#Süleyman Şah

[faintingheroine]

While no other category of people can beat “the women Süleyman had sex with” in terms of sheer diversity of personality, phenotype and motivations, Ibrahim’s little Harem trio (Hatice, Nigar, Şah) is a pretty diverse bunch in terms of personality as well.

[magnificentcenturyfics]

Am I The Asshole? - Topkapi Edition

Unfortunately for @faintingheroine I just... Could not bring myself to fulfill her request. I am sorry, it just wasn't very inspiring! But I wrote this as a replacement/apology. Basically, this one is just the Magnificent Century universe, only with the addition of Reddit. Don't think about it too hard.

Disclaimer: Usernames here aren't always super clear, so I am going to just relay here who is who, both the obvious and not-so-obvious ones. ButterflyPrincess - Hatice FeelLikeABot - Nigar Genghiskhanwithteats1001 - Aybige manfromparga - Ibrahim (d'oh) M&MCustodian - Süleyman moonofdestiny500 - Mahidevran Moonlover69 - Gülşah RoyalTurqoise7 - Şah smilingsultana - Hürrem thebossakinci - Bali Bey

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AITA for taking revenge on my friend for sleeping with my boyfriend? by user smilingsultana So, about a year ago I (18F) entered the harem of some powerful dude (30?M) and met this really nice, chill girl (19F), who is even from the same region as me??? We instantly hit it off, we even slept next to each other in the servant’s quarters, it was pretty great. A few months in, our master noticed me and WTF he was so dreamy??? I mean yeah he’s also very generous to his favourites haha but that’s besides the point. The thing is, he fell in love with me like immediately, and I am also crazy for him. He jokes around with me, gives me gifts, does really unspeakable things in bed, the whole package. There was some drama with his family, but from the way he talks to me, I thought he won’t even look at another woman again. Especially when I became pregnant! He even nursed me back to health, three times, because did mention his family are a fucking bag of dicks (except for his sister she’s cool)?! But whatever, this isn’t about them.

The point is, remember that best friend I mentioned before? Well, you know that war that we had recently, the one where we took Belgrade and everything? My master left shortly before I learned I am pregnant, and when I came back, I was pretty far along, I think like seven and a half month in? So he gave me my own room, attendants and everything, and my friends was one of those attendants. I thought it’s gonna be great, she will stay with me forever and they are never going to send her away because she’s too old to serve or some junk. But shortly before I gave birth, she started acting suspiciously. For one, she converted to islam, and I know you’ll be asking „but op isn’t this a good thing that she turned away from the false faith?“ – well no, because the moment I learned what she did I knew she got this idea from me. And I converted mostly to please my master. The red flags were just blaring in my mind, but if you’ve ever been pregnant, then you know that this kind of thing is usually pretty low on one’s list of priorities shortly before giving birth. Besides, I thought it would be a bit of a dick move to worry about her stealing my man, like, she would never, and also, how would she even do that when she’s always by my side? So, when I started going into labor in the middle of the night, I thought she would be there to help... But then I couldn’t find her anywhere??? I searched for her for what felt like an eternity, I almost gave birth on the ground of a palace corridor, and she only turned up the next morning! I was too happy to really be pissed off, because you know, I just had my baby boy, and I almost kinda forgave her.

Then one of my other attendants told me that my master had another concubine with him that night – I wasn’t quite convinced it was my friend, but you can bet that when I ordered her to find the woman from last night, I choked the bitch real good. Just as a warning, you know? And that bitch had the audacity to tell me to „let it go“ because master does whatever he wants or something. Well, I wasn’t going to kill him, but that bitch, so I could care less about that. Then my friend disappeared on the same night they told me not to disturb the master, because there’s another girl with him and... I mean, you don’t need to be a genius to figure that little mystery out, you get me? That morning, I woke up to my friend coming back to my rooms, with sable furs around her neck (did I mention that my boyfriend recently gave me the exact same furs as a gift, because he did) and a big smile on her face as she admired it in the mirror. So of course I lost my shit. I only realized I should’ve been more subtle when there was this big hulabaloo around the fact that I said I am going to kill her (which I didn’t even really mean that way, like sure I wanted to beat the shit out of her and cause her grievious bodily harm, but that’s about it), and in the end I only got a few slaps in, so of course that didn’t satisfy my thirst for revenge.

That day, I visited a mirrormaking workshop. The mirrormaker mentioned that I shouldn’t touch this one chemical (don’t remember the name, only that it was this transparent liquid), because it’s dangerous, which gave me an idea. During my initial freakout, I took out my friend’s sable stole; now I was going to return it to her, but of course poisoned with that chemical (which I stole beforehand). And it worked like charm! My friend woke up with her face utterly ruined, and I was happy at first, because now our master defo won’t call her to his bed again! But when my revenge was finished and my thirst for blood satisfied, I looked at the situation with clearer eyes, and I felt so guilty? Like I could’ve killed her??? Which, I thought I wanted to kill her, but maybe not? Like yes what she had done is fucking inexcusable, but now I can’t even really hate her because I put her in the fucking hospital and she’s suffering so much, I... Did I go too far this time? Please help.

COMMENTS

FeelsLikeABot YTA. YTA AS ALL HELL. WTF, THAT WAS TIN AMALGAM? THAT THING CONTAINS MERCURY??? YOU ABSOLUTELY COULD’VE KILLED HER.

moonofdestiny500 NTA! That bitch absolutely had it coming lol - Moonlover69 Agreed! Fuck that whore.

ButterflyPrincess Uh, can we talk about the fact that you literally made your friend one of your attendants?! I mean I feel like just that makes you an asshole. Don’t get me wrong, I am all for having cordials relationship with staff, but... That cordial? Especially when she was your friend BEFORE she became your servant? - manfromparga Nonsense! My best is also my boss and I can tell you from experience it’s actually pretty chill? People tend to make way too big deal out of it, but so far it’s working pretty well for us. Then again my boss is way less of an asshole lol.

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AITA for keeping my family in the dark about my marriage untill the last moment? by user M&MCustodian I (36M) have had my favourite concubine (27F) for about a decade, and I never had any regrets about keeping her. Sure, she is jealous and temperamental, which is a bit of a problem, but at the same time, her fiery temper can be such fun! Besides, she’s extremely loving and devoted towards me, as well as our children, sometimes to the point of clinginess. In that decade, I might’ve entertained the thought of disposing of her or replacing her, especially whenever she crossed some lines and got into trouble (which, to be honest, happens a lot), but I’ve always decided against it. To put it simply, she makes me too happy to deprive myself of this happiness just because of whatever she has done at the moment.

Of course, the rest of my family does not exactly appreciate this. It’s quite understandable that my previous favourite concubine and mother of my oldest son (35F) dislikes the woman that replaced, but my mother (51F) is no friend of hers as well. While I can imagine she might dislike my favourite’s argumentativeness and ambition, I do not understand how that threatens my mother – or our entire family, as she keeps telling me. My mother is a strong woman, and in conflicts with my favourite, she usually gets her way without much effort. In fact, some of the actions she takes to punish my favourite whenever she steps out of line seem overblown; I strongly suspect mother punishes my favourite overly harshly, or even accuses her of things she did not commit – like that one time she claimed my favourite was unfaithful to me, with the only evidence being a diary of her alleged lover that conveniently disappeared before she was able to present it to me. It feels less like justice and more like spite, if I’m being honest. The only other family members who even live in the same town as us are my younger sister (31F) and her husband (36M), who also happens to be my right-hand man and best friend. My best friend also can’t stand my favourite, though they don’t come into contact that often, and even my sister has a complicated relationship with her, though despite disagreements, they are still generally friends (though since she’s also friends with my other favourite, this often makes her position a bit awkward). Needless to say, my favourite, the love of my life, is not exactly popular with my own family.

Recently, she has played a fine trick on me – first, she made me free her by complaining about how she can’t do charity in the Holy Cities because of her slave status, then refused to sleep with me because, well, she’s a free woman, it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to sleep with someone she isn’t married to? According to all legal experts I’ve consulted, that is in fact the correct course of action, which makes her little trick all the more insidious. Of course I was angry with her, and I banished her to one of our country estates, even though that turned out to be as much of a punishment for me than for her. My pain was only enhanced when our daughter (9F), whom I sent away with her, got sick and I had to visit her. To see my beloved with our darling little girl in her arms, and know that I might never see them again... Well, it was too much. I decided that my favourite’s banishment should only be temporary, but I didn’t quite know when to end it.

