When I’m in Famagusta I always feel a little bit sad. I don’t know why. When I’m in Kyrenia and Nicosia, I feel pretty happy. When I’m in Famagusta, I feel extremely far from my family and life. Mustafa says the word for this feeling is “Hasret”. When I’m in Famagusta I say the word “Hasret” over and over again to myself. Hasret.