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ANKARA 1385
-Peace be upon you. -Peace be upon you.
"My Lord, put my heart at ease for me and ease my task for me...
And untie the knot from my tongue so that they can understand my speech".
My Lord! Uplift my heart for me,
and make my task easy,
and remove the impediment from my tongue,
so people may understand my speech.
Durmus Effendi!
Get this to his mother right away!
Ibn Rushd, known as Abu l-Walid Muḥammad Ibn Aḥmad Ibn Rusd.
He was born in Al-Andalus and died in Marrakesh.
He is known in non-Muslim countries as Averroes.
As known as the commentator and father of rationalism.
All infidel scholars knew him by his translation...
of the philosopher Aristotle into Latin.
All right…
But what does all this have to do with eggs?
The great Ibn Rushd...
the father of rationalism...
If the egg breaks from the inside,
life begins.
And if the egg breaks...
with a force from outside…
life ends.
As you know,
what is the only thing that can begin at the end of life?
The death.
Then,
what's the evolution in all aspects of life?
It can only be done when the necessary conditions are fulfilled.
But what do we do most of the time?
We pluck the unripe fruit from its branch.
That way, we will waste both the fruit and ourselves.
Here…
you see what happens when an egg is cracked from the outside.
In fact, evolution happens… in the sequence of good things.
Evolution happens when the requirements are met…
at the right time, in the right place and in the right amount.
In the name of God.
♪ My aim is not of this world ♪
♪ except only “none but He” ♪
♪ There is no cure for my suffering ♪
♪ except only “none but He” ♪
♪ Of the weaving of His imagination ♪
♪ This world is but a particle ♪
♪ Looking from that mote, we see ♪
♪ Nothing, only “none but He” ♪
♪ Looking from that mote, we see ♪
♪ Nothing, only “none but He” ♪
♪ this secret’s secret none can grasp ♪
♪ except only “none but He” ♪
Numan Hodja!
Rustem Hodja!
I say let's pray in Aslanhane Mosque.
How about the shura? Let's not be late.
We won't be. We'll go to the Alaeddin Mosque. Imam Riza is fast.
Let's not go to infidels' neighborhood!
Neighborhood is infidel's, but the mosque is ours, Master!
It is far as well.
By the way, what will the shura be about?
I do not know.
Get them out of here!
It smells bad here!
Keep these filthy animals out of the counter!
They came to Enguru market with animals,
but they don't pay attention to them either!
Brother,
where are the woolen cloths?
What about the hammer smith?
Thank you.
What is this situation?
Did you think Enguru market is a hill where you can fool around?!
Take it from here!
Should I not bring my goats because you stacked some stones?
What are they doing here?
What is in these sacks?
Oil or milk?
Wool.
Go away, I'll check it out.
What's the matter?
What is this?!
Come to your senses!
What are you doing, Aghas?!
They are strangers, don't you see?
When did you see animals entering to a city, Ayse Hatun?!
You'll never see it again, I promise.
Overlook it this time, Aghas!
God bless you, Ayse Hatun.
Is there a Romanian show? What are you looking at?
She's right.
Right or wrong, that's not the main point.
Is it appropriate for women to interfere to men in the middle of the market?
Come on, get your work done at once, come on!
-God bless you, lady. -Come on!
Does it make any difference if it's men or women when it comes to truth?
She saved two innocent people from prison.
Come on!
Thank you!
God bless you!
Master...
Help me!
God bless you.
God bless you, Mullah Effendis!
Thank you.
May God give you strength!
There was Besir Agha, the baker of the market.
Did he hand his place down to you?
Those who exist, do not exist,
and those who do not, they exist, Mullah Effendi!
I thought that the shop should not remain without an owner.
I'll take care of it for a while.
-Good luck with it then! -God bless you!
Are you from Enguru? I did not recognize you.
How can you recognize a nonexistent, Mullah Effendi?
If it's in our fate,
we'll become acquainted with each other.
We will be late for the shura, Master. Come on!
Stop!
-Here. -God bless your hands!
May what you have stays with you, Mullah Effendi!
-That's impossible! -Why do you think so, dear?
You helped me.
And Mullah Effendi too.
My name is Numan, Somuncu Baba.
Tell us your name as well, if it's okay.
You call me Somuncu Baba,
and still ask for my name, Numan Effendi!
God bless your work then!
God bless you, good bye!