Then mother suddenly called my favourite back home, just to visit our children, which was admittedly a bit suspicious, especially when she was then attacked on the way by bandits; then again, she apparently also sent the party that eventually helped save her, so it might’ve been just a coincidence. Either way, hearing that she might’ve died, then spending the whole night with the rescue party, only to see her lying near death on the forrest floor... It was all a little too much for me. I took her home and let her stay for good, despite my mother’s protestations, and while I couldn’t marry her immediately for fear of losing face, my mind was already made. But when my mother sent me another concubine, which I had to refuse, I just knew the time was right. I needed to state my committment to her loud and clear.

I chose the circumcission of my three sons for that purpose. After all, why waste the biggest celebration this family has seen in years? I did not tell anyone, not even my future wife of my intentions – I might’ve dropped a few cheeky hints here and there, but not enough for anyone to connect the dots. When I brought my bride to watch the ceremony, her happiness more than made up for the difficulties of the past few months. We then went to tell our family, which was gathered for the afforementioned triple circumcission, and... Well, I probably should’ve seen their reactions coming. They still made me second guess my decision – not to marry my favourite, the more I think, the more convinced I am that I should’ve done that years ago. But mayhaps keeping them in the dark this whole time might’ve been a little bit insensitive towards them? I don’t know; that’s why I’m turning to redditors.

COMMENTS

manfromparga Okay, ngl that was kind of a hillarious story! And God no, you should not have told them beforehand! They would’ve tried to ruin it anyway! It seems your family is a bunch of scheming bastards. You don’t need their approval. - thebossakinci Agreed! I myself have experience with meddlesome parents – not mine, they are chill, but myfather-in-law was a cockblocking jackass. And mother is a much easier obstacle to overcome! - moonofdestiny500 There you are! You okay, man? I’ve heard you ended up in a hospital! What happened? -- manfromparga Ah, nothing. Minor incident. As you can see, I am well enough to use reddit lol

ButterflyPrincess Hmm. That’s a difficult situation. On the one hand, I understand that disapproving parents can be a pain in the ass – I myself faced the same issue. More because of my husband’s station than because of personal disagreements with my parents, but still. On the other hand, maybe your mother has a point at least in the fact that after tricking you like that, your concubine DEFINITELLY didn’t deserve your full forgiveness? Let her stay in your house, fine, for the sake of your children, but I feel like if my husband pulled a fast one on me like that, I couldn’t possibly forgive him? Then again, maybe if you really, really love her and if she’s really so wonderful despite her flaws, and if (and that’s a big if) you’re not leaving out some more legitimate reasons for your mother to be mad at her... Hmm. I don’t know. - manfromparga    https://www.reddit.com/media?url=https%3A%2F%2Fi.redd.it%2F3gf3i18hcf0a1.jpg - ButterflyPrincess OH GO FUCK YOURSELF. God. Why do you have to be a dick under every single comment I write?! -- moonofdestiny500 Ahh there’s our good ButterflyPrincess and manfromparga banter! -- Genghiskhanwithteats1001 ButterflyPrincess x manfromparga. 500k, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn... -- ButterflyPrincess GO TO HELL YOU VULTURES. -- manfromparga I am honestly offended by the suggestion that I would fuck a pathetic old maid like ButterflyPrincess lol

FeelsLikeABot Okay, dude, but can we talk about the fact that you just. Freed your concubine and didn’t think about the fact that you aren’t going to be able to sleep with her anymore? Serves you right for being an idiot. - RoyalTurquoise7 Agreed! That’s very basic islamic law, man. Where did you go to school again?! Overall YTA, but like... Not a big one? I mean, you did free a slave and made her an honest woman, even if you did do that for stupid reasons.

Genghiskhanwithteats1001 HAHAHA. No, fuck your mum. You don’t owe her shit. Honestly, your wife is kinda boss for pulling a fast one on you like that. Is she on reddit?

- M&MCustodian Yes, actually! She’s smilingsultana. -- moonofdestiny500 SMILINGSULTANA IS YOUR WIFE?! Lucky bastard! To be honest, I wouldn’t even clock her as a slave woman. She rocks. NTA. Or maybe YTA for not marrying smilingsultana sooner.

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AITA for making my best friend divorce his wife (that he didn’t want!) so I can sleep with her? by user manfromparga My friend (45M), whom I will call Fatih, has a very sordid romantic history. His most recent romantic relationship was that time he flirted with one of my servants, only for her to turn out to be a spy??? Yeah, he was forced to throw her into the Bosphorus himself, it was pretty fucked. I should also note that he only avoided charges of treason thanks to my intervention, which will be important down the line. But anyway. Since then, Fatih gave up on finding love entirely and started living disorderly – he visit a tavern nearly every day, getting drunk and sleeping around. It’s pretty awful, especially since our friendship is well-known by public, and I am curretly holding a high office, so being associated with such wastrel is extremely inconvenient for me. I thought marrying him off might help, and my wife (31F) agreed with me – hell, she even found an excellent wife for him, a servant of ours we could call Filiz (30?F). The problem is, me and Filiz have a history.

A few years ago, me and Filiz served the same household, and our paths often met. I slowly became aware of Filiz‘ crush on me, though she didn’t act on it, and it largely manifested as her faithful service to me and my wife, so I wasn’t too bothered by it. Then our son died, my wife became depressed, and so her mother took her into the countryside, hoping that a change of enviroment would do her good. It did, but Filiz also used that opportunity to seduce me. Now, I reacted as is appropriate to such a situation – I distanced myself from her, sent her to another household, I even thought of marrying her off, though that didn’t quite work out. But she continued to make ruckus, bursting into tears in front of me, writing love letters, even threatening suicide. Soon, I got pretty sick of it. However, in the meantime, my wife continued to be just as difficult – you see, she is from a much more high-born family than me, and neither she, nor her family ever forget to remind me of that fact. And Filiz’s over-the-top gestures of affection made me think that if I was married to her, she would never humiliate me in the same way. After all, as all the men of reddit can attest, a man has his needs, and one of those needs is to be the head of his family. But because of my wife’s superior status, that wasn’t the case with me. I only did what any other man would do – started looking for affection elsewhere.

As Fatih’s wedding was approaching, my desire for Filiz grew. And Fatih made it abundantly clear that he didn’t want a wife at all. So shortly after the wedding I made a pact with him: on his wedding night, he will divorce his wife, that as mentioned he did not want anyway, and he will let me sleep with her, using the public charade of a marriage as a cover. It’s an easy, convenient solution to both of our problems. The only problem is, I might’ve impugned on his manly pride somehow by denying him his lawful wife? But as I’ve said, he consented to the whole thing, and I’ve mentioned he has a life debt towards me, so it’s a bit of a grey area. But then, what is this subreddit if not for clearing up grey areas? So tell me, am I the asshole here?

COMMENTS

smilingsultana Okay, can we talk about the fact that YOU ARE MARRIED?! Does your wife know you’re here, writing this shit as if she didn’t exist?! - moonofdestiny500 Agreed. Ugh, thanks smilingsultana for being the only sane person out here, lol! - M&MCustodian Here comes smilingsultana, defender of women and children haha. I mean, his wife sounds like a proper bitch. Maybe she had it coming? Like if I lived with that kind of harridan and couldn’t divorce her, I 100% would do the same and worse. -- moonofdestiny500 Wow, that’s a very nice, comforting thing to hear from one’s husband. Smilingsultana, why do you put up with this douchebag again?! --- smilingsultana He’s not that bad in person lol --- manfromparga White knighting much? ---- RoyalTurquoise7 Wait. I thought moonofdestiny is a woman? Just from their general writing style. ----- smilingsultana No, he always says he’s a guy. I mean unless he’s lying or something lol.

thebossakinci NTA in this particullar case, but jury’s still out on the whole adultery thing. I know your wife probably has your balls in an iron grip, but can‘t you really just divorce her? Like I personally would rather die that stay in a marriage with such a bitch. Honestly there’s a reason why I am not married lol. Especially not for money. - manfromparga I did not marry for money. Like yes she’s rich, but I genuinely loved her. I was young and stupid, what can I say.

moonofdestiny500 There’s just... So much else wrong with this picture that I didn’t even notice that this „Filiz“ sounds completely insufferable??? Like I have a servant just like this, and worse. I don’t know how bad your wife is, man, but I guarantee you that fucking a yandere does not make her more bearable. Not that I ever tried haha. - FeelsLikeABot https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SuspiciouslySpecificDenial

ButterflyPrincess Wow. Manfromparga just keeps digging trough the bottom of the barrel, doesn’t he? Like I guess we now know where his misogyny comes from, but still. Punishing every other woman for your own unhappy marriage is pretty heinous.

