That wretched, merciful, enduring, whiny Mother Nature saying, “Do not hurt me” is gone. Human beings have begun to wake up.
A few years ago in a conversation I was having in New York, a Turkish student said something I found resentful. “Istanbul has become full of Arabs; I no longer want to live there.”
The aim of the opposition’s “justice march” from Ankara to Istanbul was to draw attention to shortcomings and errors in Turkey’s justice system, to display the feelings of the people in the face of injustices
The option of becoming a politician was not even an option for us during the years when I was a student at Boğaziçi University.
“He is tough, he does not talk with kids, he is cold and he gives money to the family. What is this?” If you limit the fabulous concept of being a father into these narrow concepts, it won’t work, because the answer to the question above sounds more like an ATM.
I grew old while constantly writing on this topic for many long years and signing one campaign after another, but somehow, the enthusiasm of those who revive and submit the bill to cut down olive trees has not petered out
So this is what happened: we are going to shoot a movie in the summer, so I won’t have time to have a holiday, so I thought about going to Kemer on the Mediterranean coast.
Dear local government, you cannot make Istanbul a smart city because this city has chosen to go crazy after years of torture
The Turkish household is going through a change, as young members demand separate homes. According to Turkish Statistical Institute (TÜİK) data for 2016, the average size of the Turkish household has gone down to 3.5. The point five is not a baby. This figure means that families are no longer with grandmothers and grandfathers.