#fındık

[jupiterliyazar]

Yeşilin her tonu🍃

#karadeniz #fındık #hazelnut #kolay değil #doğa #nature #green #yeşil #doğasever #nature photography #benim kadrajım #my photography #green leaf #yaprak #photography #leaf #doğafotoğrafçılığı #jupiterliyazar #yeşillik #doğal #black sea region

[faintingheroine]

Nihal and her cat:

“Yes, she ascribed the full responsibility for everything, everything, even her motherlessness, to her. ‘Oh! This woman!..’ she was saying. Now her thoughts were growing muddled, and she was falling asleep; all of a sudden, she heard a shy scratching at the wood of her door. Shaking herself awake, she asked, ‘who is that? Fındık, is it you?’

Fındık was answering. Tonight, Fındık was coming to keep her company and help her forget her loneliness. How, how grateful she was this night for Fındık’s presence!”

(Chapter 9) (italics mine)

Nihal and Beşir:

“And upstairs, little Nihal, in order to avoid flinging her frail body — shaken once again by the final blow of her awful grief — to the ground, not to flail and writhe with the sorrow of a throttled dove from her agony, from the rage of her agony, from the overflow of her helpless wretchedness, was playing every wild piece that she could remember, and creating a commotion worthy of judgement day. As she played, those aches that would reach up from the nape of her neck and tear at her brain seemed to be piercing her head with their claws, unpicking her veins with those talons that gained strength moment by moment. Suddenly, her child’s arms stiff, her fingers frozen on the piano, unable to move her head which felt as if it were nailed to her neck, she let out a cry of pain, and ceased playing. Then she felt someone run towards her, catch her in his arms as she wavered, and holding her lightly, place her on the chair that Behlül had recently vacated. This swoon had only lasted a minute. It was like a storm that never broke; Nihal emerged from this faint with smiling eyes. Then she saw Beşir at her feet, chafing her hands that were as cold as ice, his gentle Abyssinian face frozen with pallor.

‘Beşir, is it you?’ she asked.

Yes, it was him. Today, after the garden, he had followed her with the loyalty of an enthralled shadow, and had waited there, at the top of the stairs, by the glass door. He had seen Behlül kiss Nihal on the corner of her eyebrow, and then, when he had gone, he had quietly drawn closer with who knows what need of his poor humanity. He had waited silent and still, feeling what dejected devotion for Nihal, for whom he would gladly have laid down his life, feeling all of her agonies, and feeling his own spirit crushed under those agonies.

He was watching Nihal with a glint of loyalty in his eyes, and Nihal wanted to console him with her smile.

‘Only a little faint! From weariness…’

Then, gathering her authority, she added in a strong voice, ‘you are not to tell anyone, Beşir, do you understand? That is my wish.’

Then the loyal spark that had kindled in Beşir’s eyes a second ago was covered by a cloud, a cloud of tears, and unable to find the strength to hide the ache in his soul any longer, he nuzzled his thin, delicate face that looked like a finely painted toy, into Nihal’s lap, and sobbed and sobbed…

Nihal let him. She leaned her head on the back of the armchair, and sat with a profound smile of relief in her eyes, feeling great consolation in the purity of the tears that were falling onto her knees. Finally she had found the tears that could openly be shed for her unspoken sorrows, and these tears welled up from Beşir’s innocent soul, from his aching soul that bled with who knew what drops of weeping poison.”

(Chapter 15) (italics mine)

(I love the twisted nature of this last paragraph. She loves Beşir crying for him. Without the last paragraph this would be such a saccharine portrait of slavery but fortunately Nihal is a little psycho).

I have always wondered what that brief scene with Nihal’s cat could have meant besides being a moment of cuteness, but Beşir is really like a pet to her, huh.

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#aşk ı memnu #aşk-ı memnu #nihal #beşir #fındık

[dareyynn]

Ula nedur senden çektuğumuz ne bitmez çilen var senun

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[mehfem]

Fındık tarlamızdan görüntüler 🌰

#tarla #my post #köyde #köy günlükleri #fındık #fotography #fotoğraf #mehfem

[efervesan]

Yaprak döker bir yanımız, bir yanımız bahar bahçe..

