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Duygularınıza tercüman olacak hikayeler arıyorsanız doğru adrese geldiniz. Gerçek hayattan esinlenerek kurgulanmış yaşanmış gerçek hikayeler ile her hafta yeni duygulara birlikte yelken açacağız. Sizleri derinden etkileyen duygusal hikayelerin yanı sıra ibretlik yaşam hikayeleri ile bazen birinci ağızdan bazen de üçüncü ağızdan hikayelerimizi anlatacağız. Hikayelerimizi ailenizle birlikte gönül rahatlığı ile hem izleyebilir hem de dinleyebilirsiniz. Hikayeler hakkındaki duygularınızı ve görüşlerinizi de yorumlarda mutlaka bizimle paylaşın.
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00:00What does it feel like to lose someone without being able to say goodbye?
00:03Does it hurt to not be able to hug one last time?
00:06But can a lifetime of friendship fit into a bowl of tarhana soup?
00:11They say tarhana is a cure for all ailments.
00:14The cure for loneliness is hidden in tarhana soup, my dear friends.
00:18In this story, we find a great friendship contained within a bowl of tarhana soup.
00:24And then we will witness great regret.
00:27If you're ready, we can move on to our story. Enjoy the show.
00:32Don't forget to subscribe to the True Stories channel and like the video.
00:38The doorknob was ice cold again.
00:40Semih slowly inserted the key into the lock.
00:44The gentle sound of a breeze coming from inside sent shivers down his spine.
00:48The biting cold of Erzurum had seeped through the walls of the house, practically permeating the rooms.
00:54He took off his shoes. His cracked soles were now accustomed to the cold of the ground.
01:00He hung his thin coat on the wall.
01:02The creaking of the wooden floor beneath him was like an echo of his loneliness.
01:08This was his third year in this old house.
01:11This house has a leaky roof, no heating, and the wind comes in through the windows.
01:16For him, it was both a shelter and a test.
01:19His father was a civil servant awaiting retirement.
01:24Her mother was a woman weary of time, lost in silence at home.
01:30Semih works day and night so as not to be a burden to them.
01:33When he returned from his job at the soup kitchen, he sought a warm bowl of soup instead of worrying.
01:39He came home from school a little earlier than usual that day.
01:43A cold cloud had settled over Erzurum, the sky like a leaden layer.
01:51At the end of the street, he saw an old man sitting in the garden of an old two-story building.
01:57He was sitting on a small stool, his arms crossed over his body, his head bowed.
02:02He was wearing a thin jacket.
02:05He nodded in greeting as he passed by.
02:08The old man nodded slightly.
02:10Semih had seen this man a few times before, but had never spoken to him.
02:15At that moment, all he could think about was his shift at the soup kitchen.
02:20That evening, while washing the dishes at the soup kitchen, she thought of that man again.
02:24Her wrinkled face, her silent gaze, her body shivering in the cold—they wouldn't leave his mind.
02:30When he got home, he threw some wood into the stove.
02:34She wrapped herself in her blanket and glanced through her books.
02:36When she woke up in the morning, she took her school bag as usual and opened the door.
02:42It's the same man again, the same stool again.
02:45This time his hands were in his pockets.
02:48Semih approached and greeted him.
02:51Peace be upon you, uncle, good morning.
02:53How are you? said Semih.
02:55"What was I, brother? I'm fine, how about you? What about you?" the man asked.
02:59He then asked the man's name and learned it was Semih and Osman.
03:04He had never heard the name before.
03:06Osman.
03:07Semih smiled slightly and continued walking.
03:11She didn't realize it at the time, but that brief greeting was the first step that would change the course of her life.
03:18Three days later, as I passed through the same street again in the morning, Uncle Osman was gone.
03:24At that moment, Semih thought to himself, "He probably hasn't come out today."
03:28He went to and from school.
03:30He made it to his shift at the soup kitchen in the evening.
03:33While she was rinsing the dishes, the neighborhood grocer came in.
03:36Semih often chatted with him.
03:39He asked the grocer while drying his hands.
03:41Brother, you know that old man across from our house, Uncle Osman?