[magnificentlyreused]

This green and golden shirt was first worn by Şehzade Mustafa's son Süleyman in the thirteenth episode of the third season of Magnificent Century. The shirt appeared again on Şehzade Mustafa's other son Mehmed in the sixteenth episode of the fourth season. It was also worn by Sultanzade Mehmed, the grandson of Sultan Selim and Nurbanu Sultan by their daughter Şah Sultan, in the final episode of the series.

[gulnarsultan]

yandere father Sultan Süleyman and yandere mother hurrem sultan with daughter reader

Maybe you are Mehmed's twin sister or older twin sister. You are Mihrimah, Abdullah, Selim, Bayezid or Cihagir's twin sister. Or you are the last born in the family. It makes no difference for Suleyman and Hurrem. Hurrem was talking to you before you were born. Suleyman loved to feel you and talk to you when you were in Hurrem's womb. When they take you in their arms for the first time, their inclination begins. Hurrem was never disappointed by your girl. Suleyman chooses the most perfect name for you. Hurrem never entrusts you to nurses or servants. Hurrem has made it his duty to comb, shape and braid your hair. She has adopted the principle of chatting with you, walking around and spending mother-daughter time with you. Suleyman assigns the best teachers for you. The guards and concubines at your service have been chosen with special care. They both give you a lot of gifts. You will have a great treasure. They panic a lot when you cry, get hurt, or get sick. No one can harm or disrespect you. Both are protective of you. Most likely you will not get married. Even if you get married, you will live in a Palace very close to the Palace. Your wishes are their command. Neither of them likes to share you with others. Hurrem does not want Mahidevran, Valide Hasfa, Şah, Hatice and Fatma Sultans to approach you. Suleyman does not want to be the only hero figure in your life.

[minetteskvareninova]

Re: the Hatice as a character is defined solely by Ibrahim and badly written...

I think the first part is... Kinda true? Like, she has character motivations and relationships beyond him (like with Şah, Hürrem or Süleyman; heck, her relationship with Hürrem is at first independent of, even directly clashing with her relationship to Ibrahim), that's true. But I won't deny the overwhelming importance Ibrahim has in shaping the overall trajectory of her life; like, in season 1 her story is mainly about their forbidden love, and after that she's essentially pushed on the periphery of the show. In season 2, she's still a side character to other archs (like Nigar's relationship to Ibrahim, her mother's growing enmity with Hürrem etc.) untill the whole Ibrahim cheating thing pushes her back in the spotlight. Her whole revenge on Hürrem dealio in season 3 is motivated mostly by her placing the blame for first Ibrahim's affair and then his death on Hürrem. When you get down to it, she is indeed motivated mostly by Ibrahim.

That does not make her a badly written character and I will fight you on this.

The thing with Hatice is - yes, her life mostly centers on Ibrahim. However, it also includes other components and it interact both with those and Ibrahim himself in such varied, interesting and above all consistent ways that in no way you can call her badly written. Like, consider just how complex her relationship to Hürrem or Süleyman is. There's a lot to be said about Hatice and class, morality etc. Not to mention, the extent to which Ibrahim's memory consumes her entire life is not only very intentional, but directly called out by the show. Hatice being devoted to Ibrahim to that extent is not only a character flaw, but her actual honest-to-God hamartia. And as @faintingheroine helpfully pointed out, the picture of Ibrahim she holds on to does not always correspond to real Ibrahim (who after all was a complete asshole, and you'd have to be stupid or just as horrible - hi Süleyman - to mourn him). All of this gives her obsession interesting complexities, so overall I don't think it's at all fair to call her character badly written.

That said, this is definitely a problem - not with Hatice's character specifically, but with the show as a whole. Y'see, *a* female character being solely defined by the male ones is not a problem. Female characters being defined by male ones tho... It's one of those things that only becomes an issue in aggregate. It's not just Hatice; most other female characters are defined by their relationships to men. Compare Hatice to Hürrem, Mahidevran or Nurbanu in this regard and you'll definitely see what I am talking about. To some extent, it's an unavoidable feature of the patriarchal setting, and you would have to work really hard to disentangle the roles these female characters play in this society (which are inevitably tied to men) from the rest of their internal lives. The show... Does not do that hard work. To its credit, the female characters in it aren't completely one-dimensional either. This isn't an either-or issue, it's more about the degree to which the writing falls into the sexist pitfalls. And the writing in this show... Well, it could use some work in this regard.

[shivrcys]

Magnificent Century incorrect quotes:

Hürrem *walking past Hatice, Nigar, Süleyman and Şah*: IS THERE ANYONE IN TOPKAPI WHO HAS NOT FALLEN IN LOVE WITH IBRAHIM!!!!

[ziyapasa-01]

Süleyman Şah TÜRBESİNİ

en son nereye bırakmışlardı?

gezdirirken kaybettiler sanırım

[saidaslan1]

Musul'u 500 bin sterline İngiliz'e satanlar, Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

Batum'u 4.5 milyon rubleye Ruslar'a satanlar, Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

12 Adayı Yunan'a beleş verenler Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

470 ton altın savaş tazminatını Yunan'a bağışlayıp, karısını Yunan'ın koluna takanlar, Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

Petrol zengini Musul'u, Kerkük'ü, İngiliz'e hediye edenler, Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

Türk ordusu Musul'a girmişken İngilizlerin tek telgrafıyla Muşum'dan kaçanlar, Süleyman Şah türbesi diyor,

Mısır'ı, Sudan'ı, Batı Trakya'yı Yunan'a hediye edenler, Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

Filistinden pijamayla Adana'ya kadar kaçanlar, Süleyman Şah türbesi diyor,

Çanakkale boğazını kontrol eden Limni adasını Lozan'da "masada unutanlar" Filistinliler toprak sattı diyor,

Lozan imzalandıktan sonra kendi boğazlarımıza Türk askeri sokmayanlar, Süleyman Şah türbesi diyor,

Uyarıyorum!

Bugün Türkiye sınırları içerisinde ingiliz toprakları olduğunu kaçınız biliyor? Hem de Çanakkalede. Bugün Arıburnu ingiliz toprağıdır.

Lozan: Madde 129

[desmoonl]

MC s3b is just Hürrem (and her team), Süleyman, Şah and Ebuusud being the only rational people

[onderkaracay]

🗣️ İsrail Terör Örgütü Devlet Olarak Kabul Edilemez

Rusya Suriye'nin hava sahasını israil saldırısına karşı korumuyor.

Aynı Rusya Suriye de ki terör yapılarının yok edilmesi için Türkiye Cumhuriyeti'nin Suriye'nin hava sahasını kullanmasına izin vermiyor.

Terör yapılarına izin veriyor.

İsrail terör örgütü İngiltere ve Amerika'nın şımarık çocuğu birleşmiş milletler kararlarını tanımıyor.

İkiyüzlü birleşmiş milletler yapısı anlamını yitirmiş durumda.

Rusya ve Çin bu konuda hiçbir etki tepki vermiyor.

Dolaylı olarak İsrail terörü Çin ve Rusya tarafından da korunuyor.

Suriye önümüzde ki dönemde savaş alanı olacak.

Bizi çok ilgilendiriyor.

Suriye devleti ile hala görüşmüyoruz.

Bu görüşmenin yapılmasına engel yönetim anlayışının ivedi değişmesi gerekiyor.

Aksi takdirde BOP eşbaşkanı israil çıkarına hizmet ettiği bir kez daha tescillenmiş olacak.

Bizi nasıl uyarmış Mustafa Kemal Atatürk;

Gerçeği korkmadan açıkça söylemekten kaçınmayan insanlar olmalıyız.

Bölgede çakma bir devlet kurmayı en çok Amerika ve İsrail terör örgütü istiyor.

İran kendisini koruyamıyor. Suriye'de vuruldu.

İran ve özellikle Rusya bu anlamda ne kadar güvenilir? Çok tartışılacak bir konu.

Rusya ve ABD'nin Suriye'de birlikte hareket ettikleri neden sorgulanmıyor?

