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THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

Welcome, son.

Come closer.

Come closer.

Sit down.

If you find it agreeable...

I've brought you presents, Your Highness.

Ismail Can!

Take the presents of our guest.

Divide it among your friends.

Tell me, son, what is your wish?

Everywhere is barren because of drought.

Soil has cracked because it's thirsty.

My village...

has neither enough flour to make bread...

nor enough wheat to make flour.

The elderly people in my village told me...

to come here and find Haji Bektash.

That he wouldn't send me back empty-handed.

That he would definitely help the poor and the needy.

For my family...

and for my fellow villagers...

I would like some wheat, Your Highness.

Shall I give you himmah...

instead of wheat?

What good is himmah, Your Highness?

My family and my fellow villagers are hungry.

I want wheat.

Would you like us to pray for you...

instead of the wheat you need?

Himmah and prayers don't help with the hunger, Your Highness.

I need wheat.

Ismail Can.

Give our guest a cartload of wheat.

God bless you, Your Highness.

-God bless you. -You're welcome.

God bless you.

What a mistake I've made, Your Highness!

You were ready to give me himmah, I kept demanding wheat.

Take back your wheat.

As you suggested before...

pray for me.

You lost your chance, son.

We transferred the key, which would open your heart, to someone else.

Go find him.

Request it from Tapduk Emre anymore.

He has your key.

God is the greatest.

God is the greatest.

I bear witness that there is no deity but God.

Request it from Tapduk Emre anymore.

He has your key.

I bear witness that there is no deity but God.

My resignation letter, officer.

But, Qadi Hazrat...

Do the necessary.

Officer, give me your blessings.

May I come in?

Are you here, Yunus?

I am here, sheikh.

Wheat for wheat-seekers, prayer for prayer-seekers.

Whatever you ask for, Haji Bektash gives it to you.

If you are Yunus, where is the Qadi Yunus?

He is dead, sheikh.

So, Qadi Effendi is dead.

How come you are here, then?

I died, sheikh.

I died.

I died and came back.

Our lodge is for the living not for the dead, Yunus.

Some come to be, some come to die.

One must be alive; both to be and to die.

Our lodge has four walls.

Made of mudbrick.

We built its walls.

Don't think that the lodge performs miracles.

No, no.

You perform miracles.

Do you think I perform miracles?

Do you sincerely think that I perform miracles?

Have you seen me perform miracles ever since you got to know me?

I didn't come here for the lodge.

I came to you, Sheikh.

Why did you come to us?

Tell me, what do you want?

To swear allegiance to you.

To be one of your dervishes.

There's a time, place, and a way of doing things.

Just like everything else.

Come after the Asr prayer.

Come and do it.

Kasim!

Yes, my sheikh?

At your service!

You are familiar with Yunus.

He thinks we have something he has lost.

We will host him suitably.

Well, a student understands another student.

Take him and show him his palace.

There's no deity but God.

You say you're here to be a company for us.

Welcome, welcome.

Since you want something...

do your service and take your share.

Well, the dark-hearted tend to misunderstand my meaning.

You won't serve us. You will be of service...

to man and animal, everything under the sun.

Remember, everything carries His light.

Just like the drop is the proof of the sea...

all creation is the proof of His existence, His light.

So, put the Tawheed into practice.

What does that mean?

Those saying, "La Ilaha Illallah," from their hearts...

those saying, "there's no one above You"...

even walk bearing these words in mind.

This is a matter of feeling.

There are worlds and living things where you step on.

Serve even them.

Now go to your cell...

keep on saying the Tawheed.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah.

Mesud Aga is my witness, sheikh.

There would be neither a vineyard, nor a garden if I hadn't farmed.

It would have been a thorn-garden.

He threatens me with suing me.

He won't take it by force.

What can I do about it?

Well, we want you to talk, sheikh.

Azmi Aga is right.

He has been farming for years.

His brother Gokmen travels to Persia, to Constantinople...

and enjoys himself.

I can talk to him.

But you are the children of the same parents.

It's his share. We can't prevent him from suing you.

Rather than the qadi, we want you to be the judge of this.

We will do as you say.

God knows the best.

We'll think about it.

We beg your leave, sheikh.

Come, Yunus, come.

You weren't here at dinner.

Even for dinner, it's not right to be away from the congregation.

The dervish matures in the kitchen.

Tell me.

I overheard you, sheikh.

Kececi Azmi and his brother have an inheritance case.

I heard it, sheikh.

He said his brother is a tramp.

