I talk to you, I listen to you, but writing to you is a new experience for me....
I read this statement of the president far away from his country, in Wales where I’ve been living since 2013...
Think of a country where the citizens have become the three monkeys that see no evil, hear no evil...
We are in the midst of a transition. The old patriarchal world, which I call analog, is a world in which...
I visited Ethiopia for only three days, but that was enough for the cruelty of the system to burn my eyes...
In the analog era, our perception was shaped by certain images and...
Have you ever wondered about the act of speaking, about the words we say...
Since the 1990’s there has been a transition from the old analog world order to the new digital world order...
Between hundreds of years-old trees I’m searching for my past at top of the mountains...
My family and I used to live close to the world in an area called Kotli in Kashmir, in our poor village...
Rather than blindly go along with the commonly held concepts of crime...
The concept of “children at risk” should not only describe those who live...
Sorrow grows daily ever heavier as the culture of fear expands...
When we examine the system of government we have...
In Turkey, women are truly worried about the future...
Child brides are a big issue for eastern countries, as are young mums or teenage mothers for western...
The piece of land surrounded by water on three sides is turning into a country..
“Oh, but of course, you women have the right to speak!
I discovered a television show called Catfish while I was lying down...
The difference between Wales and Turkey When drawings being scribbled, colours dripping red...
On the 13th of May the Soma mining disaster caused by carbon monoxide poisoning left over 230 dead.
Three days ago a picture appeared on my Twitter timeline...
Together with Memet Ali Alabora the director of my play Mi Minor, Pinar Ogun the lead...
I confess; two and a half years ago, as an outcome of my intellect and my imagination...
Imagine you wake up one day, start your day as usual; you go on the tube with the Metro...
Over the last few weeks, I have been thinking about a sentence that is said to be mentioned in Turkish primary...
My name is Yangli. Once upon a time I was born in a small village called Liuyi in China...
Reality and pain are inevitably nested within each other...
Sometimes you fall tired inwardly from talking… from living withdrawn…
Pieces of innocent people just like dry leaves drifting away...
When woman opened her eyes she hated everything. She hated the misty air that darkened her room...
There are many examples of censorship imposed on artworks of all kinds including books...
I set my novel ‘Stop Hurting My Flesh’ in Turkey. In the novel, I wrote about a number...