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HATİCE SULTAN – 1207

HATİCE SULTAN – 1207

Raindrops, as big as diamonds, are falling on the leaves of centuries- old plane trees. Pearl- like droplets glitter on the diminutive flowers of the lilacs. The sky seems determined to shed all its tears at once. The heavy rain forces Hatice Mahfiruz Sultana to take shelter under the glazed tiles of Çinili Kiosk. The carefully landscaped garden has turned into a large puddle. When the rain is finally spent, sunlight peeks through the clouds . Its warmth and bright light is like a tender caress on the soaking lawn.
Circassian beauty Hatice takes dance-like steps to the window no preccious Persian-carpets. She Throws open the crimson curtains. She is particularly seductive today in her emerald-green veil. The curves of her shapely body blend flowingly into each other as if painted by an İtalian master. Her clear skin is the essence of springtime. A rainbow has arched its colorful arrows across the hillside. It excites the Sultana. She softly sings a love poem for the sovereign of her heart, Sultan Ahmed I:
“ My Sultan, my husband, you ‘re the light in my eyes! I wait out the day impatient for the night, so that I can see you in my dreams.
My only beloved, my sweet master! I want you, I need you I miss you. You’re the only one I ‘ve ever loved, you’re the only one I could ever love.”
Hatice Sultana turns away from the window and resumes her slumbers on the soft sofa. Its’s many hours yet until nighttime when the Sultan Might come to her.