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THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

Light one more candle on the table.

Welcome, Sheikh Effendi.

Servants are Yours and You are theirs.

he illness comes from You, the cure comes from You, too.

O Healer!

The cure comes from You, Lord.

How did it happen?

Master Sevki and I were making the minbar...

for the mosque of Doganca village.

We called it a day and packed our stuff.

We performed the Maghrib prayer in the same mosque...

hoping to perform the Isha prayer in the lodge.

The moon brightened the night like milk.

Let's catch our breath, Master Sevki.

Right on the path stretching from Cevizlidere to Sugozu...

I saw a horse without its owner.

Master Sevki?

Come along, Dagistanli.

A horse at night in the middle of nowhere.

Obviously, it wasn't wild.

But its owner wasn't about.

We got worried and went up to the horse.

Hold this, Sevki.

-It's Yunus! -Is he dead or alive?

He's alive, he's alive, by God!

Maybe this caused it.

I don't know if the snake bit him or not.

Are you saying this to me now?

The snake bit his arm. that's why he has bruises.

We've had many snakes this winter.

We have lots of antidote.

O Healer!

Our dervish, Ahi Evran, says...

that the cure is the poison.

And the poison is the cure.

You are the one who turns the poison into the cure...

and the cure into the poison, o Lord.

ONE WEEK LATER

He hasn't woken up for so many days, father.

If your plan is to take the road of love...

to reunite with your beloved...

to reunite with your beloved...

We call Him Calap...

pronounced as 'Allah' in our hearts.

He's also called the Lord...

of Glory and Generosity.

One wants to see His beautiful face right away.

And to be charmed by that beauty.

But He first tests one with sorrow and troubles.

The Lord of Glory and Generosity.

Thus, accept His Glory, first only then will He be Generous.

He first tests people with sorrow, problems, and ordeal...

then He grants them grace, beneficence and honour.

What is the reason for this?

But why does His Generosity have to follow His Glory?

To ascertain that the love is genuine.

Who knows what he is thinking now.

What would one think in such a state?

Is he conscious?

Can he tell between dreams and reality?

The wound is on his skin, not in his soul.

Cumali Efendi!

Cumali Efendi!

Mesud Efendi.

It has been years, Qadi Effendi.

What wind blew you here from Nallihan?

I came here from Anatolia...

for the council of Ahi leaders.

Come.

Come, sit here.

I knew that you'd be in Konya.

Everyone in Nallihan knows that you became the Chief Qadi.

I am so glad that you came.

I am so glad that you came.

You have come here all the way from Konya.

Stay here. Be my house guest.

Thank you, Chief Qadi Hazrat.

But I need to go to Kirsehir as soon as possible.

You will go, sure, you will.

But be my guest for a few days.

Thank you, Chief Qadi Hazrat.

I've brought you some news.

I'll break the news and beg your leave.

My sheikh would like to see you.

When I arrived in Konya to kiss your hand...

he wanted me to tell you...

that he invites you.

He seems to be having a happy dream.

Come on then.

La ilaha illallah.

I guess the snake's poison is very strong.

But he will recover inshallah.

Doctor Mikel Effendi says that he's neither dead nor alive.

I saw him for the first time when I went to read the Quran two days ago.

It's been a month, sir. You'd be surprised. He's too thin.

As thin as a rake.

Let us thank God that he is still alive.

What if Minberci didn't find him in the wilderness?

I will never forget that moment.

One would think he was dead.

Everything happens for a reason

Let's pray for his recovery, dervishes.

How have you been, Aynali?

I've told you many times that people pray here, Aynali.

Don't bring that dirt here.

Dervish.

Take him back to nature.

He used to go away without returning for months.

Now he doesn't go anywhere.

We all like Aynali.

He's beloved by all in Nallihan.

Aynali is our one and only.

I also protect him as much as I can.

After all, who knows what will become of any one of us?

One day you are sane, and the next day you are mad.

THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

-Welcome, dear. -Thank you, my sheikh.

-My father sends his greetings. -Thank you.

How is he? Did he have a temperature at night?

It's all right.

He's paying his dues.

-Peace be upon you, Mesud Efendi. -And upon you, sir.

Take a seat.

What is it?

You look as if you saw a stranger, Mesud Efendi.

Oh, Yunus Efendi!

How quickly you forget me.

I can never forget you. I know.

You've become the Chief Qadi in Konya.

This big world has made us like itself.

You came after so many years...

and said that the sheikh wanted to see me...

when you found me in Konya.

I didn't come to Konya, Qadi Hazrat.

I neither came to Konya nor said our sheikh wanted to see you.

What are you saying, Mesud Efendi?

Don't you have anything else to do that you mock me?

Not at all, Chief Qadi Hazrat.

It's not only against my nature, but it's also not my place.

But I didn't come to Konya...

and find you.

I didn't say that my sheikh summoned you.

Our sheikh has been dead...

for 10 years.

He neither stays here nor goes to the Other Side.

He should not hurry up.

He should be patient.

He should think it over.

The temperature quickens the blood circulation.

The quick circulation causes time expansion.

Let him travel to other worlds.

We will see if he decides to stay or go.

