Letter to my 5 year old self!

Welcome to my personal blog, which I wrote only once a year. First of all, I apologize for not writing last year. I chose the subject of this year's writing as "a return to essence". This article was written with the intention of expressing my thoughts that I could not share while communicating with you and others directly.

A snapshot from the time I was contemplating.

Like most people, I try to review my life on a regular basis. Especially in the evenings during the summer period, in the beautiful streets of Summertown, Oxford. As many of you, I think on what's going well with my work, not so well, or even think on some technical problems that I'm dealing with etc. I have to confess that in usual I think on more abstract concepts: life, relationships, my friends (you), my childhood, my teenage period, early 20s or the key decisions that I have taken and these kind of stuff. But in doing so, unlike ever, for the last two years, I had to look at the issue from a different angle due to having and being responsible for a baby. In basic terms, for the last 2 years, there has been someone in our lives who is physically in need of me and my wife, who wants constant attention, constantly developing, and emotionally reciprocating. Moreover, he physically looks like a clone of myself. In other words, it's like sharing your life with your own miniature.

Safranbolu, the town I grew up in.

For this reason, I constantly remember memories of my childhood years, especially the part between 3-5 years old that I passed in Safranbolu with my large family. Sometimes I even get snapshots that I never remembered before. Of these, the memories that most impressed me, perhaps the most longing for me, were those of my grandfather, who I lost when I was 5 years old. For me, a period since which life certainly does not continue the same. I'm sure everyone has an age to feel growing up, and mine is 5 years old. If I had a chance to have a time machine, it would definitely be the time when I was 5 years old. 

The Office

Let me put it this way: I am in a very happy period of my life right now. And in the name of what I have, I am always in a state of gratitude. But I know to the deepest that in the rest of my life, no matter what beauty happens to me, I will never be as happy as this period in my childhood. I am not upset about that but it is just what it is. Ok, so at the beginning of the article, I did not plan to be very emotional, and as of this point, I want to put an end to this part.

My dear friends, who live in the UK, Turkey and elsewhere in the world, I'd like to thank you for remembering me with your kind messages. That means a lot although we cannot keep in touch with each other due to the busyness of the modern age.  Maybe we have a long-standing friendship from the elementary school years, maybe we just met last month or haven't even met yet, as a person who is moving towards being middle-aged, I promise to try to get rid of the competitive lifestyle required by the modern age. Please remember that I am a step away from you whenever you need me.

Yours sincerely,

Farukhan