There's Something Wrong with My Memory

Have I ever told you that my memory somehow turned really bad after I come to Istanbul??
No, you haven’t Fahmi…
You know it was rhetorical, and I never expect your answer. Well, before I used to be quite proud about my memory, when I was introduced to a group of people I managed to remember their names and faces…
Yeah, I know that. And I know how you mock other people who showed any sign of what-was-his/her-name expressions, only in your mind though. I know you good enough to not expecting anything better than it.

And now, I easily forget the names of people introduced to me, and sometimes I don’t even recognize the face!!! For example a few months ago, I met with a group of guys in my class and we introduced each other, like normal people do when meeting new people of course.
The following day, one of them came to me and, strangely, he asked me whether I remember his name or not, I remember him (he somehow has a familiar face). And I said, “Of course I do, you’re (Let’s say) Donald.” He was satisfied, but then one of his friends came along. I knew that this guy was one of the yesterday-group, I tried to remember his name but somehow I couldn’t. And just like what I was afraid about, he too asked the same question. I showed the most confused and at the same time apologizing expression that possible and shook my head. “I forgot it, what was your name?” and he said something that should be his name, though it doesn’t sound like a name for me (that’s must be the reason why I forgot it). Five minutes later, again, they asked the same question (Do you think it is normal?? I don’t. Even in the depth of Amazon, I don’t think it’s normal). And again I forgot his name, even now I forget his name, though I know he had told me several times, but I can’t remember it. I wonder why…

Do you have any idea how I can figure out the names of someone who has been introduced to you without giving any signs that I forget his/her name??? Because he’s not the only one, there are about twenty-or-something people whose name I forgot in my class only, not in the real world.

Let’s go to a chain of embarrassing events I experienced….

Event #1
One day I was going to a convenience store near my house, a man approached me and greet me.
“Merhaba!”
“Merhaba…” I was puzzled, and he realized it. He gave a gesture like cutting something.
“Aaah…You’re the barber.”
“Yes, how are you? How things are going?”
“Fine. How are you?”
“Great.”
“Mmm…I have to go. See you later.”
“See you”
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How could you forget someone who has ruined your life??
He didn’t ruin my life.
He did! He ruined your hair a.k.a. your life!
Which dictionary are you using?? Hair never means life, never in the entire history of mankind.
Don’t you remember how you had to hide your hair by wearing a cap, which we both agree we would never use it unless it was an emergency???
Well it was months ago, my hair looks better now. And I was really worrying my hair, that I didn’t have any time to peek on the man who was cutting it.
Okay, forget it. It's useless talking to you...

Event #2
It was a cold afternoon; I encounter a man on the way home, he smiled at me and said, “Merhaba Fahmi, how are you? What’s up?”
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“Oh, fine, how are you?” awkwardly.
“Don’t you recognize me?” He said and then voluntarily he explained about the night when He and I went to a dinner together with ten other people, and told me his name.
I still don’t recognize him, but I pretend to know him to make things fast. And then things happen like in event #1.
I think it’s a karma.
Shut up.
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Event #3
It was Thursday 11.00, I was on my to the tramvay station. My lesson is at 1, and I was thinking about going to the mesjid first or to the dining-hall first. When someone said from my back,
“Merhaba”
I turned back, smiled, and said, “Merhaba”. I don’t know him, but he might be someone I met thousand times before even I don’t recognize him. So I continue the talk, “Aaaa… Abi, How are you? Long time no see…
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He seemed confused, and the n said hesitantly “Are you foreigner? I was really curious back there.”
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Damn. He was a total stranger.