Ahmet Tanpinar - A Mind at Peace

(City of Two Continents, August 1939)

Mmtaz had not set out on a long walk since his paternal cousin hsan, a brother to him, had succumbed to illness. Aside from tasks like summoning the physician, taking prescriptions to the pharmacist, and making calls from the neighbors telephone, hed whiled away the measure of the week at his cousins sickbed or in his own room perusing books, reflecting, or attempting to console his niece and nephew. hsan had complained of backaches, fever, and fatigue for about two days before pneumonia heralded its onset, sudden and sublime, establishing a sultanate over the household, a psychology of devastation through fear, dread, rue, and endless goodwill scarcely absent from lips or glances.

The entire household slept and woke with the remorse of hsans affliction.

Mmtaz again rose to sorrow from sleep that train whistles had bloodied with altogether different anxieties. The hour approached nine. He sat at the edge of his bedstead, preoccupied. A host of errands awaited him. The physician had said hed arrive at ten oclock, but Mmtaz wasnt obliged to wait. His first order of business was to hire a nurse. Given that neither hsans wife, Macide, nor his mother, Sabire, ever stepped away from the sickbed, the children languished in ruin.

The elderly servant could easily handle Ahmet, but someone had to occupy his little sister, Sabiha. More than anything, she needed conversation. As Mmtaz mused, he smiled inwardly at the various postures of his young niece. His affections for her had taken on new proportions since hed returned to the house: Is it a matter of habit alone? he mulled. Do we always happen to love those in our midst?

To rid himself of such thoughts, he returned to the quandary of the nurse. Macides health wasnt too stable. Whats more, he was astonished she could withstand such stress. Excessive worry or exhaustion would again reduce her to a shadow. He had to get hold of a nurse, yes. And in the afternoon he had to face that headache of a tenant.

While he dressed, he repeated to himself, This reed stalk known as man. Mmtaz, whod been quite isolated during a formative period of his childhood, liked to talk to himself: And that entirely separate thing called life. Then his mind turned back to little Sabiha. The thought that he loved his little niece solely because hed moved back into the house troubled him. In truth hed been bound to her from the very first. Considering the circumstances of her birth, he was grateful even. Few children could so quickly fill a house with such ease and elation.

Mmtaz, having tried to engage a nurse for three days now, had collected a handful of addresses and made countless calls. But in this land, ones aims simply receded into the distance. Doubtless, the East was the place to sit and wait. With a modicum of patience everything arrived at ones feet. Six months after hsan regained his health, for instance, a couple of nurses were certain to call seeking work. When one was genuinely needed, however This, then, was how the ordeal of the nurse went. As for that tenant

The tenant boded trouble of another sort. Since hed let the small shop from hsans mother, hed been dissatisfied and complained, but for a spell of, say, a dozen years, he hadnt once considered moving, and for a fortnight running, hed been making inquiry upon inquiry requesting that one of the gentlemen of the house or the good lady herself honor him with a visit posthaste.

The entire household met this turn of events with disbelief. Even hsan, squirming with fever and cramps, expressed amusement. They knew that the principal trait of the picaro was to keep out of sight, go into hiding, and if not being sought or even while being sought to respond as belatedly as possible and only after the greatest of griefs.

Mmtaz, having taken the responsibility of late for renewing the lease and collecting rent, knew how difficult it was to see the man even while standing right before him in his shop.

As soon as Mmtaz would step into the store, the shopkeeper would shade his eyes with a pair of black glasses as if they were a potent talisman and, for all intents and purposes, vanish behind a glass shield, from where hed drone on about the stagnation of the market, the difficulty of eking out a living, and the blithe fortune of men who worked on fixed incomes, such as civil servants; consequently hed grow livid, berating himself for having quit his job as a state employee and submitting to the elksib habibullah hadith Muhammad, beloved merchant of Allah. Indeed, it was solely for this reason, to avoid consciously violating the example of the Prophet, that hed started out in trade. At last, hed cut to Hecuba:

My good sir, you are aware of whats happening, its out of the question at present all due respect to dearest Sabire. Shed do well by granting me a few days grace. Shes no landlord in our eyes, not at all, on the contrary, shes been a benefactor, a fountainhead. If shed be so good as to stop by in a fortnight, Id be both deeply honored by her visit and, inshallah, able to offer her a little something. And by so stating, hed leave the matter hanging in the balance; nevertheless, as Mmtaz stepped back through the door, the shopkeeper, his voice quavering, would continue where hed left off as if startled by the enormity of the promise hed made: But Im not certain itll be possible in a fortnight, either. Because he couldnt possibly say, Shed do well by not coming at all, really, the lot of you would do well by keeping your distance! For what purpose would you come anyway? As if it isnt enough that I live in this decrepit building, am I also to pay you for it? Instead, hed request a delay of deliberations to another, distant time: Itd be best if the good lady honored me with a visit toward the first of the month, or better still, midmonth.

Now then, this pismire, annoyed at being sought and sounded out, had sent repeated messages asking after them and requesting that the fine lady, or in her absence, one of the fine gentlemen, appear at their earliest convenience to negotiate the status of the abandoned outbuilding of the old estate, including its two second-floor rooms, and to attend to the fact that his lease had expired. They had every cause for bewilderment.

Come afternoon Mmtaz would trudge, as he did each month, to the shop he was loath to visit because he knew by heart the responses awaiting him. Yet this occasion was different. Last night when his aunt goaded him with, Mmtaz, go pay a visit to that tenant, from behind her back, hsan wasnt able to gesture and mime, No use tiring yourself out for nothing, you know what hell say, just go out for a stroll, take in the air, and come back! hsan lay as if spiked to his bed; his chest rose and fell with labor.

hsans philosophy toward this bte noire rested in the wisdom that it was senseless to make futile attempts when the outcome was apparent. Mmtaz, all the same, wanted to avoid disappointing his aunt, who was quite incapable of forgetting about the rent that amounted to an inheritance from her beloved pater. Furthermore, in the lives of this family living cheek by jowl, as Mmtaz would have it, on the Island of hsan, the saga of rent provided fodder for a multitude of puns and witticisms.

Most amusing, mirabile dictu, was how after Mmtaz returned and shared with his elderly aunt the range of responses hed received, her initial anger, I hope the bum dies, the geezer, would gradually and by shades turn toward compassion, Poor soul, hes helpless, the dear mans afflicted anyway, or how she would then grow heavyhearted and say, Maybe he really doesnt earn a profit, and subsequently attempt to resolve the situation over and again; or how she declared, Thats all thats left of that great manor, or else Id have sold it and been done with it long ago, indicating that the rent, which she never received in a timely fashion, was a source of genuine remorse. One day, however, Aunt Sabire would resolve to make her customary visit to the tenant, and since this daughter of the lamented Selim Pasha wouldnt deign to go out onto the streets unaccompanied, word would be sent to Arife, the maid in skdar, who would arrive on the appointed day, after which the following three or four days would be spent in deliberation, Lets go pay a visit to that man tomorrow, and frustrated attempts to do so would be made while visiting the neighbors or at the Grand Bazaar; but finally, one fine day, shed return triumphantly in a taxi heaped with presents.