Rusya sıcak deniz Akdeniz'e inme başarısını bir hafta içinde emevi camisinde namaz kılarız macerası ile gerçekleşti.

Bu tuzağa bu iktidar BOP eşbaşkanı olarak bilerek ve isteyerek düştü.

Süleyman Şah türbesi ve toprağı da kaybedildi. Süleyman Şah türbesi nerede bilen var mı?

Bu macera ile toprak kaybettik.

İblid bir terör yuvası olarak tehdide dönüştü.

Hatay'ın demografik yapısı buna paralel değiştiriliyor.

Üst üste koyun düşündüğümüz zaman bugün ki tablo çok daha kötü.

Amerika'nın dolayısıyla israil terör örgütünün silahlı kara gücü terör örgütü bu düşman tarafından bize karşı silahlandırılıyor, eğitiliyor.

Bu terör örgütünün bizim topraklarımız kullandırılarak bu bölgeye yerleştirildiğini de unutmadık.

Tarih utandırır.

Söz konusu olan ulusal güvenlik olup topraklarımız üzerinde planları ve projeleri olan ülkelere ve onların taşeronlarına ne kadar güvenelim?

Suriye'den getirilen milyonlarca insan hala ülkemizde neden yaşamaya devam ediyor?

Demografik yapı değişikliği çok büyük bir tehdit olup bu tehdit ülkeyi yönetenler tarafından savunuluyor ise bizim dönüp aynaya bir daha bakmamız gerekiyor.

Savaş Suriye'de olacak. Kuzey Irak için görüşmeler yapan iktidar Suriye tehdidini bilinçli olarak görmek istemiyor mu?

Bu iktidarın Suriye sorunu ile ilgili siyaseti nedir? Bir dış siyaseti var mı? Ya da ne zaman olacak?

Gazze bitti. Ülkemizde hala Amerikan ve israil bağlantılı şirketler para kazanmaya ticaret yapmaya devam ediyorlar. Daha ne kadar devam edecekler? Bu ülkeden kazandıkları para ile bizi tehdit ediyor. Bu kabul edilemez.

Gazze konusunda iç piyasa hamaseti dışında bir dış siyasetleri olmadı.

Pkk terör örgütü neyse israil terör örgütü de odur. Aralarında hiçbir fark yoktur.

Bu terör yapısının devlet olarak tanınmaması konusunda ivedi meclisten karar çıkmalıdır.

Uyduruk din terörü adına bir yapının devlet olarak kabul görmüş olması insanlık ve ülkemiz adına bir utançtır. Bu utançtan kurtulmamız gerekir.

Ermeni meselesi varmış gibi ısıtıp ısıtıp bizi sıkıştırmak isteyen ikiyüzlü batıya da yanıt verilmiş olur.

Tanrı bu katillere hangi gerekçeyle toprak vaad etmiş olabilir? Böyle bir zihniyet devlet olarak nasıl kabul görür?

Bu iktidarın bunu yapacak bir iradeye sahip olmadığını biliyoruz. Devlet olarak kabul eden zihniyetin de iradesi yoktu.

Adnan Menderes zaten bu yapıyı devlet olarak kabul etmesi için ülkenin başına özellikle bela edildi.

Önder Karaçay

[yalnzardc]

İbrahim Aleyhisselâm

Nemrûd'un Azer adında bir veziri vardı.

Bu Azer, İbrahim Peygamberin babasıydı. On ikinci atada Nuh Peygambere bağlanırdı. Azer'in Farsça adı Tarak idi. Ve soy zinciri şöyleydi:

1. Nûh (a.s.)

2. Oğlu Sam

3. Oğlu Erfahşud

4. Oğlu Kaynan

5. Oğlu Salih

6. Oğlu Aber

7. Oğlu Falek

8. Oğlu Argim

9. Oğlu Sorug

10. Oğlu Nahi

11. Oğlu Târek

12. Oğlu Azer

13. Oğlu İbrahim

Rivayet edilmiştir ki, dünyada dört padişah her yeri hükmü altında bulundurmuştur. İkisi Hak dinindeydiler. Hak dininden olanlar Süleyman Peygamberle Zülkarneyn'di. İkisi de kafirdi ki biri Nemrûd, birisi de Buhtun Nasır idi.

İbrahim'in amcası vardı. Ona Hâran derlerdi. O ölmüş, geride bir oğlu kalmıştı ki adına Lût derlerdi. Bu Lût İbrahim'in (a.s.) dinindendi.

Nemrûd öldüğü zaman onun akrabasından Kantari adında biri onun yerine padişah oldu. O da ölünce taht Ermenilere geçti. Ermeniler Babil'de 300 yıl hüküm sürdüler. Sonra mülk onların da elinden İranlı şah eline geçti.

Sâre'nin sağlığında Hazreti İbrahim, hiçbir kadınla evlenmemişti. Fakat o ölünce Yakır kızı Kontura adında bir kadınla evlendi. İbrahim'in (a.s.) o kadından altı oğlu oldu. Birinin adı Bead, İkincisi Meran, üçüncüsü Medyen, dördüncüsü Geysan, beşincisi Üstüva, altıncısı Süh adındaydı. Sâre'den İshak, Hâcer'den de İsmail (a.s.) dünyaya gelmişti. Ve böylece sekiz oğlu oldu ve nesli türedi

[faintingheroine]

I am not even going to put Nigar as an option because no one’s going to pick her

[magnificentcenturyfics]

Okay, my prompt, you were probably expecting this:

A Şah/Nigar fic where Şah is intrigued by what Ibrahim found in Nigar that was attractive, and things go on from there to femslash. How Explicit it can be is left to you.

You know how I said it has to be under 5 pages? Well, it almost is. It's like 4-5 pages. Minette needs a long foreplay, yo. And BTW you're gonna regret the whole "how explicit it can be is up to you", because if you make Minette write about sex between two attractive women, she's going to make it VERY explicit.

***

„Your turn, Nigar hatun.“

Şahuban sultan was an afficionado of an older Moorish board game named alquerque. She learned it from Ana hatun, her Spanish Jewish kira, who she used to be quite close to before her unfortunate passing a couple of years prior to her return to Istanbul. Since then, Şah had noone to play it with, untill the arrival of Nigar, who, while not too knowledgeable in it, was certainly a fast learner. They spent many a lazy afternoon in the absense of Şah’s sister and Nigar’s husband playing, especially whenever Esmahan went to the palace again. „She is young.“ sighed Şah. „She needs company of girls her age. Besides, mayhaps this friendship will be of use to us? Hürrem obviously adores Mihrimah, and the girl is certainly old enough to be involved in her mother’s schemes... Well, at least that’s a possibility we must consider.“

„You don’t seem very happy about it, though.“

„Allah, would you be?“ laughed Şah bitterly.

   Nigar’s gaze trailed off around the room while Şah made her move and then drank from a glass of rose water they had on the table. „Sultana... I’ve often wondered about Esmahan name.“

„What do you mean?“

„If I may be so bold... It’s quite similar to the name pasha gave to my daughter.“

Şah’s brow furrowed. „And you expect me to explain this strange occurence?! I do not know the mind of Ibrahim pasha. Never had known...“

Nigar picked up on her sudden bout of melancholy. „Well, sultana, I don’t think anyone had. Hatice, his wife of many years, thought so – but then he became infatuated with another woman, a fact which he managed to keep secret from her for years. I also foolishly considered myself a keeper of his secrets, as if knowing one would give me a key to all the others... But obviously it didn’t, or else his abandonement would not have come as such a shock to me. Matrakçi still thinks so, but I myself am of the opinion that he is wrong as well.“

Şah’s eyes returned to the game. „And Süleyman?“

„Huh?“

„Do you think our sultan had known Ibrahim pasha?“

A sad smile appeared on Nigar’s face. „I doubt it, or else he would not have fallen for Hürrem’s lies and had him killed.“

„Perhaps. But sometimes I think that the exact reason Süleyman had Ibrahim excuted is how well he had known him.“

Nigar was shocked. „Sultana! Hopefully you are not insinuating Ibrahim pasha deserved...“

„No, no such thing!“ Şah interrupted her sharply, seemingly angry at either Nigar, or herself. „Of course he didn’t. I know of the extent of Hürrem’s malice towards him, and of sultan’s love and esteem for that vile woman. There’s no need to remind me.“

   The room then fell to silence, interrupted only by the thuds of pieces falling onto the board. „My sultana, does it bother you?“ asked Nigar in a quiet, almost intimate tone.

