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00:00Do you know what the most painful form of love is?
00:02It's not about leaving it unfinished, but about continuing to live within that story, even knowing it can never be completed.
00:10Today we want to take you back to that grey Ankara of 1984.
00:16On the sidewalks of Kızılay where umbrellas bump into each other,
00:19That old, damp wooden bench on the corner of Tunis Street.
00:24Ceyda and Bülent's story isn't a classic reunion tale.
00:28It was a farewell poem written line by line, but never quite finished.
00:34On one side, the silence of obligations, of the heavy burdens placed on shoulders,
00:38On the other hand, there were unread letters hidden in pockets, their ink smudged with tears.
00:44Sometimes it's a bus ticket, sometimes it's the misty mountains of Rize,
00:48Sometimes, that relentless affliction, known as wasting disease, comes between lovers.
00:53This story portrays the helplessness of those who cannot run to each other and embrace.
00:58Instead of saying "I love you," you will hear the silent cry of those who, with a lump in their throat, say "Be happy."
01:05If your heart is ready to become as heavy as a rain-soaked coat,
01:10Take a deep breath.
01:11Because there isn't a single dry, withered line in what we have to say.
01:16If you find a piece of yourself in this story,
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01:30We can now move on to our story, written not on the earth, but in the sky.
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01:50April 1984 hung over Ankara like a grey blanket.
01:56The sky is pouring out its heart as if it's sulking at the city.
01:59Each drop that fell on the asphalt seemed to mark the end of an unfinished story.
02:06Kızılay Square was the scene of a bustling symphony of steaming breaths and clanging umbrellas.
02:13People were taking shelter under eaves and at bus stops, as if fleeing not from the rain, but from their own thoughts.
02:20The city's distinctive smell of coal mixes with the fresh earthy scent of rain.
02:26It created that melancholic atmosphere that stung the throat but felt so familiar.
02:32The door of that old bookstore on the corner of Tunis Street creaked open.
02:38The moment Ceyda stepped outside, she felt the cold breath of the wind on her face.
02:43She wrapped the thin, woolen scarf tightly around her neck.
02:47But it wasn't her body that was cold, it was her soul.
02:50Her eyes bore the marks of sleepless nights and the silent tears she had shed.
02:56Raindrops falling on her reddened eyelids mingled with salty tears as they streamed down her cheeks and disappeared.
03:04His steps were heavier than usual today.
03:08His heart was crushed under the weight of belonging to another time, another possibility.
03:13He walked towards the end of the side street.
03:15There was a corner there, forgotten by time and the noise of the city.
03:20That wooden bench they took shelter on whenever it rained, leaving the world outside.
03:26And there, a silhouette stood waiting, its grey coat collar turned up, its head slightly bowed.
03:34Bülent and Ceyda stopped dead in their tracks.
03:38The air filling his lungs felt like shards of glass piercing his chest.
03:42No matter how much he resisted, like a ship with a lost compass, he was always drifting towards this harbor, this bank.
03:50Bülent lifted his head as if he sensed her arrival.
03:55The slight smile that appeared on her face was like the sun that had once ended the winter within Ceyda and brought spring.
04:03But now that smile was like a rusty knife plunged into the very center of his chest.
04:10"You got caught in the rain again," said Bülent.
04:13Its sound was so harmonious with the sound of the rain, it was as if it were a part of nature itself.
04:18"You too!" Ceyda whispered.
04:22The words were stuck in his throat.
04:24Bülent extended his hand.
04:26He wanted to share that familiar warmth.
04:28But this time Ceyda didn't hold his hand.
04:31He couldn't stop it.
04:32His fingertips tingled, but he kept his hands hidden in his coat pockets.
04:37They sat side by side.
04:39The distance between them was only a few centimeters, but it felt like insurmountable chasms.
04:45The rhythmic patter of the rain was swallowing up the red flag honks and vendor shouts, transforming them into a gentle hum.
04:53It was as if the world had observed a brief moment of silence for the farewell of these two wounded souls.
04:58Their minds escaped the weight of the present moment and drifted back to that spring day two years earlier, when the lilacs had just bloomed.
05:06The high-ceilinged library of Ankara University.
