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Ebru Şallı, who lost his son Pars to lymph cancer, locked himself in his home. He spoke to Ayşe Arman about his regrettable pain.
“Everyone” I have always tried to stay strong in life, there has been a strong production since childhood. But this was something else … It didn’t seem like any pain! My beautiful mother, “I cannot admit that you cannot say, you cannot look deeply with those sweet eyes. I am still living with Ponchik …”
On the question of whether Arman still feels like in the hospital, the famous name answered:
I’LL GO SO FAVORABLE!
“Yes. We have had this disease for two years, it seemed that we lived in the hospital. Our last three months were bad. But we had very good days in the hospital process. Now it is still there, as if I could go see it … While that Ponçik is in a cemetery in Zekeriyaköy … Underground … When I see the name of my 10-year-old son on the tombstone, I can’t believe it … What is 10 years old ?! He was small … a life to live in front of him … I couldn’t give my son enough … We couldn’t have enough … (Crying) I go to him often. A green place, the birds sing or something, the cemetery doesn’t It will be beautiful, but this is a place that will not scare a small child. The energy of my pond was as beautiful, as is the energy of its cemetery. I can only realize that it is no longer in the hospital and in the cemetery when he’s in the cemetery … But is it normal? It’s too new. My head comes and goes.
‘SOMEONE LIKE A FIRE …’
When saying: “The pain I feel, here is the fireball …”, everyone expresses their pain with these words: “Someone, like throwing it inside me. A ball with flames. It hits me from there to there.” Is it over or not? “When I say, the fire starts again. I don’t think medicine or anything will benefit. Maybe mentally it will take a while. But it won’t happen with medicine all the time. There’s nothing to do, the fire burns where it falls, it will burn for life.
I can not sleep
My last hug in your lifeless body. As she sleeps peacefully with her angelic face, she never loses sight. I can no longer sleep, my brain refuses to sleep. Although my body wants to go bankrupt and sleep due to exhaustion, the brain resists and does not sleep. I want to be able to sleep with the medicine and pray: “What happens, I can see my son in my dream.”
Why did you write the note on his grave?
Ebru Şallı explains the following to Ayşe Arman about Paris:
“It’s ridiculous right now, but” Is it cold or hungry? “Of course, he doesn’t have a reasonable explanation, but ‘He misses me so much, what would he do without me?’ He is afraid? He is cold? In the dark? In the light? Where? “Then,” You are with me Ponchik! “I wrote that day:” It doesn’t matter where you are. Your mother will not leave you, always with you … “
