romantic autumn pics from Vilnius

When I reviewed my previous posts I remembered that I promised to update my blog with romantic autumn pics from Vilnius. And I realised that I see a white beautiful snowy winter from my window near Neris. However, as I guessed, autumn was like reading a beautiful story in Vilno. It was yellow, red, dark and light. All in once. That’s why I am sharing these photos.

I took this picture during my morning walk. 
This is a beautiful park nearby.
City view spot.
Walking is quite a beautiful activity here.
End of autumn.
Trakai Castle. This was my husband’s idea. I am talking too much sometimes but I do not think I deserved that 🙂



Are refugees terrorists?

As far as I read from some friends’ posts there is a huge debate going on in social media about accepting refugees and fear of terrorism. Having written my phd on migration and asylum issues I wanted to share some helpful remarks with friends who are interested in hearing facts and data results from some research not just rumours.
First of all let me explain what a refugee is… To be accepted in a country as a refugee there are certain legal requirements such as running away from war, fear of death or fear of unjust treatment, torture, execution etc. Syrians in this case meet all of the requirements (just imagine, we are afraid of ISIS in Europe. Think about Syrians, ISIS comes to their neighbourhood and drag them out. Does not it seem like a just cause for flight and apply for asylum?)
Second, around 800,000 refugees entered into Europe last year. Turkey currently hosts more than 2 million Syrians. Consider this: One terrorist sneaked into Europe among all these people and we try to blame them all. This again sounds just unthoughtful. What if Syrians look at us and say “Why do you keep sending our country jihadists?” Currently there are thousands of terrorists in ISIS who are of Western origin. What would be our answer?

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Lastly, let’s just face it: all our countries have blood in their hands about what is happenning in Syria or Middle East now. This gigantic human misery is just one aspect of how politics can ruin people’s lives. So you’d better try to understand why we should share the burden.
Please check the following graph that gives a clear picture of religiously motivated terrorism in Europe and please stop washing our hands clean saying: “Oh Islamists again!”

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“I am too much” – Really? – A Conversation that You Should Avoid in a Job Interview


Once I was sitting in a hotel’s lobby in Addis Ababa. A woman and a man is sitting next to me. I am trying to focus on my book but overhearing their conversation as well since our chairs are almost side by side.

It is a job interview, girl wants the job. She seems like a smart one. But she shares two common problems of the smart women: She is not beautiful and she talks too much (‘How do I know?’). People can generally stand gibbering beautiful woman but vice versa is rare. Whatever interesting topics that you bring up does not matter. You should keep it short when trying to show how smart and determined you are.

Yep! I just heard that she said “Even my ex boyfriend broke up with me saying: You are too much for me!” Bingo! I am right she is unnecessarily talking too much in a job interview which I definitely should not do tomorrow.

I have my first job interview tomorrow for a teaching position at university. That just reminded me of this funny conversation. Wish me luck!

Reading Niamh Boyce’s The Herbalist


Late in the last week I started reading The Herbalist.

I noted this book to my to read list (actually this is my non-existent mental list. I just fav some tweets or add anything interesting to read button on my computer unfortunately not to return soon) when I read Niamh Boyce’s interview on Booksbywomen website. Something got me. She was telling about how she wrote the book inspired by a news piece in an old newspaper when she was 19. She says she started thinking about this news piece after 20 years later that was covering a herbalist who lived in the 1930s Ireland.

These details stuck in my mind. After months later I finally bought a Kindle version of the book and started reading. I should say it got me from the first sentence. Although it has a literature taste that makes it a bit complicated for me to understand the idioms sometimes, still I can recommend it whole heartedly.

The purpose of research is to bring the book to life, not to weight it down. A novel should feel immediate, even if it’s set in the past.

Niamh Boyce interview at

We died again in Ankara Bombings: Have you seen the Peace?

By Banksy

97 people maybe more died yesterday in Ankara, Turkey. Hundreds wounded.

Sometimes words are so simple.
So meaningless.
Especially in times of pain.

It was a peace rally organised by numerous organisations mainly composed of young people.
When they were singing and dancing two bombings followed. Witnesses tell that some bodies collapsed on top of each other armouring others against the blast’s tremendous effect. That’s how they survived.

I could not look at the pictures. I never do after such incidents.

But I know the place -near Ankara Train Station -very well. When I was living in Ankara I used to go there every month to get into train to visit my family in my neighbouring hometown. Last time, one month ago, I was there with my friends dropping me to the train. Now the sweet memory of getting into train ruined with collapsing young bodies on top of each other protecting the survivors.

Have we died? Is this the hell?

That is not a dream of my country that I visioned when I was growing up.
That is not the country that our politicians promised us for the 21st century.
Everybody says they are not responsible.

So why do I taste blood in my mouth? Why do I feel guilty?


Have you seen The Peace?

I see The Peace in the middle of blood shed.

He is trying to get up pushing dead bodies aside.

Sitting in the full blood.

Looking at his hands of blood colour. He seems that he lost his mind.

Doctors say Peace will survive but he won’t be same again. He may not recover from this trauma he had yesterday.

I think I felt the most sinful day of my life loosing my hope.

I think I will not be same again. I am afraid.

I will not be same again.

Good Girls Don’t Become Best-Sellers—Channeling Your Inner “Bad Girl” to Reach Your Dreams

It has been a while that I have not laughed out loud when reading a blog post. Incredibly inspiring 🙂

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I am currently reading Kate White’s I Shouldn’t Be Telling You This: Success Secrets Every Gutsy Girl Should Know. There are bad books, okay books, good books and great books. But there is another kind of book and it’s the rarest.

The game-changer.

White has a witty, sassy style. She is seamlessly intelligent and down-to-earth in her fiction. And guess what? Her nonfiction delivers more of the same.

I’ve never recommended a book I haven’t finished, but this one has me far too excited. Even if Ms. White devolves into dirty limericks for the rest of the book? I still feel I have spent my money well. There are some points she makes which I feel are especially poignant and applicable to writers.

Part of the reason I’m referring to her book in this blog (even though I’m not yet finished) is that I might just chicken out unless I…

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