I have been prodded by those who knew to write this piece. It's one post that I found it hard to put words on paper...so to speak. My good friend Tonia asked me to write this piece and confess. Another said not to bother and continue writing my Post till the 'cows come home'....yet another said....it's for me to decide. So..being a pragmatic person that I am, i decided to take all propositions and mix them and come out with a 'pragmatic' solution hahaha.....
I promised them that I shall wait till the readers hit 10,000 and I will write this piece. As i punched this words on the keyboard, the readers counter showed a figure of 9785. that mean, 215 more hits before i shall publish this piece. Hmm...that might take another week, i think. So, i'll have plenty of time to arrange my words.....which could turn out to be my last posting on Istanbul !!
"Thank you, Istanbul....you will remain in my heart till my last breath"...for those who can't understand Turkce, that's the meaning of today's posting.
Well.....as of June this year, i had already left Istanbul for good and as you'll probably realised by now, I didn't make it to 1001 nights. Meaning...I lost the 'bet' and won't be collecting my $1000....boo hoo...sob sob sob....but I'm not crying over the lost 'bet'...I'm actually crying over Istanbul !! And as the title rightly said....Istanbul shall remain in my heart till my last breath. I had spilled so many tears over little Istanbul and my heart ached each time people asked me about her. You see...Istanbul wasn't just a 'stopover place' to me. i spend a good part of my life learning how to live differently and with different people, culture and surrounding. I have been warned that that's the peril of being an expatriate's wife. every places that you lived in, no matter where..will hold a lot for you and you'll always lose a little piece of you when you leave. Istanbul included..especially Istanbul! See..even writing this line will make me teary-eyed again...it's like a lost love.....the memory and its niceties keeps you warm and tickle your heart but deep down, it saddens you 'cos you know that you'll never recover it ever again. For a while, I avoided talking about Istanbul as it brought so much painful remembrances and that was one reason why I couldn't bring myself to write this piece earlier.
I have a friend whose last posting was to China. When I visited his house, it was full of stuffs, furniture and mementos from China and I thought that it was a bit odd. Now, I can relate to him as my place is now full of memories of Istanbul. I guess you'll have to go through it yourself in order to understand what is going through my head now. My friend, Stephanie had been posted to 7 countries and she told me that, each time she left...her heart would bleed again. It's not just the place....it's everything, the people and all its good and bad....you embrace them all.
So...as Tonia had asked me to do, yes..I now confess that I no longer live in Istanbul, 'tho...I do plan to return for a holiday next year, so...babysunshine, if you're reading this...i shall still be in Istanbul as planned.....not to worry on that...and i still wanna take that cruise that i missed. hey...life is too short and we'd never knew what life has in store for us... grab it while we can....
One thing for sure...I have no regrets, I lived life to the fullest in Istanbul, explored and did many things that even the locals have not gone or done yet! And I'm glad I did....
Thank you indeed Istanbul....and Good bye for now. I am now in a good place,where I have been told that, it is every expatriates' dream to come to this country. I know for a fact that many expatriates came to this country and never went home. They decided to make this country home for them. It's a beautiful country and is very diverse in its people, culture and environment..... till then.....thank you readers, for following my Blog and for sharing my wonderful albeit a brief life experience in Istanbul. I hope it has been entertaining and engaging to you as it was to me.
Perhaps now I can go back to finish my PhD thesis. Actually, I started this Blog when my PhD Prof. said that "I write like a journalist", rather than a PhD candidate. Of which I pointed out to her that according to Estelle M.Phillips and Derek S.Pugh in their book "How to get a PhD", one should write the thesis such that the supervisor could take it to bed to read and not wanting to put it down....I was just trying to prove to my Prof that it can educational and exciting at the same time. Ever wonder why people don't bother to read an PhD or Master thesis...aha...my point, exactly....sir..madam...Prof??
