\u015eark\u0131 Olmu\u015f Bir \u015eiirin Hik\u00e2yesi<\/p>\n
Bir vefa ba\u011flam\u0131nda Bulgaristan T\u00fcrkleri \u015fiirinin m\u00fcstesna ismi Mehmet M\u00fczekk\u00e2 Con’un (D.1885 Zlatoklas\/Balabanlar ,Silistre – \u00d6.1974 Zaritsa\/Kamberler ,Silistre) ya\u015fam\u0131 ,yarat\u0131c\u0131l\u0131\u011f\u0131 konu ediliyor bazen bazen muhabbetlerde ve ne iyi oluyor ki,hat\u0131ralar canlan\u0131yor,ge\u00e7mi\u015flerde olanlar nesilden nesile aktar\u0131l\u0131yor…\u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc ge\u00e7mi\u015fini bilmeyenler, ne bu g\u00fcnlerin de\u011ferini anlayabilirler,ne de yar\u0131nlar\u0131n kaderini \u015fekillendirecek bir donan\u0131m\u0131 ku\u015fanabilirler… \u00d6telerden beri var olup gelen b\u00fcy\u00fcklerimizi gereken sayg\u0131 ve \u015f\u00fckranla an\u0131p tan\u0131tmak,hele de bir az\u0131nl\u0131klar konumunda olan bizler, k\u0131y\u0131da kuyuda kalanlar\u0131 ara\u015ft\u0131r\u0131p g\u00fcn y\u00fcz\u00fcne kavu\u015fturmak,umumun dikkatine sunmak, her eli kalem tutan ayd\u0131nlar\u0131m\u0131z\u0131n boyun borcudur diyerek, rahmetli Mehmet M\u00fczekk\u00e2 Con’un \u00f6zge\u00e7mi\u015finin bir yerlerde yaz\u0131lmas\u0131na, bir k\u00f6\u015felerde yay\u0131nlamas\u0131na katk\u0131larda bulunulur niyetiyle,i\u015fittiklerimi, bildiklerimi s\u0131radan bir ba\u015fl\u0131kla ” \u015eark\u0131 Olmu\u015f Bir \u015eiirin Hik\u00e2yesi” olarak payla\u015f\u0131yorum… “H\u0131zland\u0131k al\u0131r\u0131z h\u0131z\u0131 S\u00f6ylerdik de ,\u015fimdi s\u00f6zlerini pek hat\u0131rlayam\u0131yorum , kitapl\u0131\u011f\u0131mda vard\u0131,l\u00e2kin \u015fu buhranl\u0131 85″soya d\u00f6n\u00fc\u015f”facias\u0131nda, 89 “b\u00fcy\u00fck gezi” dedikleri zoraki g\u00f6\u00e7 olaylar\u0131nda her \u015fey alt\u00fcst oldu, ya\u011fmaland\u0131, kay\u0131plara kar\u0131\u015ft\u0131,ama t\u00fcrk\u00fclere,\u015fark\u0131lara,sanata,\u015fiire olan sevdam\u0131z Galip Sertel<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\nMehmet Con’un ismini Deliorman’da,Dobruca’da, hemen hemen b\u00fct\u00fcn Bulgaristan’da 9 Eyl\u00fcl 1944 sonras\u0131,\u00f6ncelerden var olan ve yeni yeni a\u00e7\u0131lan,T\u00fcrk\u00e7e e\u011fitim veren ilkokul ve r\u00fc\u015ftiyelerde ,yani 1950 y\u0131llar\u0131 \u00f6\u011frencilerinin \u00e7o\u011fu bilirler,hat\u0131rlarlar…\u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc okullar\u0131m\u0131zda sabah ak\u015fam s\u00f6yledi\u011fimiz bir “K\u0131z\u0131l Ordu” \u015fark\u0131s\u0131 vard\u0131…Bizler,\u00e7o\u011fumuz