03:46Do you know who he is or what he's like?
03:49Of course I know him, brother, he's one of the old watchmen.
03:52He was a lion of a man, back in the day.
03:54But now, look what fate has done, he said.
03:58"Why is she alone?" Semih asked.
04:01The grocer has children, but they don't want him.
04:04Actually, it's not the children who don't want it, it's the brides.
04:07He had taken out a loan for his youngest son some time ago.
04:09His salary was garnished because the child didn't pay.
04:11Then nobody took responsibility, he said.
04:14After that, Semih always asks the grocer for stale bread.
04:18"I noticed," he said.
04:20He asks, brother, he asks.
04:22It takes whatever is left from yesterday.
04:24But he pays his debt on time every month.
04:27"Let me help," I said.
04:28He refused.
04:29He is honorable, he is proud.
04:32"He's a true 'Dadaş' (a term used to describe someone from Erzurum)," said the grocer.
04:34Semih's throat tightened.
04:36When he returned home that evening, he didn't put any wood in the stove.
04:40She simply wrapped herself in her blanket and fixed her gaze on the crack in the wall.
04:45He couldn't sleep.
04:47Throughout the night, that crack in his eye deepened, as if it were Uncle Osman's fate.
04:52The next day, he decided not to attend the last class of school.
04:56He made up an excuse and got permission from the teacher.
04:58He went straight home after leaving.
05:00Uncle Osman was sitting in the garden again.
05:02This time she had a teacup in her hand.
05:05Semih slowly approached him.
05:08"Peace be upon you, Uncle Osman," said Semih.
05:12Wa alaikum assalam.
05:13"Peace be upon you, brother," Uncle Osman replied.
05:17Semih asked, "You must be cold, why don't you come in and offer me some tea?"
05:23"Thanks, brother, I'm fine here," Uncle Osman replied.
05:27Seeing that Uncle Osman was hesitant, Semih,
05:31"My friends have returned home."
05:33I don't feel like eating dinner alone tonight.
05:36My mother sent some delicious tarhana soup.
05:39"Couldn't we share it with a spoon?" he asked.
05:42Uncle Osman slowly raised his head.
05:45Her eyes were slightly moist, but she didn't show it on her face.
05:48"Well then, I won't disappoint you," he said.
05:52That evening, Semih placed two bowls of tarhana soup in his small kitchen.
05:56Some bread to share, and some salty cheese on the side.
05:59Uncle Osman stirred the soup, sighing as he looked at its aroma.
06:04She brought the first spoonful to her mouth and closed her eyes.
06:08Semih noticed.
06:10"Was it your favorite soup, Uncle Osman?" Semih asked.
06:13"The smell of this soup reminds me of my youth."
06:16My wife used to do it a lot.
06:18I haven't drunk anything this good since he passed away.
06:22Now it's all about potatoes," he said.
06:25By the way, when Uncle Osman says "kartol," he means potatoes.
06:30Semih hid his feelings in the steam rising from the plate.
06:33He responded with just a smile.
06:36"Enjoy your meal, Uncle Osman."
06:38There are a few things in the cupboard too.
06:40"From now on, we'll eat together in the evenings," said Semih.
06:44Uncle Osman became emotional again,
06:46"Okay brother, okay, may no harm come to you," he replied.
06:51For the first time, the house was filled not with silence, but with the warmth of another voice.
06:56This meal, which began with tarhana soup, laid the foundation for a future friendship.
07:01Semih lit the stove even more that night.
07:04Because that house was now warming not only her own heart, but also another heart burdened with the weariness of years.
07:11The next morning, for the first time, Semih didn't feel a tightness in his chest as soon as he woke up.
07:17The smoldering ashes of the stove still retained their warmth.
07:20He got out of bed and looked out the window.
07:23Uncle Osman wasn't in his usual spot.
07:26Perhaps he was still asleep.
07:28Semih looked in the bread cupboard to find breakfast.
07:32There was half a stale loaf of bread and some cheese left.
07:35She boiled the water for the tea in a small pan.
07:38After quickly eating her breakfast, she put her books in her bag.
