Sabah, sessizce kap\u0131m\u0131 \u00e7ald\u0131. Perdenin aral\u0131\u011f\u0131ndan s\u00fcz\u00fclen \u0131\u015f\u0131k, \u201chadi\u201d der gibi y\u00fcz\u00fcme dokundu. Hafta i\u00e7i alarma kar\u015f\u0131 yar\u0131\u015fan bedenim, bug\u00fcn sessizli\u011fe uyan\u0131yor. Pazar g\u00fcnleri b\u00f6yle\u2026 Kimse acele etmiyor. Zaman\u0131n eli biraz daha nazik\u00e7e tutuyor insan\u0131n elini.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kahvemi al\u0131p pencere kenar\u0131na ge\u00e7iyorum. Sokakta bir huzur hali\u2026 Ayakkab\u0131 sesleri azalm\u0131\u015f, motor g\u00fcr\u00fclt\u00fcs\u00fc yok denecek kadar az. Yaln\u0131zca bir \u00e7ocu\u011fun uzaktan gelen kahkahas\u0131, hayat\u0131n hala d\u0131\u015far\u0131da akt\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 hat\u0131rlat\u0131yor bana.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pazar, \u015fehrin nabz\u0131n\u0131n yava\u015flad\u0131\u011f\u0131, kalbin biraz daha i\u00e7eride att\u0131\u011f\u0131 g\u00fcn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bug\u00fcn hi\u00e7bir \u015fey yapmak zorunda de\u011filim. Ama i\u00e7imde hafif bir y\u00fck var yine de\u2026 Belki ge\u00e7ip giden haftan\u0131n izleri, belki de gelmekte olan pazartesinin g\u00f6lgesi. Pazar g\u00fcn\u00fc bazen bir ara durak, bazen de bir vedad\u0131r. \u0130nsan bazen bu g\u00fcn\u00fc ya\u015farken hem ge\u00e7mi\u015fle hem gelecekle konu\u015fur gibi olur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBu hafta kendime yeterince iyi davrand\u0131m m\u0131?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cUnuttu\u011fum ne kald\u0131 i\u00e7imde?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYar\u0131n sabah yine ayn\u0131 tela\u015fa uyanmaya haz\u0131r m\u0131y\u0131m?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kendime bu sorular\u0131 sorarken, d\u0131\u015far\u0131dan f\u0131r\u0131ndan yeni \u00e7\u0131km\u0131\u015f ekmek kokusu geliyor. Bir kom\u015funun kap\u0131s\u0131 kapan\u0131yor yava\u015f\u00e7a. Bir yerlerde kahvalt\u0131 sofras\u0131 kuruluyor. Pazar, k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck rit\u00fcellerin b\u00fcy\u00fck huzur verdi\u011fi g\u00fcn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her \u015feyin yava\u015flad\u0131\u011f\u0131 bir zamanda, d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnceler daha net duyuluyor. Hatta en g\u00fcr\u00fclt\u00fcs\u00fcz haliyle i\u00e7imiz konu\u015fmaya ba\u015fl\u0131yor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNas\u0131ls\u0131n?\u201d diyor i\u00e7 sesim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGer\u00e7ekten iyi misin, yoksa sadece al\u0131\u015fk\u0131n m\u0131s\u0131n bu tempoya?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bazen kendimizi bile unuturuz. Oysa pazar g\u00fcnleri, kendimizi yeniden hat\u0131rlamak i\u00e7in yarat\u0131lm\u0131\u015f gibidir. Kitap okurken uyuyakald\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131z, m\u00fczi\u011fi arka fonda b\u0131rak\u0131p dal\u0131p gitti\u011fimiz, eski bir defteri a\u00e7\u0131p birka\u00e7 c\u00fcmle karalad\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131z g\u00fcnler\u2026 Zihnin toparland\u0131\u011f\u0131, kalbin biraz dinlendi\u011fi anlar\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00d6\u011fleden sonra g\u00fcne\u015f, duvar boyunca s\u00fcr\u00fcnerek i\u00e7eri giriyor. O alt\u0131n rengi \u0131\u015f\u0131k, koltu\u011fun kenar\u0131na vuruyor. Zaman hala a\u011f\u0131r ama yumu\u015fak. Ak\u015fama do\u011fru tan\u0131d\u0131k bir h\u00fcz\u00fcn yerini al\u0131yor. O sessiz ge\u00e7i\u015f\u2026 G\u00fcn\u00fcn biti\u015fiyle haftan\u0131n ba\u015flang\u0131c\u0131n\u0131n birbirine kar\u0131\u015ft\u0131\u011f\u0131 an.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ama bu da pazar\u0131n bir par\u00e7as\u0131. G\u00fczel bir h\u00fczn\u00fc vard\u0131r bu g\u00fcn\u00fcn. Vedalar\u0131n da, durman\u0131n da, yeniden ba\u015flaman\u0131n da g\u00fcn\u00fc\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bir fincan \u00e7ayla son saatleri kar\u015f\u0131l\u0131yorum. Belki biraz yaz\u0131 yazar\u0131m, belki sadece susar\u0131m. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc bazen, en \u00e7ok pazar g\u00fcnleri susarak anlat\u0131r insan kendini.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sevgiyle kal\u0131n. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sabah, sessizce kap\u0131m\u0131 \u00e7ald\u0131. Perdenin aral\u0131\u011f\u0131ndan s\u00fcz\u00fclen \u0131\u015f\u0131k, \u201chadi\u201d der gibi y\u00fcz\u00fcme dokundu. Hafta i\u00e7i alarma kar\u015f\u0131 yar\u0131\u015fan bedenim, bug\u00fcn…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1774,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1773","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-ozgun-yazilar"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1773","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1773"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1773\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1775,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1773\/revisions\/1775"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1774"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1773"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1773"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kayaismail.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1773"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}