HALF FACE (Get lost into the parallel Time)

TAILOR

Love is so magnificent that it would eventually reveal all its beauty to your eyes.

It was as though Sariye and Mihca were also seeing the pair of feet in the cottage. Their eyes were wide open with the same image. Zülfüleyfe kept on without keeping them nervous anymore;

"I was unable look at that person but it was impossible for me to stay on the floor like that either. He said something to me before I can utter a word and then handed me a piece of paper.

(It was written 'Cariad mor mawreddog' on the paper)

These words sounded very familiar to me but I didn't understand them there and then. Later on, this person reminded me and maybe I should explain you these words first since the course of events shaped up in the location of these writing or maybe better to say, with a person in this location.

About two years ago we went to town with Sariye. We had clothes that needed some sewing and trimming. Sariye always told me that her uncle had a tailor shop so I wanted him to do all this work heading to the tailor shop with the guards. Where ever we go, guards would go in first, sustain the security of the place. (What else, other than a needle, could hurt us in a tailor shop anyway?)

When guards came out, Sariye went in followed by me. The clothes inside were really beautiful and I ordered from a few of them giving them my measurements. But there was something I noticed; Sariye's uncle, alone, seemed quite insufficient for this shop. When we were looking around, we saw a photo frame hanging on the wall with a torn paper inside instead of a photograph. On this paper in the frame were written the words I have just told you.

Now, the thing that is even more interesting is, the paper handed to me by this person in the cottage was the other torn half of that paper in the frame. This paper was given to Sariye's uncle by his wife. She has come from Welsh area and married her uncle, but no one saw her again after she gave this paper to her husband."

Sariye, for the first time intruded;

"I know exactly what it says: 'Love is so magnificent that it would eventually reveal all its beauty to your eyes'" she said.

"Yes, my friend, that is what is exactly written on the paper. I was right about the tailor being insufficient to handle of that work by himself. The person who gave me this paper explained it all...

Yeğzan, who saw that the guards were approaching the tailor shop hid himself behind the wooden panel. He was about to come out when guards left the shop but then he saw us coming in, so he went back to disguise. Hiding in the far away corner of the room, he was not able to hear the conversation, thus did not understand what was going on. As a matter of fact, he did not hear much about us nor saw us. The only thing he cannot forget and kept him going is his vision of half of a face. I have moved towards him and turned when I saw a dress; that's when he saw half of my face. He has immediately fallen in love with the owner of that face, that is, with me.

He came to the mansion several times asking Sariye about me but I was not aware of any of these visits. Sariye did not inform me about this situation, well he did not want her to either"

Meanwhile, Zülfüleyfe gave Sariye a meaningful look with a smile. Sariye, embarrassed, lowered her head and kept like that while slowly explaining,

"Yes, he came several times for you. But he knew how difficult this whole thing was. I also tried to warn him many times. But deep down inside, he knew that there would be a chance someday, that he believed in the power of love. He also kept asking for information about you."

Zülfüleyfe, after listening to her friend, took a sip out of her already cold tea and continued;

"While I was busy cleaning the floor, Yeğzan bent down and took my hand to stop me. He pulled me to my feet, telling me that these are unimportant things. He told me that he would explain me everything but before doing so, he gave me the most astonishing information of my life. He told me that the girl at the door was Melina. That is, I have seen the childhood of a person which I lived together with for months in the prison, even considering her to be my mother. I have just seen the fifty-one-year younger version of her and have actually felt the familiarity in her smile. I was wondering whether the closeness we had felt at the prison was generating from these very first years of our acquaintance. Our mind indeed was confused as much as your minds now.

Yeğzan understood this and went to the kitchen to bring me the food I have made. He understood that I was hungry and believed that I would think better after eating. Actually, he wanted to prepare me for what he was about to explain. We did not talk during the meal and I was still trying to sort things out in my mind continuously thinking why and how I woke up here after being in a future time zone. Even stranger is the fact that even though I remember it all now, way back then I have forgotten what I had to do in order to wake up. After the meal, we sat across each other and I asked him to tell me everything in detail.

Sir, if you wish, you can arrange a meeting, I mean, you can invite Yeğzan here so he can explain it all himself. I have told you some part of it but I do refer to listen to the rest together with you in real time."

"Of course, please go on telling and whenever you want to stop, we will ask him to continue. I believe he, too wishes to be here with you. But there are a few missing points which I have difficulty in understanding and filtering through my mind. I want you to complete your story, that is why I am not asking any questions."

"First, I asked him the reason why I woke up there and how we were supposed to reawake to the real world from there. There were so many things he wanted to tell me that he did not know where to start. He said that this dream belonged to him and that I was actually in his dream. That was the reason why some of the things I imagined did not happen. I woke up to his dream from mine. I was sleeping and wasn't able to see him but all he wanted was for me to wake up and see him. Finally, his wish has come true and here I was looking at him. He said that he wishes me to always stay awake for him. I was again deeply impressed by his words since I felt that they were coming directly from his heart. But everything has worn me out so much that I felt very tired, needing to rest.

He said; 'the word you need for waking up is hidden in the prison. It might be something you heard, that is something I made you hear. A word that you never would forget.

The first word that came to my mind was: hurricane, a word that woke me up every morning. How could I ever forget the voice of that man who shouted the word every single morning. Bewildered, I turned to him and ask if the word is hurricane. He swallowed and just said 'yes'"

Mihca and Sarriye looked overwhelmed. Sariye was surprised because she did not know the origin of the story, whereas the reason of Mihca's surprise was the knowledge he had on every fundamental part and detail of the it. Mihca stood up and walked to the balcony. He lingered for a while then turned around.

"So, he was intentionally and consciously in the same dream as you are? But how can this be? How does he know it all? He has to write exactly the same date and number as you did!"

Your face, even half sight of it, is a rose

A heart buried in that rose also becomes a rose.

The twitter of a nightingale in the rose garden,

For a soul burned with fire, every persistence,

Every breath of patience is after all a rose

Come to my shade, lighten up my heart

Make me laugh, my rose.