My Istanbul is my reality
There are cities that absorb you whole. On their territory you feel cozy and comfortable, a city where homesickness dissipates, dull pain disappears and you forget absolutely everything and just enjoy life. . . Istanbul became such a city for me, or as the Turks themselves call it İ stanbul...
Istanbul is a city where East and West meet in an amazing way. . . a city of two such powerful cultures. . . next to a woman in a burqa, you can meet an absolutely modern girl in a mini.... This is actually a fabulous city. . . a city of 1000 and 1 night. . . a city where you forget about everything. . . you just have to come to Istanbul and it will forever remain in your heart. . . It's impossible not to love Istanbul. . . It's an amazing atmosphere. . . I love Istanbul in early autumn. . . I love to come to my beloved Bosphorus. . . I love to talk with the Bosphorus. . . I come to the Bosphorus when it is especially difficult for me. . . It was Istanbul that helped me in the most difficult moments of my life, when I lost everything that was dear to me, everything for the sake of what I lived...... Then I did not want to talk to anyone... then I just had to learn how to live. Everything collapsed in one moment.
Istanbul always greets me with sunny weather, I breathe in the air and I feel the aroma of this city. . . The aroma of the East, a gentle combination of spices and subtle notes of citrus. . . I look at smiling faces and understand that life is beautiful. . .
I don’t want to write a lot about the sights of Istanbul, as this story will turn into a book... For me, the whole of Istanbul is a landmark... Every courtyard, every mosque... it's just a city of legend, a city of a fairy tale... This is my Istanbul- my reality. . .
