Our ticket was cut to Istanbul

Again Gâvur District, again the narrow corners of Diyarbakır, Merheli, Dingilhava, Mardin Kapi and others...

A story that invites the reader to discover the subtle sadness hidden between the lines. Write Margosyan's. This intensity of feeling never decreases, whether he talks about Diyarbakir or Istanbul.

Look how journalist Ragip Duran describes Margosyan in his article titled "Allahless Pen": "... A feeling of balance has settled on Margosyan's tongue. As if I had recently seen a photograph of one of the uncles telling stories and tales in cafes in Cairo. That photograph was taken again, of Uncle Margos, sitting on a chair on a table, taking off his glasses from time to time and drinking a hookah or a cup of coffee. Armenians, Kurds, Jews, Assyrians and Chaldeans, perched on the podiums in front of the Great Mosque, are listening to their own stories. Every now and then, an Armenian or a Christian refutes, "Ape Margos, that woman's name is not Mari, but Hayganus." claims."
(From the Promotional Bulletin)



Number of Pages: 134

Printing Year: 2015


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Aras Publishing

First Edition Year: 2015