I was at the beautiful house of one of my mom’s pharmacist friends. She is an amazing person and I admire her. Her house is full of amazing things she got from all around the world. This house of hers, filled with stuff like bird cages (fom Morocco), puppets (from Amsterdam), colorful purses (from Egypt), polar bear plush toys (from Finland) and more, has a view of the sea and is in Kadikoy. My favorite place in this whole world and the best district in Istanbul, that has all kinds of istanbulites in it, having fun, drinking, gossiping, shopping or just reading in a cafe. Kadikoy is just filled with life and did I mention that it was my favorite place in the universe?
Of course it’s not easy to buy a house in Kadikoy, especially when it’s found in the first floor of an apartment that sees the sea and that has a garden of its own. It must’ve costed a fortune… Anyways we were a group of 6 people and my mother was the 2nd youngest person around. While we were sipping our teas, one friend told her that it was a good decision, buying the house. She said that it wasn’t easy.
Another Friend: Did ever cross your mind that one day you would be living here?
Her “No, I always passed by the shore and looked at the houses but not once I thought about it.
“It’s actually a friend of mine who came to me with the idea. She knew the owner and she knew that he wanted to sell. I talked to a real estate agent and she told me that it was a bad idea. There were tenants living in and they didn’t want to leave. Then I talked to two lawyers and they both told me that even if I bought the apartment, I wouldn’t be able to evict the current tenants, right away because apparently there’s a law that says if you own another house to live in, you can’t make people go anywhere. However a friend of mine had a talented lawyer and I asked for her number and went to see her. She handled everything for me, she talked to the tenants and made a deal. They would stay another 5 months and give me the rent and after that the house was mine to cherish.
On top of that, I got help from my bank too. I’ve been working with them for years now and when I wanted to get a loan, I couldn’t show them the actual house because of the cranky tenants but they needed to see the house and take pictures etc. So they came and took pictures of the apartment above and it was a huge favor.
No one wanted me to buy this house, everyone, including my two sons, told me to give up but thanks to the help I got from these people, I bought it and now I’m so happy.”
Due to the fact that I never actually worked for a living, I don’t really understand what it feels to owe money to a lot of people. So I could only imagine the amount of stress she was under, when she bought the house. Especially when she had two sons who, let alone encouraging her, wouldn’t even help her, moneywise and those sons live in houses that she gave to them. They live in her houses. This is unbelievable.
They told me to, “Listen carefully, for this is the story about a woman’s perserverance and hardwork.” They didn’t need to tell me that, I was already listening.
All in all, I was moved.
P.S.: The whole thing reminded me of my hopeless search of a new house in Lyon. Unfortunately, horrible Lyonnaise people like torturing young souls and they don’t rent houses if you don’t have a ‘garant’ (a person who declares his/her income in France. He/she has to pay your rent if you fail to pay it yourself.) So I visited nearly 100 apartments but I never could rent one.