Читать книгу Heart-to-heart letters: to MrRight from CCCP - Larisa Kharakhinova - Страница 13

Dear Brad, здравствуй!

To teach some Russian? – Милый Брэд, я люблю тебя…

`Why did you take me for a walk the night?` – indeed, I wonder still, why did I like you so much from the first look into eyes? A chance meeting, and such a strong impression.

It was such pleasant, such – … – to look into your eyes. I love people`s eyes. Yours radiated some serene light or something more.

I felt myself with you such… lightly, such …, it was as if a load off my heart.

Maybe, because you believe in God. Not destruction there in.

Yes, I was `a little girl`. And now, when I think of you, when I dream of you, my heart becomes youthful and clear, fills with music and light… I fly up… to the stars…

When you`d wished me `good-night` and went to sleep I felt sadness, by some reason.

But there left a light feeling and something more. You were in my life as a meteor, but the one fell into my heart. I often had been remembering that evening.

I keep this remembrance as one of those moment, that `остановись, мгновенье!`…

And more, our meeting had occurred at that time – that summer I was running away from myself, I looked something to forget the grief, the pain…

When I read my diary of those days – much of despair there in. Pages about you, just after, is written with such a tender warmth, – `about canadian boy`.

And one day, late autumn, reading the one, I`d found address and wrote the letter. So it was…

Yes, it was so…

Now, tell me, please, how it was with you? I want to know.

What can I tell you about my country? Yes, it`s changing – political, economical, etc.

I`m not politicion. – I cannot do a review of all these changes. I can only say that our country is seething, boiling up. Страсти накаляются. «Жуть стала веселей, жуть стала интересней.»

To live here is `cheerful and interesting`, if one has optimism, endurance and ironical-philosophical attitude to reality.

Yet, I salute this «перестройка», Горбачев, this difficult time.

Yes, much difficulties. But how without it. Child is born in torments.

Yet, our people can be happy at life.

To laugh – at coupons for food-stuffs, at loud queues for something of shampoo or socks (it`s funny), to laugh at trifling sum and increasing prices, etc.

There are much to laugh at.

Yet, I love this time. (With little bitterness).

I believe in future. I`m optimist.

My country lived through more terrible things.

Sometimes, when I read History, that become known only for now – the blood curdles… this is painful theme for me. Enough of it.

Why is my marriage on duty? A Task?

I don`t think so. I agree with you in this matter. But my relations try to convince me in that. The matter in children. I must have child while I`m young still.

But how can one live with not beloved human? The better – to live lonely. I cannot go against my heart. It`s my right, ne? In the end of all, – I`m free in my choise: to be or not to be. Enough of that.

It`s a pity, that you didn`t send me the picture of you, – though, if there are you with a girl – it is the better that you didn`t.

Don`t be offended, please. Simply – such is a woman nature – I`m slighly jealous… even without the right for it.

With love – Lar.