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| My last few nights in Istanbul.......the city that touched my life and hopefully I was able to enlighten yours with my experience |
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| Captivating and unforgettable city...no wonder so many empires fought to have her....everybody wanted to call Istanbul their own. Fact is...Istanbul remains as it was centuries ago....mystical, romantic, intriguing, fascinating .....etc. etc.... |
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| Superb skyline.....could have been better with an SLR...sigh..I only had my auto digital camera during this shot.... |
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| I missed the sunrise but managed to capture the mist trapped within the buildings before Istanbul wakes up to the sound of its people, traffic and dramas....shhh...you seldom get to see Istanbul in such quiet, calm and peaceful setting..... its a first for me,too!! |
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| The background is still shrouded with the mist. There was where it all started for me when I set foot in Istanbul. The vibrant district of Maslak was home to us for a month before we actually settled down permanently in Tarabya. Maslak is an industrial place full of automotive industries and businesses. |
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Just turned six in the morning and suddenly everything came alive. Istanbulites are early birds...
they are used to setting off very early from home to beat the traffic jam. Especially, those motorists crossing
The Bosphorus in both directions. |
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| Thank you BISI....for being part of our lives and for preparing the students to face a 'more complicated' world out there.... |
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Thank you Sahin Bey....for the hediye you gave me. A beautiful vintage gold plated wrist watch (which is older than me haha) and of which is still working till today. Mr Sahin has a clock and watch shop in Ortakoy selling new and antique/vintage mechanical clocks as well as for repairing any type of clocks. His wife is a very talented artist specialising in color pencil and free form drawing. Along the way, he had became good friend of ours since we trust his judgement and pricing whenever we purchased a clock or repaired something. so much so that we didn't have the heart to tell him that we were leaving and never did tell him. So, I hope Sahin Bey, if you're reading this, thank you.
Btw, this, to me...is where the BEST baklava in Istanbul came from. they also have a branch in Eminonu which you can see from the tram as you approached Sirkeci station. The pastry is...as they said it...as light and thin as the cigar paper...wow..it literally melt in your mouth......worth trying it... |
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| My favorite lunch cafe, Cabuk Osmani (Fast Osmani) in Istinye Park. I simply loveeeeee their salata (salad) and the Adana Durum....which is just grilled lamb wrapped in lavash (thin bread) with some fresh salad and some baharatlar (spices). It sounds plain and simple but is ohhh...so delicious. And their salata is great! It consists mainly of cooked veges, beans or pulses which had been cooked in olive oil. you'll be surprised how delicious patlican (aubergines), bamyia (ladies fingers), mantar (mushrooms), piyasa (leek), angiena (artichoke) and other veges are when cooked by them. In fact, you can just take the 'self-service' salata at TL5 per plate and you can have a complete meal where vitamin, protein, carbohydrates and other nutrients are concerned. Btw this restaurant is always full all the time.... |
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| We had left home and was staying at a hotel. View from our hotel. Can you see the glimpse of the Bosphorus in the background? See....Istanbul is less dramatic without The Bosphorus...it's almost as if it has lost its soul...sob sob....I know that I shall miss Istanbul terribly, particularly The Bosphorus.... |
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| Welcome to my Turkce classroom, for this is the place that taught (or rather, forced) me to speak Turkce. This is the 'practical' class for me to practice my Turkce. It was fun and I know that most times, I was given more or cheaper for my effort in speaking the local language. Not bad..considering I started off with sign language and graduated with haggling with them for better prices. My proudest moment was...while in a kebab joint, I was requested by the trader to translate and communicate with some foreigners who were struggling to order the kebabs!!! And by the way, do you know that there are 2 types of cherries? Vishne (sour) cherry and Kiraz (normal) cherry...... Vishne is so sour that they are mostly turned into vinegar, so..now you know haha..... |
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| My favorite seafood shop at the Metrocity food court. I believe that this shop serves the best 'Hamsi Tava' ( fried Hamsi) in Istanbul. The texture, the freshness, the crunchiness and everything is just SUPERB and PERFECT. Hamsi is an equivalent of anchovy (fish) and is normally eaten either fried or grilled (izgara). I would only go to this shop for Hamsi Tava as elsewhere would not taste just as nice. So much so that, whenever I go to the shop, i need not do any ordering for the salesgirl already knew that I came for the Hamsi tava and nothing else....yeah, i know....i'm very consistent when it comes to food. |
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| There you are....my favorite Hamsi Tava...just the way I like it....just perfect !!! It looks so plain but ohh...soo delicious. wait till you have a bite out of it... pretty soon...like me, you'll return for more.....really... !! |
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| Yum....yum.....one plate will keep me happy for the rest of the day..... |
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| My landlord Mr. Garo..... his wife, Susan (in white tees) and a friend at fish shop for lunch. I owed a lot to Mr Garo. He is not just a Landlord, he was also our mentor, a great friend and a wonderful person. From the first day we set foot in the house, he had helped us in so many ways, even to the extend of helping to unpack, setting all the necessary fittings and everything we needed for the house. He taught us how to live in Turkey and guided us in so many ways....its like having my own parents staying downstairs to us. He is also a Civil engineer by profession and maybe thats why he helped a lot...a comrade, a fellow Civil engineer...we do have that unwritten code that bind us all, you know? The moment we know that there is a fellow Civil engineer in need, we'll have to go in and help...no questions asked... |
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Xmas and New Year dinner with Mr. Garo, Susan and Arash. Susan is a great cook and being Armenian, she cooks great turkish and Greek as well as Armenians dishes. Wait till you taste her Yaprak sharma, Asuree porridge and her other specialties. Ashraf is a trained chef and now runs a manufacturing business processing and supplying premium smoked salmon to hotels and other established eateries. Ohh..and Susan makes her own wine 'tho I couldn't tell how good it is as I don't take alchohol but I've been told that hers is a splendid wine. Bravo !!
