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00:00Have you ever looked at someone you love and swallowed the words you wanted to shout at them?
00:05Have you ever experienced those desperate moments when the words feel like shards of glass in your throat, and you can only beg with your eyes to understand you?
00:15Adam was right in the middle of this silent storm.
00:19Fate had allotted him a limited number of days.
00:22But instead of saying goodbye, he dedicated each morning to Lale, the brunette girl behind the bookstore window.
00:30Not a single word was exchanged between them.
00:33Just the glances, the books received, and the carefully prepared gift wrapping.
00:39Every day, Adam took home the books he bought from that shop and hid them in the darkest corner of his closet.
00:46But he never opened those packages.
00:48So why does a person buy books with the same enthusiasm every day, books they will never read, never even lift the cover of?
00:57What was hidden beneath those unopened, colorful packages?
01:02Is it just the smell of paper?
01:04Or is there a great secret, missed, that could change the fate of the two young people?
01:10On one side, the fear of a man racing against time; on the other, a hope trapped in the silence.
01:18If your heart can withstand what you're about to see when the closet door is opened, then we can begin our story.
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01:41Adam was only in his early twenties, but his spirit carried the weariness of an ancient oak tree that had endured centuries.
01:50He leaned against the window sill, watching the life rushing by outside through the glass.
01:56The doctors' words, spoken in that cold, metallic tone, kept echoing in his mind.
02:01For him, time was no longer a river flowing forward, but a slowly drying pond.
02:08The relentless disease that had taken over his body whispered to him that the time for farewell was near.
02:13It was an unbearable burden, something a person of that age shouldn't have to carry on their shoulders.
02:20It was dim, too.
02:21Only a faint afternoon sun, filtering through the gap in the curtains, illuminated the specks of dust on the parquet floor.
02:29Adam hadn't left this room for days.
02:33The birdsong, the children's chatter, the car horns outside all sounded alien to him, like sounds from another universe.
02:40Each evening, the sunset reminded him that his own sun was slowly fading below the horizon.
02:47This waiting, a mixture of an inexplicable fear and profound sadness, had permeated the walls of the house.
02:54Downstairs, in the kitchen, she could hear her mother's footsteps.
02:58The poor woman had become as silent as a shadow lately.
03:03In this house, where they barely made ends meet with the pension they inherited from their father,
03:07Now she was consumed by the helplessness of watching her child slip away from her grasp.
03:12Every now and then she would enter the room, holding a cup of herbal tea or a bowl of soup, and look at Adam.
03:18Her eyes were always moist, but she didn't cry in front of Adam.
03:21She bites her lip, trying to hide her trembling chin.
03:25"Drink this, son, it will heal you," he would simply say.
03:29Adam was heartbroken watching his mother's efforts.
03:33"I wish," she whispered to herself.
03:36"I wish there was a way to hurt her less."
03:38The days passed like copies of each other.
03:43Sometimes he picks up a book and tries to get lost between the lines.
03:46But then she realized she'd been reading the same page for hours and put the book aside.
03:52Sometimes he sits in front of the television with his mother,
03:55He stared blankly at the colorful images on the screen.
03:59On the screen, people were laughing, running, arguing, living.
04:04For them, there was such a thing as tomorrow.
04:06For Adam, tomorrow was merely an uncertain possibility.
04:11Weeks of being confined to the house had severely stifled his spirit.
04:16It was a day with scattered clouds in the sky and a gently cool breeze.
04:23A sudden impulse, inexplicable by logic, arose within him.
04:28It was as if an invisible hand was calling him out, into the life he feared so much.
04:33She took off her pajamas.
04:35He put on his favorite sweater.
04:38She looked in the mirror.
04:39His face was pale.
04:41There were sunken areas under her eyes.
04:43But there was a faint gleam in her pupils.
04:47As she was coming down the stairs, her mother came out of the kitchen.
04:51She clutched the cloth tightly in her hand and looked at him in astonishment.
04:55"Where are you going?" she asked, her voice trembling.
04:58As Adam put on his shoes, he paused, his head down, as if he himself didn't know the answer.
05:06Then he took a deep breath.
05:09He didn't answer.
05:11He simply opened the door and stepped out onto the street.
05:15The first thing he felt when the outside air hit his face was the fresh coolness filling his lungs.
05:23The street was the same as usual.
05:25The corner store, children playing on the sidewalk, people hurrying to get somewhere.
05:32He walked to the nearby park.
05:35Her legs were trembling slightly.
05:37There was a weakness from being immobile for so long, but he walked.
05:42He found an empty bench and sat down.
05:44A young couple was sitting on the bench opposite.
05:47They were offering each other ice cream.
05:50A little further on, a father was swinging his child on a swing.
05:54He watched people.
05:56Their faces showed neither fear of death nor anxiety about the passage of time.
06:02Yet, they would all leave this world one day.
06:05But as if they didn't know this, they lived cheerfully, as if they would live forever.
06:12This helplessness, this lightness, both pained Adam and gave him a strange sense of peace.
06:18"Life," he thought to himself.
