"..2011'e 11 Hikaye ile basladi oyku yolculugumuz. Basimiza geleceklerden habersiz, goz acariz fani aleme. Geldiginde basa bela; adı bazen kader, bazen ihmal olur. Dus ile gercek arasında gidip geldigimizde; once urperir, sonra korkuya kapiliriz. Uyandıgımızda anlariz dus oldugunu. Sonra derin bir "oh" cekeriz; "cok sukur bir ruya imis" deriz. Iste o zaman a ılır onumuzde bir uzun yol. Baslarız adimlamaya o yolu; hayatin aci-tatli surprizlerinden bihaber. Guzelse gordugumuz dus; adimlarimiz cesur olur, umuttan yana.. For Your ignorant of ourselves, issue 'll look mortal realm. Trouble when it comes to deal with, sometimes called fate, is sometimes neglected. When we came back and forth between dream and real, before the shudders, lest. We wake up and understand that dream. Then a deep, "Oh," Please; "A dream, thank goodness," we say. At that time, a long road ahead of us opens. Start pacing the way, unaware of the surprises of life, the bitter-sweet. We have seen fine dream, is the step for a brave, for hope. Please kid longing for some time. Creator, a gift to a kid when; hope tie, a great love. When it starts hopes, ice-blue skies our voices rise. Clouds vibrates, the violence of thunder split.."