for a change. Let others speak. Actually, it is good that I didn’t jump the gun. I’ll add more color to it. It will be more impactful. Just stop shaking your legs. What is the big deal, just push it out. Spit it out…
Hüseyin with the umlaut — the two dots on top “u”. A Turkish name with Arabic origin, that carries a letter from German alphabet and apparently very popular in Iran. It was my grandfather’s name who passed away when my dad was only 2. He was a villager in eastern Turkey — no pictures, no depictions. Transliterations produced more than a dozen spellings for the same name. There is no shortage of religious connotations either.
It was the third year of the college when I first heard from one of the professors that my name is attached to another name…
HD.
Left handed, right minded