06:21It continues.
06:22He got up after a while.
06:24His feet carried him towards the beach.
06:26The smell of the sea filled his nostrils, bringing back memories of his childhood days fishing with his father.
06:33He walked past the shop windows.
06:35Clothing, electronics, toys.
06:40None of them interested him anymore.
06:42He had just turned the corner when he stopped in front of an old, wooden-framed shop.
06:48This was a bookstore.
06:51Dusty but valuable books sat in the display case.
06:55Adam was about to pass by when he turned his head and looked inside.
06:59And at that moment, the flow of time changed once again.
07:03He saw a silhouette standing among the shelves inside.
07:06Her face was illuminated by the light reflecting off the shop window.
07:09She was a girl her age with light brown hair that cascaded down to her shoulders.
07:14She had put down the dust cloth she was holding and was examining the cover of a book.
07:19Adam froze in place.
07:22His heart rate quickened, surpassing the weary rhythm caused by his illness.
07:27That magical feeling called love at first sight settled right in the middle of his chest.
07:33Her feet involuntarily led her towards the door.
07:37The small bell on the door chimed gently as she entered.
07:42The girl lifted her head.
07:44They made eye contact.
07:46Adam felt like he forgot to breathe at that moment.
07:49The girl's face had such a clear, such a sincere expression.
07:54Adam felt as if he had been left naked.
07:58The girl smiled.
07:59It was a warm smile, as if they had known each other for years.
08:05"Welcome," she said in a soft voice.
08:08How can I help?
08:10Adam was speechless.
08:13The words were stuck in his throat.
08:15For a moment, she was afraid that the great secret, the relentless pain within her, would be read.
08:21He didn't know where to put his hands.
08:23"Yes," was all he could say.
08:26His voice sounded foreign even to his own ears.
08:29He averted his eyes and randomly reached for the nearest shelf.
08:33He grabbed the first book he could find.
08:36He looked at neither the name nor the subject.
08:38He just wanted to save the moment, to stay in that atmosphere a little longer.
08:44He placed the book on the counter.
08:45Yes, this book.
08:47"Could you package this for me?" he said.
08:49The girl glanced at the book, then turned back to Adam.
08:53Her eyes were sparkling with joy.
08:55Of course, he said.
08:57Adam watched the blonde girl's book with those careful fingers.
09:02Every movement of his was like a poem.
09:04The way she folds the paper, the way she sticks the tape on.
09:07When he extended the package, their fingers came so close they almost touched, but they didn't.
09:12"Here you go, enjoy reading," said the girl.
09:15Adam received the package.
09:17"Thank you," she managed to say in a low voice.
09:20His heart was pounding in his chest as he left the shop.
09:24He returned home with quick steps.
09:26She was breathless when she entered the room.
09:29She left the package on her bed.
09:31He didn't open it.
09:32She didn't even know what was inside.
09:34She opened the cupboard door and placed the beautiful, perfectly intact package on top.
09:40He left it in the darkness.
09:41He closed the lid.
09:43His mother peeked at him through the crack in the door.
09:46There was a strange color on his son's face, a slight pinkness on his cheeks, which he hadn't seen for weeks.
09:52He couldn't understand it, but he didn't say anything.
09:55Perhaps hope was blossoming from an unexpected place.
10:00As Adam drifted off to sleep that night, he was thinking not of his illness, but of the tulip's smile.
10:05Tomorrow didn't seem frightening for the first time.
10:08Because it meant there was a possibility of going back to that bookstore tomorrow.
10:12The next morning, the atmosphere in Adam's room was not as heavy and gloomy as the day before.
10:18The sun was still the same sun.
10:20The curtains were still the same faded curtains.
10:23But Adam had changed.
10:26When he got out of bed, he felt the invisible weight on his shoulders lift.
10:31The chronic fatigue caused by the illness was still coursing through his veins.
10:36His joints ached, but a new fire had begun to burn in his soul.
10:40This fire was a hope as fragile as the thin thread of cotton that bound him to life.
10:46At the breakfast table, his mother immediately noticed the change in her son's expression.
10:52Although Adam reluctantly plunged his fork into the cheese on his plate, his eyes kept wandering.
10:58Those old, dull, and lifeless eyes had been replaced by the anxious anticipation of a sailor waiting for a ship on the horizon.
11:08Her mother silently offered prayers as she sipped her tea.
11:11He didn't know why, but it was as if blood had returned to his son's face.
11:16Adam quickly finished his breakfast and got ready.
11:19As she adjusted her hair in front of the mirror, she noticed herself smiling to herself.
11:25"This is madness," she whispered.
11:27Adam, you are a traveler on a path with a known destination, what is this fleeting desire all about?
11:31But his heart was drowning out the voice of reason.
11:34He put on his jacket, leaving the smell of medicine that lingered in the room behind, and went out into the street.
11:39The journey felt shorter than it did yesterday.
11:41The sidewalks, the trees, the shops all seemed to greet him.
11:45He slowed his steps as he entered the street where the bookstore was located.
