Hello Again!

Dear friends,

Ten years ago, I had a column in Dünya Times magazine. I used to write articles about current events, life, and everything in between. Writing brought me immense joy. Every time my article was published, I felt pure happiness. Then, I took a break. Years passed, but my muses never left.

Recently, an inner voice whispered, “Leyloş, you love writing—why are you silent?” It was right. When I glanced at the world of social media, I saw a chaotic scene. Everyone has become a so-called expert. Anyone who grabs scissors claims to be a fashion designer; whoever picks up a ladle declares themselves a gourmet. Influencers, TikTokers, and "celebrities" of unknown origin flood our screens.

The stage is entirely theirs. They perform for themselves, and their fans applaud them blindly. Honestly, I believe 70% of this content is nothing but digital waste. I'd gladly get this notarized by every notary in my country. Only 30% of content creators truly provide value and inspiration.

Popular culture has gone off the rails. Endless product promotions, affiliate links, and the obsession with blue checkmarks… And now? Everyone has one—Ayşe, Fatma, Hayriye. Soon, I wouldn’t be surprised if we get a platinum or holographic version of the blue tick!

I only use Instagram among all social platforms. I have 627 followers—friends, family, and some beloved celebrities. A small yet heartwarming account. I’m not in a race for numbers or fame.

I’ve attended several award ceremonies over the years. And I’ve noticed some concerning details. As always, favoritism is present. Awards are given to the deserving… but also to the undeserving. The first 25 people on the list—usually "connected" ones—get front-row seats. The hall is packed, applause thunders. Main course, dessert—then what?

People start leaving. But what about the others waiting for their awards? Who will clap for them? This isn’t fair. There should be a rule: No one leaves the hall until the last award is given. I may not have the power to enforce this, but event organizers must take responsibility. Let’s not repeat this injustice at every ceremony.

We don’t know what the future holds, but we don’t need to be psychic to see some truths. I have many more things to say, but for today, that’s enough.

Sending you all my love.
Take care and goodbye!