In recent years, I have had a number of comments made to me about being a Turkish Cypriot from Potamia, one of which was particularly interesting to me. “You’re more like a Greek Cypriot but emotionally you’re a Turkish Cypriot.” I must admit that this is indeed one of the…
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I was 18 years old when a friend of mine asked me this question: ‘Why don’t you tell people you’re Turkish Cypriot’? In answer to my friend’s question however, my answer was very simple: ‘When you tell people what you are, do you say you’re Greek Cypriot?’ Despite being just…
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As the dust clouds rolled in this week, apart from the obvious threat to everyone’s health, it created an oppressive ominous atmosphere, as if there was something lurking in the greyness, waiting to pounce. On my way to work I pass by the Larnaca Salt Lake which is almost dry,…
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Silence and darkness are two very powerful and intense experiences. The experience of both is sometimes so strong that our imagination begins to play tricks on us: we imagine we’ve heard something; we imagine we’ve seen something. It’s the not knowing that really takes its toll on us. The onset…
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