ba\u015f\u0131 kabak,yalan ayak,yamal\u0131 pantolonlu ,\u00fcst\u00fc ba\u015f\u0131 toz toprak ve torbalar\u0131nda bazen bir defter,bir kalem,bir silgi bile bulunamayan o k\u00f6yl\u00fc \u00e7ocuklar\u0131,b\u00fcy\u00fck heyecanla, g\u00fcvenle, g\u00fcr sesle g\u00f6kleri \u00e7\u0131nlat\u0131rcas\u0131na o \u015fark\u0131y\u0131 hepimiz hep birlikte s\u00f6ylerdik:<\/span><\/p>\n
\nDo\u011fdu g\u00f6r\u00fcnd\u00fc Rus y\u0131ld\u0131z\u0131
\nSelam verdi Moskof k\u0131z\u0131
\nBayraklar\u0131 hep k\u0131rm\u0131z\u0131.”<\/p>\n
\ng\u00fcn geldi, rahmetli Con ile zaman zaman bulu\u015fmalar\u0131m\u0131zda,uzun uzun muhabbetlere vesile olmu\u015f ve o \u015fark\u0131n\u0131n g\u00fcftesi,s\u00f6zleri Mehmet M\u00fczekk\u00e2 Con’a aitti…
\nBir de o \u015fiirin hikayesini dinlemi\u015f oldum.O g\u00fcnlerde bizler,\u015fiir sevdal\u0131lar\u0131 oturup da t\u0131rnaklar\u0131 kemirerek,acaba neyi, ni\u00e7in,nas\u0131l \u015fiire konu edebilirim kayg\u0131s\u0131yla hayal g\u00fcc\u00fcne faka basmak yarat\u0131c\u0131l\u0131ktan uzak bir aray\u0131\u015ft\u0131r deyip,\u015fiir hayat\u0131n kendisidir diyerek, b\u00fct\u00fcn boyutlar\u0131 ve \u00e7\u0131plakl\u0131\u011f\u0131 ile ger\u00e7ekliktir diyerek Mehmet M.Con a\u011fabeyimizin yarat\u0131c\u0131l\u0131k d\u00fcnyas\u0131ndaki ya\u015fam\u0131ndan \u00f6rneklerle ba\u015f ba\u015fayd\u0131k. \u015eiir hi\u00e7 beklenmedik bir anda gelir dikilir kar\u015f\u0131na,i\u015fte ben geldim,o bekledi\u011fin \u015fiir benim diyerek,bir mukaddes y\u00fck olur ba\u015f\u0131na,musallat demeyeyim,ama \u00f6zg\u00fcn yarat\u0131c\u0131l\u0131\u011f\u0131n sanc\u0131s\u0131d\u0131r ki, tutsak eder beynin en derin h\u00fccrelerini. Kurtulman\u0131n yegane \u00e7aresi ka\u011f\u0131t kalemdir… Ve defalarca karalay\u0131p,y\u0131rt\u0131p,yeniden yazmak olur i\u015fin.Rahat bir nefes al\u0131rs\u0131n sonralar\u0131…\u0130\u015fte \u015fiirimizde bir \u00e7\u0131\u011f a\u00e7an o “convari” usul\u00fc yazmay\u0131 konu\u015fur,d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcr, tart\u0131\u015f\u0131r dururduk 1965’lerde Silistre’de T\u00fcrk\u00e7e yay\u0131nlanan “Ziya” gazetesi etraf\u0131nda kurulmu\u015f Edebiyat Derne\u011fi \u00fcyeleriyle…
