Tuesday, July 27, 2010

About Her.

I can't remember when we met.
I think we knew each other always.

She was small girl with big blue eyes and soft blond hair.
Her parents had the garden close to ours. Our was on the top of the hill next to the forest. Their-at the bottom, just around the main road.

Here I'm: thin, always broken laps, legs in bruises. Wind in my hair (..and in the head as mom would say).
I run down the hill and try to follow the track made by a truck in the ground. Our neighbours' gardens pass fast on the right side as I hasten. I fall several times and add myself extra blue-spots.
In the middle of the way I meet her. She had to run up the hill, and that was much more difficult obviously. But she never searched for easy ways.

We would climb the hill back and go to my parents' garden.
When we were small there was nothing better in the whole world than to lie naked on the water barrel, swing the legs and dream.
We spent all summers together and never saw each other in winters.

Then my parents got divorced. And I was never back to our garden again.

Time passed slowly in the new apartment  we moved to. It was early spring. Real Siberian spring.
I didn't know anybody from the yard and felt lonely at home after school.
I remember as if it was today when my mom saw Her in the window. Mom, actually, recognized the coat she made and gave to Her. I still remember it too.
She showed for a second and disappeared in the building block.

As summer was coming I was forced to go outside every day. I knew She was somewhere near.

Here I'm sitting and pretending to read while overwatching a group of girls playing in the yard. I wait for them to come and talk to me. I'm older and need to play cool.
And then She comes. The eyes, the blond hair, small-just-a-kitten-alike.
Then it was decided that we should be together.

We had a perfect childhood, didn't we?
She had to play a piano.  I had to study Maths and English.
But then parents let us go, we would make a fast way into a trouble. Thanks God, there was no Internet in 90s for us!

There was a big sandpit in the yard. We took Her Dad's geology book, found the picture with the structure of Earth, and decided to make the way to the core. We dug the whole day and evening till parents called us back.
In the next morning somebody put the sand back to our hole. Her Dad tried to explain us the impossibility of the task, but it was absolutely unimportant back then.
The dreams failed for first time in life.

I remember how Her Dad died. And all the people who came to say last bye to Him. They didn't fit in the yard.

We liked the same guys (that's probably because the choice was already very limited). We smoked together for the first time. We got drunk with the home-made vodka together as well.

We kept together even when I moved to St.Petersburg. And she came in a year. She came to be with me.
Then our paths separated for two years. I cut Her from my life and soon moved to Finland.
I wasn't near when She had the most difficult time of Her life. I gave Her friends but left Her for two years.
Two years. How much is it?

Now we are together again. 400 km between us, but that's nothing I know already.

She's a real woman: beautiful and wise. She has green eyes (have they ever been blue?) and red hair.
She just settled down.
I'm almost 2 years older, but I still call Her for an advice every time life goes down.
She is a strong woman. She had different times and people on her way. No guy could prove himself to be as strong as she is. So far.
But now it will be all different.

I will see her soon, and it will be the first Birthday of her we will spend together in many years.
I will look in her eyes and see myself in my parents garden. Sitting on the water barrel and swinging my legs. She will be near as always.
And I will cry.

5 comments:

AdeebA said...

Hi
Thank you for visiting my blog.
How do I follow yours? Some of the links seem broken .

Btw,
Its the first time I talk to someone in finland!

Elena Smirnova said...

Hi back!
Oh, it's a shame. I'm new to the blogspot. Will try to fix the settings :)

I have friends in India, and can't wait to visit your country myself. I'm a big fan of Ayurveda!

AdeebA said...

Wow. Ayurveda is actually more of a specialty of my state , Kerala, in particular. So thats so nice to hear!

You are an engineering student ryt?, Well, so am I.

Do keep in touch.
Cheers to a new friendship :)

Elena Smirnova said...

oh, you are from Kerala!? I heard so much about this state. Really, wow :)

I study engineering: plastics technology. And that's how I found your blog.
Are you on facebook by chance?
Cheers! :)

adeeba said...

Sure I am . You can click the fb badge in my blog. Or else its here
http://www.facebook.com/adeeba.fathima

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