“Solitude was not an inevitable end, but a rank I sometimes strived to reach. Hadn’t I abandoned my loved ones, those I would love and those who love me to break away from the servitude of my possessions? Hadn’t I been frightened of becoming accustomed to a degree of being unable to forgo?”
This is the story of a young woman who heard her mother’s voice at the age of forty-three for the first time on the phone. This is the story of Süreyya, who questions her own life in pursuit of a secret-filled past, identifies the beginning of history with deaths and not births. This is an unsettling story about abandoning and being abandoned as well as rootlessness.
As Nermin Yıldırım bravely discusses the family institution in detail, she also conveys the subjects of love, human relationships, the disengagement of the internal worlds of individuals caused by societal unrest and alienation through her penetrating observations. Putting Turkey’s history of half a century under the scope, the Forget-Me-Not Building is a cleverly fictionalized, intriguing novel revolving around the axis of individual and societal memory.
(Excerpt from the back cover)