“Umit suddenly heard the music all around him, and the fragrance of Masum passing by him.” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“Zeheb was from Nusaybin, without personally carrying the ferocious historical baggage of war which that region burdens itself with.” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“BANG! My head was in my left hand, disintegrated from my body. I stood up and walked to the full length mirror. My head… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“He always wondered whether there was love in real life, whether he would ever see and experience true love? What true love could be?… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“The practicality of worldly trading life did not stop Zeheb from utilizing every opportunity to learn about sainthood, and Sufism.” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“That was their true way of love. The moment a word came out of one‟s mouth, the other did not question it. One word… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“It is a nice feeling to be older than one‟s own mother, but still believe that if your mother was alive, she would still… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“―As worshipping Masum happened to you, let worshipping everything around you happen to you.‖” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“In Turkish Zeheb means „gold‟. Beautiful name. Beautiful sound when you pronounce his name. Zeheb.” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“He exactly knew where he wanted to go, and he knew he will reach there; and he knew whatever difficulty he was going through… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“Books. They live their own life in melancholy Happy in their crispy destruction under yellowish tinge.” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“I did not mind you not returning my money, but that does not mean that I stop treating you nicely or stop respecting you… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“Umit thought he was a keen un-learner. He searched un- learning on his own. Deliberately, he kept on erranting for something he never knew.… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“She too had forgotten about the hanging wooden hearts. Umit despaired. He learned. He would never be unaware of his wooden hearts, if he… — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
“Umit thought he was a perpetual winner. An Optimist; because he had survived every losses without complaining!” — Raj Doctor Copy Share Image
