My dear son, Aqa Mustafa Khomeini (may God Almighty assist him and fulfill his wishes),
Thanks to God Almighty; I safely arrived in Ankara, Turkey, on Wednesday before noon. The weather here is nicer than in Qum. Do not worry about me. I am fine and there is nothing to worry about. May the Lord predestine the best for us. After extending my regards to all of the relatives and members of the family, I have to advise you all to be elegantly patient and not to wail and cry at all. Whatever God Almighty has predestined will happen. My son, if you want God Almighty and me to be pleased with you, be absolutely kind and respectful toward your mother, sisters, brother, and all relatives. They all need your gentility. Please behave kindly toward everybody. The family was allowed to see me off when leaving, and to join me here, but although I am very eager to see you all, I prefer you not to come; because you will not have a good time away from home. I will be accommodated soon, God willing. Please have someone deliver the following to me. Someone is to take them from you and deliver them to me. Here I write the things I can remember now; if you find anything forgotten here, please send it, too: The books of Mafatih, Sahifah as-Sajjadiyyah, Makasib and Hawashi; clothing such as `aba (a kind of cloak), shirts, etc. muhr and janamaz (a praying spread with a smooth piece of clay in it, used for praying); the rings are here with me. Please send a towel, too. The money for this month is with Mr., please take it and pay the rent. Also take some to pay the remainder of coal money.