An Unsprouted Lemon Tree

By Atemi Kayaky

We are faced with an industrialization phenomenon that makes itself felt in literature as well as in every other subject. The reshaping of literature according to the conditions of market capitalism turns literary products into simple consumables. Newly released literary novels, stories, poems, essays, etc. literary products no longer have an artistic quality, they are consumed quickly and resemble Hollywood movies…

 

Identical, fabricated books adorn the shelves of the bookstore. We are faced with books that appeal to the eye, not to the pleasure of reading. Every day, we are showered with novels whose content resembles a movie script, and the most popular ones are immediately adapted to the cinema. Their styles, plots and even the subjects themselves are extremely superficial, identical books are everywhere.

 

There are quite a few pages in such works, but it is possible to read and finish them in a short time. We would like to say that the reason for this is that it is written in a successful language. However, if we consider that the majority of the people who read these books find it boring and they find it boring, this is not the main reason. The main reason is that in such industrial novels, whether it is character analysis, description of environment and events, a very superficial work is done. Writers don't think about these things. Because – a group of authors should be excluded from this – what is important for authors now is the sales figures and the amounts they will earn, rather than the literary and aesthetic characteristics of their works.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Atemi Kayaky
• Release date: Sep 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201665692

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The man wanted to open the secret notebooks he kept in his heart. Today, today. Maybe right now

. Right next to his ex-wife. He was losing himself when he looked into his ex-wife's eyes,

but there was no losing today. The man who had lost all his life was not in

favor of losing today . His blue eyes held mysteries. His ex-wife's name was Aynur. The

name of this man, who did not even know what the name Aynur meant, was Deniz. She

loved Aynur with her blue eyes that reminded her of her name . Deniz continues to look at Aynur, the words getting stuck in her throat

. Maybe he was crazy. Maybe he never had a wife. He was in a hallucinating

room, facing facts he didn't want to believe. Is his wife with another man?

had seen? Popular women always did. You

loved him and he went and loved someone else . He would even deceive you without looking at your face, thought Deniz. For

a man falling in love for the first time , the sight he saw was not very pleasant. Since Aynur

did not realize that Deniz was coming , she was trying to finish the work she started, and she would come to her senses at the point of pleasure. Deniz

closed the door just as he had opened it without being there . First he washed his face, then he

started to cry saying 'I loved him' . The cry of a big man was like a child's. His childhood came to mind.

How much he loved his mother as a child. Hadn't his mother abandoned him too? 'Women are

like that. If you like women, they go. If you don't like them, they won't leave you. In the bathroom, Deniz was

trying to come to her senses, and on the other hand,

she dreamed of seeing her ex-wife on another man . Again today he forgot to take his pill; Otherwise, why should he have such ridiculous

dreams? The phone was ringing and Aynur was running to the kitchen to pick up the phone.

Aynur, one of the typical housewives who leaves her phone in the kitchen,

was tired of fighting for Deniz's illness . He

was counting the days to go back to the days when he didn't know the sea as soon as possible . Deniz came out of the bathroom and, seeing Aynur coming to the kitchen,

was watching her without blinking. He also witnessed the phone conversation. Aynur

continues to complain to Deniz's mother, Deniz listens to her and

tries to take the phone from Aynur's hand, not realizing the tears flowing from her eyes . Tired of

living the same scene every day , Aynur thought of leaving the house. Deniz went back to the bathroom and started

looking for her medicine from the medicine cabinet. He

found his medicine, saying, 'Where are these my medicines?' Aynur entered before she could swallow the pill she had put in her mouth; 'Why are you doing like that?'

he asked Deniz. Deniz went to bed without saying anything, burning at the pills he could not swallow

. To the bed where he ridden his ex-wife with another man. He was

aware that he couldn't please his ex-wife like that man, and he was tired of living this life too. He thought of death. In his last

days, he was always thinking about death. How sweet the word death sounded. Aynur,

tired of crying, was already starting to pack her suitcase. He was

tired of dealing with this man's psychopathic states for exactly 8 years . However, she got to know him and got married. He even

fell in love with her, even more than his life. If she didn't love, how would she stay 8 years in the

same house, in the same bed and on the same pillow. Deniz was afraid to close her eyes. He

was confident that his ex-wife had left him, just and right now, trusting his feelings . And

he knew he would never come back . 'The woman who is gone does not come back, master. If

he's gone, there must be a reason, if he's gone, it means he didn't love you enough'. It was said that the sea went to the man she made love to

. Aynur could not go, she

had turned into a woman incapable of leaving the suitcase she was holding on the floor . The man she loved was succumbing to the disease before her eyes. What a difficult thing it was

to have psychological problems. However, Aynur had never cheated on Deniz. Yet he

continued to love her more than his life. 8 years exactly. Language is not easy, Aynur thought.

Deniz stood up suddenly and took a quick step towards the outer door. Aynur was

standing right there with the swelling of her crying eyes . Deniz laughed and snuggled next to Aynur. He

hugged her tightly so that he wouldn't leave. Aynur was screaming like crazy from one side. 'You are killing me. Please

, let me breathe'. Deniz was not even aware of what he was trying to do. The

words 'where is that man, where has he fled' rolled out of his mouth. Aynur left her suitcase and went to the bedroom without giving any answer

and locked the door. Deniz only saw Aynur with confused eyes.

was watching. She cried out her feelings, 'Oh, Aynur, how much I loved you. Aynur

hugged her phone , not knowing what to do. The first person he

would call was Leyla, one of his best friends. Leyla was

more than just a friend who stood by Aynur's hard times, she was a sister. The sea forces the locked door; 'where is that man?' ' he cried,

devastated himself. Deniz is behind the door, Aynur is helpless in the room. Leyla

picked up her phone on the first ring. He was also aware of the situation and promised that he would do his

best to help Aynur, and rushed to Aynur's house from where he was. The bell was

ringing and Deniz was suspiciously saying, 'Is your lover here? Aynur opened the locked door.

The sea was just behind the door. Deniz's eyes are teary

and confused, she was only dreaming of Aynur and that man; in bed, behind the knocking door. When Aynur tried to open the door,

Deniz touched Aynur's hand. Aynur remained standing before she could open the door. The doorbell

kept ringing , Deniz was insisting on not opening the door. Leyla was

waiting behind the door as if hoping for the door to open. Unable to stand it any longer, he called the police.

Crazy sounds were coming from the door. Leyla was

going crazy from not being able to do anything behind the door . Aynur; 'Please don't do it Deniz. Didn't you take your pills again? Deniz was

walking on Aynur with the knife she had taken from the kitchen with a beam of light and was planning to kill her. His mind was confused.

It has been confused for a long time. Today was not the first and never will be the first.

He had his ex-wife shouting in front of him. His ex-wife, whom he cheated on. The years he got married suddenly came to

mind. It was one of his happiest moments. His ex-wife realized after