05:10That sacred silence where the dusty scent of books mingled with the polish of wood.
05:15While Ceyda was lost in the labyrinth of Ottoman texts, Bülent, at the next table, was wandering among the verses of modern poetry.
05:23The first words spoken between them were not their own, but the verses of a poet.
05:27Bülent was engrossed in the book in front of him and muttered to himself.
05:40Ceyda put down her pen and continued without lifting her head, as if she had been waiting for this moment for years.
05:47The spring has passed, and gone. I no longer wish for autumn to come.
05:52At that moment, an invisible pane of glass shattered in the silence of the library.
05:56When their gazes met, it was as if not just two students, but two souls who had known each other for centuries had encountered each other.
06:04Bülent's calmness had soothed Ceyda's stormy sea, and the light in Ceyda's eyes had illuminated Bülent's shadowy world.
06:13From that day on, books, coffee, and verses became a shared language.
06:18They had built their own small, sheltered worlds with words.
06:22The fragile world they thought no one could destroy was now no different from a piece of candy melting in the rain.
06:30Everything changed that July afternoon when Ankara's infamous dry heat was scorching the city.
06:38Until that moment, life for them consisted of the rustling of book pages and the taste of shared bagels.
06:45Ceyda and Bülent had recovered from the fatigue of their final exams and were making plans for the future.
06:52But sometimes fate would lend happiness and then take it back with interest.
06:58That ominous phone call cut through the evening's silence like a knife.
07:03When Bülent answered the phone, the voice on the other end of the line was trembling.
07:07The news from Rize instantly made the room icy cold.
07:12His father, that strong, mountain-like man, had been involved in a serious traffic accident on the rugged roads of the Black Sea.
07:20His condition was critical.
07:22The doctors wanted the family to gather urgently.
07:25Bülent's face turned ashen.
07:28With trembling hands, she put the receiver down.
07:30That was the moment his youth ended.
07:33Ceyda accompanied him to the bus station that night.
07:36The smell of diesel from the buses mingled with the chirping of cicadas.
07:41There was fear and anxiety in Bülent's eyes, and the sadness of the unknown in Ceyda's.
07:48Bülent stood at the bus door.
07:50He hugged Ceyda tightly.
07:52It's as if it would fall if she let go.
07:54"I'll be back," she said, her voice trembling.
07:57Once my father recovers, I'll be right there, I promise.
08:01Ceyda didn't realize at that moment that this was a wish, not a farewell.
08:07Rize greeted him with rain and sorrow.
08:10Hospital corridors were that gray area where hope and despair waged war.
08:16They waited for days at the intensive care unit door.
08:19But after a month, the inevitable end came.
08:23Bülent's father lost his battle for life and faded into silence.
08:28This loss has shaken the family to its core.
08:32Her mother, shocked by what she had experienced, had withdrawn into herself and become disillusioned with life.
08:37School expenses for his younger brother, managing the tea gardens inherited from his father, unfinished debts.
08:44It all fell on Bülent's shoulders like an avalanche.
08:48When the crowd at the funeral home dispersed and everyone returned to their own lives, Bülent was left alone with the reality.
08:56He was no longer just a son, he was the pillar of the house.
09:00He had to leave his school, his dreams, and Ceyda behind in Ankara.
09:05It wasn't a choice, it was a necessity.
09:07During the first few weeks, he clung to the phone, seeking comfort in Ceyda's voice.
09:12But over time, the heavy responsibilities and financial struggles of Rize began to suffocate him.
09:19With each passing day, the possibility of returning to Ankara was diminishing slightly.
09:24Bülent was embarrassed.
09:26He was ashamed of saying he would return but not being able to, of keeping the girl he loved waiting, and of his helplessness.
09:34This shame locked the tongue.
09:37Messages became shorter, and calls became less frequent.
09:40Ceyda's question, "When are you coming?", was like a thorn in Bülent's heart.
09:46Unable to answer, he chose to remain silent.
09:49Ceyda, in Ankara, would rush to answer every ringing phone, only to be devastated by the silence on the other end.
09:55Distances grew not on roads, but in words.
09:58Love was there, but life had built insurmountable mountains between them.