The topic of how we will be represented at the coterie…
in Bursa is very important, Aghas.
This coterie will feature famous speakers…
from all over the country, from Cairo and even Samarkand.
Mullah Numan Effendi is whom I think of.
Please share your thoughts with me!
Mullah Numan is qualified to do this, Master.
He is a very experienced teacher now.
He has experience and knows many languages.
This is a good choice, Master!
We are happy…
that we have at least three teachers with experience…
and knowledge of other languages,
that we can send to the coterie in Bursa.
Mullah Numan is just one of them.
Mullah Rustem is also fluent in Persian as well as Arabic, I think.
But my intention is not only for the coterie.
I consider that Mullah Numan is suitable for the position of the Head Teacher,
which has been vacant for three months.
And the coterie in Bursa is the last stage for it...
before I announce my decision to His Highness the Kazasker.
Thank you!
May God make it easy for you, sisters!
-Thank you, Ayse Hatun! -Thanks, Ayse Hatun!
Thank you, Ayse Hatun, you are welcome!
Thank you!
May God make it easy for you, sister.
How are your lessons, son?
Good, Father.
I've a teacher named Numan Effendi.
There are those who come from other cities to study under him, apart from Enguru.
Praise be!
Will you permit me, Father?
Of course, my daughter, come sit down!
Welcome sister.
Did you come from the market?
Thank you. Yes, I came from the market.
I handed the woolen cloth.
The wool seller greets you!
And peace be upon him!
The Yuruks have entered the market with animals again, Father.
Immigration speed has increased.
Complaints will start soon.
We should call and talk to them immediately.
Send word to their tribes.
Let's host them!
As you command, Father.
When will you go back to madrasa?
I will go at dawn, God willing!
Has His Highness Sadreddin arrived?
Yes, sir. He's in his post.
Durmus Effendi.
Can you put this in the room? Thank you!
It is better not to speak but...
We made the mistake of loving Somuncu!
Which love was better to be mistaken?
You are joking...
as you're throwing arrows at us!
When did I ask for a position? Let who heard this come and speak!
Exactly, sir.
But...
Numan Effendi is both young…
and single for the Head Teacher position, sir.
He says the knowledge does not accept anything beside it!
He chose the path of Master Mazzerani.
However,
he is not married and there are other candidates...
more experienced and fitter than him, Master.
You know,
the Head Teacher position is not about education but about administration.
Are you saying he can't manage?
Is he weak in this matter?
Not at all!
I see this as an instinct, not a defect.
Mullah Numan is a teacher of lessons.
Whoever works for the students is highly valued.
I ask permission, sir.
Come in!
Welcome, welcome!
-Peace be upon you! -And may peace be upon you!
You have tired yourselves and come.
Then, we won't make you wonder too much.
As you know,
there's a coterie organized every year…
in the capital, Bursa.
Scholars from the seven regions participate in it,
under the protection of Sultan Bayezid the Thunderbolt.
As the board of trustees, we saw fit...
Mullah Numan's participation this year, under the name of our madrasa.
Is there anything you want to say, Numan Effendi?
Thank you for your kindness, sir.
As you wish.
It's a tough job.
Famous scholars from all Muslim countries will gather.
That's very kind of you, sir.
It is a great treasure for me…
to participate even as a mere listener,
and to breathe the same air with scholars whom we know.
Well then,
with your permission, Aghas.
Numan Effendi,
Come with me, I have a little business with you.
Please!
What will happen to Numan Effendi's lessons?
The lessons must not stop.
Mullah Rustem will not make us feel the absence of Numan Effendi.
The presence of Mullah Rustem is always a security for us.
There are those who come and there are those who go.
But Mullah Rustem is always here, at Kara Madrasa.
Kutadgu Bilig.
A work of Yusuf Khass Hajib Balasaguni.
You know for sure.
I know him, sir.
But...
this is the first version I've seen.
The daughter of the great Sultan Kayqubad Khan -may God have mercy on him-
who established our madrasa,
Melike Hatun got it from a merchant from Shamakhi.
It turns out that we live above a treasure without knowing, sir.
You know its moral value, so its confidentiality is important.
It got damaged from of all the years.
His tape's about to rip,
which is why we couldn't copy it.
I had the intention of finding a way and sending it to a bookbinder in Bursa.
Watch it!
His tape is completely torn.
