This is a story about solitude. When I was asked to submit an article about the subject I did not intend to write a story. Nor did I know that it was going to be a story until I began to write it. But as it were the story wrote itself. The main character is a high school student who needs to work during his summer holiday. He finds a job as a helper for an old sufi who insists on living alone despite the fact that he is terminally ill. The student is presented to the old man as an enthusiastic disciple who wants to learn his method of evolving, “kesifleme”. The old sufi begins the education of the student with a period of asceticism. Then he teaches him to bear the uncertainty; to use his inner world to reach a solemn solitude; to unlearn and to be beyond his ken; to be free of his name and the other traits that come from outside; to slow; to return from the revelation and finally to lose himself, to lose even his inner voice. At the end of the journey they make together, the sufi and the student reach beyond the solitude. Boundlessness is the feeling the student has when he understands that his master dies.