Erkenci Kuş is a rom-com-drama from Turkey. It surely packs a punch with the main leads & supporting cast, music & literature references, eccentric characters & great plot lines!
Turkey is where east meets west and there's that appeal & something fo...
It's morning.... I'm waking up to light diffusing through the billowy curtains, the birds are chirping eagerly & I've had a restful sleep. Half-awake, I search the bed for her and realize her side is empty. I roll over to her side and her fragrance immediately overpowers, arouses, soothes and comforts me.....all at the same time!
"Sanem..." I call out loudly. No answer. I slowly sit up and it takes a bit of effort and I feel my aging body. She's missing from the bed, but there's a cup of Chai on the nightstand. I realize that it's freshly brewed, Our morning ritual, having Chai together, except she is missing. I take a refreshing sip, savor the wonderful taste and her special way of making it.
Another sip to awaken all of my senses fully...and now I hear her. She's somewhere nearby, humming the beautiful tune for "Bana ellerini ver (Give me your hands)" and it sends me briefly back to our "Kötü kral (evil king)" moment from years ago! I'm effervescent with happiness...... it's going to be a great day!!
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I spring out of bed eager to find her, hold her, talk to her...smell her and just missing her, terribly!
I walk out of the mountain cabin, that used to be my atelier, and now it's our forever dream home! I spot her in the garden, her own little bucolic paradise, my gift to her, where she grows her exotic wild flowers & underground ivy. It's spring and the garden is buzzing with new flowers, birds, bees and butterflies.
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I approach her from behind and she is kneeling on the ground tending to the garden. She's as petite as the day I met her....but a bit frail nowadays. I can still wrap my arms around her entire body, so I do.... and kiss her loudly on the cheeks.
She's surprised and lets out a loud scream....as though she's being attacked. I wait for her agitation to pass.... but alas, she jerks out of my hug, stands up and is ready to attack me with the garden shovel.
"Who are you??? My husband will be here any minute...so leave, NOW", she yells.
I back off, hands in the air and wait for her to calm down a bit. She's looking at me tentatively.....and a few moments pass. I slowly step towards her and stroke her face with one hand....and wait for permission and recognition.
It's interesting what the mind forgets but the body remembers....she leans into my touch and reaches for me, and slowly curls herself into me.
"I'm sorry Love" she says.
I sigh and hug her back, strongly and more closely, as though I was bridging a nonexistent gap between us and forcing time to stand still.
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My beloved, my one & only love, my wife of 30 years with her special eidetic mind has been slowly losing her memory....... and it's my life's mission to make her relive our love & life, everyday!
All is well in the world...it is going to be an awesome day(baya iyi baya iyi cok harika) !
