An old ballerine - my advisor.....

And still life is an interesting thing no matter what you think  ....It can teach you a lesson at any time....doing shopping, walking in the park with your pet, crossing the street, jumping from the parachute or simply opening your eyes in the morning......Every day is a new chance, is a new opportunity until we are alive....and even if you have a million problems still there are answers inside yourself....you should simply try to decode them....

Sometimes a completely unknown person may play the greatest role in your path, that you will understand this bit later....All you need is to be open for that.

My morning and afternoon I spent in a very strange for me place ....at the passport office in the Police station....I reached there bit soon....and had to wait ....I was tired, and I took my place in the corridor....While I was sitting there one old man came in & asked about the time...& sat next to me....after a while an old lady came and asked if she could sit with me....I said that none had rented this bench and  its just a bench for every one and she sat in the right.....I smiled thinking that today might be an old people's day ...and that I was surrounded by the old man and the old lady ...

Just because there was too hot in the corridor the old man left, asking to mention his name in case if the door of passport adviser would be opened.... looking at my watch and cheeking every minute I was killing the time until the advisor would come up....The old lady turned to me and asked:

''Honey, seems you want to catch time, right? pushing every minute and every second is not a thing, dear. I would give my all to stop the watch and to stop the time right now....to live just few hours longer....to do few things I can still have time to ''...

I felt myself very bad, because I didn't mean to hurt anyone I was just looking at my watch ... Then she turn her face and said:

''I lost everything in my life: my children, my husband, even my house.....I lost my health, my years, my life.....I have very little to live now....and I have nothing, but You know, my young girl, what can I tell you....I have a granddaughter, who asks everyday to tell her a fairytale in the nights....and I want to live to read my little kid few more stories at bedtime.... because she has none else in this world, and because I am her only family, and after my death she will be taken to the orphanage....And now all I want from this advisor is to help me with my kid....'',- and then she stopped.... I was completely shocked to be involved in such a tragic life-story of that lady....but still couldn't say anything...

''I was a ballerina in past....yes, my dear, I danced in a Ballet Troupe....and have been gone on many tours all over the world....glory and  success, ovations - this was  my life, but everything has its limits, and even our time....I will not tell you what happened but I lost everything at the same moment: my family, my house, everything....Because everything in our life is given to us with a limit , everything we have now is being ranted, nothing really belongs to us, even our Talents....It is given by God to check how U will keep it, how u will love it , how u will save it....''....and she whispered....'' Never lose ur loved ones, ur family, ur friends who r ready to die for you, save them''....,- she weeped,-'' All those who run after the Time will lose everything, believe me, I will open u one secret: Let everything be in time, have patience, don't run after the events, everything will be on time''....and she stopped...

I was thinking why did she tell all these to me ? Did  I look like a person who needed an advice? I raised  my head finally  to ask her a question and saw she d gone....

I looked around and saw none just that old man coming to my direction and loudly complaining  against our government.....

I thought that old lady would back and I would be able to talk to her, but it was useless ...she d really gone...

An all I want now  is to hope she will be all right at least for her granddaughter's sake....and that the dream of her past home will be back to her again.....

Good luck TATI...and thank you for your advice....

How...

I don’t understand how can you smile all day long, but cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never change, but the people in them do. How you can love so innocently, but it can turn into anger so quickly. How your best friend can become your worst enemy. Or when your worst enemy turns into your best friend. How forever turns into a few short months that you'd do almost anything to get back. How you can let go of something you once said you couldn’t live without. How even though you know letting go of something is best for you, it hurts just the same. How the people who once wanted to spend every second with you, think a few minutes of their time is too much time to spare. How people make promises, and bear their souls to someone despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. How people can erase you from their lives ‘cause it’s just easier then working things out.

