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To Hurt When You Pity

Most of the love experiences that quickly start and end, thought to be experienced for nothing, almost have the same fiction as ‘The Tempest for Yearning’.   The conditions of the experiences become so complex that one chooses to blame the other: she left me, he cheated on me, she lied to me… Whereas this novel dives deeper into the very details of these experiences and takes out the harsh reality which is, most of the times, very difficult to face.

18.06.2009 | Radikal Book, Gokce Mine Olgun

Woman stands there all alone. The names, city or people don’t matter. It’s quite simple to add new faults to her own guilt book: chop off the relationships, disengage, chop off and insert more. While everyone around her decorate their invalid expectations, she refines and sharpens her knifes… how could it be possible for her to surrender to a man? To surrender means changing and transformation.

Generally novels tell and actually choose to tell stories about surrender because we all like listening fairy tails. Prince comes and wakes up the princess from her everlasting sleep with his touch. He unlocks her. Now words can fall down from her lips, the cursed apple that blocks the way is no more has the power… If she surrenders, then, how could she possibly hold on to her dissolved feeling of revenge? How could she possibly exchange her fear for love when that fear grows constantly inside her? Sometimes you cannot exchange! The fear of ‘self destruction’ first destroys your man. But the yearning of him creates a tempest and you disperse with it.

To surrender is not the direction.

Meltem Arikan’s journey in her new novel ‘The Tempest of Yearning’ does not have a direction to surrender. This time Arikan bathes in the non-existent, the impossible and the sine qua non waters. ‘The Tempest of Yearning’, is a novel that compels the limits of fiction with its narrative style and that leaks into the soul of her heroin. It is a feud where past, present and the future come close to each other with lots of connotations. Her heroin is constantly thinking and looking at her past. Maybe she is writing a poem about her existence. A very long poem, where she spreads the verses in between her narratives, occasionally appearing and then disappearing…

Woman undresses her soul not her body. Woman is transparent. She feeds her sorrows with hate. She had forsaken being like others. To travel from herself to time and unfamiliarity, she builds roads like a spider that spins inside. How the past dominates today and even the future is shown in an obvious, a sincere and frank way. With no hesitation, one thinks: in fact everyone knows the reasons of all the things they do and cannot do! This means to dare to forsake from delusions. And yet, we all surrounded by walls, limits, obstacles, mines. Aspects get tighter. Even motions are desperate.  

A woman from a crowd of women… The only reason why she is separated is because she surrenders to her inner voice that comes from deep down of her consciousness. Maybe to surrender to that voice is the only way she could survive in life. That’s the voice of guilt, the voice of death. The voice of growing scabs that keeps you alive. That’s the voice of the private funerals. After losing her mother in her childhood, woman can only trust, death. Death is her true friend that stands a moment ahead from her. Death wants to be the one. Woman leaves her loved ones because of death, to die again and again. Death creates a murderer out of her so that she can never hold on to life. Apart from all the sacred sorrows, is there any space left for freedom?

Story of Delfin and Yunus.(both meaning: Dolphin)

Yet woman’s name is Delfin. Man’s is Yunus. Delfin goes away. Delfin cannot hide behind the delusion about love and life. When constantly dreaming of death, how she could possibly settle into that secure island of love and surrender that tags the word ‘infinite’?  Delfin doesn’t know what kind of a road ‘choosing’ is. She underestimates the responsibilities and difficulties of it. She runs away with all the things she repressed, ignored. By taking all her feelings with her, she runs away. She takes the risk of losing because of her fear of losing. To demand and to know what to demand for is the most precious wisdom of all the learned.

Yunus understands her. Understanding means being desperate. Yunus petrifies. Would it be escaping as well if you let someone run away? Time is not the remedy. The smell of the woman streaming from past to present compresses everything. Yunus wants to resist his past. His past wants to capture today that’s why he is trying to hold on to other women. Cause to forget when you want to forget. To hurt when you pity. He gives sorrows to women as gifts, so that they can go and stab knifes to others. Scars that never be cured. Yunus longs for, that’s why he wants to forget. Dolphins can never forget. They can never forget even if they want to. And once for all Yunus refuges to dolphins.

Most of the love experiences which quickly starts and ends, thought to be experienced for nothing almost have this fiction. Sometimes this is how the third person comments like. At times, separation means stabbed arrows to hearts of both; the one who left and the one who was left behind. The conditions of experiences become so complex that one accepts the whole picture from the easiest and the most superficial point of view, choosing to blame the other: she left me, he cheated on me, she lied to me…
Whereas this novel dives deeper into the very details, and yes, it does not suggest any remedy for anyone. It presents the harshness of the reality which most of the times, very difficult to face. It’s maybe a bit dark, but there is a ray of light, it feels like there is… maybe with a surprise!