That’s what Ulrike’s told to his children when they visited her in jail.
This statement is mine as well, because I’m hugely sorrowful, as I’m more furious and wrathful.
I’m furious that such a police violence took Yasercan from us.
I’m furious because of the torture, human rights violation, broken judiciary and the inaccessible justicice
Foremost, I am furious because we all paid the cost by loosing our Yaser!
MY YASER
I’d rather prefer to be furious instead of being sad.
Ulrike Meinhof
I invite the readers of these lines, those who don’t know Yaser and unfortunately never be able to meet him,
to listen and read carefully:
They intentionally misinform us, they claim that Yaser committed a suicide by his own will, and he had psychological issues.
Yet, they never inform us about the details of Yaser’s custody, the nefariousness of police officers, their mistreatment and his unfortunate experience under criminal pressure
I’m sure this story can’t be in the way that they tell us.
I don’t have visual evidence, witnesses; neither I’ve top secret documents, nor well-established institutions of the state behind me, but I have a more strong evidence: my heart.
As a lucky woman who can touch Yasercan’s heart for a long time, I know that lovely person could never want to tear himself from this life.
I attest this with all my heart and feelings.
I know this from his blue eyes, from his love and his paintings, sculptures and compositions.
I know from his cheer, brightness, laughters, dreams and hopes.
I know from all those cities, forests that we toured together, from those blue waters in which swam together, cold rivers that we saw together.
I know from the languages that he spoke, and his infinite curiosity and mastery in learning.
I know from his creative dishes, from his love for his grandma, his respect, and the beautiful radiance that he dispersed to everyone and everything.
My Yaser loved his life, and until he encountered the police officers.
As I’ve already expressed, our sorrow is deep and enduring.
Yet, we put our temper and our sorrow together,
so that we could all find patience in our fight for recompensing his rights, his pain and the injustice that he couldn’t resist.
So that, extinguishing a beautiful blue light won’t be so easy again.
Zeynep Ceren