07:43Just as he was about to leave through the door, a feeling welled up inside him.
07:47He opened the cupboard again.
07:48He put half the loaf of bread and the remaining cheese in a bag.
07:52She also added a few tea bags and some olives.
07:55He walked out the door.
07:56He headed towards the garden gate.
07:58He knocked on Uncle Osman's door.
08:01After a moment's pause, the door slowly opened.
08:04It was clear that Uncle Osman had just woken up.
08:07But his eyes were sleepless.
08:09"Good morning, Uncle Osman, I apologize for disturbing you," said Semih.
08:12Uncle Osman replied, "Good morning, brother, not at all."
08:17I brought a few things for breakfast.
08:19I'll stop by the soup place and then go to school.
08:21"Perhaps you'd like to have a snack too," said Semih.
08:25Uncle Osman looked at the bag.
08:27Then to Semih's face.
08:28"My son, can you even provide for yourself that you bring all this to me?" he said.
08:32Semih smiled and said, "I usually eat soup at the soup place at night anyway."
08:36I didn't want these to go to waste, he said.
08:38"May God be pleased with you," Uncle Osman said in a shy voice.
08:43Days passed.
08:44Even though they didn't drink tarhana soup together every evening, they somehow started to have a shared meal together.
08:50Sometimes, on his way home from school, Semih would buy two pastries and stop by Uncle Osman's place.
08:55Uncle Osman would object each time, but then agree in order not to hurt Semih's feelings.
09:01One evening, Semih brought home some soup made with leftover chicken broth from the soup shop.
09:06As she heated the soup she'd brought in a paper bag in a small pot in Uncle Osman's kitchen, the ticking of the old clock on the wall filled the room.
09:14Semih asked at one point.
09:16Uncle Osman, what do your children do for a living? he asked.
09:20Uncle Osman first looked silently at the window.
09:23It had started snowing again outside.
09:26One is a teacher, the other works in industry.
09:29"My daughter is a housewife," he said.
09:31"Don't they ever call you?" Semih asked.
09:34They call from time to time, but everyone has their own routine.
09:37A woman of the house doesn't want another man.
09:39"I don't want to disrupt anyone's routine either," said Uncle Osman.
09:43Semih bowed his head.
09:45You are their father.
09:47"You're the pillar of the house and the order of things," Semih said.
09:51Later, he regretted saying that and blamed himself.
09:55Uncle Osman pursed his lips.
09:58Being a pillar is one thing, being a burden is another.
10:02I'm old now.
10:04They're also looking into each other's eyes at home.
10:07If those eyes don't want me, my son will also stop looking into them and won't be able to see me.
10:13Semih was speechless.
10:16One night, when the snow had started falling heavily and the stove was about to go out, there was a knock at Uncle Osman's door.
10:22Semih entered.
10:24She's carrying a cloth bag containing several packets of dry food.
10:29Uncle Osman was surprised when he opened the door.
10:32What is this now? he said.
10:33Our cupboard is broken, Uncle Osman.
10:36My friends are already in evening classes.
10:39We can't eat together.
10:41Keep these supplies with you.
10:43Otherwise it will spoil, said Semih.
10:45Uncle Osman first looked at the bag, then into Semih's eyes.
10:49She quietly picked up the bag.
10:51He understood, but he didn't want to upset Semih.
10:54You brought it without holding a grudge again.
10:57"I'll accept it without hesitation," he said to Semih.
11:00Enjoy your meal, uncle.
11:02"If the refrigerator worked, I wouldn't have bought it," said Semih.
11:05But he knew Uncle Osman didn't believe him.
11:08Your tongue doesn't know lies, brother.
11:10"Thank you," said Uncle Osman.
11:12From that day on, Uncle Osman gradually began using Semih's supplies in his kitchen.
11:18A few days later, when Semih returned from school, his door was open.
11:22Uncle Osman called from inside.
11:25"Brother Semih, come inside," said Uncle Osman.
11:29Semih took off his jacket and went inside.
11:32The table was set in the kitchen.
11:34There were two plates, two spoons, rice on one plate, and boiled potatoes.
