The room is chaotic as tradition every time a few hours before departure. I'm going to Diyarbakır, in Kurdistan, to attend the Newroz. 24 hours of travel by bus in the belly of Turkey await Kadir and me. But we will succeed. Perhaps it will be a particular Newroz this year, a few days before local elections in Turkey.
These days many things have happened, I can only mention a few. The World Water Forum began, and 2 women (one German and one American) who were partecipating in the Forum were arrested and deported from Turkey because they had exposed a flag against dams (all, not just those in Turkey), but the Turkish police (who had just finished beat some young demonstrator) was offended as well. Have been noticed policemen in plainclothes inside the Forum that with skill and dexterity take possession of the laptops of journalists to obtain some data. Finally, sudden and seemingly inexplicable interruptions of the microphone for those who during their speech dared to mention the human rights and human right to water. Renato was surprised, but only a little. Ulus comforted him: "Welcome to Turkey. You asked why the World Water Forum had been done in Istanbul. This is the answer, because you can afford this repression here, it's nothing else but normal".
Finally last night we opened a new music room in a small bohemian apartment on the third floor of a building at the corner that overlooks the Tower of Galata. It's really amazing, wow! It was an idea of Sultan Tunç. The Bandista also are part of the project. And the reconciliation between Tunç and the Bandista is perhaps one of the most beautiful things in these days. Sometimes just knowing how to take a step back and have the courage to say "I am sorry" can unlock human paradise of friendship and poetry. Meanwhile, the Bandista flew to Austria tonight for a concert in Linz. The house this evening will be almost deserted, only Moritz remain alone. But in a week, once back, will be a celebration, because we will have so much to tell, but even more we will find along the way.
These days many things have happened, I can only mention a few. The World Water Forum began, and 2 women (one German and one American) who were partecipating in the Forum were arrested and deported from Turkey because they had exposed a flag against dams (all, not just those in Turkey), but the Turkish police (who had just finished beat some young demonstrator) was offended as well. Have been noticed policemen in plainclothes inside the Forum that with skill and dexterity take possession of the laptops of journalists to obtain some data. Finally, sudden and seemingly inexplicable interruptions of the microphone for those who during their speech dared to mention the human rights and human right to water. Renato was surprised, but only a little. Ulus comforted him: "Welcome to Turkey. You asked why the World Water Forum had been done in Istanbul. This is the answer, because you can afford this repression here, it's nothing else but normal".
Finally last night we opened a new music room in a small bohemian apartment on the third floor of a building at the corner that overlooks the Tower of Galata. It's really amazing, wow! It was an idea of Sultan Tunç. The Bandista also are part of the project. And the reconciliation between Tunç and the Bandista is perhaps one of the most beautiful things in these days. Sometimes just knowing how to take a step back and have the courage to say "I am sorry" can unlock human paradise of friendship and poetry. Meanwhile, the Bandista flew to Austria tonight for a concert in Linz. The house this evening will be almost deserted, only Moritz remain alone. But in a week, once back, will be a celebration, because we will have so much to tell, but even more we will find along the way.
