Yusuf

And it is yet to happen…   I want to write here a little bit about the events of the last couple of days. So turns out among three reference letters which were supposed to be sent to Save the Children International by the people who I had worked with previously, one had not been sent. It was from my school principal Abdul Rahim Timur. I have been waiting to receive a call from them and yet the reference check wasn’t finished for them to call me or proceed with the next step of their recruitment process.   After a lot of patience, I got really restless, so I texted the HR guy from SCI on Monday, two days ago, and asked him if everything was alright regarding my application, which was my way of saying what the heck happened dude, you are killing me here, I have been dying to receive a call from you and yet you never called. I was not expecting his response, not even remotely. He sent me this message, “Mr. Timur has not replied yet”. DARN! I was really furious at the time, I called hi

  Job interview at Save the Children International   The past three weeks have been extremely busy for me. A lot of things happened. I got four potential job offers and I took three of them. I got a surveyor’s job in MAAO (a national NGO). Later I realized that was not the job for me. I had to say no and leave the WhatsApp group they created for all the surveyors. I also got another job as an English teacher, which turns out to be quite enjoyable. I have been teaching English for the past three weeks at Aydin Yulduzlare Private School. One of the reasons why I turned down MAAO’s offer was that it did not seem reasonable to abandon school and all my students for a surveyor’s job. I just want to make it clear that the surveyor was actually a data-gathering job. I would have traveled to different districts of the province and find out about vulnerable people and record them back to the main office so that they would be considered for help. It all seems cool and good but it w

Written test yet for another job Yesterday I received a call stating that I have been shortlisted for the position of Surveyor in MAAO (a national NGO). I got happy to receive one phone call after applying for all those jobs for the last four months. I did not know what to read or prepare for. The position was for a surveyor; what kind of surveyor, I did not have the slightest clue. However, I knew that these NGO surveys are all being conducted through a mobile application called KoBo. I had downloaded a video about how it works a couple of days ago. I just watched that video twice and this morning went for the test almost empty handed.   They told me that the test will be at 9:00 A.M, but we did not get started with the test until it was half past ten. I had to wait for an hour and a half till they started calling names of applicants and organizing them in different rooms. Much to my surprise today was the coldest day of this winter so far. So I was really cold, my h

Fifth week of unsuccessful attempt for acquiring a passport Today was the fifth Saturday, I tried to apply for passport. Five weeks and I still could not been able to even submit my application for the damn thing. Truth be told, I am completely and utterly lost. I don’t know what to do. With these religious fanatics in power nothing seems to have order now in the country. I wake up at 5:30 this morning and was already on my way to the passport department at 6:30 A.M. I arrived there around seven and waited in the line until half past ten. It was extremely crowded and messy. It seemed like the whole city has gathered there to get passport. The passport department is supposed to start its operations at 8 O’clock in the morning. However, the person in charge of the department arrives at nine with in his fancy vehicle, followed by another car as some sort of security. They would not start operation until boss takes a shower and has some long breakfast. At least that’s what

  I am going to start a YouTube Channel! For the last couple of years I have been thinking about creating a YouTube channel to share my life experiences and other stuff, however, I never got to do actually anything about it. My obsession with YouTube started back in 2016 when I arrived in India, where I was provided with unlimited internet access with a pretty awesome speed, thanks to Indian government. And then when I started working on my English in the beginning of 2017, I thought that one day in a very near future I will create a YouTube channel where I will speak merely in English. Since then it’s been five years and I am not any nearer to implementing that plan than I was five years ago. I finished college a year and a half ago and since then I never had anybody with whom I could talk openly and freely in English, like I used to with my Indian friends back in India.           Frankly I thought I need to work on my speaking some more in order to pull this thing off. However, a

  A Thing I Have Learned (Written By A Nobody Who Has Been Everybody) It is easy to mourn the lives we aren’t living. Easy to wish we’d developed other talents, said yes to different offers. Easy to wish we’d worked harder, loved better, handled our finances more astutely, been more popular, stayed in the band, gone to Australia, said yes to the coffee or done more bloody yoga. It takes no effort to miss the friends we didn’t make and the work we didn’t do and the people we didn’t marry and the children we didn’t have. It is not difficult to see yourself through the lens of other people, and to wish you were all the different kaleidoscopic versions of you they wanted you to be. It is easy to regret, and keep regretting, ad infinitum, until our time runs out. But it is not the lives we regret not living that are the real problem. It is the regret itself. It’s the regret that makes us shrivel and wither and feel like our own and other people’s worst enemy. We can’t tell if any of

    The Things We Do For Love                        Love might be the greatest word, humans have ever created. It is pure and simple, at the same time; it is dangerous and complicated as well. It possesses the power to destroy you; it has also the ability to transform you into something that even you can’t recognize. People tend to forget who they are when they are in love. They tend to go way beyond and way ahead; too high and too far; too deep indeed. Lovers don’t give a f*ck about rights or wrongs; about goods or evils; about people or things; about dead or alive.   They want what they want; they want each other, nothing more and nothing less, that’s what they want. People say the heart wants what the heart wants; it’s indeed true. Love appears to be one way street, there is no turning back. People seem to thrive when they are in love. It can also be proven self-destructive as well; ruining entire universes in a blink of an eye. There is no one definition that can cover all asp