Some want to be ill.

Some want to be healed.

When one can ask for it...

God may grant it.

I won't let you go without drinking a cup of water this time.

I will accept that, and then I will go home.

Be patient, dear.

Mikel Efendi will be here too.

I have made halva.

My sheikh's halva is absolutely addictive.

Let's go inside then, dear.

Well, it's difficult to be Aynali's companion, Sahip Efendi.

I had Cagri take it back to nature, sir...

but it's come back.

My dear Kasim!

Take Sahip Efendi to the courtyard so that it can feed there.

Come on.

Seemingly, he's recovered.

No wounds or bruises on his skin.

He has just a scar here. But it's small.

Minberci is rubbing ointment on his wound.

I hope it heals. He will wake up, dervish.

Your companion was looking for you, dervish.

Let Sahip Efendi feed freely here.

Why do you call him 'Sahip'?

He is the owner of time.

He lives hundreds of years.

If lifespan were the mainstay...

it would be sitting on the throne of Sultan Suleyman.

Ali Taygu, do we have halva in the kitchen?

We do, my sheikh.

Well, then let's go to the kitchen.

You don't bother, my sheikh. We'll set the table.

Sharing halva is just my pleasure, Ali Taygu.

God, forgive me.

Don't let the devil tempt us, Lord.

I like you because our sheikh condescends to care for you.

I've tolerated you enough, so stop testing my patience.

I have imperfections like everyone!

I've avoided breaking your heart. So...

sane or insane, you must know your place!

Ya shafi, ya kafi, ya muafi, ya Allah.

My sheikh!

Aynali! Let it just get out of here!

It's probably sick or has a tick. Its impure blood stained my hand.

Just do let it go.

Forgive me.

It is impure. I was pissed off when I saw it.

It makes me impure, too.

I know that it is also a living being.

I obey our Sheikh and believe God is the source of everything.

But animals must be in the animal world...

and humans in the human world.

An impure animal! It's better to have a kitten.

Our sheikh also likes cats. And cats are not impure.

Huh?

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

I seek refuge with God from the pelted Satan.

I've come to see Yunus Efendi.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, Kasim Efendi. Welcome.

He'll get better day by day, inshallah.

Thank God, his apparent wounds and bruises have healed.

The scars are disappearing.

Wounds on the skin heal easily. I hope he wakes up soon.

I hope he will look into the world again.

I hope he will get over this.

That's a matter of time.

Inshallah.

If you'll excuse me, Mother Sultan.

Of course, Kasim Efendi.

Do you have any orders?

Not at all.

Only your well-being, Kasim Efendi.

My sheikh and I will come again.

Oh, I forgot to ask you. Are you hungry?

No, thank you. I'm fasting, if He accepts it.

Of course, He does.

We only follow His orders.

Of course, He does.

My husband always says, "leave the rest to God."

"Leave the rest to God."

My sheikh always speaks like a poet.

His words carry a lot of meanings.

Sherbet.

Enjoy it, sir.

I've known you since I was a child, dervish.

Is it not difficult at your age?

My sheikh used to say...

"He who walks with love can carry the world."

"He who walks without love..."

"carries a corpse called body."

Yunus Guyende!

Yunus Efendi!

Let him suffer a little, Mikel Efendi.

Let him suffer.

If suffering was not something worthwhile...

would Jesus suffer? Would He make people suffer?

The lover candidate...

must first persuade the Beloved.

Throw roses to the one who slaps you, turn your other cheek.

A lover doesn't react to someone who beats him...

and to someone who swears at him.

So, if this isn't also the tenet of Christianity...

what is it, Mikel Efendi?

He must climb Mount Sinai with Moses.

He must suffer along with Jesus.

He must be stoned with Mohammad Mustafa in Ta'if.

One cannot both live without suffering...

and rest in the Seven Heavens.

Then how must it be, Doctor Efendi?

Without love?

How will you go up there?

I'd like to know.

How will you walk up to the Seven Heavens?

This is done by completing each other.

What does God say in the New Testament about Jesus?

"I have not come to abolish it..."

"but to fulfill it."

Huh?

Isn't this written in the New Testament, Doctor Efendi?

Yes, my dear friend.

Then what is it that he fulfils?

He completes what Moses brought on Mount Sinai.

So, he who fulfils his predecessor's work...

will be fulfilled...

by his successor.

Well, then the last link in the chain...

is Muhammad Mustafa.

The way of the dervish, then, is from Moses to Jesus...

and from Jesus to Muhammad Mustafa.

Well, the dervish didn't build the road himself.

There are those making the road and those walking on that road.

You talk very sweetly, my dear friend.

You explain our book to us.

I hope one day our Armenian Community listens to you, my friend.

Maybe they’ll understand the truth.

I'm a servant who has not...

completed himself, Doctor Efendi.

I cannot talk about the truth.

I am here for the love of God...

not for my problems.

Is everyone invited to the Lord?

Indeed, they are.

We invite not in words but in action.

So much so that both the deaf...

and the blind see it.

What were we saying, Doctor Efendi?

My old mind forgets easily.

Ah!

Let him suffer.

They made Moses suffer.

