A fifty year old man tells the story of an awkward town he is residing in, which is close to the border of Syria and on the silkroad. 50 years old Cemil could not reach quietude.

As he lays stress on: if there was peace and tranquility, he would not be forced to leave his town. He could not leave his town because his grandfathers and roots are still here. If they were not here, he could have gone far away, and even further away from İstanbul.