„What should bother me, hatun?“

„That you seemed to have very little insight into pasha’s thoughts.“

Şah squinted at her suspiciously, but Nigar’s interest appeared to be genuine. „It used to bother me greatly, when I was young and foolish. But then our aquitance had ended, and needless to say I did not come away from it with a favorable impression of him. And now... On the one hand, he loved and hurt two women, including my sister. On the other, those two women are still devoted to him to the point that convincing them of my point of view would be a doomed endeavour. And now he had been slain unjustly and my petty grievances towards him from our youth mean nothing. Ibrahim must be avenged, whether I like it or not.“

A mischievious twinkle in Nigar’s eye told Şah she was perhaps too open with her feelings. „Petty grievances?“

„That would be enough, Nigar.“ answered Şah sharply. „Or else I might just start asking you about pasha...“

Nigar seemed unbothered by this. „Sultana, I’d hardly mind if you did so. You’ve heard much at his grave, and I am perfectly willing to tell you more.“

That offer made Şah think. She was affraid of breaching the subject before out of fear of insubordination, but if she wasn’t going to ask now... „Tell me. How did it even happen, that a mere servant like you caught pasha’s eye, while he was married to the most beautiful of all sultanas at that?“

Nigar smiled in mild amusement. „You consider Hatice the most beautiful?“

Şah raised her eyebrows. „You do not? Well, I suppose it’s inevitable that you should not think of her very well in any capacity.“

„I would not dare think ill of a sultana for any reason, mylady. I am just very surprised that someone should consider Hatice more beautiful than you.“

Şah blinked sharply. „I do not have time for empty flattery, Nigar. You said you’d be happy to tell me the story of your acquitance with pasha, didn’t you? Speak, then...“

   And so she spoke. Of her professional encounters with pasha, where her feelings towards him first crossed the line of propriety, of hidden fantasies, which he was slowly made aware of (Nigar’s poetic waxing about the hands that strangled her disturbed Şah somewhat), as well as her increasing allegiance for him within harem politics, something he seemed to appreciate... Perhaps too much. Her account of the first intercourse with pasha was as shocking to Şah as it seemed to be to Nigar when it happened, and was a source of much debate between them.

„Why would pasha even do something so abominable?! Betray his sultana, a woman he loved, in her hour of need, for a plain slave woman such as yourself?“

Nigar maintained an innocuous expression on her face. „How should I know? I already told you, my sultana, I never knew the mind of Ibrahim pasha any better than you do.“

Şah pursed her lips together in erratic contemplation. „But there must a reason for this, or else I must conclude Ibrahim was merely possesed by some sort of ifrit, or perhaps a fit of madness...“

Nigar laughed. „I do not know much of the djinn and their goings on – better leave such obscure explanations for a more mysterious phenomena, I’d say. And I do not believe pasha had shown any signs of madness elsewhere in his life; truth be told, your words were almost hurtful. Sultana, do you think me so hideous that pasha must’ve lost his mind when he looked upon me with lust in is eyes?“

Şah smirked. „Looked he might, but to act upon it, and at such a precarious time for the woman he loved at that...?“ Suddenly, she laughed, with a cynical edge to her words. „As if pasha ever behaved selfishly or inconsiderately! Allah, am I being silly now!“

   Nigar seemed as if she wanted to protest, but how could she? There was nothing but truth in Şah’s words. They already finished their game, and Şah won, as she seemed to every time, so her opponent was all too eager to leave. „Anyhow. Thank you so much, my sultana, for the honour of keeping you company. When will Lütfi pasha return?“

„Come evening, I suppose. There’s no need to bother thinking of him anyway; I am the mistress of this household, and you can stay as long as I will...“

„And how long that might be?“

Şah gave her a mysterious smile. „Why? Do you have any urgent matters to attend to?“

„No, sultana. If you wish...“

„I do, in fact, wish you to stay here longer than usual. Esmahan said she’ll spend the night in the palace, and without her I must be alone in this big palace untill... Well, my husband returns.“ Her features subtly, but recognizably gave the impression that she is not exactly looking forward to it.

   And so, the two women did their afternoon prayer together, then headed to the baths, where Şah usually spent the entire interval between afternoon and evening prayer. As Şah watched Nigar disrobe, she observed her intently, hoping seeing her undressed will somehow explain Ibrahim’s sudden bout of lust that made him forget even Hatice. Hatice, the sweet. Hatice, the innocent. Hatice, the heartbreakingly beautiful, as he once described her. Hatice, who none of her sisters could compare to, especially not Şah.

   And yet, the woman he betrayed her for was an if anything even plainer version of her. True, she was not as monstrously tall as Şah and her sister, but in every other regard she rated far bellow them. Her face had the look of a miniature in it, an eastern flair that, however, didn’t make her exactly beautiful due to lack of youthfulness in her features. Really, more than anything she resembled the impoverished washerwomen and peasant wives Şah only ever saw during her charitable enterprises. Her body was no better, though overall it looked pleasant enough and probably was even desirable before it was marked by childbirth.

   Then again, Şah’s body was much the same, now that she thought of it... Which she had not for a long time. There was no need to – the only one who could’ve dared to judge her for how she looks under her dress, even in his mind, was that dolt Lütfi, and she had no reason to show herself to him anyhow. She desperately looked into Nigar’s eyes, for the first time in years feeling the sting of fear of the image other people see when they look at her. However, Nigar’s face was impassive, assuaging Şah’s shame, untill she suddenly opened her mouth. „Sultana, is there anything wrong with me? You can’t keep your eyes of me, it seems, and I don’t think you like what you see.“

Şah reflexively blinked faster than normal a couple of times. „What? Oh, no, I simply got lost in thought while looking in your direction. I did not even think of you.“ She turned away her gaze, trying to focus on undressing. „Did Ibrahim pasha ever comment on your physical features?“

„Such a strange question, sultana... Why, yes, he praised my eyes and nose, and for what it’s worth, he liked that I am quite short. Is this about your musings on his inexplicable attraction to me?“

   Her eyes. Heavens, Şah herself had the same eye colour. She had no idea about the nose – to her, it seemed quite ordinary. But perhaps it was her plainness in all regards that attracted Ibrahim to Nigar; after at all, it certainly was something he could not find in Hatice. Well, not in all regards... In looks, maybe, but otherwise she was really quite exceptional, intelligent, self-aware and quite marvelous company. In another life, she would consider her the most excellent servant, perhaps even a friend, not unlike Mercan... Still, she was not Hatice, and Şah knew of no man (except maybe that fool Lütfi) that would go for any other woman, had someone like Hatice waited for him at home. Especially not Ibrahim Pargali.

After all, in all regards, she is just me, but lesser.

   That thought scared her to death. But Şah always prided herself on not being scared to face the truth, and if her thoughts truly veered in that direction, she should ask herself why is that so. Who does Şahuban sultan consider herself to be, what does she think she is like and is that even remotely true? Ibrahim’s arrival reawakened in her deep-seated insecurities that she thought withered and died in his absence, far away in Konya where she did not need to fear any kind of judgement by virtue of being a sultana, by far the most high-ranking woman in vicinity. Such easy return to the mental histrionics of her youth disturbed her greatly, especially since they did not seem to fade with Ibrahim’s death. She needed to do something, anything to kill them, and for that she had to stop looking at Nigar as her own mirror. Perhaps if Nigar had some trait that would explain Ibrahim’s attraction to her, which Şah lacks, but does not feel inferior for lacking...

What if she is, for example, really good in bed?

   She misliked thinking of such things, but, well, it was the only explanation that would not thread on Şah’s sense of self. It must’ve been at least part of it, she was sure, because a smart man like Ibrahim would not carry out such a long affair had it not been satisfactory in at least that regard. More satisfactory than his marriage? That she could not tell; her experience with physical pleasure was admittedly quite sparse, limited to faint recollections of the first years of her marriage, when Lütfi seemed to arouse any feelings in her mostly by accident. What would it even look like for someone to choose their partners for how well they are able to please them? Şah glanced at Nigar’s unassuming figure, lounging on the marble, lost deep in thought. There was only one way to find out. „Have you and Rüstem ever... Consumated your marriage?“

„No, sultana. He seems to dislike me too much to even consider it.“

„As I thought, Rüstem is a fool.“ said Şah in a self-satisfied tone. „You have not been with a man for years, then?“

Nigar raised her eyebrows, obviously intrigued. She must’ve noticed Şah’s stares, which may even seemed to her to be lustful. „Truth be told, I haven’t thought of it much. So many things happened in that time, most of them tragic or at least unpleasant, I simply could not find it in me to be frustrated. Melancholy does that to you.“

„Melancholy? Is that what you feel?“ Şah said quietly, leaning in closer. Goodness, she could smell the woman’s body – a strange, faintly unpleasant sensation, but deeply arousing at the same time.