They made Jesus suffer.

They made Muhammad Mustafa suffer.

Let him suffer.

Suffering makes us our Prophets' companion.

We don't have any mattresses, so please excuse us.

I guess you were passing by.

We knew that you were in Konya.

We heard that you became Chief Qadi.

I went to the lodge.

It was ruined.

There was no flower in the garden.

A wind of sadness blows there.

Early on, Molla Kasim would preach.

When the blessed body of our sheikh was buried...

people called it a shrine. They were looking for Emrem Sultan Village.

They wanted to come and recite Al-Fatiha.

How did you meet my sheikh?

Do you remember, Yunus Efendi?

Old man!

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

Where are you coming from, where are you going?

I am on a never ending journey.

That is for sure though.

Well, tell me then.

My horse is very thirsty.

Is there a water source hereabouts?

It’s likely to rain cats and dogs soon.

Are you kidding me, old man?

The weather was clear.

How did you know it was going to rain?

It's my knees, son.

Whenever it's going to rain, my knees hurt.

I thought you performed a miracle.

Can there be a better miracle than this?

How is that a miracle?

Are you the one who sends down the rain?

Of course not!

I am not.

But it's the rain that gives me this pain in my knees.

Recently, he hadn't opened his eyes.

Even though they regret it now, they oppressed him.

Both the qadi himself...

and the selfish, the self-righteous that abuse God's words.

Why should my decision be changed? Is it wrong?

I saw the murderer with my own eyes.

So justice means the eyes of the qadi?

What if the qadi is blind?

And then...

why was the lodge ruined?

After my sheikh's death...

Molla Kasim did the preaching.

Are you Sheikh Tapduk Emre?

No, I am not.

Inshallah, I will only be the dust on his shoes.

I have summoned him. Where is he?

Our Sheikh is performing dhikr.

A murderer has been hiding in the dervish lodge.

Hand him over at once.

Minberci Hasan. Bring him to justice.

I said that our sheikh is performing dhikr, Qadi Effendi.

I have neither the right to turn in someone taking shelter...

in our lodge nor a pebble...

without our sheikh's permission.

What happened next?

What did Molla Kasim do?

Why did he stop preaching?

Later on, he was appointed as a mufti.

In Ermenek, somewhere in Karaman.

When he married our sheikh's daughter Bacim Sultan...

his primary concerns naturally changed.

Peace be upon you, Mikel Efendi.

And upon you. Welcome.

Have a blessed evening.

To us all.

Let me help you.

It is not heavy, Qadi Effendi. I went to get some fabric from Kira...

we lost track of time while talking.

Minberci didn't say what happened to his horse.

He got it from a friend in Konya, my sheikh.

It was in Doctor Mikel's barn. Cagri brought it.

My father fed him carefully.

Well, then. Thank God that the snake didn't bite the horse.

No one cares about people.

Alas, who cares about animals?

When people die, they are buried.

When animals die, they are just carrion.

What about Minberci Hasan? Where's he?

After the sheikh died, he didn't stay in Nallihan.

"I can't live here without him," he'd say.

He became a disciple of Sheikh Ahmet Cemi Hazrat.

He went to Elazig.

Last year, we had two dervishes coming from there.

They told me that he became a wealthy man.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Stop!

Minberci Hasan is innocent!

You didn't even take a sip of your sherbet, Qadi Efendi.

You don't even have a glass for yourself...

let alone a sip.

I am fasting today.

I hope it's accepted.

At this age...

you walk the streets here and there...

and quench the people's thirst...

but you burn yourself through fasting?

My sheikh said...

that the ney can be made only from the burned cane.

Looks like he has a knot on his face as if he's suffering.

He was smiling just now.

Who knows what he sees in his dream?

Maybe he sees us.

Maybe we are the dreamers...

that see him here.

It's the moment, this is the moment.

This moment is the moment.

Just take a sip.

I know you're being thoughtful.

But you're doing my nafs a favour...

not by drinking, but by refusing to drink it.

Do not make its job easy.

Do not feed that pig.

May it heal you.

Dervish Cagri became a veteran.

They say he's in Sogut, Osman Ghazi Han's Beylik.

Do you remember? Alaiye?

I don't know what's become of Dervish Atilla.

I think that he went to Azerbaijan.

He spent a little time in a Rufa'i lodge.

He went to Damascus from there.

They say that he boarded a ship and arrived in Cairo...

on the opposite side of the sea.

You didn't ask about Aynali.

Don't you worry about him? Or don't you remember him?

I do remember him.

What's done is done. The dead are dead.

What's done is done. The dead are dead.

What's done is done. The dead are dead.

What's done is done. The dead are dead.

What's done is done. The dead are dead.

Who came to be? Who died?

It's too late to say, 'I wish'.

Indeed in pain my life was...

Never short of 'alas'.

I'm very happy...

to see you, Guyende Efendi.

You've opened the windows of the past.

Our sheikh said...

"this world is a window that everyone looks out and goes".

If you go to Konya...

if you need anything...

you may always...

come and see me.

Thank you very much, Yunus Effendi.

To visit a friend is our tradition....

but the way we follow is clear.