11:49His heart couldn't fit in his chest.
11:51He took a deep breath when he reached the shop window and pushed the door open.
11:56Ringtone.
11:57The delicate, melodic sound produced by that brass cymbal was now the most beautiful symphony in the world for Adam.
12:05Lale was writing something behind the counter.
12:08He looked up when he heard the bell ring.
12:11The familiar expression on her face when she saw Adem, that gentle smile, melted all the ice in Adem's heart.
12:19"Welcome back," said Lale.
12:22His voice was as soothing as a warm cup of tea on a rainy day.
12:27Trying to suppress his excitement, Adam said, "Nice to meet you."
12:31He turned to the shelves again.
12:32He wasn't actually interested in books.
12:35He didn't even care which author it was or which story it was.
12:39He simply wanted to breathe in this atmosphere, this scent, and most of all, Lale's presence.
12:45He randomly picked up a thick-bound novel.
12:49He took it to the counter without even looking at the lid.
12:52"This too," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
12:55Could you package this as well?
12:57Lale looked into Adem's eyes for a moment.
13:00Perhaps he sensed the sadness of this silent visitor.
13:04He didn't ask anything.
13:05"Just, of course, with pleasure," he said.
13:08Adem watched Lale's hands again.
13:11Those hands folded the paper with the same care as if they were tending to a wound.
13:16When he extended the package, their fingers briefly touched.
13:20That brief contact sent an electric current through Adam's body.
13:25"Thank you," he managed to say, and again, he rushed out of the shop.
13:30This ritual lasted for days.
13:32He leaves home at the same time every morning,
13:35He goes to the bookstore with the same excitement,
13:37He picks a random book and has it packaged.
13:40And he was returning home without being able to speak a single word.
13:45Adam seemed afraid of the spell that words could break.
13:48If only he would say a word, say "I'm leaving" or "I'm sick"
13:53He was afraid this dream would end.
13:56That's why he was silent.
13:58He communicated only with his eyes.
14:00Every package he brought home,
14:02It started to accumulate inside the closet in her room.
14:05One, three, five, ten.
14:08Colorful gift packages,
14:10They were piled up on the shelves like unopened treasures.
14:13Adam wasn't opening any of them.
14:15Because those packages don't contain books,
14:19fingerprints of the tulip,
14:21His breath and the peaceful atmosphere of that shop were hidden.
14:24If he opens them,
14:26She felt as if the magic inside her was about to vanish.
14:29Each package represents a day yet to be lived,
14:32It was a symbol of an unspoken word.
14:35His mother saw her son with a package in his hand every day,
14:39He watched her return home with amazement and a secret joy.
14:43With the room door open,
14:45She saw the pile of packages inside the cupboard.
14:48He couldn't make sense of it.
14:50"My son," he would sometimes say.
14:52Why don't you open and read those books?
14:55Adam smiled sadly,
14:57Then, mother, he said.
14:59When the time comes.
15:02Time.
15:03Adam's greatest enemy and his most precious treasure.
15:07As the weeks passed one after another,
15:09Adam's illness, too, progressed like a insidious shadow.
15:13Sometimes he gets dizzy on his way home from the shop,
15:16He had to crouch down against a wall to catch his breath.
15:19Its color is getting yellower day by day,
15:21The light in his eyes was fading.
15:23But the desire to see Lale gave him superhuman strength.
15:27The only thing that gets him out of bed every morning,
15:31It was the sound of the bell at the bookstore's door.
15:33One evening he was completely exhausted.
15:36She was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling.
15:39Her mother entered the room with a glass of water in her hand.
15:43He sat on the edge of the bed.
15:45He gently wiped the sweat from his son's forehead.
15:49"Adam," he whispered.
15:51"You have a problem."
15:53This isn't just a disease.
15:55There's something else in your heart.
15:57Tell me.''
15:59Adam held his mother's loving hands.
16:03Her eyes filled with tears.
16:04She could no longer carry this burden alone.
16:08"There's a girl, Mom," she said, her voice trembling.
16:12"The girl at the bookstore, I don't know her name, who she is, or what she does, but..."
16:17He fell silent.
16:18His throat tightened.
16:20Her mother understood.
16:22A mother's heart could hear even the words her child left unsaid.
16:27"You love him," said the old woman.
16:29This wasn't a question, it was an observation.
16:32Adam shook his head.
16:34A single tear rolled down her cheek and fell onto the pillow.
16:38"It's too late, Mom," she said, sobbing.
16:40"It's too late for me, what could I possibly give her?"
16:43What do I have but a handful of sorrow and an unfinished story?
16:47I'm leaving, Mom.
16:49I'm getting a little further each day.''
16:51His mother hugged her son.
16:53They both cried silently for a while.
16:56The only sounds breaking the silence of the room were sobs and the ticking of the clock on the wall.
17:02Then his mother took Adam's face in her hands.
17:06He looked into her eyes.
17:07"Don't you dare say that," she said in a firm voice.
17:11"Love has no time, son."
17:13Even experiencing that love for just one day is better than never experiencing it at all.