Nigar looked at her with knowing eyes. Clearly, there was no doubt in her mind about sultana’s intentions. „Less so in your company, I must admit.“

   A shiver came over Şah’s entire body, bolt of deep, agonizing pain, reminding her of parts she was neglecting for all those years. A decade and a half of frustration demanded satisfaction, egged on by her own curiosity and need to get rid of the thought that she and the woman next to her are all that similar. Her hand dropped down on Nigar‘s knee, and as their eyes met, Nigar did not need to be told anything to understand. Launching herself forward, she grabbed Şah’s face and kissed her like noone had kissed the sultana ever before. After a few embarassing seconds, when she didn’t know quite what to do with her lips, instincts took hold of Şah and allowed her to reciprocate. As her partner’s tongue found its way into her mouth, Şah gave off a surprised noise, making Nigar back off. Affraid of her reason getting the better of her and the sweetness inside of her discipating, Şah immediately kissed Nigar with long, indulgent brushed of her lips, her hand slowly landing on Nigar’s neck and temple. Nigar put her hand on Şah’s temple as well, tugging her partner closer and fanning the flames of her desire.

   And then she went even further. Her hand suddenly left Şah’s head and landed on her thigh, slowly venturing forward to the folds of her towel, while they continued kissing. When they finally parted, Nigar kept her head close to Şah in an intimate gesture, caressing her legs, hips and bottom. But Şah, seized by violent need, did not have patience for such pleasantries. She grabbed Nigar by the waist and pushed her body towards her own, feeling her breast just bellow her own, just as small and not firm as her own – which slightly defeated the purpose of this encounter, throwing her off balance. „Get naked.“ she whispered in her ear in a somewhat vexed tone. Nigar eagerly obliged, rising up from the marble and throwing off her towel. Şah’s gaze trailed over her body, at once with lust and an increasingly disturbing realization of how similar their bodies look. In desperation, she clinged to any and all differences between them to banish that thought – see, Nigar doesn’t look that similar, she has rounder hips, larger nipples, shorter legs and much less birthmarks than you...

   At the same time, some part of her enjoyed simply looking at her partner, drinking in every curve and irregularity in her shape. It made her shake uncontrollably, as if inflicted with fever, while on the inside of her thighs she felt a strange hot liquid flowing from inside of her. Embarassed, she spread her legs, wanting to make sure it’s not urine, which Nigar understood as a signal. She dropped to her knees right in front of Şah’s intimate parts and fearfully brought her head closer to them. Şah’s head was filled with images of Nigar kissing those parts, and she realized how badly she desires it. So when Nigar lifted her eyes to Şah‘s, waiting for a signal, sultana had no choice but to nod her head. And that was all Nigar needed to put her lips to Şah unmentionables and start licking and sucking. It mouth moved in a very uncertain matter, as if she hasn’t done it before, but saw it or at least heard it described. Of course, the slave girls, they would know, they are together every night, body to body, shoulder to should, in both baths and communal bedroom... God knows what they do there. If not Nigar herself, someone in her vicinity must’ve throughout her long service in the harem. Still, even her clumsy lips brought Şah to the brink of madness, which she could only express in blood-curdling screams. This seemed to only embolden Nigar, as she sucked on more and more hungrily, untill suddenly she stopped, leaving Şah on the brink. „Sultana, I will not finish.“

„What?!“

„I will not finish unless you promise to do the same to me.“

Her request was bold, but considering the strange situation it was pronounced in, perhaps not unwarranted. And frankly, at that point, Şah would sell her own soul for release. „Of course. Just... Please, continue!“

   If anything, the pause made the waves of pleasure return with even bigger intensity. It took only a short while for Şah to let out a final, triumphant yell, a wolf’s howl in the night, which Nigar seemed to recognize. Rising from the floor, she took Şah in her arms, as the sultana realized she was drifting off to sleep. As she softly caressed her spent partner, Nigar whispered. „Are you tired?“

Şah forced her body to tear itself from Nigar’s embrace and stand up, no matter how shaky her legs were. „Yes. And I am going to take a nap now.“

Nigar fluttered her eyelashes. „Can I lay with you?“

Another bold request only made plausible by their strange situation. Were they lovers now? Perhaps... „Of course.“ she answered tentatively.

   As she was falling asleep, Nigar’s head on her shoulder, Şah felt a sense of satisfaction – maybe later it will be complemented by guilt, more desire, or even infatuation, but those were thoughts for another, more sober time. Now, she had had a goal, and she just achieved it. For one, she knew what it feels like to make love to Nigar hatun, and why would Ibrahim crave it so. She understood why he desired her, because now Şah desired her as well, and nothing more needed to be said about that. And in this desire she found an escape from the persistent comparisons that her mind made between her and Nigar. After all, it is unseemly to seek comparisons between yourself and your lover, is it not? There is something truly abominable in desiring someone for how similar are they to yourself. Perhaps that is the source of all the shame and disgust surrounding intercourse between people of the same gender. But, Şah reasoned, all men and all women aren’t the same, so it is perfectly plausible for a person to desire one of the same gender, but otherwise as dissimilar to themselves as they come. And if Şah truly desires Nigar, it was thus an anathema to her to admit any similarities between them...

[doriangray1789]

İKİ YÜZLÜ BATI ( mı ? )

İRANLI AKTİVİSTLERE "nobel barış" ÖDÜLÜ (daha önce neredeydiniz iran devrimi 1979 yılında oldu. İranlı komünistler bir araya gelerek, “Tudeh (Kitleler) Partisi”ni kurdular. Tudeh Kurtuluş Konferansı 29 Eylül 1941’de Tahran’da Süleyman Muhsin İskenderî’nin liderliğinde düzenlendi. Parti “Gerici diktatörlüğe karşı özgürlükten yana tüm sınıf ve katmanların birleşik mücadelesi ” sloganını öne çıkardı. 1983’te yasa dışı ilan edilen Tudeh’in hapse atılan ve öldürülen birçok üyesi arasında deniz kuvvetleri komutanı ve çeşitli üst düzey askerî kumandanlar bulunuyordu. Siyasî tutukluların yargılanma ve idamları 1988’e kadar devam etmiştir. Bu yıllardan sonra Tudeh ve diğer solcu gruplar İran’daki varlığını yitirmiştir. Şah, koltuğunu Humeyni'ye bırakacağını bilseydi soğuk savaş yıllarındada Tudeh'e bunu yapar mıydı? ya da Afganistan'da Halk Partisi iktidarı aldığında, Afgan Kralı, zamanında ABD'nin baskısıyla açtığı medreselerde yetişen talebelerin, -TALEBAN adıyla, ülkeyi getirdiği noktayı görse! o medresleri açarmıydı? başka bir durumda Pakistanda Ziya Ülhak darbesi!? yeşil kuşağın örülmeye başladığı o yıllar... bizdeki Kenan Evren darbesi gibi.... ülkedeki "sol" un - ki kendilerinde de büyük hatalar var- durumu ortada... neyse efendim bunlar çok uzun hikayeler.... Bu Nobel Barış ödül daha önce Henry Kissinger'a da verilmişti.Siz anlayın artık.. şahsen bana verseler istemem "- ulan ben NATO NUN SOĞUK SAVAŞ artığı ideolojisine hangi hizmeti yaptımda kelebek ödüllerine dönen bu ödülü bana layık gördüler" diye düşünürüm... Neyse efendim BATININ İKİ YÜZLÜLÜĞÜNÜ TÜM ANTİ EMPERYALİST KEMALİSTLER - ATATÜRKÇÜLER BİLİR YA DA BİLMEK ZORUNDADIR (tıpkı, hedef gösterilen batıdan kastın batı hayranlığı olmadığını bilmesi bilmek zorunda olması gibi) ŞİMDİ ÇUVALDIZI KENDİMİZE BATIRALIM

