I had not perceived my childhood yet, I was pointed out that I am a mature and grown up person. My opportunity was all up, when I was occupied with discovering unknowns. I had to come to a conclusion, though ambiguous and incomprehensible.
I adopted the role, began the game and meanwhile referred to my gone wishes.
As if it was the reality. Those days – all of its moments – also were not without this ambiguity. Just an unattainable aura of its innocence quieten me.
My childish playfulness, like a fetus in my adulthood womb, was kicking me. I developed an idea in my mind and began my work. The idea spread out, they opened the door of their house to me. We sat around the same table and the talks began. They were not strangers anymore and I was not alone in the length of the route that its beginning was ambiguous and mysterious.