Nuran ladder sitting around the watch-tired. Hurrying to and fro in the street eagerly looking forward to their peers. Today, male-Ramdin, Rama-zan Day. Someone for some reason his name "Sugar" festival was adopted. Regardless of the name, Nuran and destiny did not matter to his friends.

Small chin resting on his hand, tears in his eyes empty, but looking around. Not a festive dress, her hair, even taramamıştı. Hate edi-tired from everything. Reply-yamıyordu Why and whys. But the hatred and resentment felt against everything ....