Yavuz Gokmen (Writer of Hurriyet) | 1997
There used to be Necdet Sen in Hurriyet.
I knew him from his days in Cumhuriyet. Then, I had the opportunity to meet him personally. He did not disappoint me at all. We would talk, sing, and read poems in his office. He was such an eager beaver. He would sweat his guts out to complete his weekly comic strips. I had had the pleasure to read them a few days before they were released in the paper.
One day he flew away without a reason and gave himself to the mountains. Then he came back, but before long run away again. That was the one hell of an escape. We have not heard from him since then. It has been a long time since he is gone. I missed him so much.
Yesterday I found by chance a part of his graphic novel that he has sent to me earlier on my desire. I loved so much the panels from 590 to 613 published in Hurriyet. The part was about Mimoza, married old flick of HIZLI Gazeteci.
"To just comfort your conscience if you are waiting for me to seduce you, woman do not you see that I have my pride that does not allow me to spark with a woman, who I desire deadly. I am such a stiff-neck!"
"Yes, there is a woman whom I fell in love with. Yet I do not know if you are that woman. She is a woman of courage who can truly love without thinking of her self-interest. I am in love with a woman, who does not corrupt the love by playing triangular tricks on me, and not mistake the love glittering in my eyes as weakness."
"My father used to say: painful fart comes after the delightful meal. To be able to understand that having an affair with a married woman was not a proud thing I needed to see the deep pain settled in her husband Erdal's eyes. At that moment I realized that what I felt mistakenly as love was no more so than my enormous ego, which had not graduate from childhood. Love was in fact what Erdal felt. His ego was so destructive that it makes mine mere zero."
"First external factor casting shadow over the romance between Mimosa and I was likely to be the anguish I saw in the eyes of Erdal. To triumph over somebody was a cruel thing. I did not want a love built up on somebody else's destruction."
"Eight years ago on that day who know what I had talked with Erdal. I must have told him that I did not make a move to seduce Mimosa. It was her choice. Continued with questioning the meaning of 'to be or not to be belonged to someone', and gave him a crock of shit about love and independence. I skillfully tried to cover up this fait accompli by giving him plausible reasons."
"There must be some sort of the moral of our story. The final sentence from the movie Bitter Moon by Polanski has been on my tongue for days: We were greedy. That was our mistake."
"Yet this tough guy is in pain... What pain? He is dying of grief, Mimosa. He can not even fall in love without making himself cripple."
"Though guy does not know what shit to do!"
Necdet, hey dude! You must come back and finish this book.
Or else would it be better to take the end out?
Translated by Camay Ozalp
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