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Just a 'random' guy having emotions and some stuff he likes in this world.

Definitely feels like Paris!

It’s so cold in my blog, innit? It’s been a very long time since I posted my worthless -I’m just being polite ^^ - thoughts last. Of course I won’t go any further and make effortlessly f***ed up reasons. I’m no gentleman, yet. 

Being in Ankara would make me say ‘It feels like Paris’ only when I’m drunk. I’ve not drunk anything but water and organic milk today, I swear. It was not an extraordinary Sunday when I opened my dull eyes to the foggy, cloudy and immensely air-polluted day in Ankara. After my NLP tracks, (Think I need another post for these drug-like CDs. They’re really addictive.) I went out with my roomie. We stopped by around my university’s central campus. Thought it’d be nice to show him the interior which I find pretty vintage. Too many old buildings around that terribly resemble to the ones on HP movies. Anyways, I showed my ID pass to the stuff and thought we could just go on after that procedure.

That’s the point when we were beamed up to Paris!

I know it’s so vain to interrupt the story just when you’re focused on but I need to make it clear what ‘Paris’ means in that sentence. You may have seen - If u’re reading this post you’ve had seen it already! - La Fabuleux Destin D’Amelie Poulian. In this movie, There’s a beggar who tells Amelie that it’s Sunday and of course he doesn’t work on Sundays. He also says : ‘Merci’.

He was not a beggar. However, His intellectuality made me feel in safe!

The guy working at the security department of my faculty said that he knew Ottoman Language and he added that his wife was a translator and she knew French and English. I said to myself : ‘All of the people working in jobs like this must be like him.’. We had a proper(!) conversation that is terribly hard to find even when you’re in an intellectual town.(A sort of place where you can find writers, translators, artists, etc.) He also praised on me just because of my eyes shining for Japanese and simply for JP. 

In conclusion, Ankara went ‘Neverland’ just for a day and I’m thankful for greeting the neverland passing by. 

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