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An East – West Journalist Hasan Mert Kaya Caner

Her latest book, Begum, acclaimed writer describes journalist Kenize Murad describes life and the struggle of a woman of the eastern world caught in a triangle of love, power and social pressure. Making a splash with her much-talked-about novel, From Palace to Exile, Murad in this latest book takes up the story of the uprising led by Begum Hazret Mahal, who lived in Northern India’s powerful Awad Kingdom in the 19th century. We spoke with Murad about her career in journalism, the world of the east and her most recent work, Begum, in an interview for readers.

You have a long career in journalism that has taken you to some of the world’s most dangerous places. Do you love your work?

Yes, journalism is a job that is very important to me and that I have always loved to do. This profession has been a great adventure for me that 1 could never give up. I could easily have worked in France and French p

Hope Egypt

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Hope for Egypt: Dream or Reality?

Don the theme, Dream or Reality? International Book Fair welcoming bibliophiles this month. And Egypt is the guest of honor.

Last year 5 guest of honor was Spain. By the end of the fair, which featured interviews with popular Spanish writers Julio Llamazares, Soledad Puertolas and Angelas Caso, we had learned so much about Spanish life and culture that we wondered all year long who the next guest country would be. Finally the day came and it was announced: Egypt. And we realized how little we know about this country we have been following closely in recent months, especially during the 18-day people’s movement.

When it comes to the literature of this sunny land that is striving to turn dream into reality, a single writer comes to mind: Naguib Mahfouz. Egyptian Ambassador to Turkey Abderahman Salaheldin summed it up perfectly when he said, “The situation is deplorable. Very few Egyptian writers have been transl

Jamana Marmalade

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Let’s start the day sweetly

Jamana marmalade, the best way to preserve fruit and vegetables out of season, are an indispensable part of Turkish breakfast. How about adding a dash of color to winter tables with unfamiliar flavors like pistachios, tangerines, black mulberries and lemon peel jams and marmalades?

Making jam is one of the favorite ways to preserve fruits and certain vegetables before they go bad. Jams made from almost any fruit as well as vegetables such as aubergines, courgettes and olives, and from petals of flowers such as rose, is one of the indispensable additions to Turkish breakfasts. It’s easier than you think to make jams and marmalades, mixing in season fruit with sugar in the same pan and cooking it to just the right consistency.

Maria Ekmekgioglu, famous for her jams and marmalades, suggests giving your winter tables a touch of color with unfamiliar flavors like pistachios, tangerines, black mulberries and lemon peel.


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All will be ready there, and thou shalt have thy pleasure of me, and no one in the world shall know it, and I shall not have acted like a woman of the streets.’” When the page had returned to Setna, he repeated to him all the words that she had said without exception, and he said, “Lo, I am satisfied.” But all who were with Setna began to curse.

Setna caused a boat to be fetched; he embarked, and delayed not to arrive at Bubastis. He went to the west of the town, until he came to a house that was very high; it had a wall all round it, it had a garden on the north side, there was a flight of steps in front of it. Setna inquired saying. “Whose is this house?” They said to him, “It is the house of Tbubui.”

Setna entered the grounds, and he marveled at the pavilion situated in the garden while they told Tbubui; she came down, she took the hand of Setna, and she said to him, “By my life the journey to the house of the priest of Bastit, lady of Ankhut

Temple Ptah

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Then Setna went to the King, and told him everything that had hap to him with the book. And the King said to Setna, “Take back the book to the grave of Na.nefer.ka.ptah, like a prudent man, or else he will make you bring it with a forked stick in your hand, and a firepan on your head.” However, Setna would not listen to him; and when Setna had unrolled the book, he did nothing on earth but read it to everybody.

After that it happened one day, when Setna was walking near the temple of Ptah, lie saw a woman of such beauty that another could not be found to equal her. On her there was much gold, and with her were fifty-two servants. From the time that Setna beheld her, he no longer knew the part of the world he lived in. He called his page, saying, “Do not delay going to the place where that woman is and finding out who she is.” The young page made no delay. He addressed the maidservant who walked behind her, and questioned her, “What person is that?” She said to

North Koptos

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“He turned to the haven, and sailed down, and delayed not in the north of Koptos. When he was come to the place where we fell into the river, he said to his heart: ‘shall I not better turn back again to Koptos that I may lie by them? For, if not, when I go down to Memphis, and the King asks after his children, what shall I say to him? Can I tell him, “I have taken your children to the Thebaid, and killed them, while I remained alive, and I have come to Memphis still alive”?

Then he made them bring him a linen cloth of striped byssus; he made a band, bound the book firmly, and tied it upon him. Na.nefer.ka.ptah then went out of the awning of the royal boat and fell into the river. He cried on Ra; and all those who were on the bank made an outcry, saying: ‘Great woe! Sad woe! Is he lost, that good scribe and able man that has no equal?’