11:40"Let me host you today," I said.
11:42Semih was surprised.
11:43"You went to so much trouble, Uncle Osman."
11:45I didn't want to tire you out, I said.
11:47Today I felt like setting the table for someone.
11:50"Sit down and let's eat together," said Uncle Osman.
11:52Semih sat down at the table with tears in his eyes.
11:55"The rice looks delicious, Uncle Osman."
11:58"Didn't we cook enough meals on duty in the past?"
12:00We understand too, brother.
12:02"But I saw the recipe for this on television," said Uncle Osman.
12:06That meal became an unforgettable memory for Semih.
12:10When he returned home that night, for the first time, he didn't feel tired after his shift at the soup kitchen.
12:15It was as if an emptiness inside him had been filled with a plate of warm rice.
12:20The following week, Semih went to the market and bought some legumes and breakfast items.
12:25He also bought a small gas stove.
12:26Because Uncle Osman's looked dangerous.
12:29This time, he took her home without making any excuses.
12:33"Uncle Osman, your household is in a lot of trouble."
12:35I bought this. It's easy to install.''
12:38Uncle Osman looked like he was about to object, but Semih put his hand on his shoulder.
12:42"When have I ever been a burden to you?"
12:44"Don't be a burden to me either. This is a gift. Nothing more."
12:49Uncle Osman silently nodded his head.
12:51Semih had now started eating at Uncle Osman's house as much as he used to eat at his own home.
12:57The courses in my final year of university had become demanding, but the peace I felt from eating a few bites of food in that kitchen in the evenings was worth all the fatigue.
13:04One evening, Uncle Osman quietly looked out the window and then asked.
13:09"Where are you from?"
13:11"That's Uncle Osman from Uşak," said Semih.
13:14"It's a beautiful country. Lots of greenery. Are there many lonely elderly people there too?"
13:20Semih sighed and said, "There are many. Loneliness knows no boundaries, Uncle Osman."
13:28Uncle Osman avoided eye contact.
13:30"Brother, loneliness doesn't just rot the person, it rots the voice. When there's no one to talk to, even your voice starts to sulk."
13:40Semih found this sentence profound enough to write it in his notebook, but at that moment he simply remained silent.
13:45Because that silence already spoke volumes about how two people become brothers and sisters over a bowl of soup.
13:51The morning after falling asleep in the library, Semih woke up and immediately reached for his phone.
13:58The morning call to prayer had just been recited.
14:01It was still dark outside.
14:03He rubbed his hands together and stood up.
14:05The final months of senior year were approaching, and projects and exams were intertwined.
14:10Along with the worry of making ends meet, the question of what they would do after graduation kept swirling in her head.
14:17Nevertheless, even though he was exhausted, the bowl of soup he ate with Uncle Osman in the evenings eased the weariness of the few memories they shared.
14:26He knew.
14:27That morning, he stopped by the soup shop early and bought breakfast for two.
14:32He made menemen in a small pot.
14:35As usual, he knocked on the door.
14:37When the door opened, he found Uncle Osman standing there, looking a little more tired but with a smile on his face.
14:44"Brother, your arrival is like morning tea. You smell wonderful," said Uncle Osman.
14:50"I'll be late for school today. I made menemen (a Turkish egg dish). I thought we could have breakfast together. It'll be a welcome change for me too," said Semih.
14:58Semih entered. The steam rising from the pot fogged up the kitchen windows.
15:03Uncle Osman placed an old radio on the windowsill.
15:06An old folk song started playing on the radio.
15:09"If I leave, my instrument, you will remain in this world."
15:12Uncle Osman hummed the folk song.
15:15Semih was surprised.
15:17"Uncle Osman, you have a beautiful voice. I used to sing at mosque gatherings when I was young. Then I stopped singing."
15:23"Why didn't you tell me, Uncle Osman?"
15:25"There's a difference between talking and singing, brother. When you talk, the person you're talking to falls silent."
15:31"But when folk songs are sung, memories begin to speak," said Uncle Osman.
15:36Semih averted his eyes. Because at that moment, he too couldn't silence his own memories.