Happy Love

Today on my way home I was passing by one flower-shop & noticed a phrase on the window framed “Happy Love”. Well, I guess it might have written there for a long time but I noticed it only today:)…I looked at this note and thought if there really exists Happy Love, if there is a real irresistible- conscious feeling that u can do it ?
But while I was pondering on it I caught sight of one old couple walking near that flower-shop, gently holding each other’s hands. They haven’t done anything extraordinary they simply lived the whole life together…some 50 or 60 years:). This made me to remember about my friends’ love stories, those ones who went through thick and thin, lived bad times, but they earned each other finally.
Today I want to congratulate all my friends who r in love. Guys if u r sure he/she is that into you, if u do love each other, if the only thought of being apart already causes a pain, then never let all these disappear, never burn it, u will never find it again, fight for ur love, find compromises, don’t let stupid things be so huge and meaningful to destroy the greatest feeling created somewhere high in the sky. Take care of ur love, water it like a flower, work on it & u will gain ur deserved fruits.
Never listen to anyone, do ur choice if there’s one who is worth, fight for him/her. All those who r happy to give advices to do things in their ways have no idea how it actually works, don’t listen to them.
Create ur own love story, live for it & Im sure one day it will be worthily called “Happy”, and it will be the proof for my theory and I will be blessed no matter the fact that my life is proving me the opposite :)…..I still hopelessly believe in Love. Now I’m sure that no one can ever change it. I am hopeless :)
be happy, Dears !

WHERE ARE THE KNIGHTS OF THE 21TH CENTURY.....

Our world needs real heroes not mystic or imaginative like in fantastic movies but real men from real life. Lately I was thinking that our everyday life somehow lacks of great acts ......of real gentlemen....yes its true. And more important that today men think there’s no need to be a gentleman, no need to show their admiration, their gratitude to women NO NEED.... and i can understand why the things are like that: Maybe because today women are different and not like they were during the KNIGTHS’ and LADIES’ times.... May be the gender revolution brought them to the equality with men....equality of rights , equality of speech . nowadays women can drive a car, can fly into the space , can take their seats in the parliament, can earn much more money than their husbands , but first of all and mostly she always remains a Woman. And may be nowadays men feel this equality status of women and they find there’s no need to protect, to show their care to this kind of strong woman, no need to fight for her, no need to solve what she wants what she feels, because the times are indeed different now. But What if every man just for a moment stops and thinks about great acts which each of them can do during the day ....what if the man helps the old woman to cross the road, what if he stops and let the woman pass the entrance first, what if he helps the old to carry the heavy bag ..And what if each of these women can feel that they r women , no matter how strong they might be seen and there is always a man who will Protect and show his care and what if the man can finally feels himself a MAN.

Do not forget people whom you love

Today i saw a movie which kept me crying through the whole final part....It was the "Hachiko: A Dog's Story"...An amazing story about a dog and his master.... about dog's loyalty, love and faith to his master....
..the screenplay is adapted from a Japanese film made 20 years ago, which itself was based on the well-known story, i would say a Legend from the 1930s about an Akita( a dog) that came to the train station in Tokyo to wait for his master every day for 10 years after the man died.


..poor doog couldnt accept that the master had been died , Hachiko couldnt accept the fact that he didnt have to meet its master in the station every day at 5 o'clock.....the whole 10 years after his death he used to come to that station.....untill he died himself too....


....its a really touching story,,, and more touchy is the fact that it is based on the real story ...
....after that movie i asked myself :'' Why people, being on a higher level of consciousness, cant be so faithfull, devoted as the dogs are....why they lie, betray, hurt, forget those ones whom they love...."...and i couldnt find the answer...the only thing which was flying in my mind were the words of one poet :
"The more I see of people, the more I like dogs".


In conclusion, I would add the phrase from that movie :" Do not forget people whom you love"...i guess this is the secret or may be even the formula of our existence....


............be happy

Великие мелочи

Всегда тяжело расставаться с тем, что уже вошло в твою жизнь,Великие мелочи, успевшие стать неотъемлемой частью твоего существования,становятся такими могущественными, что начинают управлять твоей судьбой, твоей жизнью, и, в конце концов, тобой. Психологи дают определение таким явлениям, называя психологической зависимостью. Да уж, еще какой! Ведь если привязываешься к чему-то или к кому-то, начинаешь любить, а начинаешь любить - значит, боишься потерять. И эта боязнь отнюдь не из за собственнических побуждений, а просто потому что ты боишься пустоты внутри себя, пустоты, которая образуется после расставания.