And did I tell you that Mr Garo will go and keep his mom's company every week? At 100 years old, she is still keeping busy but for a weak knee. |
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| Our last dinner together....we were all sad to leave behind friends who had touched our lives....and knowing that we might not see each other ever again....Garo Bey ve Susan cok cok tessekur ederim. Btw, this Sait Iskender Kebabcisi serves some delicious food and we went there for our meal frequently. it is just next to the Istinye Park |
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| Sait Iskender Kebabcisi was established in 1962...a good 59 years ago !! It serves one of the best Iskender Kebab (if not the best) in Istanbul. The kebab is made to perfection and you will definitely return to the shop for more... |
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I think this could very well be the tastiest Iskender kebab that I had had....at Sait Iskender. The freshly made bread and the sauce and yogurt are just perfect....topped with the buttered oil...ohh..heaven..
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Tavuk Izgara (grilled chicken) ....also to perfection....
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| Patlican izgara (grilled aubergine).....it's surprising how something so simple could taste so good....try it out for yourself.. |
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| The specialty of Sait Iskender Kebabcisi. While waiting for your order, you'll be served with meze (entree) consisting of 'pouffe' bread and this special "tulum' peynir (cheese). Don't be ashamed if you are caught still eating the entree when the main course is ready to be served at your table. In my case, the waiter had to 'forcefully' take away my meze plate because I refused to stop eating them! And the main course was getting cold. You see...the combination of a warm pouffe (or puffed-up) bread with the tulum cheese is really out of this world! the tulum (cheese marinated and aged in goat intestines) was specially mixed with butter and some herbs and then whisked to perfection. Can you now imagine the exquisite taste of this haunting tulum cheese? You simply must try this....i think you can't get this elsewhere but here.... |
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| A closing of a door....is it an opening of another? But....of course....it's just that it hurts to close it... |
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| Yeap.....another door will be opened........that's the way life goes....what we have now is just a journey. It is not the destination that matters, it's how we 'handle' and 'appreciate' the journey. Thank you God, for giving me this journey... |
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| Thank you May....for being a friend and for being there when i got stuck somewhere.... |
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| At the end of the day....our lives are just in a number of boxes that we have....if only we could compartmentalise and put our feelings into boxes and only think about it when and if we opened the boxes... that would have been simpler...2 years of memories in so many boxes... |
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| Thank you Sirma....for everything.... |
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| My final view of Istanbul..... |
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| And with this...I bid my farewell to Istanbul....and hope to return someday... |
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The Queen has left the Throne...errr....The Blogger has left The Blog.....
Goodbye Istanbul.....you remain in my heart till my last breath ! |
Prologue :
Today, the reader's counter has touched 10,019 hits so as promised, this post will be published today.
Thank you to my readers who have been following and giving feedback on this Blog. I hope that you have enjoyed my ranting and have gained some insight into Istanbul. It has been refreshing for me and I am now mulling if I should blog about my new place. Hmm....I wonder......
ISTANBUL....
Hos cakal, goodbye, au revoir, selamat tinggal, adios, sayonara, ciao, ...........
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