The Book...

doesn't say he shall be disinherited...

if he is a tramp.

I cannot bring myself to contradict the Proprietor.

I don't mean that, sheikh.

As you have mentioned, they both are the proprietors.

How come they're the proprietor?

They just till the soil.

We are talking about the Original Proprietor.

If it's all right with you...

I can solve this matter between the brothers, sheikh.

There is good in peace.

Reconciliation is obligatory.

Even the name of our religion is 'peace'.

If you accept...

I'm knowledgeable about inheritance law.

You mean you know it well?

I do, sheikh.

Sheikh.

If you want to serve and claim your share...

I'll give you a very important task, Yunus.

Your wish is my command, sheikh.

From now on, you'll do the cleaning of our lodge.

Especially the cells and the courtyard.

Most importantly, the toilets.

Start from Aynali's cell.

Unlike we idlers, he has no time to clean his cell.

THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

THIS PROJECT IS BASED ON 'TEZKIREYI HAS' IBRAHIM HAS AND M.TATCI'S COMPILATIONS.

In the Name of Allah—the Most Compassionate, Most Merciful.

All praise is for Allah Lord of all worlds...

All praise is for Allah Lord of all worlds...

the Most Compassionate, Most Merciful.

the Most Compassionate, Most Merciful.

Azmi Aga!

Prepare your bow and arrow.

There is news from my brother-in-law in Gokcesaray.

They have seen five deer on Mount Akcali.

They are all well-fed.

Is this your only problem, Bayram Aga?

We'll have a feast in honour of Minberci.

What?!

You claim to hunt 60 deer in one single winter.

Peace be upon you.

Aktar Husnu will join you.

You were complaining about his debts to you.

Now you two are going hunting, eh?

Well, that's one thing, this is quite another.

He owes me, but he's not as lazy as the lot of you.

He wanted to come of his own accord, without an invitation.

Peace be upon you, gentlemen.

-And upon you. -And upon you, sheikh.

Sheikh, we are going hunting, would you like to come along?

The hunter becomes the prey, Bayram Aga.

I am an exceptionally good hunter, sheikh!

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, sheikh.

Not at all!

Not at all!

Welcome, sheikh.

How are you, Bayram Aga?

We're thankful for your help, sheikh. We have everything we need.

You honour us with your presence.

It's very hot. What may we serve you? What would you like?

Just to catch my breath, son.

Repair our picks and shovels, Bayram Aga.

There is work to be done in the garden.

I am at your service, sheikh.

Remember.

We cannot work without tools.

Take care of yourselves.

Son, your brother Kececi says you've been away from work for years.

He says, "if it hadn't been for me, there'd be no garden."

I do not want the garden...

I want my share in our property, sheikh.

You've been travelling for 30 years!

Has it just occurred to you that you have property?

Do you know how many people our land feeds?

Or do you think I'm a tramp like you...

who wanders in Baghdad, Constantinople?

Sheikh, I do respect you...

but I want my share!

Your brother is not the owner of the property.

Who is it, then?

Who'll give me my share if my brother doesn't?

The propety was your father's once.

Before him, it was your grandfather's.

Before him, his grandfather's.

And a Greek had sold it to him.

Similarly, he inherited it from his grandfather.

In that case, what property...

or whose property are you talking about, son?

Since this property was theirs...

why did they give it to you?

Why didn't they take it along?

We're talking about the original owner of the property.

Suppose you got the field.

How long will you keep it?

20 years, let's say 40.

Then a new owner, then another new owner.

To its next owner.

Well, is this property yours?

So, it belongs neither to you nor to your brother Kececi.

Well, what does this mean?

You will guard the property for its original owner...

in return, you cultivate the soil...

and make a living.

That was a good sermon, Sheikh Effendi.

My brother has been guarding it for 20 years.

I've not had a single fruit of our garden.

How long have cultivated it, Azmi?

For 20 years, sheikh.

From now on, Gokmen Aga will guard it...

for 20 years, then.

What do you say?

I'm in, Sheikh Effendi.

Sheikh...

this tramp...

We trust our sheikh's judgement, don't we, Azmi Aga?

Well...

you let me be the judge of this.

I was about to get above myself.

-We didn't mean it, sheikh. -No, we didn't.

Let me help you, Bacim Sultan.

I am here, do not bother.

Let me help you, please.

It's just some clover and I'm here anyway.

Alacali is sick.

What is the matter with it?

It doesn't feel like eating.

My mother said clover is the best medicine.

I heard that you came to God's path, that you've joined the dervish lodge.