\nMehmet Con zaman\u0131nda Mecidiye \/Romanya\/ medresesinde e\u011fitimini yar\u0131da kesmi\u015f, sonralar\u0131 kendi kendini yeti\u015ftirmi\u015f,a\u00e7\u0131k y\u00fcrekli, uzak g\u00f6r\u00fc\u015fl\u00fc tipik bir Deliormanl\u0131 k\u00f6y ayd\u0131n\u0131yd\u0131…K\u00f6y odalar\u0131nda muhabbetlere kat\u0131l\u0131r,kara k\u0131\u015f\u0131n so\u011fuk havas\u0131na h\u00f6yt demez,k\u0131ra\u011f\u0131l\u0131 sabahlar\u0131 buz tutmu\u015f b\u0131y\u0131\u011f\u0131na ald\u0131r\u0131\u015f etmez, davete, derne\u011fe sevdi\u011fi sayd\u0131\u011f\u0131 bir motosikletlinin terekesine atlar,”Zaydenin \u00f6k\u00fcz\u00fcy\u00fcm ben ba \u00e7ocuklar…\u0130\u015fte bug\u00fcn de Zayde nineden izin ald\u0131m da geldim be yahu!” der ve s\u00f6ze ba\u015flard\u0131…
\n“Zaydenin \u00d6k\u00fcz\u00fc” adl\u0131 \u00e7ok me\u015fhur bir ta\u015flamas\u0131 vard\u0131 rahmetlinin. Ne\u015fe ve mizah dolu sohbetlerinde s\u0131k s\u0131k g\u00f6ndermelerde bulunuyordu e\u015fi Zahide anneye,sevimli bir ironi f\u0131\u015fk\u0131ran \u015fiiriyle….Sesi saf, hatiplerce olgun,kibarca, kendinden emin, g\u00fcven a\u015f\u0131lay\u0131c\u0131 idi..Uzunca boylu,iri yap\u0131l\u0131yd\u0131 ve rastgele mi yine o ge\u00e7mi\u015f zamanlar\u0131n \u00fcnl\u00fc Dobruca \u015fairi rahmetli Aliosman Ayrantok(1878-1952) bir \u015fiirinde:
\n“\u015eu bizim “Con Mehmet” ensesi direk \/Her \u00f6\u011f\u00fcn yedi\u011fi peynirli \u00e7\u00f6rek\/Nerdedir g\u00fczelim ku\u015f s\u00fct\u00fc b\u00f6rek” dememi\u015f miydi?
\nDiyece\u011fim Mehmet M\u00fczekk\u00e2 Con, her d\u00fcnya insan\u0131 gibi s\u00f6zden,sazdan,yemekten,muhabbetten zevk almas\u0131n\u0131 bilir, d\u00fcr\u00fcst,vefakar,\u00e7al\u0131\u015fkan ki\u015fili\u011fiyle Bulgaristan T\u00fcrkl\u00fc\u011f\u00fcn\u00fcn irfan iklimine g\u00f6nl\u00fcnce,kaderince hizmette,yararlarda bulunmu\u015f,Silistre’de “\u00c7ARDAK” adl\u0131 bir gazete \u00e7\u0131karm\u0131\u015f,\u015fiir kitaplar\u0131 yay\u0131nlam\u0131\u015f,cemiyet \u00e7al\u0131\u015fmalar\u0131na faal olarak kat\u0131lm\u0131\u015ft\u0131.Yine o sonsuz Deliorman a\u011fz\u0131 konu\u015fmalar\u0131nda,1970′ lerde bir defas\u0131nda s\u00f6z d\u00f6nd\u00fc dola\u015ft\u0131 da,\u015fu “K\u0131z\u0131l Ordu \u015eark\u0131s\u0131’na” gelince Con Dede d\u00f6kt\u00fc i\u00e7ini,y\u0131llarca bir s\u0131r gibi gizlediklerin bir \u00e7\u0131rp\u0131da anlat\u0131verdi…
\n“…Sene 1944 Eyl\u00fcl ay\u0131yd\u0131…Hava g\u00fcne\u015fli ama insanlar bir tela\u015fl\u0131 tela\u015fl\u0131 bekleyi\u015f i\u00e7inde…\u0130kinci D\u00fcnya Muharebesi’nin son g\u00fcnleriydi.,Almanlar memleketlerine ka\u00e7\u0131yorlar,arkalar\u0131nda kovalayan Ruslar, bizim Dobruca s\u0131n\u0131r\u0131na dayanm\u0131\u015flar elleri tetikte bekliyorlar..Ha girdiler,ha girecekler Bulgaristan topraklar\u0131na…Bir sabah