HUMAN TRAGEDY IN MUGLA IN TURKEY

A REAL STORY EXPERIENCED BY AN ARRESTED JUDGES’ FAMILY

My name is Ahmet. I am a person who lives a modest life.

I went to chat with a friend of mine who was working in Social Assistance because I was really frustrated recently. When I was having tea, my friend said to me: “Ahmet, nothing so bad but might have been worse, be grateful” what was it, what happened ? I said.

He told me about an incident that he faced 3 days ago:

A woman recently came for help to organization. She was a little shy and embarrassed, with a baby in her hand and a child with her 2-3 years old.

He said, “Sir, I would not come here if I had been able to cope, but I want my state to extend a helping hand, not for myself, but for the sake of my baby”

I said, “sister please tell me about your situation”

Poor woman shyly started to tell “I was a nurse and I had to leave from work with an unpaid leave because I was a little child and I had a new birth because I have no acquaintances and relatives here to look after my children and we are here with my newly appointed husband. I asked what her husband was doing.

He lifted her eyes from the ground and looked into my eyes and said, “My husband was a judge.”

I hesitated a little “So why did you come here and where did you come from?” I said.

The woman drew a sigh and said, “My husband is paying the price of doing his job with his honor.” She shed tears like waterfall, continued. “We lived in Istanbul and my husband was a son of a big family, he has 6 siblings and because his family did not have the financial means, he was supporting his siblings for their education and cared costs … When he was working on a case he determined a big company’s unlawfulness, after his decision he paid the price of doing his job with honor” she said. “One morning my husband found out that he was appointed here, and that’s how it all began, and then unfortunately, after 15th July coup attempt to our nation, my husband was arrested, our house was seaeched as if my husband was a terrorist or he had any relation to a terrorist organization. We have heard insults in our own homes as people who have committed themselves to the law anda justice for years. I stayed with two kids. I sold my goods at home for a while. But I cannot do it anymore, as people who served in honor of the state, I came to ask for help from our state again. I can not even breastfead my baby because the milk is sour now because of these troubles. I did not have the money, I can not get food or diapers for my baby. This place is not my hometown where I can not afford to meet the needs of my children and the house,” she said.

I was hurt in the inside, but I had to swallow, and I said “sister fill these papers and make your application.”

I excitedly asked my friend. “What happened? Did the answer come for her application?

My friend sadly looked ahead and, “Unfortunately, Ahmet, you know the circumstances, the answer was negative!” He said…