10:04Now, months later, sitting side by side on a bench on that rainy Ankara day, Ceyda's voice trembled.
10:11"Life has asked a lot of me too," she said softly.
10:14Then she turned her eyes to Bülent.
10:17You were strong, you would come back.
10:19Bülent bowed his head.
10:21Rain was streaming down her hair.
10:24No, he said.
10:25His voice was barely inaudible.
10:27When you leave, that is, when I get on that bus and leave.
10:31I have no strength left, Ceyda.
10:34Bülent had his head bowed, his eyes fixed on the puddle on the ground.
10:39It was as if he was searching for the clear days of the past in those murky waters.
10:44Rain is trickling down her hair and onto her temples.
10:47From there, it spread to her cheeks.
10:50Was she crying?
10:51Or was this simply the sky's mourning?
10:55It was impossible to tell the difference.
10:57"I wish," she whispered.
11:00His voice blended with the howling of the wind.
11:02I wish we had another life.
11:05A place where there are no obligations, just us.
11:09Ceyda suppressed a painful scream that rose from within her when she heard that sentence.
11:14"It was in his mind," he thought.
11:16We had a life, Bülent.
11:18But we left him at that terminal on the day you boarded that bus.
11:24He couldn't say it.
11:25The lump in his throat prevented the words from coming out.
11:28He just took a deep breath.
11:31The cold air filling his lungs only served to fuel the fire within him.
11:36She slowly reached into her bag.
11:39His fingers touched the piece of paper he'd been carrying there for days, its edges slightly curled.
11:46This piece of paper was not just a letter; it was the final document of a hope that had ended.
11:52He took it out.
11:53The raindrops instantly fell onto the paper.
11:57He spread the ink slightly.
11:59"This is my last letter," Ceyda said, trying to keep her voice steady.
12:04He extended it.
12:05Bülent flinched.
12:07Touching that paper meant accepting the truth.
12:11Their hands were clenched into fists at their sides.
12:14He didn't take it.
12:15He didn't want to buy it.
12:16"Read," Ceyda whispered.
12:19This wasn't a request, it was an appeal.
12:22You need to hear this.
12:24When Bülent remained silent, Ceyda brought the paper closer to her own face.
12:29Her voice trembled as it escaped her lips, matching the rhythm of the rain.
12:33We were a story that began with the rain.
12:37Perhaps that's why our hearts always remained wet.
12:41I'm not hurting because you left, but because we couldn't live together.
12:45Love, they say, is sometimes like the loneliest street in a city.
12:51For me, that street will always be you, my love.
12:55Each line was like a blow to Bülent's heart.
12:58He lifted his head.
13:00He looked into Ceyda's eyes.
13:02The light in those eyes hadn't faded.
13:05But it wasn't heating anymore.
13:07Only a mournful gleam remained.
13:10Bülent's eyes welled up with tears.
13:11Her pain was now too obvious to be concealed by the rain.
13:16Ceyda, she said.
13:17His voice was hoarse and cracked.
13:19He reached out, wanting to grasp Ceyda's hand holding the letter.
13:23I never wanted to leave you.
13:25Believe me, I thought about you every day, every hour.
13:29Ceyda slowly withdrew her hand.
13:32The smile that appeared on her face was as if she were carrying the heaviest burden in the world.
13:37That smile held both an unending love, the weariness of years, and the coldness of forgiveness.
13:44"It's over, Bülent," she said softly.
13:47For both of our own good, we need to end this story here, where it began.
13:52Bülent panicked.
13:55The fear of losing him consumed his entire body.
13:58At that moment, he forgot about the tea gardens in Rize, his debts, and his responsibilities.
14:04Only Ceyda was there.
14:06No, he said hastily.
14:09It's as if he could turn back time.
14:12Come on, let's give our love another chance.
14:16I, I'll find a way.
14:20I'll give up everything if necessary.
14:22Ceyda shook her head from side to side.
14:25Tears streamed from her eyes, mingling with the rain and dripping down her chin.
14:30"I'm not leaving you," he said.
14:33Her voice was soft, like a farewell.
14:36You're already gone, Bülent.
14:38You left that day and never fully returned.