17:18Go talk to him, don't hesitate.
17:20Maybe he/she is waiting for you too.
17:22Only God knows what will happen tomorrow.
17:24But today is yours, this moment is yours.
17:27Do yourself this favor.''
17:29His mother's words scattered the ashes from Adam's heart.
17:33A spark was ignited again.
17:35Her mother was right.
17:36Life went on until death knocked on the door.
17:40And she had the right to love until that door was knocked on.
17:44"Okay, Mom," said Adam, wiping away his tears.
17:48"I'm going, I'm going tomorrow and..."
17:51He couldn't finish his sentence, but he was determined.
17:54He wasn't just going to buy a book the next morning.
17:58This time, he was going to leave the contents of his heart in that shop, at that counter, in the hands of that girl.
18:04This silent theater was about to end.
18:07He couldn't sleep all night.
18:09The sentences she formed in her head and the letters she wrote became mixed up.
18:13Finally, he decided to explain it in the simplest, most straightforward way.
18:20If not with words, then at least with a note.
18:23As the first rays of dawn appeared, Adam was preparing for the most challenging journey of his life.
18:29Her hands trembled as she dressed, and her heart pounded in her chest.
18:34She looked at her reflection in the mirror.
18:35His face was as white as chalk, but a strange, fiery determination gleamed in his eyes.
18:42Today was the day the reign of silence would be broken.
18:45Today was the day the curtain would fall on that silent theater that had lasted for months.
18:50In his pocket, he had written and erased things repeatedly throughout the night.
18:53The little note she'd prepared was gone, besides the crumpled pieces of paper she'd thrown away.
18:57Because no matter what she wrote, she couldn't fully express her feelings.
19:03"When I get there," he said to himself.
19:06When I get there, I'll do whatever I feel like doing at that moment.
19:10His mother was in the hallway when he left the house.
19:13He patted his son on the back.
19:16"May God help you, my son," he said.
19:19Adam sensed the profound farewell hidden in his mother's prayer.
19:24Her mother knew too.
19:25This departure was not just a declaration of love, but also a final desperate attempt to cling to life.
19:32The streets seemed noisier than usual to Adam.
19:36Cars, vendors, birds…
19:39Every sound echoed in his mind.
19:42The disease, that insidious enemy gnawing away at her body from within, was making its presence felt more strongly today.
19:48He was breathless and his steps frequently stumbled.
19:52But he didn't stop. That bookstore seemed like his final destination.
19:58He stopped when he reached the shop door.
20:01He paused to catch his breath.
20:02She looked through the window.
20:04Lale was there.
20:06She was arranging the shelves again with her usual peaceful demeanor.
20:09Adam pushed the door open.
20:11Ringtone.
20:12This time, it echoed in their ears like a farewell bell.
20:15Lale returned.
20:17His face lit up when he saw Adam.
20:19"Welcome," she said again in that crystal-clear voice.
20:23Adam thought this might be the last time he would hear this sound.
20:26"It's a pleasure to be here," said Adam.
20:28His voice was hoarse.
20:29He walked inside.
20:31As she browsed the shelves, her eyes weren't on the books, but on the tulip.
20:36He chose a book.
20:38Again, it was random; what was written on the cover didn't matter.
20:42He placed the book on the counter.
20:44Lale bought the book.
20:46"That's a good choice," he said, smiling.
20:49I'm packing.
20:51Yes, said Adam.
20:52Please.
20:53Lale moved to the other side of the counter to reach for the wrapping papers at the back.
20:58For Adam, time stopped in that brief moment as he turned and walked past.
21:02He saw the small notepads and pen in front of him.
21:05He acted impulsively, without thinking or planning, purely on instinct.
21:11With trembling hands, she grabbed the pen.
21:13On that small piece of paper, he summarized the immense fire burning in his heart in just two words.
21:21I love you.
21:23Just as she was about to put down the pen, with a moment of courage, she added her name and phone number in shaky letters below.
21:31Adam.
21:32He folded the paper.
21:34Lale had her back turned and was busy wrapping the package.
21:38She prayed he wouldn't hear the rustling of the paper.
21:41She folded the note and placed it on the edge of the coin tray next to the cash register.
21:46He tucked the money in a place where Lale would definitely see it when she received the payment.
21:50When Lale returned, Adam's face was covered in sweat.
21:54The girl noticed Adam's condition.
21:56"Are you alright?" she asked anxiously.
21:59You look pale, would you like some water?
22:02Adam shook his head from side to side.
22:05If she spoke, she would cry.
22:07If she spoke, she would collapse and faint right there.
22:09No, he managed to say with difficulty.
22:13Thanks, but I'm in a hurry.
22:16He received the package.
22:18He left the money on the counter.
22:20He looked into Lale's eyes one last time, as if he wanted to memorize them.
22:25Goodbye, he said.
22:27This was no simple farewell.
22:30That was a farewell, entrusting you to God.
22:33He stormed out of the shop.
22:35He exhaled all the air from his lungs when the door closed.
22:39He had done it.
