She chose him.
Because for him it didn’t matter what she had had.
For the rest, it was valuable, it was unique, it was sacred, it was her life.
For her it meant nothing, it was nothing but a chain to be broken in order to free first her mind then her body. From the very first moments, she knew that for him it was important only because she had chosen him.
It was an honor for him and an honor for her-perhaps in a different way. And she gave him and herself that honor on the very first day of their encounter, never to be forgotten.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
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"Life and Death
Life starts only today for those who are destined to die tomorrow. They begin to live starting from the very first minute they know their death is not so far. Awareness of their existence is felt through endless pains, both in their bodies and thoughts.
When they most want to stay alive, they die...in silence."
Bugun dogum gunumdu, yurtdisinda kutlamak zorunda kaldigim ilk dogum gunu belki hala dogmamis oldugum icin cok da hissetirmedi kendini; su an olum cook uzak gorunse de, bekliyor beni; safagi bekleyen hucum ordulari gibi...
Kasim'da benim Fas'in "in the middle of nowhere" sehri, resmi kayitlarda ise Ifrane diye gecen kucuk kasabasina yolun duserse gorusmek dilegiyle.
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Dogum gunun kutlu olsun...
Senin "in the middle of nowhere" kasaban, Ispanya uzerinden Marakes ya da Casablanca yollarina yakin bir yerlerde ise gorusmek uzere.
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