12 Haziran 2019 Çarşamba

TNT Matchbox Diary: A Turkish POW in Russian Prison Camp (1915-1918)/Part LXXIII

//Ed. Note: As the Turkish calendar changes, Fuad Bey 
has some profound thoughts about the state of the world.
He also learns about the tumult in Petrograd/St. 
Petersburg that leads to the fall of Czar Nicholas in 
March 1917 (in bold below.)//

Russia March 1917 click here for more details.

russia march 1917 ile ilgili görsel sonucu


Today, The New Year
((14 March 1917))

New Year – Year of Blood.  Yes, today is new year’s and so we’re in a 
new time. The change of season and the frangrances in the air remind 
one of other happy days. The preparation of new replacements for those 
old things that have expired tells us of the existence of a new order. In
this season everyone more or less soothes their pains, children grow, the 
flowers of Spring bloom all around and families gain a restful happiness.

Really, this renewal of nature gives mankind practical and spiritual 
favors. That’s why it’s called the new year…so today Is the new
year…the traces of before are manifest in this. But in the face of all 
these new things there is still another reality facing mankind and 
humanity -  while nature fill hearts with gladness, grants joy to our souls 
and peace to our minds it transforms them all into sorrow and yet reflects 
all sorts of calm and delight. Yes, today is the new year…but this 
beginning is not a happy change for mankind, it’s not a luxurious 
renovation. Rather, it batters mankind with continuous dread.

There’s still blood everywhere, a storm of blood all over…humanity is 
still sad, civilization is still aggrieved. If a new year, a new day happens 
with the passing of days, then we should feel a renewal with every 
moment we live and compare every situation to the past. However, 
renewal is telling us about the manifestation of a beautiful change that 
mankind has produced in his mind over time; or is it saying that the 
nomadic life of ancient times is to be lived in this century too?

This new year cannot bring a renewal to mankind in light of the terrible 
life we’ve been living for three years. Nature has only renewed the 
calendar, as required. So in this way there’s a newness but this hasn’t 
brought mankind to a great new beginning, it has instead so far thrown 
mankind into the face of unparalleled savagery and since this will 
continue to be the case, rather than call this new year it’s more accurate 
to call it the year of blood.


14 March 1917 Wednesday
Again we’re spending this year in captivity for the second time amidst 
a thousand different kinds of thoughts. On one side, the Russians have 
passed Erzincan and the English are approaching Bagdad. On the other, 
we have no word from our families. The pain that captivity breeds 
increases day by day… a deep unknown, all the time and everywhere. 
Dear God, grant a peace that will honor the state and nation and one 
that will at least salve the torments and pains suffered and the terrible 
deprivations borne. Let beloved poor Turkey, which has thus far been 
under the tyranny of Westerners, rise and let the much-maligned Turkish 
flags wave with honor everywhere. Let us be happy too

…the weather is clear, nice. The cold is about minus ten. We toured the 
city a bit in the afternoon. Salah came from Malaşova again. In any case
the samovar problem has been solved. Çerkes Mehmet was supposed
to go to Varanoj province today but it’s been put off until tomorrow. At 
night we read German with the Austrian Alexander.

15 March 1917 Thursday
The weather is quite bad. There was a violent storm in the morning and 
rain mixed with snow fell. It was bitter cold until mid-afternoon. Then 
it eased up. I went to Malaşova in the afternoon. I chatted with Nuri, 
Tahir and two other fellows. When I returned I saw that Süleyman, 
who’s been sick since yesterday, had worsened. He’s talking nonsense, 
raving. The doctor examined him. It seems he’s got brain fever. May 
God give him health. News: in Petrograd there’s conflict 
between the Duma and the government. A great rebellion 
and revolt has arisen. Peace is being demanded. In this 
regard a telegram has come to the Commander and a 
copy in German will be brought here…the ministers 
have been sacked, imprisoned…good. May God give 
them their due. 

At night both Halis and I were struck with a terrible bewilderment 
mixed with anxiety.

//END of PART LXXIII//


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