uyand\u0131k…,Uyand\u0131k uyanmas\u0131na da bir de ne g\u00f6relim, Ruslar gelmi\u015fler..O g\u00fcn\u00fc kalk\u0131p, ne olup ne gitti\u011fini analayabilmek i\u00e7in, bir bahane uydurarak k\u00f6yden \u00e7\u0131k\u0131p,Akkad\u0131nlar’a (Dulovo) vard\u0131m..Ne g\u00f6reyim! Mah\u015fer yeri…Her sokak ba\u015f\u0131 Rus askeri…Bura halk\u0131n\u0131 gene bir co\u015fku, bir ku\u015fku,bir korku alm\u0131\u015f..Bir de kasaban\u0131n orta yerinde,d\u00f6rt yol a\u011fz\u0131 bir kav\u015fakta bir k\u0131z…Ak tenli,al benli,asker giyimli,ba\u015f\u0131ndaki asker \u015fapkas\u0131nda k\u0131z\u0131l y\u0131ld\u0131z,elinde k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck bir k\u0131rm\u0131z\u0131 bayrak,kav\u015fa\u011f\u0131n ortas\u0131nda yaln\u0131z ba\u015f\u0131na dimdik durmu\u015f…Zay\u0131f bir k\u0131z \u00e7ocu\u011fu yahu! Asker dolu,cephane y\u00fckl\u00fc kamyonlara,tanklara,top arabalar\u0131na yol veriyor…B\u00fct\u00fcn millet,b\u00fct\u00fcn oradaki halk,el kadar ufac\u0131k bir yavruca\u011f\u0131z olan k\u0131za bak\u0131yor…El kadar yavruca\u011f\u0131z be yahu..Herkes hayran,g\u00f6z\u00fcn\u00fc alam\u0131yorlar ondan…Hangi tarafa d\u00f6n\u00fcp,bayra\u011f\u0131n\u0131 ileri uzat\u0131p yol verirse, kamyonlar o tarafa do\u011fru y\u00fcr\u00fcyor…Kimi \u015eumnu, kimi Rus\u00e7uk,kimi Silistre y\u00f6nlerine…\u015ea\u015ft\u0131m kald\u0131m o k\u0131z\u0131n hareketlerine…\u00d6yle de nazik,\u00f6yle de gen\u00e7,ben diyeyim ya\u015f\u0131 on sekiz,siz deyin on d\u00f6rt,on be\u015f.. Ana baba kuzusu be yahu! Ama harp insanlar\u0131 ne etmiyor,ne hallere koymuyor!…Eni sonu herkesin bir hayat\u0131,her can\u0131n bir r\u0131zk\u0131 var bu d\u00fcnyada be yahu…O k\u0131z kendi iste\u011fiyle mi, erkekler gibi asker rubas\u0131 giyinip ku\u015fanm\u0131\u015f,Moskova’da s\u0131cac\u0131k evini b\u0131rak\u0131p Ak kad\u0131nlar’a gelmi\u015f…Gelmesine gelmi\u015f mi,getirmi\u015fler mi ,ama kamyonlara,tanklara,top arabalar\u0131na y\u00f6n g\u00f6sterip yol veriyor…Ak\u0131beti ne olacak nedir bilemem,ama sava\u015ft\u0131r,\u00f6l\u00fcm var,kal\u0131m var yahu…Biz pisi pisi buralarda oturup, otura otura g\u00fcnlerimizi iyi k\u00f6t\u00fc g\u00fcn ederken, o, el kadar k\u0131zca\u011f\u0131z taaa nerelerden kalk\u0131p gelmi\u015f,Ak Kad\u0131nlar’da yol veriyor kamyonlara..Nedir bu ?Akl\u0131m da\u011f\u0131ld\u0131 yahu…
\nBen \u00f6mr\u00fcmde ilk defa asker k\u0131yafetli kad\u0131n g\u00f6rd\u00fcm, hayranl\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131 gizleyemiyorum…