Thank God that the shura encountered this.
Mullah Fenari declared Tuesdays a holiday in Bursa...
only for fixing…
and binding books.
You must have heard of this.
I haven't heard of that, sir.
But what he has done is wonderful.
There's a bookbinder named Hamid Effendi in the Bursa market.
Tell him my salutations when you arrive.
Only a master like him could take over a gem like this.
The most important thing is that no one knows that you have this book with you.
This will remain a secret between you and me.
Until you come back from Bursa,
and bring it back to me.
God willing.
Let it stay with you until you take the road.
Can I read it?
With caution of course.
Being carefully both to it and what is inside.
Master!
I am so happy for you.
Bursa is far from here.
When will you depart?
I will enter my last lesson tomorrow, and depart at dawn, God willing.
God willing!
Which scholars will come?
Take notes,
so we can benefit it when you get back.
God willing...
But I am worried about what will happen to the lessons.
Don't worry about it.
I'll take care of the lessons until you get back.
Look, I will now enter my last lesson with a clear conscience.
Your last lesson for this week!
Are you thinking of distributing sweets to the boys…
while you are departing?
They should give me candy because they'll get rid of me.
It is a trust of Sadreddin Effendi to Bursa.
It's not important.
-See you later, Master. -Good-bye!
Master, we don't want to disrupt you but...
please answer our questions.
It is our job and our hope to answer all your questions, whatever they may be.
Tell me!
Teacher Numan, the great scholar Ibn Rushd that you talked about in the lesson...
Life is in the broken egg from the inside,
and death is in the broken from the outside.
Can you explain to us a little?
Obviously, the topic of eggs has confused you.
Why give an example of eggs?
He could only say what he wanted.
But he did not neglect this proverb.
Because God,
meaning the Creator,
put all his secrets into his creation.
What does he want to say here?
Endurance,
I mean the transformation,
is only true if it starts from within.
You know the end of what is not true.
Look around you...
There is a sign of the Creator in all that exists.
All we have to do is know all the signs.
Come on,
go get some clues!
I said not to tell anyone.
But I have to.
One of you...
has come to us earlier...
But...
I won't mention his name now.
He said, "Master, I saw our Prophet in my dream."
-Peace be upon him. -Peace be upon him.
Our Prophet asked him...
"How is the country of the Romans?"
And he told about these misfortunes one by one...
Our Prophet said,
"There are true knights who follow my path.
and carry my banner of truth.
If you want to be saved,
join them!"
May God does not make us among those...
who forget his supplication in the blink of an eye!
That's enough for today.
You have seated this ignorant man at this post.
He knows neither silence,
nor speech at all!
-Not at all! -Not at all!
Scholars gathered from all over.
What do you have to tell them, Numan Effendi?
With what courage would you stand on that platform…
in front of these scholars?
What do you know so well?
Fiqh
or methods?
Logic or hadith?
"Listen to what a man who has awakened from
heedlessness and understood what death is saying..."
“The ruler’s information flew out and,
the mind of the sane disappeared when they saw death.”
May it be easy, Cicek Hatun.
Thank you, Mr. Sinan.
Brother, you forgot your food.
Will not you come?
I'm waiting for the milk, don't be late.
Altin Cicek, get the horses ready so we won't be late.
As you command, Ayse Hatun.
Peace be upon you, Mullah Effendi.
And may peace be upon you.
Have you done your work?
Thank God, I got what I wanted.
And for you...
You can't stop joking since you were a student.
You went to great expense, too, Numan.
Why would I bother to joke with you! I do this to make the students happy.
It is my opinion that the stronger they get, the more they tolerate easily.
They will miss you very much.
I will miss them too!
Both them and my friend.
I will go and come back as soon as possible, God willing.
Come on, don't delay me.
I untied you, His Highness Numan!
Welcome, Rustem Effendi.
How are you?
I hope you are fine.
I wish you good health, my Sheikh.
Likewise.
I am also glad to see you at our lodge.
And that he who opens his heart for us is from the group of knowledge...
And even to be a teacher in the most important madrasa...
We thank God.
Don't mention it, my Sheikh. This is my job.
The job is definitely important.
But...
what is happening is being told to us, Rustem Effendi.
We heard that...
they don't give you the value you should have received in madrasa.
So you receive news of the Bursa coterie, my Sheikh.
They chose Mullah Numan.