ÖNCE BİR GAZ VERİLDİ

👉batı bizi, bütün bir asyayı, afrikayı, latin amerikayı, dünyanın lanetlilerini, hepimizi yüzyıllardır sömürendi, geri bırakandı, kültürünü unutturup kendisine yabancılaştırandı, asimile edip kendi kültürünü ve dilini zorla dayatandı. zayıflıktan kemikleri sayılan afrikalı çocukların yüzüne konan sinekti batı, ırak'ın tepesine yağan bombalardı, ruanda'da akan kandı, bosna'ya seyirci kalandı. brezilya favelalarındaki sefaletin adıydı, vietnamlı çocuğu yakan napalm bombasıydı, filistinli çocukların bitmeyen gözyaşlarıydı. daha yüz yıl önce bizi işgal edendi batı, dünyaya adalet ve barış dağıtan imparatorluğumuzu dağıtıp üstümüzde tepinendi. bize bütün yaşattıklarının üstüne bir de utanmadan insan hakları, demokrasi filan gibi şeylerden bahsedendi, bizi maddi manevi aşağılayandı. elimizdeki her şeyi alıp bize hamburger yedirendi, tüm sefaletimizi unutturmak için bize filmlerini izletendi, bir de arsızca bu filmlerde kendisini kahraman gösterendi. daha da kötüsü, bize ezikliği öğretip kendisine özendirendi, her şeye rağmen onlar gibi olmak, onlar gibi giyinmek, onlar gibi yaşamak istememizi sağlayandı. hatta milyarların hikayesiydi aslında. onca nefretimize rağmen yine de onlara özeniyor, onların seviyesine çıkmak ve hatta geçmek istiyorduk, yüzyıllardır biriken bir öfkeyle yetişen kindar nesiller olarak onlardan intikamımızı alacağımız o adalet gününü hasretle bekliyorduk !!?? bekledikçe öfkemiz daha da bileniyor, daha da katmerleniyordu; - ulan birisi gelsede 21 sene onu seçsek oda batının aq - diyen bi kitle bile yaratıldı ... filmlerde onların mutluluğunu gördükçe, umursamazca dans ettiklerini izledikçe kinimiz gitgide mükemmelleşiyordu. dönüp kendimize baktıkça içimiz eziliyordu hep; kendi filmlerimizi beğenemiyor, kendi geri bırakılmışlığımızı sindiremiyor, kendimizi sevemiyorduk. bir şeyleri iki saatliğine olsun unutmak, oyalanmak için futbol izleyelim desek, ingiltere'den her maçta sekiz tane yiyorduk. bari burada onlar kazanmasın diye brezilya'yı, arjantin'i tutuyorduk hep. ne üretim, ne teknoloji, ne savaş, ne bilim, ne sanat, ne spor, hiçbir alanda onlarla baş edemiyorduk; onlar gibi film çekemiyor, onlar gibi top oynayamıyor, onlar gibi özgürce sevişemiyor, hayattan onlar gibi tat alamıyorduk.... bizimki gibi ülkelerde islamcılıktan solculuğa, solculuktan islama geçişler neden görece daha kolay ve yaygın oluyor? şu an bu durumu kavrarsan islamcıların avrasyacı/ulusalcı kesimle birçok konuda yan yana durması da daha anlaşılır oluyor. "islamcıyken, tutunacağınız tek dal olan ahlaka sarılıyordu, her şeye rağmen onlardan daha vicdanlı, daha ahlaklıydı."kazanmak kirlidir, kaybedelim insan kalırız." varsın dünya onların olsundu" sosyalist devrime inaninca da intikam günü ahiretten çıkıp bu dünyaya döndü. şimdilik kazananlar onlardı, ama elbet bir gün bizim günümüz de gelecekti. tüm ezilenlerin, tüm lanetlilerin yerinden doğrulacağı, dünyaya adaletin hükmedeceği o kutlu gün elbet gelecekti" demi??

bütün bu eskatolojik kurtuluş, diriliş, yeniden doğuş teolojisinin dünyanın köşe bucağında kalan, kapitalizmin çeperinde sürünen milyarlar açısından türlü çeşit dini veya seküler formla kendisine yer bulması, islam dünyasından tut çin'e kadar bütün kıyı coğrafyalarda kök salması şaşırtıcı değil elbette. insan vicdanı, underdog olan tarafı tutuyor tabi hep, zayıf olanın, güçsüz olanın kazanmasını istiyor bir noktada. rocky gibi imkansızlıklarla mücadele edip, kendisinden iri olan rakibini yenen kahramanların hikayelerini seviyoruz en çok. birkaç yıl önce kanaat getirdim ki, bizi en çok zehirleyen şey, bizzat bu batı düşmanlığıdır sayılan zulümlerin, adaletsizliklerin hepsinin hakikat temeli var, ancak üstüne eklenmiş ve doğrudan nedensellik kurulamayacak bir ton edebiyatla birlikte, bize köstekten başka bir anlam ifade etmiyorlar artık. her şeyi basitçe açıklayıp, bütün sorunlarımızı unutup, bütün suçu kendimizden başka atacak bir sorumlu bulmamızı sağlıyor bu edebiyat; neden yerlerde süründüğümüzü bize kırıcı olmadan açıklıyor, gururumuzu yerden toplamamıza ve başımızı dik tuttuğumuzu sanmamıza imkan tanıyor. kapitalizm dünyaya hakim olmadan önce de hiçbir coğrafyada ne adalet, ne barış, ne özgürlük, ne üretim, ne de refah vardı. .ÇÜNKÜ HERYERDE HAKİM OLAN YİNE İNSANDI.İNSAN DEĞİŞİRMİ? daha da ötesi, bu kavramların içeriğini bile büyük ölçüde batı doldurdu aslında. daha önce eşitlik ve kardeşlikle el ele tutuşup dans ederek yaşamıyorduk, birileri gelip mutluluğumuzu elimizden almadı, saksımızı kırıp soğanımızı çalmadı. bilakis, ortada hiç özlem duyulacak bir geçmiş yoktu. köleliği gayet içselleştirmiş, kadını insan saymadan, muazzam bir cehalet içinde hurafelerle yaşayıp gidiyorduk. bunları kabul etmek zor geliyor evet, afrika'da pek çok yerde kölelikten tut insan kurban etme adetinin, yamyamlıktan tut türlü çeşit saçma sapan büyü ve hurafe ile işlenen vahşetlerin büyük ölçüde batı dominasyonundan sonra ortadan kalktığını öğrenmek istemiyoruz. bizdeki köleliğin de ingiliz baskısıyla ortadan kalktığını kabullenmek incitici bir duygu. bütün bu eziyet dolu batı sömürge tarihinin ilginç çelişkileri üzerine kafa yormaktansa, kendimizi sürekli mağdur hissetmeyi tercih ediyoruz. hukukun üstünlüğü, kuvvetler ayrılığı,yargı bağımsızlığı,ifade ve basın özgürlüğü, idarenin şeffaflığı, rüşvet ve yolsuzluğun önlenmesi, kamu ihale sisteminin şeffaflığı,vb. insanın özgürlük ve refah standartlarını belirleyen her ne varsa sadece batıda mi var? yoksa SEN HALK OLARAK ELİNDEKİ GÜCÜN FARKINDA DEĞİLMİSİN? rekabet hukukundan tut kişisel veri hukukuna kadar her şeyi hala batıdan ithal ediyoruz, onlardan öğreniyoruz, yarım yamalak uygulamaya çalışıyoruz, yarım yamalak haliyle yaşamaya çalışıyoruz. ifade özgürlüğünden tut kadına karşı şiddetin önlenmesine kadar hemen her konuda yaptığımız bir gıdım katkımız var mı? hiç bir şeyi beğenmiyorsun peki senin insanlığın ilerlemesine katkın var mı? batı ikiyüzlü de, bizim samimiyetimiz paçalarımızdan akmıyor

[elbistanhaber]

Elbistan Tarihi

Elbistan Şehri Nerededir?