\nBir aral\u0131k merak dolu kafamla yan\u0131na yakla\u015fmak ge\u00e7ti akl\u0131mdan.Yol kenardan bir iki ad\u0131m ileri at\u0131nca,bir asker hemen t\u00fcfe\u011fini kald\u0131rd\u0131 ve b\u00fcy\u00fclenmi\u015f gibi oldu\u011fum yerde dona kald\u0131m korkuyla o k\u0131z\u0131 bakarak…
\nSiz saatlerce deyin,ben gene g\u00fcnlerce,haftalarca,aylarca o k\u0131z\u0131 \u00e7\u0131karamad\u0131m akl\u0131mdan…Bu b\u00f6yle olmayacak dedim.Dedim demesine amma o k\u0131z r\u00fcyalar\u0131ma giriyor, onu d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcyor ve Zahide yengen,o zamanlar daha “Zaydenin \u00f6k\u00fcz\u00fc” de\u011fildim ben…”Sende bir kodo\u015fluk var” diye diye m\u0131zm\u0131zlan\u0131yor, “hadi hay\u0131rl\u0131s\u0131 \u00e7\u0131ksa bari” diye avunuyor,ben ise,bu b\u00f6yle olmayacak bu i\u015f dedim ve bir g\u00fcn kalemi sap\u0131ndan, defteri yakas\u0131ndan tutup,\u00fcst\u00fcmden,g\u00f6nl\u00fcmden,akl\u0131mdan bir y\u00fck indirirce oturup, o \u015fiiri yazmaya kalk\u0131\u015ft\u0131m…Yazd\u0131m,\u00e7izdim,karalad\u0131m,karalad\u0131klar\u0131m\u0131 y\u0131rtt\u0131m,yeniden yazd\u0131m,art\u0131k olmu\u015ftur dedim kendi kendime.Ama \u00e7ok uzun s\u00fcrd\u00fc bu i\u015f.\u0130\u015fte ben, b\u00f6yle yaz\u0131yorum ba \u00e7ocuklar…Sizi bilmem ama ben \u015fiirlerimi d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcne d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcne d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcne,ya\u015faya ya\u015faya,b\u00f6yle yaz\u0131yorum i\u015fte…Sonra g\u00fcnler ge\u00e7ti,aylar ge\u00e7ti Ayrantok’a g\u00f6sterdim \u015fiiri…Aliosman Ayrantok taaa \u0130stanbullar’da okumu\u015f,sanat erbab\u0131d\u0131r.Be\u011fendi,hem de \u00e7ok be\u011fendi…Defterine ge\u00e7irdi.Ba\u015fkalar\u0131na g\u00f6stermi\u015f,onlar da okumu\u015flar,al\u0131p yazm\u0131\u015flar, ba\u015fkalar\u0131na da g\u00f6stermi\u015fler…Kim okumu\u015fsa okumu\u015f,kim be\u011fendiyse be\u011fenmi\u015f,bilmiyorum ama, o g\u00fcnlerden bir g\u00fcnd\u00fc,bak\u0131 verdim,\u015fiirim \u015fark\u0131 olmu\u015f,K\u0131z\u0131l Ordu \u015fark\u0131s\u0131 ve okullarda,t\u00f6renlerde s\u00f6ylemeye ba\u015flad\u0131 \u00e7ocuklar..Nerede, ne zaman i\u015fitsem bir ho\u015f oluyordum…Bir hu\u015fu i\u00e7inde iftiharla,gururla dinlerken, kamyonlara yol veren o Rus k\u0131z\u0131,Moskof k\u0131z\u0131 hep gelir gelir, gene gene dururdu kar\u015f\u0131mda…”
\nH\u0131zland\u0131k al\u0131r\u0131z h\u0131z\u0131
\nSelam verdi Moskof k\u0131z\u0131”<\/p>\n