22:40He had said it.
22:41The die was cast.
22:43The journey home was far more difficult than the trip there.
22:46His legs were struggling to carry him.
22:49Black spots were floating before his eyes.
22:52When he arrived home, his mother opened the door.
22:54Adam collapsed into his mother's arms.
22:58"I did it, Mom," she whispered.
23:01I left a note.
23:03That day and night were spent in a state of fever for Adam.
23:07It was as if his body was making him pay the price for the last of his energy expenditure.
23:11He couldn't get out of bed.
23:13Her mother kept watch over her until morning.
23:16She placed cloths soaked in vinegar on her forehead.
23:19He recited prayers.
23:20Adam couldn't go to the bookstore the next day.
23:23He couldn't go the next day.
23:26He was silent too.
23:28Only Adam's labored breathing could be heard.
23:32His eyes were constantly glued to the phone on his bedside table.
23:35Was that phone going to ring?
23:37Or was the note thrown in a trash can?
23:40Perhaps Lale had misunderstood him.
23:42Perhaps she was angry.
23:44Perhaps he just laughed it off.
23:45These thoughts tormented Adam more than his illness.
23:49"She won't call, Mom," he said that evening.
23:52His voice was desperate.
23:54Why would he call me?
23:55Who am I?
23:56I'm just a strange stranger who comes and goes every day.
23:59His mother said, "Be patient, son."
24:02It will come, God willing.
24:03Otherwise, whatever God wills, He wills it well.
24:06The silence grew even heavier on the second night.
24:10Time seemed to have stopped inside the house.
24:12Adam was now completely confined to bed.
24:15He couldn't even watch the street from the window.
24:18And on the morning of the third day,
24:20The silence of the house was cut like a knife by the shrill ringing of the telephone in the hallway.
24:25Adam started to shake off the shock of his fall.
24:28Her mother ran out of the kitchen.
24:30The phone kept ringing.
24:32Adam's heart was pounding in his ailing chest.
24:37Her mother picked up the receiver.
24:39"Hello," said the old woman, her voice trembling.
24:43The sound coming from the other side couldn't reach Adam's room, but...
24:47Her mother's facial expression said it all.
24:50The woman's face first tensed in surprise,
24:53Then a melancholic softening spread across her face.
24:56"Peace be upon you, my daughter," said her mother.
24:58"Yes, yes, I am Adam's mother."
25:01Adam tried to sit up in bed, but he didn't have the strength.
25:05He could only turn his head towards the door.
25:08Her mother's eyes filled with tears.
25:10He listened to the voice on the phone for a while.
25:13Then she looked at Adam.
25:15Tears began to stream from her eyes.
25:18"My son," he said, not to the person on the phone.
25:20Whispering to Adam.
25:23Then she turned back to the phone.
25:25"My daughter, she's not in a condition to speak right now, but..."
25:28"He can hear you."
25:29Her mother carried the phone, with its long cord, into the room.
25:33He held the receiver to Adam's ear.
25:36"Adam," said that crystal voice.
25:38"I am a tulip."
25:40At that moment, all suffering on earth ceased for Adam.
25:44Only that sound remains.
25:46Adam heard that voice in his ear,
25:49In the tulip's words, "I am a tulip," he had found the peace he had sought his entire life.
25:54He opened his eyes with difficulty.
25:56He looked at his mother.
25:57The corners of her lips were not shadowed by pain
26:00A pure and resigned smile appeared.
26:03He had no strength to speak, but his breath...
26:06It was the lightest, most comfortable breath he had ever taken.
26:11It was as if that voice had freed her soul from the prison of her body.
26:16His mother, holding the phone,
26:18Seeing her son in that state, she stifled her sobs.
26:22Adam slowly closed his eyes.
26:25''The tulip on the other side,
26:26He kept asking, "Hello, are you there?"
26:30Adam had now set off towards a realm where he could no longer answer that question.
26:35Her mother pulled the receiver away from her ear,
26:38She closed it quietly.
26:39That night, the light in Adam's room stayed on until morning.
26:42But Adam's light,
26:44It went out just before sunrise.
26:47Like the burning out of a candle,
26:49His departure was quiet, without rebellion, and peaceful.
26:52The following days,
26:53It passed through the house like a cloud of fog.
26:56Shoes piled up in front of the door,
26:58The smell of halva bubbling in the kitchen,
27:00The whispered conversations of neighbors coming and going.
27:03His mother was like a statue as she received condolences.
27:08His soul has been taken away,
27:09All that remained was a body programmed to withstand pain.
27:14"My son survived."
27:15he said to those who asked.
27:17Their suffering is over.
27:18But his own suffering had only just begun,
27:22She knew he was about to descend upon the memories that permeated every corner of that house.
27:26The funeral has taken place.
27:27The crowd dispersed.
27:28The sounds stopped.
27:29The house returned to its eerie, profound silence.
27:33Not a single cough anymore,
27:35no creaking of stairs,
27:37Nor was there the sound of a cup of tea clinking in the room.