Welcome to our dervish lodge.

Thank you.

Come on, Selman, chop-chop! There is a lot of work!

When they come, I will close the shop and go along.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, sheikh.

Take care of our picks and shovels, Bayram.

Fix them as soon as possible and send them back.

Your will is my command, sheikh.

May God bless all your endeavours.

Amen.

What's happened, Azmi Aga?

Well, There!

You came to this lodge to become a servant!

Why are you not satisfied?

Why are you annoyed?

That is what you wanted!

Yunus Effendi!

Come, Yunus, come!

Do the tasks I give you tire you?

No, sheikh, they don't.

But I'm not quite used to this kind of work.

Working makes one happy.

One can do anything as long as one wants it with one's heart.

So long as one's heart is dedicated.

Sheikh...

I know I shouldn't claim a job here.

But if you assign me the inheritance case...

between Kececi Azmi and his brother...

I will have the opportunity to serve you much more efficiently.

You say you're familiar with this kind of things, eh?

-Well said. -I didn't mean it.

Who taught you Sharia Law in Karatay?

Master Semseddin Mardini.

Not the first time you've said you are knowledgeable about it.

Yes, I am.

Azmi Aga, you appealed to our sheikh for judgment...

and then you disagreed with it. What will you do about it?

Was I mistaken by appealing to our sheikh, Bayram Aga?

Not at all! The judgement has been pronounced. Why complain?

Well, well! If a metal splinter was stolen from your shop...

you'd demand it immediately!

Which is not as dear as a large field, eh!

Now, how are these related?

Has your brother Gokmen stolen your land?

Bayram Aga is right, Kececi, don't doubt the judgment of our sheikh.

Your heart will darken, God forbid!

I don't doubt anything, Husnu Aga!

But I have told our sheikh ten times...

that my brother Gokmen is a tramp!

Well, did he not believe you?

He has but still he granted him the land!

He wanted him to cultivate the land.

Anyway, no good will come out of this conversation.

I know nothing of such matters.

The only thing I do know is that my sheikh is always right.

Same here, Bayram Aga!

The fact that the great qadi resigned...

shows that our sheikh is never wrong.

Thanks to him, Minberci was saved...

we will cook deer in his honour.

You talk as if you've already hunted the deer.

I am not feeling well today.

I'd like to say something...

but nothing comes to my mind.

Oh, please, sheikh, please.

Am I a sheikh?

What are you, then?

Your disciple, if you will, sheikh.

What is a disciple?

Some of us have studied Arabic in a great madrasah.

I shall tell you as much as I am able to, then.

It's related to the word 'will'.

That who submits his will to God. That who disregards himself.

It refers to that who knows and obeys only the Creator.

Thus, all creatures are disciples.

My dear Ali Taygu, thus, do not let your bodily senses...

deceive you about your Creator.

You're right.

Then, a disciple is someone who submits.

But this submission must come from the heart.

Doesn't our religion, Islam, also require submission?

What is the meaning of 'Rab'? He who disciplines.

So the disciple is to submit with the acceptance coming from the heart.

Well, is it easy to be Ali?

Why do you think most religious orders date back to him?

Because he was a disciple of our prophet...

for whose sake everything in the universe was created.

Submission is...

the way Hazrat Pir behaves towards our Prophet.

Which brings about discipline.

As history tells us, he was brave not because he struggled...

against the enemy on the battlefield.

On the contrary, he was brave...

because he struggled against himself.

I've been thinking about something.

I thought I'd tell you this after the prayer. But now is the time.

I'd like to assign a new task to you, Yunus.

I think you're the only eligible one to do this task in our lodge.

From now on, you'll say, 'I do not know'.

Whatever they ask you just say, 'I do not know'.

Whoever wants to hear your opinion...

about anything, say, 'I do not know'.

Keep on saying it.

As dhikr is obligatory for a disciple...

from now on, to say 'I do not know' is obligatory for you.

Have a blessed morning, then.

Have a blessed morning.

Are you ignoring me?

I do not know.

I guess you haven't slept a wink.

I do not know.

I came to see if you were ready to perform salah.

Well, I'll perform wudu then.

You brought this upon yourself, Yunus.

What did you want? Did you come to the lodge for this?

Did you resign from your post to become a sweeper?

You have no right to rebel. You wanted this.

No one forced you.

You came of your own accord.

La ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah. La ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah.

La ilaha illallah. La ilaha illallah.

-May I come in, Dervis Cagri? -Of course, please.

