vitation offers .. and especially completely ramazanlaş for those who it, it is a magical eda takes on and so uhrevîleş that, its that magic fascinated with the consistency of some spirits, they “do not eat-they can, winking to get up on God, the opposition does not” with the framework we will describe monotheistic between they think. Indeed, as time passes over them-it does not is a separate issue; but that the winner of themselves pass amazed they live is clear … any time and is not for everyone in our world this deep of Ramadan, in the villages-urban boundaries entirely erased expenditures, overall the country a great Mabee did or wide GURECE complex with various hicir the maksûre the pew and sofalarıymışça to would supply a whole; would supply ourselves among the ranks of a large congregation throughout the country thinks; their pale hears is like .. same thing with them hum .. same air dem amount .. same feelings flood you will .. and our dreams vüs’at extent sometimes te “Mele-i A’lâ” the heavens are the secrets open with the spirit of pure unity err; and it is a err, one moves more make jump, we eternal life “no-Huy” un heard as if we are.Ramadan, full ramazanlaşıp their in depth able to hear, to the extent all of our self a softness, a temperature yellowing .. Every year, our sweet feeling the breeze to blow starts .. and then, we have become familiar to us like a breath of love reunion u tell what’s what! Our Ramadan in our excitement never completely unmitigated uhrevîlik ages; night of the beauty of the myth, the magic of dawn to minutes; day of the ramazanlaş been the face of the miscellaneous group of the rü’yet slopes reminiscent of the colors every moment to separate emotions flood foaming stops: City and then themselves off a magical and intimate eda us with their desires and our needs will be fulfilled put the shows .. and there way of reaching their whispers. The days almost always lively, but soft from soft, a highly audible, but a warm breeze comes embraces us, at least five times a day prayer and supplication springing from the palatability make themselves felt, and then the group’s tüllen colors of unfinished a chapter, more After completing the valley come and see the smiles on our end it frees expenses. Evening, always a feast glory on the horizon appears, both body and soul of our intertwined business as connected with a lot hastily themselves announces every year our Iftar and Taraweeh with the excitement surrounds us, a hidden realm outside the door found that ihsas is, our hearts love sparks next reunion thrills the wind and all the pleasures of life in our souls announce their believers. Night, with the magic of silence keeps our horizons, to Yâr’l us a sense of solitude whispers, love life, and shows the ways of heaven for those that can hear the tune is composed of the offer. We are always at night, I did not understand what they say, they always continue to say something. These words are sometimes in rings stitched together so eda reach that, all in all deaf and blind those who do not, this letter-less and wordless sermons across the tongue, keeps stunned Supervision penetrate into. us our emotions, our thoughts Ramadan, depending on the changes and deepened, as Ramadan, our reverie our and we envision our different meaning, different content can reach and feelings, ideas in depth Mabsut the proportional (proportional) so eloquent saying things, his wills that muttasıl addressed, no preacher, no whether any thinker and no philosopher in his work is impossible to see. However, in his words, this deep-contents in order to grasp the intricacies of Islam is needed to understand the language. This language exactly can understand if the Ramadan, the night of day and with fasting, by-Tarawih with so our hearts penetrates and self our work, that our souls on the esoteric sound-faded, its minarets rising from prayer and a standing as hearing begins; starts no longer feeling consciousness and dreams of our built such a world leaving never do not think about. Now, direct such a Ramadan bright climate deprived Although, sparkling with light nearly sky resembling a mosque of their surroundings, Ramadan pleasant-Amédée not in the meaning, minarets in mahyalaş the believer feelings, temples filled to overflowing nûrefşân figures of believers, Samir until their chests booming, enthusiasm assign the pulses could imagine. Ramazanlaş the people’s confidence tüllen the face of the, from anyone withhold that they warm glance around them bombard now they smile at the public and keep warm their hearts, the good feelings of the believers in their attitude in my mind revive their feelings can share .. a thousand years since persisted faith, understanding, feelings, thoughts, and our concepts of sexuality filtered; traditions, customs and traditions of our potash kneading kneaded with today’s consistency has reached the cultural wealth of our is represented like to see and I can easily nave guests an iftar invitation as I can think of .. a deep worship neşve in the mosque-goers dırahş the face of the fountain of those early uhrevîlig prepared that excited spirits ” no-Huy “s and ashtray in doubled-up this immaculate people’s intentions can sense .. yes, Turkey’s ramazanlaş everyone and everything, its own dialect, its own with a style Can you imagine and completely uhrevîleş he atmosphere all riches can hear .. like Ramadan, even in The with-hatred sit get up, wanting to believe and reality of Islam against the nausea thumbs, wishing light curse heaped want it, the love, dialogue, tolerance, declared war on you, Ramadan, all the lights and all the charm us with his own voice, the national honor, our spiritual our wealth of spreading;Open our hearts to announce saturate most fertile heavenly table, even against the dark spirits always remain open and with the shadow of our hatred, our hatred melt continues to cool our souls with otherworldly breeze. Currently only one in the whole country from one end to the permanent things everyone to listen to him talking and running. Temple who chant her nightingale voice and the sound of the excited hearts are bursting with Meftune. Tachypnea of the domes and minarets that echo bounced off the dome of the sky-reaching thousand years, our voices, our breath once more to heaven than the supply of new ceremony after a downpour. We Ramadan, we are all trying to hear our selves; he also shows us the most sensitive, the most sensitive, the most profound moment of the bowl bowl of love, bearing and excitement offered is .. hearts hunger Us bunches hopes and ambitions by offering all Magmum faces smile. this regard, the Ramadan to leave us ever do not want; we do not want, but one by one everything that in turn one by one as he went, he us happy as a guest come and stay for a while, then as a guest at left is going .. and then this gorgeous bear all revenues to the heir-i has the the holidays are coming …