Every intention...
is born from another intention.
What I'm saying...
is that whoever did this has other reasons.
Forgive me, Sheikh, but--
What happens inside and outside...
the madrasa...
You are the one who knows all this, Rustem Effendi.
We only have an idea about it.
They will appoint Mullah Numan...
to the vacant position of Head Teacher.
If you're free in the evening...
come to me again.
Countries perish, customs remain.
Will you excuse me, Numan Effendi?
Come in, Durmus Effendi.
His Highness Sadreddin wants to see you.
-Right now? -Right now.
Life goes on,
definitely goes on.
And the remaining custom can always create a new life.
Including the state that perished .
Is there permission, my Sheikh?
Come in.
Come, Rustem Effendi, come.
Whoever offends those who set their heart on us...
also offends us.
Not because of the value of this ignorant...
But...
he also has an owner.
Mullah Numan...
will be appointed as a Head Teacher at Kara Madrasa.
Where was that written?
In the book of destiny?
Let's wait.
Let it happen.
Is there permission?
Come in.
-Peace be upon you. -Peace be upon you, Numan Effendi.
-You called me, sir. -Come in, please.
Sir, first of all…
Accept my gratitude for entrusting…
such a valuable book to me.
Ingenuity is sought in the one who takes the trust,
not in the one who gives it, Numan Effendi.
Can a trust be given to a not trusted one?
Thank you.
You will represent our madrasa…
at the coterie in Bursa.
This is a more important issue.
I hope, I won't break faith with you, sir.
I have no doubts about that.
As you know,
The head teacher position has been vacant for three months.
I am thinking…
of giving your name to Honorable Kazasker…
as the new head teacher of Kara Madrasa.
This is very kind of you, sir.
And it's nice of you to accept.
Forgive me…
-But… -Speak clearly, Numan Effendi.
Do you want to be appointed as Head Teacher or not?
Sir,
I have no bad intentions.
But I am very happy to be among my students.
And I didn't tell you to leave your students.
Forgive me, Master.
This offer of yours is a very precious treasure for me.
But being a head teacher is not a burden that I can carry.
I think there are more suitable candidates for the position than myself.
I only know that…
"The owner of the order…
protects his order.".
Then if they look and see,
Mullah Rustem Effendi…
who is a merit holder…
and who has love for Muslim community…
has become the head teacher,
instead of Mullah Numan.
Let's wait,
for the morning.
Let's see if tomorrow's another day or not.
God willing, sir.
If you have nothing else to say to this poor one…
I would like to get busy with the book for a bit.
May God protect you, my Sheikh.
Do you wish anything from this servant of yours?
This night…
I will perform salat al-istikharah for you.
Be sure to come in the morning.
As you command, my Sheikh.
Now…
tell me, Omer.
What is inside this bowl?
Honey.
It's honey, my Sheikh.
In the name of God.
How do you know the truth?
(Story not mentioned in any source)
The only possessor of God's beloved compliment,
our Prophet Muhammed Mustafa,
peace be upon him,
He was in a council with his companions.
He pointed to a bowl of honey.
And he asked…
"What is inside this bowl?".
His companions said, "It is honey, Messenger of God.".
The blessed face of our Prophet smiled.
He asked the same question,
to our master Ali, who came to the council newly.
"Ali,
what is inside this bowl?"
Our master Ali,
went to the bowl,
and looked at it first.
Then he dipped his blessed finger in honey…
he checked its consistence,
but didn't reply.
This aroused the interest of the companions greatly.
In the end,
he put his finger in his mouth,
and turned to the Messenger of God.
He said, "It is honey, Messenger of God.".
If our master Ali,
contented himself with what he heard from the companions,
it would be the certainty from knowledge.
If he contented himself with what he saw without tasting,
it would be the certainty from seeing.
To reach the truth,
he didn't say that it is honey, without tasting it.
And this is the certainty from truth.
The one who seeks oneness with truth…
must reach to the blessed city of the Prophet,
and must be within that city.
What does God Almighty say…
in surah Al-Baqarah's 189th verse?
"So you should rather enter the houses from their proper doors…"
Those who seek oneness with truth, in order to enter this city…
as in the verse,
they are forced to pass through the door of Ali.
And on this door,
the one who has never worshiped idols...
who is honored by God Almighty,
who became a speaking Qur’an,
the king of Ahl al-Bayt,
the king of the guardianship,
our master Ali, may God have mercy on him, waits.
