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THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

Since you're here with him, excuse us.

We need to cook for our visitors.

You may go.

We will talk with Yunus Effendi.

What do you say, molla?

About Yunus Efendi's condition, sheikh?

Yes, molla, that too.

I'd like to hear your thoughts.

God willing, he'll recover, my sheikh.

Your prayers will heal him, inshallah.

You take it for granted that sheikhs' prayers are accepted.

If the sheikh is poor, then yes.

If he is desperate, then yes.

If he is an orphan, or ill, yes.

If he is a student, then yes.

If he's a soldier or an old man, then yes.

As long as he knows how to ask for it.

He should also know if he has the cheek to do it.

Well!

Then, yes.

But if he doesn't know how to ask for it...

poor or rich, a sheikh or a disciple...

a servant or a sultan...

Oh!

Every letter arrives at its destination.

The important thing is to get a response to the letter.

Not getting any response is also fine.

It's better than getting a bad response.

But getting a bad response...

is even better. It might be a warning.

What is the problem, then?

It's the warning. It's like this.

Who does a person warn? Someone he likes, of course.

Assume that a passenger...

that you know is on the road.

Suppose that a human being...

looking for his way after losing it. And you know where it is.

Wouldn't you say, 'Hey, you!'.

'You are in the wrong direction, follow this path.'

This is the way we humans warn each other.

Well...

God will not stop you.

God warns us with troubles, then.

Stop.

Sit...

be paralysed or bedridden. Be unable to move.

Think about it. Smarten up.

A trouble is the embodiment of a warning.

What is it, then?

It means that you are still being warned.

So you are still in trouble.

Well?

Cheer up, o fool!

Because someone still loves you.

I'll stay with him, sir.

You...

go back to your cell, Kasim.

My wife and daughter will tend to his every need.

The poison is very strong but he'll recover, inshallah.

He hasn't opened his eyes for days, father.

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

to reunite with your beloved...

you will be tested with troubles.

I'll stay with him, sir.

You...

go back to your cell, Kasim.

My wife and daughter will tend to his every need.

God, forgive me.

May I come in, my sheikh?

Come in, Kasim, come in.

My eyes don't see well anymore.

Until I line this rosary...

the cord will get old. If the cord doesn’t get old...

life will.

If there is one.

Obviously, you have something to say.

Tell me.

If you'll excuse me...

I would like to state something, sheikh.

Tell me what it is.

It's about Yunus, sheikh.

What about Yunus?

Days and weeks have passed since his accident.

An accident is never blind...

as long as you are not blind.

Some people are blind like me...

and some have a huge ego that blinds them.

Well, what did you expect?

If you ride a dragon...

with your tiny little and weak body...

well, how can you restrain that dragon?

Obviously, I'm talking about nafs.

If you ride a seven-headed dragon without knowing yourself...

you may fall off a horse...

or may get easily carried away.

Tell me what you were going to say.

Who's fallen is fallen.

When a guest stays for too long...

he becomes a burden, sheikh.

I want to say this.

If you permit me, I want to take Yunus to his cell.

He shouldn't be a burden...

on your wife and your daughter...

as well as on you.

One is never a burden on anyone. But can only be a companion, Kasim.

He should open his eyes first.

Tomorrow will take care of itself.

I've made a habit of using this expression.

Tomorrow will take care of itself.

What about yesterday?

What about the day before?

Are you still here, Sahip Efendi?

Let's go and enjoy our garden, eh?

Why did you bring it, my dear father?

Let it enjoy the garden here.

Give it some clover to feed on.

How is Yunus?

My mother is tending him.

How is he now?

He has a fever and is thirsty.

That's how it happens.

One crosses rivers and seas...

but one still craves a drop of water.

We don't need someone crossing rivers and seas...

but someone who dives into them.

Kasim wants to take him to his cell...

and look after him there.

He should open his eyes first.

It's up to you.

But does he think that he's a burden on us?

What burden, mother?

Is looking after the sick a burden?

Isn't this blood, wife?

Is it Yunus's?

There's some on your hand too.

I see.

Let me see. Take these away.

We don’t want blood stains around.

