It was February of 2010. One day, when I opened my emails, I saw a call that surprised me greatly. In the “subject” section of the email, there was only one word written: “HELP!” Someone was shouting “Help!” “Hocam (Teacher) I am desperate, can you help?” The person asking for help was a student named Büşra. And the words seemed to be written with tears. The lines I read suddenly took me back to my youth: “Oh God, help! Save me!” I cried out to the years… The student who emailed me reported that she was in love. But the bad part was, the girl was not even 17 yet. And the boy she had fallen for was an alcoholic… Moreover, he was someone who did not feel remorse for his mistakes and almost took pride in them… This book, remaining faithful to the original emails, narrates the long correspondence between Büşra and me, and with the permission of Allah, her salvation.
