It's been a while since I wrote.
So many things happened and I don't know where to start.
Tonight marks my 16th night in my temporary, yet new home in Burbank, California. I will be here for the summer because I'm interning at ABC Studios, owned by the Walt Disney Company. This is the internship I was dreaming of, and I finally feel like all the nervous awaiting, the unrest, the worry due to knowing that there is a possibility of everything not happening for a reason (like I think it does) came to an end. All my positive thinking, my efforts in trying to remain calm and see the bigger picture have paid off. Therefore I'm thankful.
However, the entire process, like most other things in my life, happened very last minute. Therefore, I had to move out here myself, without any help from my parents, and unfortunately, without being able to go home after school ended in May. Not only has this been difficult because it is the longest that I've spent without seeing my mom (right now, it has been slightly more than 5 months, and by the time I go back, it will have been 8), but also because Turkey is currently experiencing one of the most remarkable revolutions of many decades, and I cannot be a part of it.
What originally started out as a protest against the government's decision to cut down one of the oldest parks in Istanbul, turned into a protest against the countless mistakes and the intolerable nature of the current government. Unfortunately, several people have lost their lives, and so many people (including a few of my friends who got burned by the chemicals in the water used in water cannons, lost their sight when a plastic bullet hit them in the eye, and many others who suffered less severe injuries) got injured. I could, and would love to if I believed I could do justice to the facts, write an entire blog just about the #occupygezi movement, and what's been going on in Turkey. However, I am ot going to go into details in this post because I feel that any detail that I mention will point at the fact that I am leaving out another, and I don't want to recite the entire situation unless I can cover all aspects of it. However, what I will say is that my heart, my thoughts, my good wishes and hopes are with my friends (friends who I know, and people who I'm proud to call my "friends" but haven't met in person yet). I wish, perhaps more than any other time, that I could be home right now and witness the scary, yet amazing revolution.
Furthermore, I really wish I had my mom with me. I miss her.
And I miss home.
And even though I enjoy my time here in California, I can't wait to go back.
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