14:42The person who arrived isn't you.
14:43And I'm not the one left anymore.
14:46Bülent fell silent at that moment.
14:48The sentences ran out.
14:49Because Ceyda was right.
14:52The gap between them had grown too large to close.
14:56The rain has subsided.
14:57It was as if nature itself was witnessing this acceptance.
15:01People had started to go out into the streets again.
15:04But in their world, time had stopped.
15:07The rain had eased, and the sky had shed some of its grey weight.
15:12But that invisible weight on the bench was heavier than tons of cargo.
15:18Ceyda took a deep breath and stood up.
15:21The damp wooden bench creaked mournfully as he got up.
15:26It was as if she, too, was objecting to this separation.
15:29Seeing Ceyda stir, Bülent panicked and tried to sit up.
15:35His knees were trembling.
15:37Perhaps it was the cold, or perhaps it was that sudden feeling of emptiness in her heart.
15:42He stumbled.
15:44He took a step forward but couldn't get close to Ceyda.
15:47It was as if an insurmountable, invisible wall had been built between them.
15:52Ceyda adjusted the collar of her coat.
15:55Her eyes were dry, but her gaze was distraught.
15:58Be happy, he said.
16:00These two words came out of her lips less like a wish and more like a farewell command.
16:06Bülent's lips trembled.
16:07Thousands of sentences he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
16:12"If only I could," he whispered.
16:16He couldn't finish the sentence.
16:18Because without Ceyda, happiness was just a word in the dictionary for him.
16:24Ceyda turned her back.
16:25At that moment, it was the most difficult step in the world.
16:28He started walking.
16:29With each step, Bülent was falling a little further behind, a little further into the past.
16:34The sound of their shoes on the wet asphalt echoed in the silence.
16:40Bülent was frozen in place like a statue.
16:43His hand was still suspended in the air.
16:45As if he could stop Ceyda from leaving.
16:49But he didn't.
16:50He couldn't do it.
16:51Because she knew she had to leave.
16:54Ceyda was right.
16:55She had already left the day she got on that bus.
16:59Ceyda paused just before turning the corner.
17:02It was an involuntary reflex.
17:05He turned his head slightly and glanced back over his shoulder one last time.
17:10Bülent stood alone in front of that bench, in the rain, wearing his grey coat.
17:16His face was wet, his shoulders slumped, and his eyes were fixed on Ceyda.
17:20This gaze froze time.
17:23They both etched that moment into their memories.
17:26They wanted to run and hug each other, to beg each other not to go, to forget everything.
17:31Their hearts were pounding as if they would burst through their rib cages.
17:34But their feet didn't move.
17:37This wasn't pride.
17:38It was the epitome of despair.
17:41Ceyda gently bowed her head, closed her eyes, and turned the corner.
17:47Bülent's image lingered behind his eyelids.
17:51Bülent watched as Ceyda disappeared from that corner.
17:57At that moment, the last glimmer of hope within him vanished in that corner.
18:02He closed his eyes.
18:04She whispered to herself as the rain washed over her face.
18:06Goodbye, I shout.
18:09Months passed one after another.
18:11The seasons have changed.
18:13The leaves turned yellow.
18:15Then it turned green again.
18:16Ceyda started working as an editor at a well-established publishing house in Kızılay.
18:22He sought a new refuge amidst the scent of books.
18:25But every street, every corner of Kızılay reminded her of Bülent.
18:30Every time the wind blew through her hair, it felt as if Bülent's fingers were touching her skin.
18:36Sometimes, while walking through the crowd during lunch breaks, he would suddenly stop, and his heart would tighten when he heard the sound of rain.
18:44He still carried in his pocket that crumpled letter Bülent had never received.
18:49She carried her pain with her like an amulet.
18:53Bülent, on the other hand, had returned to the misty mountains of Rize.
18:57He took over the businesses left to him by his father.
19:00His mother was slowly recovering, and his brother was beginning his university preparations.
19:05From the outside, life seemed to be back on track.
19:08But Bülent's heart was cold and empty, like an abandoned house.
19:12Every time it rained, when the fierce rain of Rize hit the windows, Bülent couldn't stay home.
