More environmentalist,more better!

In Turkey people have to use cheaper and more economic alternative fuels. Reason is so simple. Despite of locating very close to the oil-rich countries , In Turkey the prices of fuel is the second highest in the World after Norway, and it is same for prices of petrol and lpg. In Turkey, people dont want to pay more for gasoline which some users do not prefer to use such fuels for being not so environmentalist.

Due to the increases in fuel prices in the last two decades, vehicles owners have been starting to look for more cheap alternative fuels. There is a great alternative and much more environemtalist fuel for them . It is compressed natural gas that is used for cars and so popular all around the World.

Brazil is the fifth natural autogas user country all around the World. Argentina is the first country where people use natural gas for their vehicles. And I as a Turkish, I am afraid that Turkey has no place in this category. In Turkey, people will to profit by this cheap and environmentalist fuel but they can not take adventage of it because of lacking re-fuel stations. There are several re-fuel cng (compressed natural gas) stations around the country . That’s why CNG is still in dark in Turkey.

People do not intend to invest Money into this sector, because building a CNG fuel station need million dollars as I know, and investors need some support of the state for investing money into it. Turkey is not good at using CNG as an alternative fuel but within and without the region, it is one of the largest consumers of lpg.

Last month, I went to a west Black sea region tour with two sales specialist from the company to observe local lpg kits sellers in different cities around the region. What I saw during the tour is that everyday thousands of people convert their vehicles to LPG system and there is a huge lpg kit market in Turkey. And I figured out that increasing prices of gasoline does not agitate every citizen of Turkey, rather, such cases make kit sellers and autogas services so happy. When they hear that gasoline prices increased or will be increased, they begin to thank God, because when people hear the new increased prices, they start to rethink to convert their vehicles to lpg for saving more money. And autogas services make good business at that week untill to another increasing price news.

Until to find another and better alternative fuel, LPG is one of the most environmentalist and economic preferable fuel for vehicle owners in Turkey. If you are a Turkish, you have to pay much more tax both for your car and fuel together. There are still more than 2 million unconverted vehicles in traffic in Turkey and kit sellers aim to convert all cars to lpg in the future, not only provide a chance to save more money, but also participate to create a better environment.

Most of people afraid to convert their cars to lpg for a reason: The danger of explosion. If there was no danger, I think that the amount of unconverted cars would be less than 1 million today. Actually, there is no explosion danger today, because of the last technological sequential systems but people still not aware of this reality. Two decades ago converted vehicles did not converted properly and they cause not only a bad name for lpg but also cause danger in traffic today.

I wish that in the near future, we would see more CNG fuel stations and using CNG for our cars could spread to every corner of Anatolia. At that time, we could save more than when we use lpg and could avoid the danger of explosion of LPG. Because there is no explosion danger of CNG when we compare with LPG and gasoline.

A story that contains many!

Semra. She is my cousin but we have never have a chance to meet until last year. She was at her 25 and had a girl. She used to live in Tatvan with her family but she was in Istanbul when we met. We didnt know each other even though we are blood cousin but her story has attracted my attention pretty much after I heard about her.

She was at the end of her story when we see each other or honestly, she didnt even see me, she was not even in that condition. I saw her from a long distance in a miserable situation.

As I said, she was at the end of her story and the last section of this a scenario-long story passed away by struggling with cancer at hospitals. She wasted away in a year and fall into desrepair. The situation she was in smashed her up since she got ill.

Semra passed away in a slum hospital in a hot summer day with her all dreams to experince good days with her family in the future and left relatives in tears. We all say that death is a kind of benefaction and we should bless it as well. This eternal depature was a release from all the pain she had. I prayed for her to be recovered in no time but I believe that Allah knows the best for her and He took her along for a better life.

Name of the daughter of Semra is Viyan and she lives in Tatvan right now. She got back to home after she lost her mother. Even though so small but she still was aware of the situation and she could sense the death of her mother at that time. When she saw me at the first time, she called me with my name and made me so surprised. She saw my picture when she went to the home of my elder sister and asked my sister for who is the guy in the pic and my sister told her that his name is Arif and he is your uncle. She interestingly didnt forget my name and my visage since the day we met.

When I left from the place she was at, she asked me about her mother and said my mom is going to die and you all still keep it back from me though we all believed that her mother would be better , so we always tried to console her and make her believe to the return of her mother one day. But her m

other went to a place where is impossible to return from and left her daughter behind, all alone in this world.

Why do I recall this story after passing one year over it? The reason is a song. This Kurdish song was available before the story of Semra but if you listen the song , you will see that as if the song has been written to narrate the story of Semra after she passed away. Sometimes we are all think that some songs address to the feelings we have and they say the story of us, we say. But this song is really seems to be written for the story of Semra. She loved to listen this song and she was a great vocalist too. She already adopted the lyrics of the song when she was singing it at the boring room of the hospital.

The name of the song is Birindar which means ‘I am injured’ in English. Birindar mentions abroad, sickness, loneliness, vulnerability,longing, suffering and anything difficult you see in the scenario of her life. These words compose the summary of the time she left behind.