Elbistan etrafı yüksek dağlar ile çevrilidir. Ceyhan nehri ise elbistan şehrine ayrı bir güzellik katmaktadır. Deniz seviyesin yüksek ve kırsal iklim şartlarına sahib olan bir yerleşim alanıdır. Elbistan türkiyenin 4.cü büyük ovasıdır; Geniş arazi ve bereketli toprağa sahiptir. Tarih boyuncada medeniyet ve kavimlerin yerleşim için sahip olacakları en ideal merkez olmuştur. Elbistan'a hükmetmek doğu, batı, kuzey ve güneye hükmek gibidir. Bundon dolayı tarihte elbistan ovası savaş alanı olarak ve farklı medeniyetlerin sahip olmak için yağmalayıp, yakıp yıktığı bir şehirdir. Elbistan'da günümüze kadar gelen tarihi eser çok azdır ve tarih önceside şehir yerle bir olup battığı için yaşayan medeniyetlerin eserleri bulunmamaktadır. Höyükler ve tümülüsler vardır. Elbistan şehrini en yakın tarih olarak anlatan ve en büyük savaşı yaşayan sultan baybars ve moğollar ile yapılan savaştır.

Elbistan'da Yaşayan Medeniyetler ve Elbistan Tarihi

Türk Tarih Kurumu tarafından bölgede 1948 yılında yapılan kazılarda çıkan tarihi değerler göstermiştir ki, Elbistan'ın tarihi M.Ö.4000'lere kadar uzanmaktadır. Bölge sırasıyla Hititler, Akadlar, Sümerler, Asuriler, Persler, Makedonyalılar, Romalılar, Bizanslılar, Araplar, Selçuklular, Memlüklüler, Moğollar, Dulkadirliler(Dulkadiroğulları), Osmanlılar hakimiyetlerini sürdürmüşlerdir. Ayrıca Elbistan ovasının Orta ve Batı Anadolu'nun geçiş alanı olması sebebiyle birçok orduların güzergâhı haline gelmiştir. Bu durum bölgenin yıkımının fazlalaşmasına sebep olmuştur.

Hititler, Elbistan Ovasında kurduğu muhteşem şehirlerin harabelerine Hüyükler (Höyük), Timilüsler ve Menhirler(mezarlar) olarak şahit olmaktayız. Bu yerlerde yapılan kazı çalışmaları Elbistan ve çevresinin Hitit tarihinde önemli bir yeri olduğu anlaşılmaktadır. M.Ö. dönemlere ait en büyük eser bırakanların başında Makedonyalılar ve Romalılar gelmektedir. Daha sonra Doğu Roma (Bizans) dediğimiz devletin hegemonyası sürmüştür. Yine bu dönemlerde bugünkü Elbistan'ın kuzeyinde eski Karaelbistan ile Hasankendi köyleri arasındaki düzlükte kurulu olan Elbistan, M.S. 587 ve 27 Kasım 1114 yıllarında birbirinden şiddetli depremlerle tamamen yıkılmıştır. Bunun sonucu halk yeni yerleşme alanı olarak bugünkü Şardağı eteklerini seçmiştir.

İslam Uygarlıkları döneminde de, Elbistan Arapların çok sayıda istilalarına maruz kalmıştır. Elbistan'ın etrafı 3000 metreye varan yüksek dağlarla çevrili olması ve her taraftan geçilmezi gayet zor olan derin, uzun geçitler ve boğazlarla kapalı bulunması, burayı doğal bir kale özelliği oluşmasına sebep verdiğinden, aynı zamanda da birçok isyanların merkezi haline gelmiştir.

Daha sonra Orta Asya'dan ve Orta Doğudan gelen Türkmenlerin akınlarına maruz kalmıştır. (1018-1029) Elbistan, Bizanslılar ile Türkler arasında birçok büyük savaşlara sahne olmuştur. 1085 Yılında bu yöreye gelen Emir Buldacı komutasında ki Türk ve Müslüman birlikler, bölgeyi ele geçirmişlerdir. Birinci Haçlı seferi sırasında 1097 yılında Elbistan'a gelen Pierre D'aulps (Piyer Dalpus) isimli şövalyenin komutasındaki Haçlı ordusunun eline geçmiştir. Bu nedenledir ki Haçlı kuvvetleri karşısında Anadolu Selçuklu, ve Danişmendlilerin ittifakı coğrafyada kendini gösterir. Elbistan bu üç kuvvet arasında sık sık el değiştirir. Haçlıların bölgeden gitmesinden sonra Danişmendli Yağıbasan ve Selçuklu II. Kılıç Arslan arasında defalarca el değiştirmiştir.

1201 'de Anadolu Selçuklu Devletinin Hükümdarı Süleyman Şah, kardeşi Mugiseddin Tuğrul Şah'ın elinden alarak doğrudan doğruya merkeze bağlı vilayet yapmıştır. Elbistan uzun süre Konya'dan gönderilen valiler tarafından yönetilmiştir. Bölgede cereyan eden en önemli olaylardan bir tanesi de Memluk Sultanı Malik al Zahir Baybars ile Moğullar arasında 15 Nisan 1277 yılında Kalfa çayırında yapılan savaştır. Moğullar Anadolu'da ilk kez ciddi bir yenilgi almışlardır. Bunun üzerine Moğollar başta Elbistan olmak üzere çok sayıda Müslüman Türkmeni kılıçtan geçirmişlerdir.

1337 yılında Haşan Dulkadır Bey'in oğlu Zeyneddin Ahmet Karaca Bey tarafından Dulkadır Beyliği kuruldu. Bu devlet 185 yıl hüküm sürdü. Elbistan bu devlete 130 yıl başkentlik yaptı. Osmanlı Padişahı Yavuz Sultan Selim döneminde Turnadağ Muharebesi (1515) ile Osmanlı İmparatorluğuna katıldı. 1522 yılında Maraş bölgesi, özel yönetiminden ayrılır, sancak haline gelir ve Elbistan da Maraş'ın kazası haline gelir. Evliya Çelebi'nin Seyahatnâme'sinde bölge hakkında bilgiler verir: "Bu dağlar ve beldelerde hep Türkmenler otururlar. Lisanları (kendileri gibi) Buhara illerinden gelmedir. Bütün Türkler on iki çeşit lisan üzere konuşurlar."

1864 tarihinde, (Abdülaziz döneminde) Halep Vilayeti kurulunca, Maraş kazaya dönüşürken, Elbistan ve köy çevresi eski önemini kaybetmiştir. 1871 yılında da Elbistan'da ilk kez belediye teşkilatı kurulmuştu. I. Dünya Savaşı'nda Osmanlı'nın Halep'i kaybetmesiyle, Halep Vilayeti'ne bağlılık sona ermişti.

[minetteskvareninova]

So ladies had an interesting discussion recently that made me realize something. Mahidevran clearly hates Hürrem far more than Hürrem does Mahidevran, yes... Because Hürrem is WINNING. So on top of understandable fear for her child’s life, Mahidevran is also just bitter. Bali was wrong when he insinuated that Mahidevran still hates Hürrem because she lost Süleyman’s favor, but that’s definitely where their feud STARTED, and he’s absolutely not wrong about Mahidevran’s righteous indignation hiding more than a little bit of sore loserdom. To put it simply, Mahidevran is a hypocrite. And so is Hürrem! Whenever they are talking about each other’s “sins”, they are being hypocritical, plain and simple. I am under no illusion that Hürrem, that absolute queen of pettiness (she grows out of it eventually, but still), would be any better, if she was in her place. But she isn’t, and that’s what ultimately makes them behave so differently. Hürrem and Mahidevran are sometimes so alike it’s almost impressive.

And God, don’t get me started about that bitch (if the deactivated is still with us, I challenge her to stand up and defend her honor!) who unironically praised Team Mustafa for being tight-knit and bound by genuine affection, unlike Team Hürrem, that mostly consists of opportunists. People, don’t piss on me and tell me it’s raining. I’ve seen the latter half of season 3. I’ve witnessed Hatice’s endless toxicity and the endless bickering whenever Şah, Hatice and Mahidevran got together. Not to say there’s no affection among them whatsoever, in fact their relationship is kinda complicated, which is why I am fascinated by it so much... But ultimately what brings them together most effectively is Hürrem. Like, to the point I genuinely question if Mahidevran and Hatice would be friends if Hatice wouldn’t make hating Mahidevran’s nemesis her entire personality. Mahidevran generally likes both sisters, but would sell both of them to Satan for a miniscule increase in chances for her only son (see her reaction to Lütfi’s act of abuse!). Hatice clearly dislikes and distrusts Şah, and while Şah loves Hatice dearly, she doesn’t understand her and is misunderstood in return.