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unaccustomed; and this displeased me greatly。 Or was it an expression of pity?

Had he figured everything out? Was he thinking that I was some sort of a base

murderer or was he frightened by me? I remember how suddenly my thoughts

spiraled  out  of  control  and  I  was  stupidly  listening  to  what  I  thought  as  if

somebody else was thinking。 The carpet beneath me; for example: There was a

kind of wolflike design in one corner; but why hadn’t I noticed it before?

“The  love  all  khans;  shahs  and  sultans  feel  for  paintings;  illustrations  and

fine  books  can  be  divided  into  three  seasons;”  said  Enishte  Effendi。  “At  first

they are bold; eager and curious。 Rulers want paintings for the sake of respect;

to   influence   how   others   see   them。   During   this   period;   they   educate

themselves。 During the second phase; they mission books to satisfy their

own  tastes。  Because  they’ve  learned  sincerely  to  enjoy  paintings;  they  amass

prestige  while  at  the  same  time  amassing  books;  which;  after  their  deaths;

ensure the persistence of their renown in this world。 However; in the autumn

of  a  sultan’s  life;  he  no  longer  concerns  himself  with  the  persistence  of  his

worldly  immortality。  By  ”worldly  immortality‘  I  mean  the  desire  to  be

remembered by future generations; by our grandchildren。 Rulers who admire

miniatures  and  books  have  already  acquired  an  immortality  through  the

manuscripts they’ve missioned from us—upon whose pages they’ve had

their names inserted; and; at times; their histories written。 Later; each of them

es to the conclusion that painting is an obstacle to securing a place in the

Otherworld;  naturally  something  they  all  desire。  This  is  what  bothers  and

intimidates   me   the   most。   Shah   Tahmasp;   who   was   himself   a   master

miniaturist  and  spent  his  youth  in  his  own  workshop;  closed  down  his

magnificent  atelier  as  his  death  approached;  chased  his  divinely  inspired

painters  from  Tabriz;  destroyed  the  books  he  had  produced  and  suffered

interminable crises of regret。 Why did they all believe that painting would bar

them from the gates of Heaven?“

“You  know  quite  well  why!  Because  they  remembered  Our  Prophet’s

warning that on Judgment Day; Allah will punish painters most severely。”

“Not painters;” corrected Enishte Effendi。 “Those who make idols。 And this

not from the Koran but from Bukhari。”

“On  Judgment  Day;  the  idol  makers  will  be  asked  to  bring  the  images

they’ve created to life;” I said cautiously。 “Since they’ll be unable to do so their

lot  will  be  to  suffer  the  torments  of  Hell。  Let  it  not  be  forgotten  that  in  the

Glorious  Koran;  ”creator‘  is  one  of  the  attributes  of  Allah。  It  is  Allah  who  is

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creative;  who  brings  that  which  is  not  into  existence;  who  gives  life  to  the

lifeless。 No one ought to pete with Him。 The greatest of sins is mitted

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