19:20He would go outside and walk for hours.
19:24It was as if he was walking not on the city streets, but in a dream of Ankara.
19:29He searched for Ceyda with every step, reliving that farewell moment with every raindrop.
19:35These walks would be his only solace, but also his end.
19:41One night, after returning home drenched in sweat, the cold dampness that penetrated his lungs slowly began to consume his body.
19:51His coughs became more frequent, and he had difficulty breathing.
19:54But the pain in her soul was so intense she didn't even feel the ache in her body.
19:59Years flowed by like a river rushing into the sea, silently and irreversibly.
20:05Neither Ceyda could press the buttons on the phone, nor could Bülent dial the number he missed so much.
20:11This silence didn't mean they had forgotten each other.
20:15On the contrary, this was the most painful, the most stark expression of their respect for each other's lives.
20:22Their love hadn't ended.
20:24It had simply transformed into another dimension, beyond human reach, where words had lost their power, a silent waiting.
20:31Bülent paid a heavy price for those long, humid winters he spent in Rize.
20:38With every step he took to extinguish the fire within him, the rain seeped deeper into his lungs.
20:44Those walks she took, claiming she wanted to get some fresh air, were actually an escape.
20:49But the very thing he was running from had caught up with him.
20:52When he lost his breath and collapsed where he stood in the middle of the night, the second act of fate began.
20:58The expressions on the doctors' faces were the same as they had been years ago when he delivered the news of his father's death.
21:06The diagnosis has been made.
21:07Consumption.
21:09The darkness growing in his lungs tore him away from the humid air of Rize,
21:14He was drawn to the Ankara Sanatorium, which offered healing with its dry air.
21:17Bülent returned to Ankara after many years.
21:21But this return wasn't the kind he'd imagined, holding Ceyda's hand and walking through Kızılay.
21:27He was trapped in the cold rooms of that large white building, hidden among the pine trees on the hill overlooking the city.
21:35It was his third month at the sanatorium.
21:37Winter had arrived early in Ankara, and a thin layer of snow had begun to adorn the branches of the pine trees.
21:45Bülent spent his days sitting in his armchair by the window, watching the outside world.
21:51His complexion was pale, and the light in his eyes was fading.
21:55But his gaze still retained that old depth.
21:58He was drawing shapes on the condensation on the window with his finger, then wiping them away.
22:04It was the one hundred and twenty-ninth day.
22:06The afternoon sun was sending a faint beam of light through the clouds into the garden.
22:13Bülent habitually looked out the window at the hospital garden below.
22:17And at that moment, his heart pounded with one last struggle, straining against his rib cage.
22:22He was there.
22:23Below, a woman sat on a bench under an old plane tree in the garden, her back to the hospital building.
22:30She was wearing that tan coat she knew so well, and a woolen scarf that fluttered gently in the wind around her neck.
22:37It was Ceyda.
22:39He couldn't see the lines of time from here, but he would recognize the proud sadness in her posture, the slight bow of her head, even from a thousand kilometers away.
22:48Ceyda couldn't muster the courage to walk through that door.
22:51He couldn't bear to see Bülent like that, wasting away in his bed.
22:57In her mind, Bülent had to remain that young man standing tall in the rain, reciting poems.
23:05Therefore, he had only been able to come as far as the garden, content with feeling its presence beyond the walls.
23:11Bülent, meanwhile, rested his hand on the glass.
23:14The glass was cold, my palm got burned.
23:17She wanted to run downstairs, to run to him, to shout, "I'm here!"
23:23But he couldn't.
23:25She didn't want to show herself to him like that, breathless and with a pale face.
23:30Ceyda should remember him strongly.
23:33They both knew that the glass wall, the distance between them, was actually a shield of love built to protect each other.
23:43Ceyda didn't lift her head.
23:45Bülent didn't open the window.
23:47As the snowflakes slowly quickened, Ceyda got up from the bench.
23:51Without even glancing back at the window, she walked slowly towards the garden gate.
23:58Bülent watched her leave.
24:01This time there were no tears in her eyes.
24:03There was only a profound acceptance.
24:07When Ceyda disappeared from view, Bülent traced a small letter on the condensation on the window with his finger and smiled.
