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Anomaly

Being Different: Is It Wrong, or Just Unfamiliar? Wearing flip-flops with socks while playing outside, or speaking in reverse—these may seem like simple actions, but because they deviate from the norm, they’re often seen as “different” or even “weird.” But the real question is: Can being different truly be judged as right or wrong? Our behaviors and thoughts are often shaped by the unwritten rules of society—social norms. For example, no one explicitly says, “You can’t wear socks with flip-flops.” But because the majority doesn’t do it, it’s perceived as odd or even incorrect. That’s because what is seen as "right" is often simply what is most familiar to most people. The Power of Habit and Norms As human beings, we tend to get used to almost everything. Culture, religion, and traditions form certain habits and gradually push them into categories of "right" or "wrong." So much so that when we step outside those habits, we can start to doubt ourselves. Even...
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Flower

I bought a flower in September last year. It kept me company in my room and gave me peace with its presence. But a month later, I had to go out of town. I had other things on my mind and had completely forgotten about watering. When I returned home after a week's absence, my flower had withered, as I had expected. Grief, guilt and a feeling of emptiness came over me.  A year later, I kept expecting to see it on my way to the train to buy the same flower again. Fortunately, this September I was able to buy it again, and this time it was even more fragrant and bigger. I made a promise to myself: This time I would not only water it, I would give it all my good energy. I placed it in a place where it could see the sun smile and listen to the birds sing. At times it witnessed my sadness, at times my joy, at times my anger. There were even times when I poured my heart out to it; sometimes I listened to its silent presence and spoke. In the beginning everything was fine. But after a while...

Not knowing

I want to write today. But I don't know the subject. Not knowing. Actually, I can talk about it a little bit...  Lately, I don't know again.  Frankly , it would be more accurate to say I'm not sure. If you ask me which movie I like more or which food I like more, probably I cannot give you a clear answer. Most of the time in life I don't exactly have a "most". Sometimes I crave cocoa milk, sometimes strawberry, sometimes banana. Sometimes I want to wear vanilla-scented perfume, sometimes floral. My favorite color is both green and brown. This is just an example. Of course, I don't condemn myself to this uncertainty just because I can't make up my mind about the movie or the food. I'm like that in general when I make important decisions in my life, and especially lately I'm not sure about anything. The hardest thing is for the decisions I have to make. I want all or nothing at the same time. I need to draw a path I don't know, but I only hav...

Searching

A few days after my article on time, I was thinking about which book to read and Viktor Frankl's book "Man's Search for Meaning" came to my mind, which I had put off reading for a long time.  To be honest, I didn't know exactly what the book was about. I only started reading it because it was on my long-rotting reading list and I felt that the title might be the answer to my mood at the time. Unexpectedly, there were many quotes in the book that matched what I had written in my previous article. Was it a coincidence or was it really the answer to the search? Especially at that time, when I was struggling with the feelings of the search, witnessing the search of the people described in the book helped me to look at it from a different perspective.  When I look at my current situation, what makes me feel bad and scared is not being forced or knowing that I have to try too hard, but just not being able to want. This is what happens when one cannot find the answers th...

Time

Hello. A classic beginning... Sometimes classic beginnings feel better than no beginnings at all.  Time... One of the things I can't quite define in life. Apart from Einstein saying that time is relative. Our high school literature teacher said about time: "The week is not 7 days but 8, the day is not 24 hours but 25, the month is not 30 days but 31."  Especially in the last year, I have felt this by living more and more.  "To feel it by living... "  We can always feel it,  We can always know,  We can always live,  But it may not always be possible to feel by living.  The more one runs away and fears something, the more one encounters it. "The one who escapes is chased" is what I have been thinking for a long time about people and everything in life. Sometimes the more you strive for a person or a thing, the more it moves away from you. When you start to rest and stop, you become the person or thing that has to run away.   First of all, I tho...