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Turkey of 1928, a country that has just come out of war, mysterious letters that have been waiting to be read for years, the codes to be solved, the roads that have been destroyed, the secret in the painting, the monastery on the island, secret agencies and a mysterious duty to be fulfilled... Erim, his best friend Zafer, Nisan and her twin sisters Sanem and Simin.

“...At that moment a fat little man came out of the mosque, and casting his eyes on Mehmed, asked him if he would like to enter his service. “I don’t mind if I do,” replied Mehmed, “but only on condition that neither of us is to get angry with the other for any cause whatever. If thou art wroth with me I’ll kill thee, and if I get wroth with thee thou mayest kill me also.” The fat man agreed to these terms...”

“Oh,” said the eldest, “if only the Padishah would wed me to his chief cook, what delicious dishes I should have every day. Yes, and I would embroider him for it a carpet so long that all his horses and all his men could find room upon it.” “As for me,” said the middling damsel, “I should like to be wedded to the keeper of his wardrobe. What lovely splendid raiment I should then have to put on. And then I would make the Padishah a tent so large, that all his horses and all his men should find shelter beneath it.”

Tolstoy’s famous book consists of four stories and in each of which he makes the reader witness the journey within. In What Men Live By, he looks for the answers of the following three questions: What guides people? What is missing in people? What men live by? In The Coffee House of Surat, he listens the conversations of men of all nations and religions, trying to comprehend God and the universe. In How Much Land Does A Man Need, he paints a quite clear picture of how far greed and gluttony can reach. In The Three Questions, he shows us the real value of the moment we are in.

“There was once upon a time a Padishah who had three daughters. One day the old father made him ready for a journey, and calling to him his three daughters straightly charged them to feed and water his favourite horse, even though they neglected everything else. He loved the horse so much that he would not suffer any stranger to come near it. The Padishah came home, and the first thing he asked was whether they had provided the horse with everything. “He wouldn’t let us come near him,” said the two elder sisters; "t was our youngest sister here who took care of him."

When everything was finished the three Peris set about going, but first of all they approached the bed one by one, and the first said: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, and she shall weep not tears but pearls!” The second Peri approached the bed and said: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, the rose shall blossom when she smiles!” And the third Peri wound up with these words: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, sweet verdure in her footsteps spring!” Whereupon they all three disappeared.