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

God sometimes gives man such a good lesson...

that the servant becomes the sultan, and the sultan becomes the slave.

What's happened, Boluluzade?

Come along! Look what I will show you.

Good morning, brother.

Do you need help?

I do not know.

Give you a hand and get it done?

I do not know.

Who came to be? Who died?

Who came to be? Who died?

Who came to be? Who died?

I do not know.

Aynali likes feeding ants.

Oh, people! Hear ye! Hear ye!

The Chief Qadi will appoint a new qadi to the post...

that Qadi Yunus resigned from. Hear ye! Hear ye!

Muslu Aga, who'll be the new qadi? I'm sure you do know who it is.

Not at all, sir.

I'm a humble town crier.

I announce the news, not my prophecies.

Thank you, Muslu Aga.

Good news, tell us good news.

Do you know the new qadi will be?

No, Mesud Aga.

When Qadi Yunus Effendi's resignation letter...

was received by the Chief Qadi, he was very surprised.

Well, of course. He had just taken up the post.

The Chief Qadi tries to keep the justice system going.

Aren't we also surprised, Mesud Aga?

The actual murderer Sari Halil was arrested and Minberci was released.

So what's the point of resigning when he's done something good?

I'm at a loss.

Life is full of surprises, Hasan Aga.

God wanted it that way.

What are you guys talking about?

What Qadi Yunus? Blacksmith Bayram saw that

even Vizier Ata Fahrettin came and wore allegiance to our sheikh...

and asked for his prayer.

Of course we all know about it!

He was a great Seljuq Vizier.

Well, are we talking about an ordinary person?

He's a qadi. Is it the lodge or Nallihan that needs the qadi?

Kececi, your tongue seems to be as sharp as the knife...

that you've been holding.

Why are you saying that, Bayram Aga?

Why did you say such a thing, Kececi?

Am I lying? Was he sent here as a disciple or a qadi?

Good news, sir. Deer are moving towards Akcal.

Let's hunt them before the hunters of Gokbel.

Fancy that! Don't mind them.

Selman, chop-chop, we'll be hunting tomorrow. Finish this off.

Who is it?

Kira!

Why are you surprised?

I didn't know you'd come today.

Oh, that's why don't let me in. I see.

-Welcome, dear. -Thank you, Hanim Ana.

It smells exceptionally good.

I put mint in it, that's why.

Come on. Sit down.

You can't believe what's happened!

Come on, this is killing me!

Qadi Yunus. He's a disciple of my father, you know?

Of course, I do, Bacim Sultan.

Everyone in Nallihan is talking about Qadi Yunus.

They were talking in my father's office.

What were they talking about?

You tell me first.

My father assigned Qadi Yunus as the sweeper of the lodge.

-No way, the qadi? -Shh!

Come on, eat it right away.

Why do I feel ashamed?

Everyone in Nallihan knows about it.

Hearing is one thing, seeing is another.

I do not know.

I do not know.

I do not know.

I do not know.

Go back to the office, retract your resignation.

Write to the Chief Qadi to return to your position.

We didn't appoint you a qadi...

so that you might resign from your post to be able to follow...

an old and illiterate dervish, Yunus Effendi?

I do not know.

Did I teach you all of that...

so that you can play the ignorant by saying 'I don't know', Yunus?

I do not know.

Retract your resignation, ask for my forgiveness, Yunus.

We will forgive. You will exercise justice.

What's good about this? He does not even know how to read or write.

You learned every science in Karatay.

What do you find in this dervish lodge...

that you couldn't find in the best madrasah?

Did we give you authority for you to be a servant of an illiterate dervish?

O God!

Bismillah.

O God!

Bismillah!

-O God! -Bismillah.

-O God! -Bismillah.

-O God. -Bismillah.

It's all right.

Can we take a break, master?

We'll take a break at our sheikh's place.

Come on, close the shop.

Open it after the morning prayer.

Husnu Aga and I will go hunting at dawn.

Aren't you coming to the lodge, gentlemen?

I'll go home and change my clothes.

Then I will come, Sahin Aga.

All right.

-Peace be upon you, gentlemen. -And upon you.

And upon you.

Well, aren't you coming to the lodge?

-We will, sir. -Come along, then. Let's not be late.

Good evening to you, gentlemen.

What is it, Azmi Aga? Aren't you coming?

My wife asked me to be home early she has something to say, sheikh.

I will go home.

Sister Fatma always attends the lodge though.

Say hello to Sister Fatma.

I will.

I'm off, sheikh.