27:40Her mother,
27:41Three days after the funeral,
27:44He mustered up the courage and entered the room.
27:46When you opened the door,
27:49The air inside still smelled of Adam.
27:52A mixture of medicine, books, and lemon cologne.
27:55That familiar smell.
27:57The old woman sat on the edge of the bed.
28:00She took the pillow into her lap.
28:01He sniffed deeply.
28:03As tears soaked the pillowcase,
28:05Her gaze fell on the wardrobe.
28:07What his son had saved in his last days,
28:10The treasure he cherished so much was right there.
28:13He stood up,
28:14He opened the cupboard door.
28:15Colorful packages,
28:17They stood perfectly still, as if Adam were about to come and take them away.
28:22Her mother,
28:23while looking at those packages
28:25He remembered Adam's childlike excitement.
28:28From where?
28:29he asked himself.
28:31Why didn't you ever open these, son?
28:34With a mixture of curiosity and sadness, he reached out his hand.
28:37The top package,
28:39He bought the one with the blue packaging.
28:41That piece of paper that Adam couldn't bear to touch,
28:43She tore it with trembling fingers.
28:45A classic novel emerged from inside.
28:48But when she opened the book's cover,
28:50small, gliding to the ground,
28:52He saw a folded piece of paper.
28:54The old woman bent down,
28:56He took the paper.
28:58This wasn't a bookmark.
29:00It was a handwritten note.
29:03He adjusted his glasses and began to read.
29:07Hello.
29:07Every time I see you in the shop,
29:10In that silence where words fail,
29:14I feel something so deep,
29:16I love you so sincerely,
29:18I found it so sincere that...
29:20I'd like to get to know you better.
29:21Maybe we'll talk someday.
29:23Tulip.
29:24His mother froze.
29:26His hand went to his mouth.
29:27A sob escaped his throat.
29:30But this time it's not from pain,
29:32He was shocked and devastated.
29:35Adam, thinking his love was unrequited,
29:39She had melted away in her own quiet world.
29:42But in every package he didn't open,
29:44an answer waiting for him,
29:46There was a hand reaching out to her.
29:48With trembling hands,
29:50She reached for the cupboard again.
29:52He received another package.
29:54This time, he opened it hastily and eagerly.
29:57Another book, and another note that fell out of it.
30:00You came again today, but you remained silent again.
30:03The sadness in your eyes hurts me too.
30:06Hopefully this time,
30:07You'll give me a reply to this offer for tea that I've hidden between the lines.
30:12Just a cup of tea.
30:14With love, Lale.
30:15To where his mother was,
30:17He collapsed onto the carpet.
30:20Open gift packages all around,
30:22Books in her lap and papers in her hand.
30:25Her heart was filled with grief over her son's fate.
30:27this unfortunate,
30:28He was grieving over the missed opportunity of this sorrowful love.
30:32Adam had buried his love in his heart and left.
30:34But love was actually right in her hands, and she didn't even know it.
30:39Oh my son,
30:40" she groaned.
30:41Oh, my poor unfortunate child.
30:43What she held in her hands was like a garden of paradise.
30:45You thought it was a dry branch and kept it.
30:48There were many more packages to come.
30:50Each one an unread letter,
30:54It was an unprecedented call.
30:57The old woman was sitting on the floor of the room,
30:59In the middle of the colorful papers scattered around,
31:02He was facing the biggest wreckage of his life.
31:05Every sound of tearing paper,
31:07It was opening a new wound in her heart.
31:09Adam's silence turned out to be no escape,
31:12He was the victim of a huge misunderstanding.
31:15In that silent room,
31:17words that haven't been spoken for years,
31:19Now he was shouting from scraps of paper.
31:21Her mother,
31:22Wiping away her tears with her wrist,
31:24He picked up another package.
31:26This,
31:27It was wrapped more carefully than the others.
31:30It was tied with a red ribbon.
31:32It's as if there's not just a book inside,
31:35There was a beating heart.
31:37While untying the ribbon,
31:38His hands were shaking so much,
31:41He had to stop a few times.
31:44He opened the package.
31:45He lifted the cover of the book that came out of it.
31:48Again, that blue ink,
31:51Beautiful handwriting.
31:52This time the paper is not folded,
31:54It was pasted on the first page of the book.
31:57Her mother,
31:58He swallowed the painful lump that burned his throat and began to read.
32:01You are a truly good and respectful person.
32:05A voice from you,
32:07Unless a signal comes,
32:08I keep writing, but I know it sounds strange.
32:11Maybe I'm bothering you,
32:14Perhaps I misunderstood her gaze.
32:16But I know my feelings weren't wrong.
32:19The woman lifted her head.
32:21She looked at the empty bed.
32:23You weren't wrong, my daughter,
32:24she whispered.
32:25It burned too,
32:26Just like you are burning.
32:28But he couldn't pronounce it.
32:29He didn't have the courage.
32:31His eyes returned to the sheet music.
32:33The rest of the writing was as sharp as a knife and irreversible.
32:38Let's have some tea tonight.
32:40Suspension.