Come here.

Come here, Sahip Efendi.

Come on out. Let me see your beautiful face.

Our life is not as long as yours but...

but we still have time.

We can wait.

What are you doing, father?

Waiting, dear.

He says that he's waiting for the turtle.

Why? Good Lord!

He's waiting with a knife in his hand.

We have things to do, Effendi.

Come on out, let me see your neck.

Well, then.

But I told you I have plenty of time.

Of course, you will come out.

Then we will get it done.

Aha, there you go!

You get hurt, yes...

Wait.

No pain, no grace.

Stop.

Oh, thank God.

JOURNEY OF LOVE

Is there anyone who went and didn't come back?

Welcome, Yunus Efendi.

Welcome.

Hey, hey, wait.

Where are you going?

You have just come.

Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

May God protect you from all evil.

Amen.

Where's Minberci? Didn't you see him?

Ismail and he went somewhere yesterday.

Ah! No, no. I suppose Master Sevki and he...

will build a minbar in some village. I really forgot.

The oil drum was outside, did you take it to the pantry?

I did, master.

The lid was a bit open. So I closed it tight.

Good, well done.

Peace be upon you, friends.

May the peace, mercy, and blessings of God be with you.

With all of us.

Where is Kasim?

In his cell, sheikh.

Shall we summon him?

Yes.

Ask him to come here, please.

Did the olive oil drums come, Ali Taygun?

Yes, sheikh, we took them down to the pantry.

-Did you go to the mill? -We did, sheikh.

Good, then flare up the fire...

let’s make some flour halva, to sweeten our mouths.

As you wish, sheikh.

You asked for me, sheikh.

Has Guyende brought water?

He's preparing the bottles, sheikh, he’s still here.

Good.

Let him tell the craftsmen in the market...

that we're making flour halva.

As you wish, sheikh.

Come, Kasim, come.

Come, Guyende, come.

Guyende.

Our sheikh has ordered.

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.

How have you been, Sahip Efendi?

Has your pain subsided a bit?

The world is like this.

You carry it on your back.

It sucks your blood.

Parasites never understand...

that they shouldn't depend on others.

But you look better now.

Those who don't understand it are removed by force.

We gave you a bit of trouble though.

Patience.

Good at biding your time, eh?

It had a tick.

Went in by its neck.

Dervish Aynali brought it here for a reason.

He meant for us to diagnose its sickness.

What did we do?

We threw a life struggling to survive here and there.

Only a friend can appreciate the value of life.

There's always a reason.

May God never test us like that again.

Get well soon, fellow.

Thank you.

Fellow.

-May peace be with you. -All of us, inshallah.

Get well soon.

Our patient has recovered, thank God.

Thanks to you, Mikel Efendi.

I just treated him, sir. You invited the cure with your prayers.

Is there anyone who doesn’t pray, Mikel Efendi?

The doctor is the means.

They say doctors are Azrael's agent for a reason.

I prepared some medicine for him.

Some carob paste to give his strength back.

He's been in bed for a long time, he must be very weak.

Is our fellow able to walk?

His body is quite weak.

We need to hold his arm. It’d be better if we escort him.

He’d get tired very quickly.

Kasim would escort him.

May it never happen to you again, Yunus Efendi.

Were you with him when he woke up?

No, I was not.

I saw him afterwards.

After the accident, when they came to my father...

-they were afraid that... -Don't say that!

He's saved.

The rest is not important.

Hopefully, he'll be up in no time.

The foods are getting cold.

Let’s go and check them out.

Step slowly.

Do you feel pain in your leg?

Take a step with your other leg slowly.

Slow, slow.

It's feels scary in the beginning.

Like he's taking his first steps in the world.

As if there’s a colony of ants under his foot that he can't step on.

I hope trouble finds us too, then.

Don't talk like that, efendi.

His clothes are ready.

Come on, girls.

How long has it been? Does anyone know?

Four Fridays have passed, sir.

It must be a blessing in disguise.

Let’s say that this evil had to be thrown out.

Thank God, there’s no mark left from his wound.

Only his eyes were closed and he opened them, thank God.

Come on, let’s eat.

