Weather of İstanbul always changes. When it's cold snap, you feel like to be frozen. It's sometimes sleeting. It's sometimes sunny. Anyway, stoves are always lighted because houses are desolation. When it's jack frost at nights, people sleep early. They use more than one quilts.
It was a cold night that way. It was sleeting. We couldn't send our children to even grocer. Children whose hands got frozen was hugging stove lighting, they were sometimes crying. I weared a jacket and went to the grocer to buy bread. My face became as red as beetroot in three minutes because of cold. Wind and snow was hitting my face... I bought breads and turned to home. I hugged stove. "How a great cold. God help people who live outside." i said. And i remembered mother of streets at that time. "Oh my god, what did poor woman do? I hope she could find a good place to stay..." i considered. "I am so scapegrace. I forgot the mom".