For the first time in my life, I could listen to Kurdish music turned up loud or listen to my mother singing freely. I thought that there would be changes and that people would be different in their attitudes towards each other, which I was somewhat led to believe, whilst only being able to watch Turkish Television channels in my absence from my home country. The situation had become worse. It was as if they were resigned to the fact that their point of view did not matter. I returned to England, disillusioned and dismayed at what I had seen.
Turkey is a truly remarkable country with a unique combination of culture and beauty.
I realise that there may never be a Kurdistan but that is not my complaint. In fact, that is not what I actually support. I do not want to have a separate Kurdish passport or a separate Kurdish government controlling me. I wish to be able to live in Turkey without anyone ever asking me what political, religious and cultural views I have, before passing judgement on whether I am one of them or one of the others. We are Equal.