Turkish Man

Here's a short detailed account of a Turkish man I met online who's become a good friend of mine.  Rumor has it that the residents of Turkey are warm, friendly, and generous people who are curious about foreigners. Turkey really is a beautiful country with vast diverse landscapes and a long fascinating history of different civilizations that have settled there.  You'd need to taste the delicious cuisine, soak up the sun and history, and learn about the culture/traditions of the turkish people in order to appreciate what a diverse and unique country it is. 


  

Turkish Man from Bursa

                     A turkish man from Bursa reminds me so much of myself that the resemblance was eerily scary, I don't mean by looks but by personality.  A loner, who welcomes solitude and doesn't mind not having so many voices that drown out his own thoughts.  He loves to learn and read, and he's studying for his master's degree right now.  He's an English teacher.  We both love to go fishing, I laughed when I found out about that because only loners have the patience to sit there and wait for a fish to bite.  He makes me laugh at his poor attempts at telling me turkish jokes that are lost in translation.

                      Sometimes I feel his loneliness and his pain. 

                      I've hurt him deeply when I told him that if he said something critical or judgemental to me it wouldn't bother me or hurt me unlike some comment made by the one I love that cut deeply.  His reply was, "It's because you don't care about me."  I feel bad about that, and I've thought about it a few times.  We didn't talk for a few weeks after that conversation.  He knows what the situation is and that my feelings are for someone else. I've been honest with him from the beginning.

                      Here's a guy who wants to go to another city with me to see someone that I love and be there to catch me if I fall or if I get hurt.  He says he's concerned about me going there alone because of security reasons and also because of PKK activities in the Eastern region right now.  I asked him, "what will you be doing there?"  He said, "I'll wait for you and I'll bring my fishing pole and go fishing by the lake until you're ready to leave." He has volunteered to be my tour guide and to show me around other cities, and to be my translator.

                      He's ambitious, and business-minded.  We talked about import/export businesses and also, he came up with a great idea for a business that I think would work in the US.  I told him I'd help him if I could, as a friend.

                      Ok, most girls want to know, "Well, is he hot or not?"  A resounding "YES."  He reminds me of Vin Diesel (ok, maybe a turkish version), except he has short hair and not bald.  He's over 6 feet tall and lean.  All that is just icing on the cake and I don't care about that as much as his thoughtfulness.  He volunteered his brother's family, his friends, and his own place for me to pick a place to stay if I come visit in Bursa or Istanbul.  I told him, "Are you crazy? You can't volunteer other people who don't know me to let a stranger stay with them."  He said it was the norm in turkey and that turkish people love guests, and are hospitable.  I declined because I wouldn't feel comfortable staying with strangers, but his friend said he would take me to dinner.  He also gave me tons of advice about putting some money in Citibank to use the atm to get cash there, not taking travelers checks from AMEX, and said he would help me plan my itinerary. 

                       He lives alone, likes alternative music (some turkish rock), some love songs and wants to barbeque for me in his backyard.  He lives within walking distance of 3 famous mosques in Bursa (the Emir Sultan, Green Mosque, and Ulu Mosque).  They look beautiful in the pictures, and I'll be sure to visit and see them in person when I visit. 

                       I've also hurt him when I keep telling him that I care about him as a friend.  He said I know you don't have to keep repeating it.  I don't want him to mistake our friendship for something else.  Even though I know we can get along great and enjoy each other's company, I know that I don't love him.  He says I'm obsessed with the Kurdish guy and that's the only one I can see.  He says he knows how much I love the kurdish guy and that if someone loved him that much he would always treasure it and value it. 

                      He's a great friend and I don't want him to get tangled up in my love life and lose his friendship. 


  

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