İkra : Yaratılışın Sırrı Aşk

``I took my tea, I went to the table, I opened my bag, I took out the book. Read in the name of your Lord who created! He created man from alaq (the clinging zygote)! Read! Your Lord was the most generous He is the one who taught how to write with a pen. Your Lord is infinitely generous, who taught man what he knew not. I immediately closed the cover of the book, I couldn't read any more. I couldn't stop my heartbeat, my tongue was dry with excitement. It was God, whose existence I almost doubted until now, calling out. He wanted me to read. I should have read, but what? I should have started reading from myself, I should have read myself first. I should have read myself, the last breath being taken. Who was I? Was I created? Did I live by chance? Did those around me exist for me? Did I exist for them?`` This novel will hold a place in the heart of the reader as a guide and a light for those who want to walk to the end on the path of love, where the body becomes tears.