Inspiring Love

İnsprin love

Joseph works as a cook in one of the city's central restaurants. He spends his whole life in the restaurant business, in the culinary world, and therefore is well known in the appropriate surroundings. There are customers who come to the restaurant to taste the food he has cooked. He is smiling, simple, and warm person. Franco Joseph, who is 20, worked as a waiter in a restaurant; he has to work to pay the annual tuition of the university he attended, but over time he gets chilly to the university, becoming more interested in the restaurant business ... In fact, he has given up a lot of hope for the future the university would give him. The characteristics he has discovered after his close acquaintance of him has practically influenced Franco. Who knows - maybe in the future he could be a cook like Joseph and change his life ... Franco did not want a very comfortable life, he had a house, but if he earned enough money to get married and support his family, it would satisfy him.

Every morning, Joseph collects leftovers from breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and goes to a dumpster across the street from a restaurant across the street from someone living in a dumpster. He even sits and talks with her for hours. Franco Joseph is very interested in what he was doing because he has already made it his ideal. The man which Joseph takes meal to him looks like a drunkard - the usual drunkard we know. And the drunken man lives on the street, in the garbage dump. But what compells Joseph to feed him every day? What were they talking about for hours with Joseph? Of course, they know each other very well; maybe the drunken is a relative of the Joseph? "Franco is asking himself a question ... Finally, Franco decides to find out from Joseph, and one day he asked permission to ask him a question. Joseph smiles and invites young Franco to a tea party in the opposite 24/7 cafe. Of course, Franco gladly accepts the invitation.
Joseph:
- I know, Franco, you have a lot of questions in your mind, and I know that you take me as an example, don't you? ..
Franko:
-Yes, Joseph, I want to be a chef like you in the future, and I don't know how true that sounds, but after hearing about you, why not follow your example? I thought.
-Franco, you can take one as an example, there is nothing wrong here; but following someone does not mean that you will live the same life as him for better or worse - remember that. Therefore, take an example that you will not regret, at least when you say, "It is worth it!" you could say it- in its place. Now let's look at the identity of the person I bring food to every day. I have known him for many years. I first met him when I was young like you. His name is Javon. If it's so interesting for you, I'll tell you his story.
-Yes, yes, of course it is interesting, Joseph; I want to know how this man could to make you love him..? what binds you to him?
Joseph takes a sip of the iced tea and orders another Finnish can.
-It was 25 years ago. It was a musical night. The invitation began with a beautiful dance, and the performance of different musicians, one after the other, added an unforgettable melody to the night. Mr. Powell wanted this night to be unforgettable and enjoyable for every guest. Therefore, all the staff of the restaurant and Mr. Powell's staff thought and organized everything with special sensitivity. The tables were full of the most expensive drinks and the best food. Roast pork, roast lamb, large turkeys baked in the oven, specially delivered red and black caviar, expensive, historical wines, valuable vodkas, etc. Although there were 5 people sitting at each table, there were 7-8 servants at each table. The restaurant itself was one of the most famous restaurants of its time. The high ceilings, the spacious hall, the large and dazzling chandeliers made you dizzy the moment you entered. The aristocracy, the officials, and the beautiful, expensively dressed ladies around them were also part of the festivities.
Near the large circular red-carpeted stairs at the entrance to the restaurant stood large guards, who greeted the guests of this private night one by one, checked their tickets, and let them in. In addition, inside the restaurant, you can see large-bodied, stylish suits. Security was at an all-time high because there were no such people inside. Only a high level of organization was enough to feed the guests; because this special invitation once again showed how valuable and respectful they are ...
Mr. Powell came from a noble family and served as governor. Every year he organized such big banquets, gathering the leading names of the country. In addition, his humane, noble demeanor, and his richness attracted a great deal of attention, and he was a prominent figure in almost every field. He had very good friendships and knew politics very well. Being invited by him to this banquet showed how valuable and important you are. Therefore, everyone knew how many people wanted to be invited to this party one day. In the late hours of the night, the aristocracy would occasionally take the stage and raise a glass in honor of the guests - the banquet resumed. Mr. Powell laughed as he saw that the guests were well fed. I was assigned to serve at one of the tables. And even though I was only 20 years old, the owner of the restaurant chose me to serve at this party because of my abilities. Among the five people sitting at the table, I served was the governor, two well-groomed ladies, the customs officer, and Javon. One of the ladies was the mistress of the governor. if I'm not mistaken, and the other lady was the wife of a customs officer. I think he was the head of all the sea customs in the port of the city. As I said, there were no ordinary people at the party. Javon was a famous writer and composer of that time and earned good money. In addition, all the nobles wanted to see Javon in their assemblies to show how high and knowledgeable they were. Famous artists of the time lined up to buy music from Javon. Javon, on the other hand, gave songs to a number of artists of his choice, regardless of materiality. He looked like someone cheerful, pure in his eyes, and emotional. Until then, I only knew about him. He first called me to the table, forcibly put two hundred in my pocket, and said:
"My friend, I'll give you the drink I want on the table and let you know," he said and smiled. What he meant was: not to look me in the eye wherever I look. I felt ordinary at that moment. As he drank, the man inside him seemed to appear more and more. Usually at such parties, the nobles, the people we call "respectable", turn into wild dogs towards the end of the night, as if they were looking down on everyone. At times, they even looked down on each other. Therefore, towards the end of the festivities, elegant people came in with smiling faces and were replaced by dangerous people whom you would be afraid to look at. Of course, we were more afraid of misery. Because they were the ones who could destroy us in a word and not suffer from conscience caused by their actions. Jawon, on the other hand, stood up, danced, had fun, and even called me back and talked to me when he came back.
