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Baba Kerim shook his head with a knowing smile. "My boy, remember what we say: Soyuq adama ayaq tərəfdən gəlir. The cold is a thief. It doesn't climb through the window you’ve locked; it creeps in through the crack under the door."

"You see," Baba Kerim said gently, "the feet are the foundation. If the foundation is cold, the whole house shakes. In life, Emin, it is the same. You can protect your heart and your head, but if you neglect the 'ground'—your health, your basic habits, and your roots—the chill of the world will find its way in." Soyuq Adama Ayaq Terefden Gelir

By evening, however, the "thief" had finished its work. Even though Emin sat right next to the roaring fireplace, he couldn't stop shivering. His head began to throb, and a deep chill settled into his bones that no amount of hot tea could chase away. Baba Kerim shook his head with a knowing smile

Baba Kerim brought over a basin of hot water mixed with mountain herbs. As Emin soaked his frozen feet, the warmth slowly began to travel upward, thawing his shivering frame. It doesn't climb through the window you’ve locked;

Emin, already halfway out the door in thin canvas shoes, laughed. "But Grandfather, I have my thickest sheepskin coat on! My chest is warm, and my ears are covered. Why worry about my feet?"