November 15, 2012

Running away from labels makes one ending up in having no names at all. I have no name cause I hate being named.
A big pot of red but sour quince jam is cooling down on the stove.
and yes, I miss them badly.

March 17, 2012

We have mice in the bathroom and kitchen ducts. I'm pretty sure about that. On and off I hear them running very fast with their little feet and making huge noise because the ducts are made of metal and have that echoing quality that makes a small sound ten times louder as if a roar.
Sometimes I miss them. For days I hear silence and I think they're dead. But then a quick sound of those small creatures ,as I imagine grabbing their cheese and running fast, makes me feel relief. They're back and they're alive.

January 23, 2012

My grandma always thinks the phone calls would be extremely expensive for me. She likes to hang up so that she herself could call me instead.I've told her a thousand times that it's not. and that hearing her voice makes me so happy and that happiness can't be bought with any amount of money.

January 14, 2012

"Cultures cherish artists because they are people who can say, Look at that. And it's not Versailles. It's a brick wall with a ray of sunlight falling on it."

Marilynne Robinson
Paris Review-N. 46

September 07, 2011

the new buddy

I bought an Alfi from Stockholm.
because a friend told me once that Alfi reminds him of me or vice versa.

September 03, 2011

early September

The afternoons are at their bests.

July 09, 2011

Thank you dirty floor,

for I've spent the whole day cleaning up everywhere and now I remember I intended to clean only you.


July 06, 2011

today's moments of happiness

eating water-soaked almonds with my breakfast
having my lunch(a sandwich) on the park near university main building with a friend. The sun was warm and welcoming.
enabling myself to sit and finish the book I intended to.
riding on the city bike for about 20 minutes returning home. difficult though worth doing.
watching people eating their ice cream at the ice salon nearby.

July 05, 2011

" He stared at me for a moment and went rummaging through his drawers and boxes until he unearthed a silver-and-ivory hairbrush with long pale bristles. I immediately went for it. "Don't touch that!" he scolded. Without a word he sat in his chair and sat at his feet. In complete silence Harry proceeded to brush all of the knots out of my hair. I wondered if the brush had belonged to his mother.
Afterwards he asked me if I had any money. "No," I said, and he pretended to be mad. But I knew Harry. He just wanted to diffuse the intimacy of the moment. Whenever you had a beautiful moment with Harry he just had to turn it upside down."

Just Kids by Patti Smith

absolutely regretful of not buying that awesome book of the New Yorker cartoons. It was only 20 bucks and I promised myself I would buy it after I see the bookshop completely and of course the book was gone 10 minutes later.


Thank you the cheese I bought yesterday . You are still edible despite the fact that I forgot to put you in the fridge.

June 26, 2011

today's breakfast

pancake, coffee and a bowl of fruit: slices of banana and mango, blueberry and raspberry

June 25, 2011

the unbearable lightness of "writing"

it's like smoking a cigaret. It doesn't make you happy but in hope of becoming a little more less-unhappy , you smoke the second one, and then the third one, and hour later another one.

May 22, 2011

the life ball

We were there, among the people who don't know how to be happy. I feel sorry for them. They live a life like a frightened country mouse who has been brought into the city without being told how to live its life, how to find its way, how to be happy.
The music was awesome, bright colors were in the air and robots everywhere.

May 04, 2011

The weather is awesome. I'm fresh and ready to start a busy year of working on my thesis, taking the very final exam and heading towards future. My pollen allergy has not started yet, enough sunshine is to be found now and trees have grown new-born leaves. I have to organize things and schedule my plan of studying. Too many books to read, too many words to write.

There is a Hemingway in "Overwhelmingly".
Believe me.

April 06, 2011

Rodan & Malena

"Rodan flies to the south and then back each year going 13,000 kilometres through the air just to be with his partner Malena, who cannot fly owing to an injured wing...

The daily Jutarnji list has reported that Stjepan Vokic has taken care of Malena for the last 17 years since she was injured by hunters who broke her wing and stopped her from flying forever."

April 04, 2011

"Get used to opening windows wide
to see what the past has done to the present,
and weep quietly, quietly,
lest our enemies hear
broken shards clattering within us."

- Mahmoud Darwish

December 15, 2009

me too?I don't know

"I'm a turtle, wherever I go I carry "home" on my back."
Gloria Anzaldua

December 14, 2009

I think this is depression. It started 3 weeks ago and still continues. I could be very happy while being with others but then when I'm alone I feel the very sense of it. I stopped going to gym since then. I stopped being motivated with my studies. I started eating cakes and coffees and chips and chocolates instead and I can weep easily.

Still one week left to finish this semester and I'm sooooo exhausted and tired of being here, sitting at library and study for exams. I know most of the materials but not to write essays in exams. I can talk about them and I'm pretty sure that I'm familiar with most of the philosophical concepts.

It's cold. I need sunlight. I miss being at my home. I miss him. I miss my family and my friends.

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