24:14This was their silent farewell ritual.
24:18Ceyda's departure from the garden that day was not an end for Bülent, but rather a spiritual fulfillment.
24:25From that moment on, the concept of time changed for Bülent.
24:29Calendar pages, clocks, and medication times have lost their meaning.
24:33He dedicated the limited time he had left to writing, until his last breath.
24:39That small room in the sanatorium had transformed from a hospital room into a literary temple.
24:44At night, despite the nurses' warnings to turn off the light, he wrote for hours under the dim lamp by his bedside.
24:52He was trying to finish the novel he had begun years ago in the Ankara University Library, but which he had never been able to put down on paper due to the hustle and bustle of life.
25:01His fingers were weak, his handwriting shaky, but his words were stronger and clearer than ever.
25:07The novel had no title. Perhaps he hadn't dared to give it one. Pages and pages of poetry piled up on the bedside table.
25:15They were all addressed to Ceyda, but none of them were to be mailed.
25:20Bülent was capturing his love in words, entrusting them to eternity.
25:25The more he wrote, the lighter he felt, and the lighter he felt, the closer he got to that inevitable end.
25:30It was the 129th day of his hospitalization.
25:33As the biting Ankara wind beat against the windows in the early morning hours, a profound silence reigned in the room.
25:40Bülent tried to write his last sentence.
25:43The pen rested on the paper.
25:45He had lost all strength.
25:47He rested his head on the pillow.
25:49She turned her eyes to the pale sunlight streaming through the window.
25:53He had neither the misty mountains of Rize nor the pain of his illness on his mind.
25:57Only the April rain, the bench, and Ceyda's words "be happy" echoed in his mind.
26:04With an uncertain smile on her lips, the pen slowly slipped from her hand and fell to the floor.
26:10That voice became Bülent's last voice in the world.
26:14He fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again.
26:18At lunchtime, mournful footsteps were heard in the corridor.
26:21When his mother and brother, who had come from Rize, entered the room, they were met with nothing but silence.
26:30The bed was made, the sheets were taut, and the room was freezing.
26:34His mother hugged the pillow that still smelled of her son and wept silently.
26:40Meanwhile, his brother gathered up the thick notebook and the scattered poetry papers from the bedside table.
26:46Ceyda wasn't there.
26:47Not in the hospital corridor, not in the back of the hearse, and not on that bus heading to Rize.
26:55Perhaps Ceyda sensed that Bülent was leaving.
26:57That morning, as he walked through Kızılay, an inexplicable chill came over him.
27:02She stopped and looked at the sky, silently saying goodbye without knowing who she was saying it to.
27:08He didn't come to the funeral; he couldn't have come.
27:10Because their farewell had already taken place on that rainy bench.
27:14Her heart didn't have the strength to say goodbye one more time.
27:17The novel and poems that Bülent wrote were hidden by his brother.
27:21Nobody read it, nobody published it.
27:25Those pages were forgotten in a yellowed box in the attic of that old house in Rize.
27:31Just like their love, it remained a treasure that existed but was unknown and untouched by anyone.
27:37Sometimes life is full of such causeless, unexpected separations.
27:42Reunions happen in fairy tales, but great separations happen in real life.
27:46This is the fate of two people who love each other no matter what.
27:50Sometimes the greatest loves grow and become eternal not through experiences lived, but through unlived ones.
27:57Rain is coming.
27:58Ankara took off its grey coat.
28:02But that bench is still standing on the corner of Tunis Street.
28:06And if you look carefully, you can see two silhouettes sitting there on rainy days.
28:12One person recited poetry, the other listened silently.
28:15Yes, dear friends, please don't be angry with either Ceyda or Bülent, okay?
28:22Sometimes life forces us into certain situations, and ultimately, nobody is to blame.
28:28We don't know what Ceyda is doing right now.
28:31He quit his old job.
28:34According to Bülent's relatives, Ceyda had come and gone to the garden many times.
28:39Perhaps she was saying goodbye quietly, and we will never know.
28:46No one knows what battles she fought in her heart.
28:50Bülent's family doesn't blame Ceyda either, saying it's God's will.
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