#fındık #ölümyaşam #fatsa

[muhammetyigit]

hemşehrilerimizi görelim

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[sonperdebu]

#samsun #fındık #askoyuuuummmm #my post #cicekler #gokyuzu

[avokadolugozleme]

Fındık Hanım 🤍

#fındık #pug

[akademiktakvim]

@aithusa-hl tenksss🫣

#view #original photographers #photography #sky #cloud #gökyüzü #manzara #tree #ağaç #forest #orman #trabzon #hazelnut #fındık #karadeniz #black sea #trabzonspor

[tugkanofdraje]

ablacım sen fındık toplamak nedir biliyor musun 🫡

#fındık

[faintingheroine]

“She had told Nihal only that another woman would come to the house, that this woman would sit at the table with everyone else, that she would have a room too, and that this woman would love Nihal especially. Nihal had listened to all of this with a great calmness, as if she were not hearing something new, and had not shown even the smallest sign of surprise. She was only curious about a few details: where was her room to be? Was this woman beautiful? More beautiful than herself? What would her papa say to her? In which room would she sleep? Would she interfere with Bülent? Beşir would still be Nihal’s, wouldn’t he? And then… – she had posed this question last of all – and then would her father love Nihal as much as he had before?..”

(Chapter 3)

(I commented on this passage before but eh I commented on everything in this book at this point and I am still having fun so who cares)

I love how Nihal already has a framework of female rivalry on which to build her relationship with Bihter before her even meeting Bihter. She even asks if Bihter is more beautiful than herself for God’s sake.

Also notice how everyone she is possessive of is a man or a boy. She is not possessive of Cemile, but she is possessive over Beşir. This is not just about gender of course, it is also that Cemile is a daughter of another family unit, whereas Beşir is a slave whom Nihal “owns”. Nihal can only truly love whom she can control.

This passage has a parallel passage in Chapter 7:

“But she is not only stealing my mother’s place, but my father’s love and even Bülent. Tomorrow Beşir, too, will be hers, and perhaps even Fındık will love her…’ – Nihal was laughing as she mentioned this grievance – ‘In the house, you’re now all strange to me. Even in Şakire Hanım there is a reserve. And you, you, Mademoiselle, you who used to love me so much?…’”

(Chapter 7)

Now that Bihter actually entered into Nihal’s life and stayed there for a year, the abstract concept of a female rivalry is replaced with more concrete concerns, so the female characters in Nihal’s life like Mademoiselle and Şakire Hanım staying distant because of Bihter also becomes relevant. Still the sentiment here is almost the same as her concerns before ever meeting Bihter, which once again tells us what even Nihal herself admits to herself once: Her dislike and jealousy of Bihter doesn’t have much to do with Bihter as a person.

Beşir is the only one on the list who is listed as a possession to be owned in both passages. Even the cat Fındık is defined as a free agent loving whomever it likes, but Beşir is consistently a possession to be owned.

#aşk ı memnu #aşk-ı memnu #nihal #bihter #beşir #fındık

[melodicikolata]

Bayram süresince mağazalarımız hizmetinizdedir. #Kadıköy #Erenköy #Nişantaşı #Etiler #Esenyurt #Ankara

#Kadıköy #Erenköy #Nişantaşı #Etiler #Esenyurt #Ankara #bayram #çikolatası #iyi bayramlar #madlen #krokan #fıstık #antepfıstık #fındık #spesiyal #çikolata #badem #draje

[iahaber]

#Ekonomi #EKONOMİHaberleri #fındık #İhracat

[bulancakajans-blog]

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[zonguldakpost]

#fındık #trabzon #ekonomi #ihracat

[yalnizkitapdogahayvan]

Huzur bir fotoğraf olsaydı bu olurdu benim için. Sıcak bir çay varsa yanına petibör.

#huzur #yeşil #orman #fındık #çay #çay keyfi #spotify #köyüm #hayat #bulutlar #doğa #fotography #fotoğraf #gökyüzü