Once upon a time we had villages …

At dawn, lambs, sheep, cows, and water buffaloes were gathered separately in the square and taken to the plateau to the pasture.

Then those who had a job in the town started to gather, at the head of the truck, which was the only vehicle in the village … The driver was Mehmet (the closed part of the truck) five Turkish liras, and the body of the truck was two Turkish lira.

After the animals were pulled away and the truck moved to the city, gradually the people were hurrying to prepare the oxcart and placed the supplies to go to the field on horse and ox carriages.

Afternoon square; It became crowded with people returning from the field, the young men who could change their work clothes were chatting in the small grocery stores in the square.

The village square was the first place where those who could buy a new outfit wanted to go.

Day after day, soldiers were sent off accompanied by drums and flutes, and day after day, a wedding would be held, accompanied by halay.

During the month of Ramadan, children waited for the call to be recited, ran and informed the elders “The adhan was recited.”

On eid mornings, adults were expected to come out of prayer, children rushed to the grocery stores with small pocket money.

Village squares were meeting, meeting, chatting …

Letters from abroad would find their owners by reading names.

Wedding processions would definitely pass through the square. Accompanied by heroes on their horses …

The population was high and production was insufficient.

People were poor, very much.

There was no electricity, but there was conversation.

There was no phone, there was no letter.

There was no concrete back then.

There was adobe, there was stone, there was soil.

Now he is covered in concrete. Neither village, nor square …