15:42That morning's breakfast was the longest breakfast they had ever had.
15:47Uncle Osman talked a little more. Semih began to understand his past more clearly.
15:52When Hatun passed away, the sound inside the house ceased.
15:57The smell of coffee in the morning, the sound of spoons clinking in the kitchen.
16:02They all fell silent.
16:04"After that day, I withdrew into myself. When the children established their own routines, I was left out of it," said Uncle Osman.
16:13"Didn't anyone want you to stay with them?" Semih asked.
16:17"Okay. But one day my granddaughter's mother said, 'Didn't my father stay home a little too much?'"
16:24That sentence broke my heart.
16:26"At that moment I realized I no longer had a home. I only had a place to stay," said Uncle Osman.
16:32"Uncle Osman's hair has turned very gray," said Semih.
16:35"That's life, brother, that's life, Semih. What kind of sentence can we leave behind that isn't too heavy?" said Uncle Osman.
16:42Semih's own eyes welled up with tears as he handed the last cup from the teapot to Uncle Osman.
16:49Before drinking his tea, Uncle Osman gently took Semih's hand and said, "You've become more like a son to me than my own son."
16:59As the days passed, Uncle Osman became more than just a neighbor to Semih; he was like a living book full of life lessons.
17:06Uncle Osman filled not only the loose change in Semih's pocket, but also the voids in his soul.
17:12He told a few more stories each evening.
17:15As Semih listened to those stories, he was thinking about both his own past and his future.
17:22One evening, while Uncle Osman was sitting in his chair in deep silence, Semih brewed some tea and sat down beside him.
17:29"Why are you so quiet today, Uncle Osman?"
17:32"It's my birthday today, brother. We don't usually celebrate, but I just got carried away," said Uncle Osman.
17:40Semih flinched and said, "Really? Why didn't you tell me?"
17:45"Because now, instead of adding another year to the calendar, another silence is being added."
17:50"As people get older, they count not the years that have passed, but the moments of loneliness," said Uncle Osman.
17:57"Counting loneliness. What a profound sentence, isn't it, my dear friends?"
18:01Semih immediately ran to the kitchen.
18:04She took some cheese, walnuts, and candy out of the cupboard.
18:08He prepared a small plate and placed it in front of her.
18:10"My mother always prepared a plate like this for my birthday too."
18:13This is for you too. Let's celebrate together," he said.
18:17Uncle Osman's eyes welled up as he looked at the plate.
18:20"I've never celebrated a birthday in my life, but I'll never forget this birthday," he said.
18:25That night, Uncle Osman slowly told his story.
18:30Semih listened to all of them without interrupting.
18:33Uncle Osman's youth, the story of how he met his wife, his time as a watchman, night shifts, mornings in the rain...
18:41Each anecdote was filled with words that warmed Semih's heart but also burned his eyes.
18:47"Brother, you're protecting people's sleep by standing guard in the cold night."
18:51But you're losing your own sleep.
18:53I left my youth under the streetlights.
18:57Everyone's at home. I'm outside.
18:59Every morning when my wife opened the door, she would put a bowl of soup on the table for me.
19:03"I can smell the soup coming from you now," said Uncle Osman.
19:08"Do you know, Uncle Osman?"
19:10I sometimes carry the burden of my family too.
19:12My father is about to retire, but he has a lot of debt.
19:15My mother is quiet because it takes strength to confide in someone.
19:18My mother is tired.
19:20"I study and work in this city, but sometimes the exhaustion that overwhelms me makes me unrecognizable," said Semih.
19:29Semih didn't come home that night until the stove was out.
19:32She quietly spread her blanket in front of Uncle Osman's stove and fell asleep there.
19:37When he opened his eyes in the morning, Uncle Osman was by the window.
19:42Another folk song was playing on the radio.
19:44This time Semih joined in, singing, "I'll pierce you through and through, mountains!"
19:49Winter in Erzurum had given way to spring.
19:52But spring arrives late in Erzurum.
19:55Summer, however, says hello and leaves.
19:57The ice on the sidewalks melts slowly and gently.
20:00Neither spring nor summer arrives in Erzurum very quickly.
