A thousand years ago, tales circulated in Central Asia of the Oghuz Turks—tales that were gradually collected and finally appeared as The Book of Dede Korkut. One of these has a refrain dedicated to the Lady Chichek, one that I wish to dedicate to my lady: “She whom I saw when I opened my eyes / Whom I love with all my heart.”
My lady, Banu, will be two score years of age tomorrow. As with the lady a millennium ago, my lady is the one I saw when my eyes were opened. Beyond that, she has opened my eyes in more ways than I can count. And need I add, the eyes of my heart?