He doesn't let anyone pass through that door.
Those who do not know the secret of crossing through that door…
are condemned to stay outside the door,
or never even approach the door.
Now,
you will ask, my Omer…
"How will the seeker of oneness with truth,
the seeker of truth will pass through this door?"
Right?
(Story not mentioned in any source)
Our Master Ali,
on one Friday…
He said to our Prophet,
"Messenger of God,
show me such a way,
that brings me to God and his forgiveness.".
And when he said that,
our master the Messenger of God told him…
"Continue in invocation.".
Our master Ali…
He sat on his knees in front of our Prophet…
and closed his blessed eyes.
Then our Prophet,
preached him the word of oneness…
three times from his right to his left.
Thus, the treasuries of spiritual knowledge
were opened within the heart of our master Ali.
Our master Ali,
reached the meanings of the secrets of truth.
Thus, his legacy,
that he took by the light of the prophetic light continued.
It continued so,
it would always be a light for those who walk the path of truth.
That's it, Omer.
The state perishes, but the customs remain.
In the name of God.
Good morning, teacher.
-For you too, Sinan. -Are you going, teacher?
-I will be back in a week, God willing. -God willing, my teacher.
It's better not to go at all but,
since you're going, come back as soon as possible, God willing.
I don't want to hear complaints from Mullah Rustem Effendi when I return.
We won't make him complaint, my teacher.
I trust you completely.
May God speed you, my teacher.
Thank you.
Good morning.
Good morning, Durmus Effendi.
Good morning.
Good morning, Numan Hodja.
Are you going?
They say, "He who leaves early, goes early.".
I'm thinking of performing the the noon prayer at Camlidere.
Go well and return well, God willing.
God willing.
Kids are in your trust.
Welcome, my daughter Ayse.
Thank you, Resad Agha.
The milk of your sheep flock is very tasty.
Where do you graze your sheep?
The shepherds are hiding it like a secret, I don't know.
It is clear that their feelings are different.
And they have a very good fat, praise be.
That's right, praise be.
Thank you, Resad Agha.
Altin Cicek!
Do you run away from your death, Effendi?
Can't you fit in this big street?
I'm sorry.
I didn't see what was in front of me.
We see that you didn't see! We see!
Breads!
Forgive me.
Believers!
Good morning, Somuncu Baba.
For all of us, my daughter Ayse Hatun.
Good morning to you too.
Numan Effendi.
Good morning, Somuncu Baba.
Good morning.
Mullah Numan Effendi is no stranger to us.
As long as he is no stranger to you,
he is no longer a stranger to us, too.
So, Numan Effendi,
where are you going early in the morning?
I'm on my way to Bursa if God allows, Somuncu Baba.
You can only know it on the way.
Go then,
you can't reach without going.
Come.
Did you get used to Enguru's market, Somuncu Baba?
By God, my daughter Ayse Hatun…
I spent all this life in this world…
But I still find it strange.
That's why,
don't even mention Enguru.
Goodbye!
We are going to Kaleici, Somuncu Baba.
Ohannes Agha invited us,
he will order goods.
Come on then, may it be plenty.
Thank you, Somuncu Baba.
Come on.
Breads!
Believers!
Breads!
Believers!
Breads!
Numan Effendi!
You forgot the bread, Hodja.
I forgot about it, because of what happened.
Here, take it.
But this time I will pay for it.
I will not take it for free.
Well then,
throw it even if it's a dirham,
to lighten your burden.
Thank you.
Thank you, Somuncu Baba.
Godspeed!
In the name of God!
Come on.
Breads!
Believers!
Breads!
May I enter, my Sheikh?
Come.
Come here, Rustem Effendi.
Welcome.
Thank you, my Sheikh.
Mullah Numan…
has already gone on his way to Coterie in Bursa.
What should we do,
should we stand in front of the horse?
May God speed the one who goes.
Forget the one who went,
aren't you curious about yourself?
I am, my Sheikh!
Of course I am.
The result of the istikharah…
is good.
Consider yourself,
as the head teacher.
From now on,
you will be waiting for the news of your appointment as head teacher...
and you…
will connect to us even stronger.
Firstly…
we want…
loyalty.
You know that, right?
Have no doubt, my Sheikh!
My life is a sacrifice for your cause.
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