20:03The ice that remained in places had begun to melt, and the warm spring sun was shining through the soup shop's display window.
20:09Semih was nearing the end of his graduation exams, counting the days with a great deal of confusion in his mind.
20:16The future was an unknown that filled him with excitement.
20:20A software company in Ankara had submitted a bid.
20:23She wanted to leave, but the thought of those she would leave behind made her heart ache.
20:28Especially leaving Uncle Osman behind.
20:32Uncle Osman had become even more withdrawn in recent weeks.
20:36Even its window was mostly closed.
20:38Semih would greet us from the doorway each time he passed by, but he received no response.
20:44There was a weariness in her eyes that he couldn't decipher.
20:48It wasn't a weariness that came with old age, but a deeper one.
20:52Perhaps it was the weight of a lifetime that he carried on his shoulders.
20:56One evening, on his way home from work, he found Uncle Osman sitting on the stones at the entrance to the garden.
21:03His hands were trembling.
21:04He ran to her.
21:05"Are you alright, Uncle Osman?" he said.
21:09Uncle Osman lifted his head.
21:11Her face was deeply lined, and her eyes held a hazy sadness.
21:17"I'm fine, brother, maybe just a little bit of spring sickness," he said.
21:21Semih sat next to him.
21:24They sat in silence for a while.
21:26The spring breeze swayed the tree branches, and garbage bags rustled against the walls of the houses.
21:33"Uncle Osman, I received an offer from Ankara."
21:37Maybe I'll find a job there, but leaving you behind breaks my heart.
21:41"But I'll always send you tarhana soup, I promise," said Semih.
21:46Uncle Osman smiled.
21:48Her smile was mixed with sadness.
21:51"Brother, this world keeps turning, and water always finds its own course."
21:55Sometimes people don't realize what they've left behind.
21:58But remember, loyalty is about looking back," he said.
22:02Semih searched for meaning in these words.
22:04"It was as if Uncle Osman wanted to say goodbye."
22:07But he didn't feel like considering that possibility.
22:11"I want you to leave."
22:13Have a safe journey.
22:14But will you come again someday?
22:16Let's drink tarhana soup together.
22:19"If we brew some tea in a samovar for old times' sake, then we'll be in heaven," said Uncle Osman.
22:25Semih avoided eye contact.
22:27His throat tightened.
22:28"It will work if you brew it," he said.
22:31Uncle Osman simply nodded his head.
22:33Then he got up and walked home.
22:37It was the first time Semih had seen her walking so slowly.
22:40With each step, it was as if he was leaving another memory behind.
22:44When he reached the door of the house, he didn't turn back.
22:47The door creaked shut slightly.
22:50Semih couldn't sleep that night.
22:53The idea of going to Ankara doesn't feel like a victory,
22:55It felt like an abandonment inside.
22:58A week later, she packed her suitcase.
23:01He said goodbye to the master chef at the soup restaurant.
23:04The final stop was Uncle Osman's house.
23:06He knocked on the door.
23:08It didn't open.
23:09It rang again.
23:10Silence.
23:11The door was ajar, but he didn't dare go inside.
23:15There was a note tucked into the door.
23:18"Have a safe journey, brother."
23:21The world keeps turning.
23:22Spring passes.
23:23But friendship endures.''
23:26It was written in the note.
23:27Semih clutched the note tightly in his hands.
23:30It was hard to turn back and leave, but sometimes life teaches you to keep walking even in the most difficult times.
23:35Semih left Erzurum that day.
23:39That first year in Ankara was a period of great change in Semih's life.
23:45She had now graduated from university and started working at the company where she had done her internship.
23:50His roommates had dispersed, and his old life in Erzurum had practically been erased.
23:55The hustle and bustle of life, the process of adjusting to the new job, and the new routines of the city had gradually begun to loosen the ties they had shared from the past.
24:04She had called Uncle Osman a few times in the first month, but after that, she didn't even get a chance to hear his voice.
24:11At first, she felt a slight sense of guilt every morning on her way to work, but over time that feeling lessened.
24:19People got used to it.
