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[denizaksulu]

Not much to say really, apart from her beauty. Her Turkish was impeccable. Btw, she lived in the Neapolis area of Nicosia (Yenishehir in T). She was our neighbour. I used to go to high school then, and term time I stayed with my uncle.And me and a few friends whilst playing football in the street made sure every other kick of the ball ensured the trajectory in the direction of her bedroom. She would smiling come out and return our ball. We spoke a few words of apology and she replied in the most beautiful Turkish. Well I never. Well Kafenes that was all there is to say. I was only thirteen at the time.

[denizaksulu]

And she was about 16/17 ish.

[Ezis]

I came across this painting on the net. Being a musician myself and having heard a lot of stories from my grandfather, this picture touched my heart. Some people will know straight away what it's all about, and a lot of you will wonder.




Please don't think of it as propaganda or similar. It is just history which touched me and wanted to share with others.
I don't know the era of this picture as they seem to be wearing quiet modern clothing and one of the chairs has metal legs. If anyone can tell me more, please do so.

Sorry but if you read the topic opening Kafenes was asking us what do we make out of it

This is what I make out of it. I m terribly sorry my honest opinion doesn't appeal to you. But he asked. And if you do some research about what I wrote you ll find it is very rational.

Sorry Kafenes maybe I misunderstood the point here,didn't mean any offense I really thought I was making some valuable commnent.
Cheers

[kafenes]

Ezis wrote:

Sorry Kafenes maybe I misunderstood the point here,didn't mean any offense I really thought I was making some valuable commnent.
Cheers

That is fine Ezis. All comments are appreciated.

[kafenes]

denizaksulu wrote:

Not much to say really, apart from her beauty. Her Turkish was impeccable. Btw, she lived in the Neapolis area of Nicosia (Yenishehir in T). She was our neighbour. I used to go to high school then, and term time I stayed with my uncle.And me and a few friends whilst playing football in the street made sure every other kick of the ball ensured the trajectory in the direction of her bedroom. She would smiling come out and return our ball. We spoke a few words of apology and she replied in the most beautiful Turkish. Well I never. Well Kafenes that was all there is to say. I was only thirteen at the time.

That's very romantic. I used to spend some holidays and weekend in Neapolis area where my uncle used to live and I would spend some days there playing with my cousins (playing football in the streets)

There were a lot of Armenians in that area and a lot of my relatives. My mother will visit me tomorrow in Paphos, she lives in Larnaca but is originally from Nicosia, and will ask her if she knew Ojen. She must have known her. My grandfather (mothers side) was a well known baker in Nicosia, his bakery is in the Turkish side now. He left for London around 1963. His was known as Hadji Kevork. TCs and ACs would buy their bread from him and on Sundays the women would come and make lehmajouns for him to bake. I am told he was fined once by the British authorities for not putting enough raisins in the bread (to economise flour).

[denizaksulu]

Kafenes I am waiting for your reply with earnest. If my memory serves me right, at the end of our street there was a small grocery shop. The owner a short man with a tache and dark hair knew Turkish. I think he was her father. In them days not every house had a cooking oven (in towns) every sunday we had to get on our bikes and take our trays of food to the local GC baker. And collect after two hours , ride back home for our lovely roast potatoes and lamb lunch. The baker used to charge one shiling for the use of his oven. (1959 - 1961)

[kafenes]

Sorry Deniz, she can't remember a specific Ojen from Neapoli. She recalls one who was not born in Cyprus and she thinks the family had come from Palestine and then left Cyprus to where she cannot recall. When I see my cousin next I will ask him as well.

[denizaksulu]

What a relief, Kafenes. I would hate to bring somebodys' memories back about a few kids playing footy and disturbing their Siesta. I think about it now and I say "hey gidi genchlik, hey" or "neydi o gunler?" (those were the days.
I remember a Sourpik and Annik. They lived in the Kosklu Chiftlik area in the late fifties. I think their surnames were Karabetian. They emigrated to the UK and we visited them somewhere in north London. My aunts house was adjoining theirs and we were in each others house all the time. If I remember correctly on of the girls (17/18 years old) fell in love with a greek cypriot. But when nothing could come out of it she ended her life. That was very tragic. Your relatives might remember something. I think that is why they emigrated. (before 1963).

[Bananiot]

This is what my nephew had to say of the picture. He is an expert.

They are playing typical classical persian instrument; zarb, barbat, kemanche, tar, ney, santoor.
They are probably playing out of sight of the authorities in the period just after the islamic revolution in Iran. Hence the guy acting as look-out.

Then again, it could be a bunch of Irish guys who are very enthusiastic about Iranian culture, playing in a pub in Holloway Road after hours. Hence the guy acting as look-out.

[karma]

This is what my nephew had to say of the picture. He is an expert.

They are playing typical classical persian instrument; zarb, barbat, kemanche, tar, ney, santoor.
They are probably playing out of sight of the authorities in the period just after the islamic revolution in Iran. Hence the guy acting as look-out.

Then again, it could be a bunch of Irish guys who are very enthusiastic about Iranian culture, playing in a pub in Holloway Road after hours. Hence the guy acting as look-out.

I dont agree and I still insist on the reason they r hiding is bcoz they r hashish smokers like many other good musicians or composers..it is not Iran, it is somewhere in Europe..