Franco:
-I wonder, Joseph, what was he talking about? You probably agree that it's hard to believe that the person you're talking about is now a lush in the backyard ...
Joseph:
-Be patient, Franco. He would show me people playing in the middle or sitting at the tables around him, talking about them. He told who was flattering and who was a coward; he could even predict that someone who left the table would invite him to dance as soon as he left. We laughed a lot at that. I can say that we became friends by the end of the night. He handed me his card and said, "Joseph, I love you so much. If working here is not profitable for you, come tomorrow and start working for me and my mansion, "he said. I was also very happy and said with great pleasure that I wanted it. I knew that he would give me at least 2-3 times more than what I earned working there; moreover, I already believed that he was a very good man, and that was an important factor for me. I no longer needed to be teased by annoying managers. But, as I said, Franco, life is full of surprises ...
Joseph paused, looked at the road, and continued:
-It was 1-2 hours before the end of the night. Everyone's mood was great, and there was a big change in my life, and I was looking forward to the morning. Suddenly, several shots were heard from outside, and an alarm was sounded in the restaurant. This alarm came from microphones hanging from all over the city. I saw Mr. Powell running out, and then the governor at our table ran out. Five or six minutes later, dozens of armed soldiers entered. The music stopped immediately; the people in the restaurant suddenly panicked. The voices of the screaming ladies and the zealots trying to explain something to the soldiers were mixed. Then one of the soldiers fired 2-3 shots into the air. Suddenly there was silence. Apparently, he was a high-ranking officer who shot. In fact, we were in a situation of excitement and fear, not understanding what was happening. Javon was so drunk and he didn't know what had happened. Occasionally he looked at the soldiers with his forced open eyes. Then a high-ranking officer came on the stage and read something from the paper in his hand. I realized that there was a coup d'etat, and everyone inside was arrested by the order of the new government. They also arrested Javon. Probably everyone who prayed for an invitation to that feast and whose prayer did not come true would be thankful that he was not there that day. At least until the soldiers arrived, some could hide or destroy their property, some their money, and some their secret documents. However, everyone who was invited was caught unprepared. In short, our Javon was punished for being a friend of the governor - for his relations with high-ranking officials and for the new government's dislike of Jews. The new government was so determined that it had overthrown the previous order.
The new government punished artists in this way. Javon was sentenced to life imprisonment for treason and collaborating with people who harmed the interests of the state. Seven years later, the government changed again, and after exactly 10 years in prison, Javon was forgiven and released. During his imprisonment, the state confiscated all his property. What was left of the corner was taken by his wife, Kristin, who had lost hope in Javon, and moved from here with her young son, Simon.
We met again 3 years after Javon's release. I have been a chef in this restaurant for 6 years. I was glad to see him again, but I felt that he felt ashamed when he saw me. But I did not condemn him at all. Great artist, writer, composer Javon! - There were no more nobles who wanted to see him, no more people running after him ... Javon, who lived in mansions and wore branded clothes, already "has been living" in the garbage in the backyard and wearing patched clothes. He smiled and joked with me so as not to show embarrassment. Still, his flushed face and reluctantly bent neck from embarrassment made everything obvious. We sat and talked with him for hours. I told him that I could find a job and that I could help him to rent a house. But he laughed and said, "My friend Joseph! The day I first met you, I knew what kind of person you were. You are a very good person and may God always reward you for this goodness. But people as me have a misfortune. We are so accustomed to living a noble life that after a while our pride takes shape due to this habit. I mean, I can't go and work somewhere as a worker, my friend. And I can just write and compose, "he said.
I think the real reason was that he did not want to live any longer. He chose to wait quietly for his death. Suddenly his family, property, respect ... flew away from his hands ... Such people live for more fame, Franco. But with a smile on his face, he decided to wait for death. After that day, for 5 more years, just like today, I went to him every day and gave him food, when he got sick, I kept taking care of him, and I bought his medicine by means of a penny in my pocket. I remember that I had a sick son at home and I had to raise money for surgery. But, I couldn't ignore Javon. Obviously, even if Javon was not with me, it would take more than 10 years to raise the money. One day he jokingly said to me, "Joseph, do you hope that I will get rich again and you will work for a high salary on my estate?" he said. I said, "No, Mr. Javon, you are always noble for me, and it is as important for me to do a favor as to want to do a favor for someone for me. If these things did not happen to you, I know you would give me a hand. " Javon laughed and put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Joseph, then you are a fool. And you take care of me because you know I'm stupid. " What he meant was that now we live in a world where people look at those as fool who do a favor.
