OUR CLASSICAL TURKISH STORY

Days are decreasing,our excitement is increasing.Wedding hall ,invitation cards,wedding cake and music; everything is almost ready.And wedding dress rehearsal.Everything is moving as we want.That’s the day I am in the place I have dreamed of for years.I feel fairy in my white wedding drees.The man I love is with me.we are hands in hands we are going to wedding hall slowly by shaking hands to the guests.A big crowd, Everybody we love , our family , relatives and friends are here . Cheers are for us. Everybody is very happy .We are very happy, too.And here  is the wedding officer and he is asking that question.Do you accept each other as a wife and husband? We answer “Yes” by looking at each other’s eyes with a big love. we are very,very happy.The time is passing fast with music,dance and wedding cake.I am throwing my bridal flower by turning back.we are getting into our car.I am  on the home way with the man I love.My husband is driving car very fast and we are drunk with love.Oh my God!What is it?Brakes of our car don’t work.We can’t stop the car.Here is the tragic end.We are at the hospital.My husband is sitting next me with small scratchas and telling” my dear everything will be fine ,don’t worry”by looking at my eyes.I am telling”I don’t feel my legs”with the tears in my eyes.We hug each other very tightly like not leaving each other forever.

Oh mum why did you wake me up? I see all the things I livet was a very fascinating dream and now I am in the real life.