Let's go to the lodge then.

Allahu akbar.

-O God. -Hu.

Welcome, friends.

How are you, Uncle Kemal?

God bless you, sheikh.

I do not have a problem other than old age.

How is the vineyard? Are the crops good?

I have two sons, both of whom are tramps.

No one cares about my land.

The apple gardens have turned to thorny gardens.

The field does not warn water against what it nourishes.

It's like the truth. You water the field...

it's both for the apple and the thorn.

The apple or the thorn the pear or something else.

Water does not care what it is nourishing.

Water is so blessed...

that nourishes both the thorn and the apple.

What we can deduce here...

is that water nourishes both the thorn and the apple, Uncle Kemal.

Thus, although your sons act like a tramp...

you must not say bad things about them.

Bear in mind that your daughters that you brought up...

in the same room are as pure as Hazrat Fatimah.

Boys are the thorn in our case.

Truth, thus, acts like water.

It nourishes both the rose and the thorn.

It is such a food...

that everybody benefits from it.

Take our small dervish lodge.

There are neither roses nor thorns here.

Do you think you will be considered a rose...

because you listened to an old and half-blind wall-builder?

Have I told you the story of Wahshi?

The one who was Hazrat Hamza maryred by.

Hazrat Hamza was the best of humans.

The infidels were scared of him the most, in the Battle of Uhud.

He had killed eight enemies.

After that, he attacked others.

Wahshi was also located behind a rock...

and he aimed at him with his spear.

Abu Sufyan's wife, Hind, gave him this job.

He would follow only Hazrat Hamza on the battlefield.

While he was roaring like a lion...

Wahshi threw his spear and speared him.

The lion of God, the most courageous of the believers...

was martyred there and then.

However, Wahshi knew our prophet very well.

They lived in the same place, and they always saw each other.

The same water that grew a rose like Hamza...

it grew a thorn like Wahshi.

The rose or the thorn- water did not care.

To the extent that it grew the thorn killing the rose.

Oh, does the thorn turn into the rose?

Similar to the way water turns iron into steel...

as it feeds on water, the thorn will turn to the rose.

God can make it happen. But how can He make it happen?

Repentance. What does repent mean?

It means turning the thorn into the rose.

Hazrat Wahshi.

Let me tell you about him.

Some of you were surprised that I called him 'hazrat'.

I'll tell you the truth of the matter.

Eight years after the Hijrah.

The day Mecca was conquered, Wahshi escaped from Mecca.

He went to Medina. He found our prophet in the mosque.

He went up to him.

"I want to be a Muslim, Messenger of God," he said.

But one verse of the Koran says...

Believers do not commit adultery.

They do not drink.

They don't kill except by right.

Whoever should do that will meet a penalty.

"Considering these verses, I've committed adultery..."

"I drank and I also killed innocent people."

I killed your dearest uncle.

Can't I become a Muslim and be redeemed?

Our Prophet...

turned to Wahshi who was hopelessly trembling...

and answered him with a verse.

Except for "those who repent, believe, and do good deeds."

Here, the thorn fed on the same water turned into a rose.

Wahshi, who martyred Hazrat Hamza, turned into Hazrat Wahshi.

After a while, the great commander Khalid Bin Walid...

waged war against the false prophet Musaylimah al-Kadhdhab...

who rebelled against our prophet and proclaimed prophethood.

Walid had Hazrat Wahshi in his army.

And with the spear that he martyred Hazrat Hamza...

this time he killed the false prophet Musaylimah al-Kadhdhab.

Even more astonishing is the thorn-headed Musaylimah...

was once one of our prophet's followers.

A believer who fed on the water that turns a thorn into a rose.

-Our Sheikh speaks very nicely. -Thank God Who makes it happen.

Well, you are sweeping before it gets crowded.

Our lodge has some property, Yunus.

We find food to cock in our kitchen.

We plant our fruits and vegetables.

Together, we cultivate the land by helping each other.

Do you want another mission?

I do not know.

After the prayer, take the picks and shovels...

go to the bazaar, leave them to Demirci Bayram.

Tell him to repair all of them, fix them carefully.

Tell him...

to finish his work...

and not to step out of his shop before he's done with them.

All right, I won't keep you busy.

Tell him not to neglect his work.

Tell him not to leave it unfinished.

Come to your senses, Qadi Yunus.

Will you walk among those...

whose life you had changed with your judgement...

as a dervish carrying a pick and a shovel on your back?

I do not know.

Drop the broom.

Go back to your office while you can.