He always explains his idea with big, complicated examples; but in 25 years of friendship, I learned his language ...
Franco:
-You said 5 more years, Joseph. Haven't you took care of him in the last 7 years? Why did you say 5 years?
Joseph:
-Yes, Franco, well done. So you listen to me carefully. Javon, as I said, had not lost his cheerful and joyful character, and lived a positive life; but lived inside what they said. A large picture of a young singer was hung on a large plaque in front of the dump, and it was forgotten because it was hung in an inconspicuous place near the dump. Every morning when Javon woke up, went to bed in the evening, and sometimes went for a walk, he would sit by the board and talk to the girl in the picture. We understood this because we knew the character of Javon. What else could a man do? The girl had already become his platonic lover. Sometimes when I brought him food, I witnessed Javon laughing heartily at the picture. An interesting event took place in the 5th year of Javon's life in the dump. I later heard this interesting story from Javon. When Javon goes for a walk, 300-400 meters below, in front of a nightclub, he finds a wallet with a picture of a young singer with whom was platonic love on it. A little money, a business card and, as I said, a picture of the young singer on the board. Javon is very happy about it. The next day, he calls the number on the card and says he has found his wallet. The person on the other side tells him that he is the producer of the singer, they have been looking for his wallet for 2 days, and after expressing their gratitude, they make an appointment to meet. Javon, of course, is not left out of his character, and he does not want to face them in this character since he has a noble past. He asked me for a loan that day, but I couldn't because I didn't have the money, but he didn't tell me why he wanted it. Was it because of that meeting? In short, Javon took some money from his wallet and went and bought himself a new set of clothes, and prepared for the meeting. He goes to the meeting as a previous nobleman. They meet young singer Linda and producer Jeff, sit in a cafe and have fun. During the meeting, Javon felt that he was in love again. Linda says that she is a writer and composer in order to win her heart and see her again. He also says he wants to give Linda a song as a gift. Linda's producer gives Javona her e-mails and asks her to send the song there. At the end of the night, when the waiter brought the bill, it became clear that Javon had no money. After that, the suspicious producer Jeffin counts the money in his wallet, and everything turns upside down, and in a very bad way, they harass Javon and leave. After a while, Javon, in all likelihood, sends the song he wrote to the given "e-mail". For 9 months there is no answer. Five months after Javon sent the song, young singer Linda and producer Jeff have a great chance. They get a chance to meet the head of a large music company for 5-10 minutes, but during the meeting the head of the company speaks to them in a very harsh and humiliating way. If they have a new product, a new song, they want to show it, if not, they don't want to take their time. While Linda is desperate for a new song, the song written by our Javon comes to mind of cunning Jeff and he opens the e-mail and shows the song to the head of the company with the last hope. Luckily for Javon, the head of the company likes the song very much and signs a contract with Linda to sponsor the song. The song has been very popular since the first day of its release and brings great fame to Linda. But they don't say anything to Javon. Then, although they have released 2-3 songs again, they are unsuccessful and returned to the situation they have started with the head of the company. As a last resort, Jeff, Linda's producer, thinks of asking Javon for another song. Exactly 9 months after the first song, Jeff finds Javon again. Our pure-hearted Javon agrees as soon as he hears the name of Linda, whom he is in love with, and writes and sends another song. Look at God's work, this song is also very popular and promotes Linda again. After that, Linda and Jeff decide to sing songs written by Javon; but there is one thing that was clear: Javon has loved Linda and could only continue to write songs for Linda in return for his love. That's what happens. Although Jeff offers money, Javon refuses, and eventually, Linda and Jeff begin to realize their plan. Linda begins to pretend to love our 60-year-old Javon. Within 1-2 months, they take Javon and move to their new mansion. Linda loves and cares for Javon, and in return, she buys songs that would bring fame and money. Of course, this is not the case as Javon thinks. That's why he and Linda loved each other, and the songs he wrote, which were the product of love, returned to Linda as success and fame ...
I saw Javon two years later. Frankly, I was a little angry with him. We had so many friendships, but unknowingly, he disappeared without saying farewell, and two years later he came to me again.
He told me what had happened and at that time gave me the money for my son's operation. He laughed again, said goodbye to me, said he would come to see me again, and left. But this happiness lasted only 3 years after his last departure. Linda betrayed him with a young movie star. When Javon found out about it, he wanted to continue everything as if nothing had happened, to continue the game of happiness, but he could not. Although Linda sang 4-5 songs that she wrote subsequently, none of them were successful. It was as if Linda's betrayal had broken the spell of Javo's songs' success ... In time, Linda's company terminated the contract, and then they ran out of money and were evicted from the mansion. Linda started to take the stage again for a small amount of money at night in the club 300-400 meters down. Javon returned to his dump. When we returned, he laughed at our first meeting and said, "I told you, I'll be back, Joseph." Still, he has not lostt his smile and positivity. He told me what had happened and added in his own difficult manner of speaking: It was love that inspired, Joseph ..!

Jay Hun ( Ceyhun Bayramlı )