24:21Out of sight, out of mind.
24:24He had never sent the tarhana soup he had promised Uncle Osman.
24:29In the back of his mind, he had the thought that he would go to Erzurum sometime and give it to them face-to-face.
24:34But that moment never came.
24:37One morning, while flipping through the newspaper in the company's tea room, a small news item about Erzurum caught his attention.
24:43In a neighborhood fire, an elderly man's house was damaged, but he was rescued by his neighbors.
24:51Semih's eyes suddenly froze.
24:53The news report didn't mention the neighborhood by name, but the name sounded familiar.
24:57Uncle Osman lived in that neighborhood.
24:59A feeling of unease came over him.
25:01He immediately grabbed the phone and called his former landlord in Erzurum.
25:05The woman answered the phone with a voice that was a little surprised and a little tired.
25:09"How is Uncle Osman? Was his house damaged?" Semih asked quickly.
25:14The woman was silent for a moment.
25:17Then, his voice cracking, he replied.
25:19Don't you know, my dear?
25:21"What happened?" Semih asked, his voice trembling.
25:25Uncle Osman passed away three months ago.
25:28"He had a heart attack, the neighbors noticed in the morning," the woman said.
25:32At that moment, the ground seemed to disappear from under Semih's feet.
25:36A cold sweat trickled down his back.
25:37His throat tightened, and not a word came out of his mouth.
25:41The woman's voice echoed in his ears.
25:45Hardly anyone came to his funeral either.
25:47He had two or three old acquaintances.
25:49Nobody claimed him.
25:51He was buried in the municipal cemetery due to poverty.
25:54What a pity for the man!
25:55She added.
25:57As soon as Semih hung up the phone, he rushed outside.
26:00He was trembling to the core.
26:02He sat on the bench.
26:04He closed his eyes.
26:05Uncle Osman's last words were about the tea they drank together in the garden, the stove they lit, and the stories they told.
26:13It all flashed before his eyes like a film reel.
26:17She started crying at that moment.
26:19Not like a child, not like suppressed emotions.
26:22He wept with the ache that burns inside a remorseful adult.
26:25Nobody saw it.
26:27But something inside him broke there.
26:30Everything related to friendship…
26:33He went on leave a week later.
26:35His return journey from Ankara to Erzurum was silent.
26:38She was sitting by the window on the bus, her eyes fixed on the mountains.
26:42The return was a confrontation for him.
26:44She had a small bag in her hand.
26:46He still has that tarhana inside him.
26:47It no longer mattered.
26:49But he still carried it with him.
26:52Perhaps this was an atonement he would offer to his own conscience.
26:55When he got off the bus, his first stop was the old neighborhood.
26:59He walked past the soup shop.
27:01Someone else had taken his place.
27:03He walked home.
27:04The house in the garden had collapsed.
27:06The hut where Uncle Osman used to stay was empty, with broken windows and a rusty door.
27:11There were only a couple of blades of grass left in the garden.
27:14Silence reigned.
27:15Life had long since disappeared from there.
27:18Then he went to the municipal cemetery.
27:20He received information from the official.
27:21He found out where Uncle Osman was.
27:23His legs gave way when he stood at the graveside.
27:27A simple stone had only this inscription.
27:29Osman K. 1947-2024
27:34Neither a prayer, nor a visitor.
27:37The soil on the grave was still slightly loose.
27:40Semih knelt down.
27:42He placed his hands on the soil.
27:43Her eyes filled with tears.
27:45"I'm late, Uncle Osman," he said.
27:47He took the bag of tarhana out of his pocket.
27:50He gently placed it beside the grave.
27:52The ground rippled slightly as the wind blew.
27:55It was as if Uncle Osman's voice was echoing in his ears.
27:59Welcome, brother.
28:00Don't be sad, remembering me is enough.
28:03Uncle Osman seemed to be saying, "Take good care of yourself."
28:06Semih stood up.
28:07He left the cemetery without looking back.
28:11There was still a part of her that ached, but she had finally faced it.
28:15Life sometimes distanced people.
28:17But loyalty, even if it's late, requires returning, doesn't it?
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