When Pera Trees Whisper - Ümit, Ahmet
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As one of Turkeys most successful contemporary writers, Ahmet Ümit has so far published more than 20 novels. Although these are generally associated with the literary genre of crime fiction, psychological, social and philosophical aspects are also essential elements in his works. In the fast-paced novel When Pera Trees Whisper, the Gezi Park Resistance plays an important part in the story, taking readers to the legendary places in Istanbul that had a dramatic role in this massive uprising in Turkeys very recent history. Darkness Darkness made much heavier by the cold. From a distance, songs…mehr

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As one of Turkeys most successful contemporary writers, Ahmet Ümit has so far published more than 20 novels. Although these are generally associated with the literary genre of crime fiction, psychological, social and philosophical aspects are also essential elements in his works. In the fast-paced novel When Pera Trees Whisper, the Gezi Park Resistance plays an important part in the story, taking readers to the legendary places in Istanbul that had a dramatic role in this massive uprising in Turkeys very recent history. Darkness Darkness made much heavier by the cold. From a distance, songs reach his ear, the jovial shrieks of women, exaggerated drunken wails. Someone is cursing, perhaps to the heavens. Perhaps someone is sobbing, and just maybe someone is dying in the midst of this cacophony, this uproar. He doesnt give a damn. Hes shed it all off; theres just the rage He walks without knowing where he is going, engulfed by hatred. That green-eyed monster, jealousy, has clutched his heart in its steely claw and is squeezing away. Women, says a voice from the depths of his consciousness Women. You cannot play around with them. You think you are playing with them but then the next thing you know, youve become the toy. In the street appear the faces of the women hes had in his life. Their images fall at his feet one by one. All of them with heads hung and eyes filled with grief... All of them heartbroken. He brushes it off, passing over and stepping on them like puddles, but the images fall onto the ground once again. Women, the voice says again. You can never escape them; their spirits will haunt you for the rest of your life...