“The royal boat went on, without anyone on earth knowing where Na.nefer.ka.ptah was. It went on to Memphis, and they

The Easter Torch Part 8

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trap was ingeniously contrived: a long rope fastened round a block of wood;
lengthwise, at the place where the sawn panel had dis-appeared, was a
spring-ring which Leiba held open with his left hand, while at the same time
his right hand held the other end taut. At the psychological moment he sprang
the ring, and rapidly seizing the free end of the rope with both hands he
pulled the whole arm inside by a supreme effort.

a second the operation was complete. It was accompanied by two cries, one of
despair, the other of triumph: the hand is “pinned to the spot.” Footsteps were
heard retreating rapidly: Gheorghe’s companions were abandoning to Leiba the
prey so cleverly caught.

Jew hurried into the inn, took the lamp and with a decided movement turned up
the wick as high as it would go: the light concealed by the metal receiver rose
gay and victorious, restoring definite outlines to the nebulous forms around.

went into the passage wit

The Easter Torch Part 7

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a few moments, this same gimlet would cause the destruction of Leiba and his
domestic hearth. The two executioners would hold the victim prostrate on the
ground, and Gheorghe, with heel upon his body, would slowly bore the gimlet
into the bone of the living breast as he had done into the dead wood, deeper
and deeper, till it reached the heart, silencing its wild beatings and pinning
it to the spot.

broke into a cold sweat; the man was overcome by his own imagination, and sank
softly to his knees as though life were ebbing from him under the weight of
this last horror, overwhelmed by the thought that he must abandon now all hope
of saving himself.

Pinned to the spot,” he said, despairingly. “Yes! Pinned to the spot.”

stayed a moment, staring at the light by the window. For some moments he stood
aghast, as though in some other world, then he repeated with quivering eyelids:

Pinned to the spot.”


The Easter Torch Part 6

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throat was parched. He was thirsty. He washed a small glass in a three-legged
tub by the side of the bar and tried to pour some good brandy out of a
decanter; but the mouth of the decanter began to clink loudly on the edge of
the glass. This noise was still more irritating. A second attempt, in spite of
his effort to conquer his weakness, met with no greater success.

giving up the idea of the glass, he let it fall gently into the water, and
drank several times out of the decanter. After that he pushed the decanter back
into its place; as it touched the shelf it made an alarming clatter. For a
moment he waited, appalled by such a catastrophe. Then he took the lamp, and
placed it in the niche of the window which lighted the passage: the door, the
pavement, and the wall which ran at right angles to the passage, were
illuminated by almost imperceptible streaks of light.

seated himself near the doorway and listened intently.

the hill came t

The Easter Torch Part 5

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he had passed under the portico, and had listened at the top of the stone steps
by the door which was secured with a bar of wood. He shook so that he could
scarcely stand, but he would not rest. The most distressing thing of all was
that he had answered Sura’s persistent questions sharply, and had sent her to
bed, ordering her to put out the light at once. She had protested meanwhile,
but the man had repeated the order curtly enough, and she had had unwillingly
to submit, resigning herself to postponing to a later date any explanation of
his conduct.

had put out the lamp, had gone to bed, and now slept by the side of Strul.

woman was right. Leiba was really ill.

had fallen. For a long time Leiba had been sitting, listening by the doorway
which gave on to the passage.

is that?

sounds came from the distance—horses trotting, the noise of heavy blows,
mysterious and agitated conversations. The effo

The Easter Torch Part 4

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followed must have undoubtedly filled the driver with respect. The young
passengers were two students, one of philosophy, the other of medicine; they
were returning to amuse themselves in their native town. They embarked upon a
violent academic discussion upon crime and its causes, and, to give him his
due, the medical student was better informed than the philosopher.

alcoholism and its pathological consequences; defective birth; deformity;
Paludism; then nervous disorders! Such and such conquest of modern science—but
the case of reversion to type! Darwin, Hackel, Lombroso. At the case of
reversion to type, the driver opened wide his eyes in which shone a profound
admiration for the conquests of modern science.


is obvious,” added the medical student. “The so-called criminal proper, taken
as a type, has unusually long arms, and very short feet, a flat and narrow
forehead, and a much developed occiput. To the e

The Easter Torch Part 3

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the main road there was a good deal of traffic, an unceasing noise of wheels
accompanied by -the rhythmic sound of horses’ hoofs trotting upon the smooth

suddenly the traffic stopped, and from Copou a group of people could be seen
approaching, gesticulating and shouting excitedly.

crowd appeared to be escorting somebody: soldiers, a guard and various members
of the public. Curious onlookers appeared at every door of the inn.

thought Leiba, “they have laid hands on a thief.”

procession drew nearer. Sura detached herself from the others, and joined Leiba
on the steps of the inn.

is it, Sura?” he asked.

madman escaped from Golia.”

