I woke in a hammock in the neighbor's garden, his son who is thirty-five years old is coming having been circumcised, I go over to my house, on the big balcony my mother says he has died, she has spread bedding on the floors and says a matchmaking visitor will come, I say they will not sit.
Reading
Money comes to hand by a short path. Seeing the deceased mother is the doors of auspicious allotted fortune being opened a crack. Allotted fortunes open. One comes out into the light from situations one was hopeless about, the affair goes well.
This is an AI translation of Mehmet Emin Kırgil's Turkish reading.