| ...Even
when I smile, no warmth is reflected in my eyes. I have concluded
that I should blame Cyprus; my country. If you live on an
island that has never witnessed real peace, happiness looks
like a magic ball. You can't be sure when you will hold it
and how long it will be before it slips from your hands. Even
when I feel happy something in my brain makes me worry about
what will come next...
... In 2002, United Nations Secretary Kofi
Annan introduced a plan for the ultimate solution of Cyprus.
Although the Turkish side rejected the plan, the Greek side
said they could negotiate. So, the Turkish Cypriot community
started a social revolution against the regime with huge demonstrations.
More than 60,000 people out of about 200,000 Turkish Cypriots
joined the first one. I cry when I remember thousands of people
shouting "Peace in Cyprus."
...On April 23, 2003, the two sides opened
the Green Line, lifting the law forbidding us to pass to the
other side. We were happy but shocked....after twenty nine
years we could visit our former homes.
When I arrived at my aunt's old house my
heart was nearly bursting, but it had changed and it seemed
smaller...I imagined my aunt, uncle and cousins living there
but felt nothing. The only memories left were the ones in
my own mind.
....I never felt right calling the Greek
home we have lived in the north my own home. When the borders
opened, I awaited my landlords but they never came, even though
my husband and I were ready to give them keys to the house.
...Our hopes to reunite Cyprus died on April
24th, 2004, the day of Annan Plan referendum. If the plan
was accepted by both communities, Cyprus' problem would come
to an end with many people
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