32:41Life cannot be postponed.
32:43Perhaps our lifespan is as short as a pot of tea.
32:46Let's not let it cool down while we wait for it to steep.
32:49Come,
32:50Let's drink together until the very end of our lives.
32:53Best regards.
32:54Her mother pressed the paper to her chest.
32:57Ah!
32:57A cry escaped her lips.
33:00Silent,
33:01deeply,
33:01a lung
33:03Ah!
33:04Our life is as short as a pot of tea.
33:06said the girl.
33:07Adam's life,
33:09It was finished before the tea had even had time to steep.
33:11The tea has gone cold.
33:13The glass was left empty.
33:14The table had been knocked over.
33:16Adam,
33:17He knew he was living his last days, but
33:19She never imagined she could share those moments with the one she loved.
33:22If he had opened that package,
33:24If only he could overcome his fear and read that paper,
33:26perhaps he spent his last days in that park,
33:29with that girl,
33:30Their hands would pass each other.
33:32Perhaps death would come again, but like this, incomplete.
33:35so incomplete,
33:36He wouldn't come back so regretful.
33:38The old woman looked at the books scattered around the room.
33:41Nearly twenty books,
33:43Nearly twenty unanswered letters.
33:45Each,
33:46Adam doesn't love me.
33:48Who am I?
33:49Those were the bricks of the prison he had built for himself.
33:52But the door was always open,
33:54But the key was always in his hand.
33:56The evening call to prayer was being recited outside.
33:59The room had become dim.
34:01Her mother,
34:02He picked up the books scattered on the floor one by one.
34:05He pressed them to his chest as if they were babies.
34:09Adam's scent lingered on the packages.
34:11And that girl too,
34:12Hope had seeped into the tulip.
34:14He stood up.
34:15Her knees were aching, but...
34:17Compared to the pain in her heart, this was nothing.
34:20He looked at the phone on the table.
34:22Tulip.
34:24He's somewhere right now, too.
34:26Perhaps that's why Adam never answered.
34:29Why did you leave a note and run away?
34:31And then he wondered why he died.
34:34The poor girl was left incomplete too.
34:36That's his story too.
34:38It had turned into a novel that ended before it even began.
34:41Her mother,
34:41You should know this,
34:43said to himself.
34:44That girl,
34:45I don't want him to think my son doesn't love her.
34:47I buried my son's love in the grave.
34:49Don't let it take you away with unanswered questions.
34:50She made her decision.
34:52These books,
34:53He was going to collect these notes.
34:54And tomorrow,
34:56He was going to that shop tomorrow.
34:58He will do what Adam could not.
34:59He was going to return the unopened packages to their owner.
35:02This,
35:03It was the last thing he owed his son.
35:05When night falls,
35:06The woman lay down on Adam's bed.
35:07Opened packages were next to it,
35:09The books and notes were still there.
35:11He saw Adam in his dream.
35:13He was sitting in a tea garden.
35:15There was an empty chair opposite him.
35:17Adam smiles,
35:18He watched the steam rising from the two cups of tea on the table.
35:21I'm waiting, Mom.
35:22he said.
35:23Don't let the tea get cold.
35:25Morning,
35:26The sky had turned a leaden color.
35:29It's as if the law in that house is accompanying the city,
35:32The sun was ashamed to show its face.
35:34Her mother,
35:35collected from Adam's room
35:37those nearly twenty books,
35:39She placed it in a large cloth bag.
35:42The bag had gotten heavier, though.
35:44This weight is not from the paper,
35:46It was the weight of a life unlived.
35:49When leaving the house,
35:50She looked in the mirror in the hallway one last time.
35:53The light in his eyes had faded.
35:55But there was a sense of duty in his demeanor.
35:58This,
35:59It was the last service a mother could render to her son.
36:02He locked the door.
36:03That metallic sound the key makes,
36:06It marked the end of an era.
36:08He didn't make eye contact with anyone along the way.
36:12His steps,
36:13The place Adam went to with excitement every day,
36:16It led him down that road where he became a little more silent with each turn.
36:20His heart raced as he entered the street where the bookstore was located.
36:24So Adam's heart must have beaten like this here too.
36:27He arrived in front of the shop.
36:30The books in the window were the same, but the shop's lights seemed dim.
36:34He pushed the door open.
36:35This time, the brass cymbal rang out like a mournful groan.
36:40Inside, behind the counter, sat a tulip.
36:44He held his head in his hands, staring into space.
36:47He was startled when he heard the bell and looked up.
36:51Her eyes were swollen, and her face was pale.
36:54It drooped its head like a tulip deprived of water.
36:58When he saw the old woman, he didn't recognize her at first.
37:01Then, the owner of that voice on the phone,
37:04He remembered the woman who said, "I am the mother of that sorrowful Adam."
37:09He stood up, then staggered.
37:11"Auntie," was all he could say.
37:14Welcome.
37:15Her mother didn't speak.
37:17He approached the counter with heavy steps.
37:20She placed the cloth bag she was holding on the counter.
37:22He left it on the cold wood.