When I write the last part of this post, my mom has come and gave me more details about the sickness of Semra. And according to the information I got from my mom, there was a love story at the background of this 25 years-long tearful life. My mom explained that Semra was in love with Zülfikar who is a guy from the same village but elders of the family went against the marriage of them and they gave Semra to another guy from another village. Once, when Semra returned to the village to visit her family, she saw Zülfikar at entrance of the village and had fainted. After this incident, my mom said that she became ill and getting worse gradually. And she said the pain of being separated from each other caused the death of Semra. This story can come so arabesque and simple to you but everyday, tens of such love stories happen at the land of Eastern of Turkey because of ignorance. Solution? Education!

Here is the original song you can listen to feel this miserable story.

http://fizy.com/#s/3w3k97

does someone look for some adventure?

Yesterday I met with one of my old acquaintance friends. He complained about staying in Turkey and he said that he is like a slave in Turkey. As he said, he is not so satisfied and pleased with his life. ''My life would be same here in this country for a lifetime and it never change, I know'' he said. He is obviously looking for something adventure. 'So, do you have a plan to change this fate?' I asked. 'I dont know, maybe!' he said. 'İt seems that there is a ray of hope for you!' I respond. 'Actually,' he said with a murmuring sound, 'there is a way.' 'I met a girl from Brazil and she is 7 years older than me and she loves me, I think I love her too.' he began to explain. 'Since last year' he told me when I asked 'Since when you talked to her?'.

He said 'No one knows this but you, Arif', and went on as saying 'not even my family'. 'How do you know she a trusted one?' I asked. 'She told me everything about herself and she is ready to send me money to buy a ticket to fly to Brazil.' he said. 'Wow!' I said, 'go to see her then!'

'She wants me to stay with her and work in brazil!' he continued. 'What about the language? You are not even able to speak English, let aside the language of Brazil!' I asked with curious eyes. He doubtfully responded that 'She told me that she will send me a language course to learn portuguese, she said that learning portuguese is not so hard if you live in Brazil.'

'That s so nice then!' I said, 'I would try if I was you!' I said. 'Look Arif' he went on after I encouraged him, 'you are an educated person, you could be faced with such situations or maybe know more people have such experiences, so I am so happy to have a chance to take your advices here' he said.'Please dont make fun of this serious situation, ok?'

'Why should I have do that?, I am so serious when I said I would try' I said by making it clear for him.

'But I still have some hesitations ' he said. 'I dont know I could be happy with her.'

'As I understood from your words, she loves you so much' I started to recount, 'İf you believe that you love her too, then what could be the obstacle before your happiness?' I asked her.

'Difference of culture?' he stated with an undecided sound. 'I am afraid that the difference of cultures could cause a miserable end to this love!' he said.

'Go to try Şakir, go to be happy with her!' I said.

We both looked each others and I think we both thought the same things: Marriage is not a matter of trying! So you have to know opposite pretty well and internet is not a good way to do it.

My advice to him was that he should go to Brazil and meet that girl in a closer way to know her better. If they can sense that they can get along well and can do it for a lifetime, then they should not think more to marry.

İnternet is a common way of dating and meeting of couples today and it will be more common in the future. I think no one will find this way of meeting so strange in the near future.

Green fingers Şekernaz and her lovely garden

If you live in a metropolis, you have less chance to eat natural and organic foods, and you have to pay much more Money to purchase it. It is harder to buy such foods for those who earn a bare living in a big city. That is why most of people who have to live in metropolises prefer to buy in unhealthy hormonal and cheap fruits and vegetables.

Some urbanites are more lucky to possess a small garden for farming and planting. They love farming, because they came from such a peasant culture. My mom is one of them. She spent her 20 years at village and 10 years by farming before we migrated from Tatvan. Sometimes I have been asking her for which place is more likeable among countryside and city, and her respond mostly in favor of city but of course she couldnt prevent herself to put her countrysid

e yearning into words. What she desires is to leave from the city during all summertime and spent her hot summer days in the chilly nights of the village. She wants to stay in the city during winter times. She longs for the fresh air beneath branches of the trees near the river. We have two piece of lands in Tatvan and both are down by the river and have a great location if we compare to the other lands in the village. My mom misses the walnut, apple, pear and plum trees on the mids of the land and misses planting and watering natural vegetables.

We used to live in Güngören in İstanbul in a flat without even a small garden. We lived there more than ten years and we moved to another district named Esenyurt. Esenyurt is a bit far from the city center but it is still a nice place to live. It is a new developing district and apartments a bit cheaper here, so many people begin to buy flats and move to this place. Apart from transportation, I have no other complaint. And I got used tol ive here.

We have a small garden in back of the apartment and my mom uses the place for planting and watering. She look after pepper, tomato and green beans plants in the garden. Aside from the plants in the patch, she has various flowers planting in the eaten yogurt buckets at home. She puts them on the windowsill and on the marble stones of balconies. She grows pepper plants at home and my dad thinks that his wife has green fingers. We are all give him right to say so. he loves to

Several days ago, I was at home and my mom again went down to water flowes and trees in the garden. She asked me to help her and It was my pleasure to do. When I saw her that she closes everything with a great tenderness, I said inside that I should not let this opportunity slip away and I took my camera to shot her while she was busy with. I took her pictures to publish on my blog.