seven hills one death seven days in istanbul : an ugly love , a beautiful revolution and a delayed suicide ili piskale published by ili piskale copyright 2015 , ili piskale all rights reserved first day i had a lead pencil the year i was locked in jail it had lasted only for a week , because of writing and writing if you ask the pencil : a whole life and if you ask me : just one week or two nazm hikmet ran there are two kinds people in this city : ones who can not make revolution because they arent able to kill any living beings ; and other ones who can make barbecue by the ability of killing living beings .