37:25Inside the bag, the tulip, so carefully wrapped,
37:29books stripped of their colorful packaging but still containing the notes inside
37:33He started taking them out one by one.
37:36One, two, five, ten, twenty.
37:39The books piled up on the counter like a tower.
37:43Lale watched, holding her breath.
37:45His eyes widened.
37:47With trembling hands, she reached for the book on top.
37:50He lifted the lid.
37:51She saw the note, written in her own handwriting, the one she had waited days for a reply to.
37:56"These," said the tulip, her voice trembling.
38:00Hasn't he read these?
38:03Her mother looked into the tulip's eyes.
38:05There was a thousand-year-old sorrow in that look.
38:08"My daughter didn't open it," he said.
38:10Her voice was so gentle, yet so devastating.
38:14He was scared.
38:15He thought you didn't want him.
38:18She hid each package in the cupboard, fearing rejection.
38:21He thought you were just showing the courtesy of a salesperson.
38:25He didn't know you were burning too.
38:26Lale slumped down where she stood.
38:31She covered her face with her hands.
38:33Her sobs echoed among the dusty shelves of the shop.
38:37"I," said the tulip between sobs.
38:40The more she didn't respond, the more I wrote.
38:43I thought he was reading but staying silent.
38:46I thought she was embarrassed.
38:47It turns out, it turns out he never knew.
38:49Her mother went behind the counter.
38:53He touched Lale's shoulder.
38:54"Don't cry, my daughter," he said.
38:56He left, but I heard his voice as he went.
38:59He heard your name in his last breath before he left.
39:02That was enough for him.
39:04But I wanted you to know.
39:06Know this: my son's love was not unrequited.
39:10He loved you too much to open those packages.
39:15Then from the bottom of her bag,
39:16Something Adam never used
39:18She took out the little notebook she kept hidden in her room.
39:22Inside, which Adam never sent,
39:25There was only one page, filled with scribbles.
39:27He handed it to Lale.
39:29Lale read the paper with blurry vision.
39:32I'm going to see him again today.
39:34I don't know his name, but...
39:36Her smile adds years to my life.
39:38I wish I had the time.
39:40I wish I had enough time tomorrow to buy her a cup of tea.
39:44Lale pressed the paper to her chest.
39:46Pain and peace mingled together.
39:49Her mother looked at the teapot sitting on the small gas stove in the corner of the shop.
39:54Come on, he said.
39:55Come on, girl, make that tea.
39:58You promised.
39:59"Our life is as short as a pot of tea," you wrote in your note.
40:02Adam couldn't come, but I did.
40:05Instead, in his name, let's drink that tea.
40:08Lale wiped away her tears.
40:11With trembling hands, she picked up the teapot.
40:14He poured the water and added the tea leaves.
40:16The aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the shop.
40:18That scent somewhat softened the coldness of death.
40:23The two women sat at the small table in the middle of the shop.
40:27Lale placed three glasses on the tray.
40:30One for himself, one for Adam's mother, and one for the empty side of the table.
40:35The tea was poured into the cups.
40:38Their vapors mingled and rose.
40:41It had started raining outside.
40:43The raindrops hitting the windows provided a rhythm to the silence inside.
40:48Her mother looked at the empty glass.
40:50It was as if Adam was smiling from over there, behind the steam.
40:54"Forgive me, son," he thought to himself.
40:57Look, you're having tea with the person you love.
41:00Lale took a sip of her tea.
41:03His throat burned, but his insides warmed up.
41:06Adam wasn't there, but his love lay between two women.
41:09It was there on the table, in that steaming glass, alive and vibrant.
41:13The story was over, but love continued to blossom even after death.
41:18Yes, dear friends, the story is over.
41:22But the steam from those three cups of tea on the table,
41:24I'm sure it's a lump in all of our throats right now.
41:28The story of Adem and Lale tells us not only a sad love story,
41:33He also explained how assumptions steal our lives.
41:37Adam lost not from illness, but perhaps from his silence.
41:43With a vast garden of paradise in the palms of his hands,
41:46He thought he was in a barren desert.
41:48She was scared, hesitant, and thought it was too late for me.
41:52He postponed his happiness with his own hands.
41:54But if only he had dared to open just one package, just one package,
41:58Her final days would be spent in love, not regret.
42:02As Lale said in her famous note,
42:05Our life is as short as a pot of tea.
42:07Don't let life get cold while you wait for it to settle.
42:10Saying "I love you" to your loved ones,
42:13Don't wait for the perfect time to take that step or open that package.
42:17Because then it may never come, and all that will be left is the heavy silence of unlived experiences.
42:24After I finish this video today,
42:27Do yourself a favor.
42:29Say that thing you've been putting off.
42:31Make that call.
42:32If this story touched your heart too,
42:36Share your feelings and any regrets you have in the comments.
42:40Let's talk there.
42:41In the next true story,
42:44Until we meet again with opened packages and teas that never get cold.
42:48Goodbye, dear friends.
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43:05And don't forget to like the video.
43:07Thank you for watching.
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