us close the inn so that he cannot get at us.”

is bound now, but a while ago he escaped. He fought with all the soldiers. A
rough Gentile in the crowd pushed a Jew against the madman and he bit him on
the chee

The Easter Torch Part 2

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went to the town hall, then to the sub-prefecture to denounce the threatener,
begging that he might be watched. The sub-prefect was a lively young man; he
first accepted Leiba’s humble offering, then he began to laugh at the timid
Jew, and make fun of him. Leiba tried hard to make him realize the gravity of
the situation and pointed out how isolated the house stood from the village,
and even from the high road. But the sub-prefect, with a more serious air, advised
him to be prudent; he must not mention such things, for, truly, it would arouse
the desire to do them in a village where men were rough and poor, ready to
break the law.

few days later an official with two riders came to see him about Gheorghe; he
was “wanted” for some crime.

only Leiba had been able to put up with him until the arrival of these men! In
the meanwhile, no one knew the whereabouts of Gheorghe. Although this had
happened some time ago, Gheorghe’s appearance, the movement

The Easter Torch Part 1

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Ion Luca Caragiale (1852 ?—1912)

first came to the attention of his country’s readers through the pages of
Convorbiri Literare, a] literary periodical to which he contributed several
short stories. Maiorescu, Roumania’s most distinguished critic, became at once
interested in this new author, and under his influence, Caragiale quickly
assumed a place of importance among the writers of his country. Prof. S.
Mehedintzi, in a preface to Roumanian Stories, writes: “Caragiale, our most
noted dramatic author, is … a man of culture, literary and artistic in the
highest sense of the word. The Easter Torch ranks him high among the great
short-story writers.”

story, translated by Lucy Byng, appeared in Roumanian Stories, published in
1921 by John Lane, by whose permission, and that of the translator, it is here

Easter Torch

Zibal, mine host of Podeni, was sitting, lost in thought, fey a table placed

Visit Bulgaria Middle Ages History

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A Taste of Medieval Bulgaria

Visit Bulgaria Day 1

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Visit Bulgaria starts – Sofia – Vidin

Firstly, we welcome you for your visit Bulgaria holiday in the city of Sofia. After that we leave for the town of Vidin, where we will have lunch. In Vidin we will see Baba Vida Fortress – the only fully preserved medieval fortress in Bulgaria that lies on the very bank of the Danube River in the northern end of the beautiful town of Vidin.

Next, for the nature-lovers we can offer a visit to the famous Belogradchik Rocks and Magura Cave. They are both located no more than an hour away from the town.

Overnight in a hotel in Vidin.

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Holidays Bulgaria – Kazanlak – the town of the most beautiful among women, the rose…

There is something in Kazanlak, which is not only the beautiful nature and the fascinating women. There is something which is in the air, something which is soaked in the soil… Something that explains the specific atmosphere and flavour Kazanlak has. Atmosphere of a place where time stands still but life doesn’t; where one can feel peaceful, calm and safe. And the flavour of the rose, the unique rose.

The Valley of Roses and the Valley of the Thr

Neighbor part 4

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Husband! He had never thought of that.
Suddenly a cold sweat appeared on his brow. He went out and roamed until dawn
around the quiet, moonlit lake, filled with the reflection of bright stars
which resembled greenish sparkling fireflies.

He was just about to lie down, when a tap,
tap, tap sounded on the window pane. His charming neighbor appeared, just like
the dawn, golden and blushing, rose-like and white, in a lace morning gown, her
lovely blue eyes still heavy with sleep. She held a little finger to her red,
sinful lips, luscious and sanguine, as a sign of silence.

“I found no peace throughout the night,” he
whispered, pale and weary.

“Do not fear. I understand you. Do not fear,
Peter; I am true to you alone!”

And only the trembling of a flower from her
breath remained, as Tkalac extended his hungry arms towards the quiet, blooming
window, lit by the first rays of the sun, while from above was heard the
unpleasant voice of a man, s

Neighbor part 3

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“Be righteous, Pero, not being successful
as a soldier. Even be a laborer, but remain honest as all your ancestors. Here
is a revolver which may be of use to you, even for yourself, in case of any
shame you may commit, to yourself or to me. It is better to die honorably than
to live in disgrace.”

And Tkalac found, in the disorder of his
luggage, which was like that of a gipsy’s, a photograph, and although it was
quite dark, a lady, somewhat gray-haired, stepped out of the picture—she was
still of a girlish build, pale, attractive, dark-eyed, with a permanent, sad
smile—and this foreigner, after two years of dissipation, pressed this dear,
lifeless relic to his lips, weeping like a child before going to sleep, great
big tears; and consoled by the shadow of his dead mother, he fell asleep
without so much as removing his clothes.

He was abruptly awakened by a tapping on the window. Knowing every emotion except fear, he was greatly surprised and thought he