Enjoy it, Mesud Aga.

Isn’t Minberci Hasan here?

He’s gone to the village, sir, for work.

The doing of God whom I’d die for.

Those who think they understand, lose their mind and become a hermit.

Who would've thought that the man...

he gave a death sentence to, would save his life?

Are you well, fellow? Can you walk?

Shall I escort you, Yusuf Efendi?

Don’t bother, sheikh.

Our fellow is fine.

I should be going, I guess my girl will stay with Bacim.

You should stay the night one day as well, my fellow.

Do I have time, efendi?

I can’t even sleep in my bed.

The system is corrupt, every night some wounded guy...

or a victim of robbery, assault...

wakes me up from my warm bed.

Have a blessed night then, thank you for your troubles.

To all of us, efendi.

Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

May it never happen to you again.

-Welcome, friends. -Thank you, sheikh.

Thank you, sheikh.

-Get well soon, Yunus Efendi. -Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

You almost left us in debt, Yunus Efendi.

Where were you going before we pay our debt of life?

-Get well soon. -Get well soon, Yunus.

-Get well soon, Yunus. -Get well soon.

-Get well soon, Yunus Efendi. -May it never happen again.

Amen!

Come on.

Let us pray then.

Will you be able to pray, fellow?

If you can’t, you may pray later on.

If you think you can, you may pray sitting.

All right then.

The washbasin is on the left, did you forget, fellow?

You were worrying about Yunus Efendi.

Thank God, he got well and is with us.

So one should hold the leash tight.

But if one is meant to fall...

no leash or saddle can save one.

But we shouldn’t consider it as a bad thing.

Just like warning a cow not to mess the orchard.

What do they do? First, they tell them to stop.

If it doesn’t understand, they poke it a bit.

If it doesn’t get it, they poke it a bit harder.

Then, one should understand the warning signs.

We all say 'Alas!' after it happens.

Why don't you read, o fool?

It's all written in the Book of the Universe.

But its alphabet is not taught in school.

Some people know that in this universe...

every creature says something to human beings.

Just because you don't know how to read...

the pages of the Book of the Universe aren't empty.

Now, just because I’m an old guy who doesn’t know how to read...

are the books of great teachers empty?

Everything is written plainly for those who read.

I said I was going to tell you the story of Solomon.

Have I told it?

You haven't, sheikh.

What does the Noble Koran say about Solomon?

David was succeeded by Solomon, who said...

"O people!"

"We have been taught the language of birds..."

"and been given everything ˹we need˺."

"This is indeed a great privilege."

And Hazrat Solomon was able to talk to and rule all creatures.

Now, mufassirs explain this in many ways.

Some are valid, others are not.

We can’t even say that the invalid ones are wrong.

Because the Noble Koran is to be read by all.

That is, who reads and forms an opinion about it.

Sometimes it's a matter of destiny.

They don't say "bees make honey but can’t explain it" for nothing.

If an explanation could make it, wise men could make honey.

One day a man goes up to Hazrat Solomon and begs him.

"O Prophet, please, teach me the bird language."

"I want to know what they talk about."

Solomon(pbuh) says no.

"If you listen to their discussion, you can’t be patient."

"You’d get to know a lot but you can’t understand the greater value."

The man insists and Solomon accepts.

He teaches him the language of animals.

The man goes home with delight.

He listens to the dog and rooster talking in the dumpster.

The dog says to the rooster.

"Brother rooster, you can feed yourself with barley and wheat."

"Can you eat the grains on the side..."

"and leave the bread to me?"

"I'm very hungry."

The rooster replies: "Be patient, brother dog."

"Tomorrow the master’s donkey will die and be thrown in the dumpster."

"You can eat as much as you like."

The man runs to the stable, gets the donkey and sells it in the market.

He comes back proud with himself.

"Good thing I learned the animal language, the donkey was going to die."

Then the next day, he overhears the animals’ chat once again.

The dog is complaining to the rooster.

"Wasn't the donkey supposed to die and I to eat all of it?

"The donkey died but in the home of the man who bought it."

"The master was greedy, so he went and sold the donkey."

"But don’t worry, this time his horse will die."

