When I was little, I thought soda was an alcoholic drink. The bubbles made me feel like I was drinking something secret and grown-up. I'd sneak a bottle from the fridge, head to a quiet corner, and take a sip, convinced that each fizzy gulp was making me "drunk." With every swallow, I'd feel my head spin a little more. Soon, I'd be laughing, stumbling around the room, thinking, "This is what being an adult feels like!"
One day, my dad caught me mid-sip, eyes wide. "Why are you acting like that after drinking soda?" he asked. I froze, embarrassed. After that, I promised myself no more soda-induced "parties." Maybe I wasn't ready for the "grown-up" world after all.
But back then, there were the "milk drinkers." The ones who stayed calm, sipping their quiet, white drink, never rolling around on the floor with laughter. We were the fizzy kids, buzzing with energy and imaginary hangovers. Milk drinkers couldn't understand the thrill of a "soda high." Ah, those bubbly days!
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Ne kadar dogru soyluyorsun Murat Hocam, o gunlerin safligi, o icimizi sicacik eden temiz duygular… Cocukluk yillarinin o masumiyetini, kaygisizligini simdi arar olduk. Evet, dunya biz buyumeden de kirliydi belki, ama cocuk aklimizla gozumuze hic oyle gelmezdi. Simdiki cocuklara bakinca, o koca yarisin icinde nasil savrulduklarini gormek insanin icini parcaliyor.
Ama yine de umut etmekten baska caremiz yok. Belki biz onlara daha guzel bir dunya birakamiyoruz ama sevgiyi, anlayisi, dayanismayi ogretebiliriz. Onlarin da, tipki bizim gibi, bu zor sartlarin arasinda kucuk de olsa kendi mutlu anlarini yaratmalarina destek olabiliriz. Umarim bir gun, onlar da cocukluklarini huzurla hatirlayabilecekleri, belki de kendi cocuklarina anlatacak guzel anilar biriktirirler. Belki dunya bizim elimizden kayip gitti ama, onlarin geleceginde o safligi ve guzelligi yeniden canlandirabiliriz umarim ❤️ 1 reply
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