The master hears this and runs off to sell the horse.

Joyous again, "Good thing that I learned the animal language."

"I was going to lose my horse."

He came and overheard his animals once again.

The dog was complaining more loudly this time.

"Rooster, you tricked me once again."

"Wasn't the master's horse supposed to die?"

"The master's horse did die."

"But in the poor buyer's home," says the rooster.

"But don't worry," he added, "this time the master himself will die."

"Then a feast will be given in his honour, a lot of meat will be cooked..."

"and the leftovers will be ours."

"Then you can eat as much as you like."

The dog was starving.

he didn’t believe the rooster, "you trick me all the time!"

The master was bewildered.

He started running left and right.

"Isn't there anyone who can save me?" he complains.

Then the master falls ill at night and dies before the morning.

Then the leftovers made for the funeral are thrown in the dumpster.

The animals feast for a long time.

The rooster starts to complain.

"People don't understand our words correctly."

"Instead of thinking 'why my animals are going to die?'

"they trick others by selling their animals before they die."

If there were a buyer, he'd have even sold his own life in the market.

He can’t refrain from cheating.

Now the moral of the story, Solomon talking with...

the wolves and birds, with water and earth...

is a sign that he could read the universe.

If you listen, water talks, trees talk...

even tongueless stones talk.

Then, you should listen, let them ask, "Who are you? What are you?"

"Where are you coming from? Where are you going?"

Just listen.

Let them tell you what moment you are in.

You washed them, right, dear?

Yes, mother.

Kira, dear, bring the quilt from there.

I started to make the soup.

When he comes, he might like to eat some soup.

Okay, mother, we'll make it ready.

We'll leave it on the tray.

My father said we should push him if he doesn't want to eat.

I'd like to take Yunus...

to his cell, if you don't mind.

I'll look after him myself.

It's up to him.

As he likes it.

He may stay anywhere he likes.

If find it suitable...

he'll be more comfortable there with us.

The dervishes will look after him.

Your family must have grown tired.

What do you wish, Yunus?

Do you want to stay in the cell?

Sure.

I'll take him.

Come on.

Then, good night to you.

After months...

you are staying in your cell, fellow.

Have you noticed a change in your cell?

Sit down, fellow.

If you can’t get ready, I’ll help you.

No.

Well, then.

Excuse me. Have a good night, fellow.

Thank you, Kazim Efendi.

Don’t get up.

Do you have any pain...

or anything troubling you?

My legs.

Do you remember...

the first time you entered this cell?

Who was with you?

You were.

Okay, then.

Excuse me.

-Have a good night, fellow. -You too, Kazim Efendi.

You too.

If you need anything...

we're here.

Is there anyone who went and didn’t come back?

Welcome, Yunus Efendi.

Welcome.

Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

May God protect you from all evil.

Come on, go to sleep, dear.

-I'm not sleepy, mother. -But your eyes tell another story.

Who are you waiting for? Go to sleep.

Where is Yunus Efendi?

The dervishes asked him to stay in the lodge.

-In the cell where he used to stay. -Why doesn't he stay here?

I said so, but he said he's fine.

Kasim insisted on looking after him.

His medicine is here, father.

Doctor Mikel told us to make sure he takes them.

He can take them in the morning, he's not far away.

-Get well soon, Yunus Efendi. -Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

You almost left us in debt, Yunus Efendi.

Where were you going before we pay our debt of life?

-Get well soon. -Get well soon, Yunus.

-Get well soon, Yunus. -Get well soon.

Come on, let’s pray then.

Welcome, Yunus Efendi, welcome.

Get well soon, Yunus Efendi.

Get well soon, fellow.

Yunus!

I understand.

I am Yunus.

But...

who is Yunus?

Who are you, Yunus?

Who?

Dear.

Will you get this...

to Ali Taygu Efendi so he can give it to Yunus Efendi?

All right, mother.

-His medicines are here. -Take them along.

The dervishes are in the courtyard.

Efendi.

Could you take this to Yunus? Milk will do him good in no time.

He probably has difficulty in swallowing.

I'll take it, mother.

I'll give his medicine as well.