My story

The embankment was empty, like eighteen years ago, when I first came here. Calls are probably the only thing that has changed since that time. Everything else, as then. The smell is the same. But no. Another old man playing an accordion stands in the same place. That's already time has passed, but he still looks. If he did not know that he had served with my grandfather, he would have thought that he was not fifty. He does not look like his years.

God, how good it is. For a long time I did not feel so calm, probably the whole thing is on the phone. I am sure that I would not turn it off, so they would be thrown now with calls. And before, when I went to school, I went here regularly, visited the elderly, then every year less and less. Girls, friends, drinking, parties seemed to me that they should have understood me, because once they themselves were like that.

He became, when a student, at all saw them only on birthdays. It’s good that, birthdays were at different times of the year. Always fed promises. When they asked why I did not come, he always told the truth that studying was not time, only the time was a dime a dozen. Now I understand that it was not the time, there was no mind. Well, at least now I understand.

I do not want to go anywhere, even though it froze a little and the company of teenagers, the bench on the contrary took it. They listen to music loudly. Often we were sitting here here. I liked to walk here, probably, because there were no one nearby, you could smoke yourself freely. Everyone smoked then. It seemed to me that a pack of those, at that time of expensive cigarettes, I don’t know whether they were sold now or not, made me such adults, serious. I have not smoked for fifteen years. He threw because he began to be afraid for health. Although, smoking was an excellent life lesson for me. They always scolded for stinking smoke, I always tried to get out. Then I thought that he drove them by the nose, now I understand that they all knew. It happened, he walked home, and he had already sweated, blushed, because the smell was still that, but no one said anything at home. I thought the chewing gum helped, now I understand that they didn’t want to swear.

Now they started smoking a lot again, before at least electronic cigarettes were smoked right now, read, banned them, or something.

They are sitting opposite to drink beer, and I want to say that young and bad ones, it would be better if they went to the gym, or they don’t know what to do with themselves. And he himself was the same. Previously, beer, and in principle, any alcoholic drinks, it was impossible to drink in public places, the guys were fined in uniform. Now I don’t know what and how. I rarely visit the street.

From home to the office, from the office home, and so every day. The work is good, glad, very glad, but only free time is really not.

-Do not smoke?

-What?

A familiar guy sat to the left of me and tilting his head with a cigarette in his teeth, pointed a finger at her.

-Then? No, I do not smoke.

He hid the cigarette in his pocket and took out the phone. I dialed the number and attached the phone to the ear.

-Where is she climbing? Why, if I do not answer, then she worries, and the phone itself will put, and call her as much as you like! He muttered, hiding his mobile in his pocket

-Does the girl not answer? I asked

He silently stood up, taking out a cigarette, approached the company opposite, and returned back to me with a boiled cigarette.

-Mother.

I turned away and looked again at the old man who played a familiar melody. He played beautifully. My grandfather told me that they played together in an army ensemble. He is on the accordion and grandfather, on the piano. Or I don’t remember what the TO tool is called.

Turning to the guy, I saw that he looked at me with such an expression on his face, as if expecting something from me.

-What are you sitting here yourself? For the fifth time I ask. Deaf, or what?

-Hel to take a walk. So he came here, where he had been spent on time before.

Putting off the cigarette, he took out the phone and showed me the girl on the screensaver. Then he blocked and again put him in his pocket.

-Beautiful. Your girlfriend?

-Yes. Imagine, now he is waiting for me in the city. And I don't know what I'm sitting here. Parents brought to help grandmother. I hate. There are so many things at home, and they think that I am idle there.

I nodded my head.

-Well, you, just think about what they can’t leave me alone at home, I am seventeen already.

-Men, you know, too, when he was at your age, they often took with them everywhere. Yes, and I myself did not really want to stay home. Although, probably, by eighteen years I already wanted.

He smiled, seeing a smile on my face.

-Well, you see. Why are they so with me. With these cigarettes, drinking, study. I think I know better what I need. And so now I went to the institute, I study not bad like. So this is not enough for them. Always that they do not tell me the opportunity that I am doing wrong.

-The cigarette and the booze advised you to quit. When I smoked, I always cursed with my father. Mom was somehow indulgent.

-I don’t drink anyway, then just by the way, he says. You know, dad already got it, always starts a conversation for these cigarettes, I specifically want to take and smoke in front of him.

He corrected the collar and a hat.

-Happens. And the papel of study, do not worry. I’m the first one myself received an education, and then the second is behind him, now I get the third one.

-Oh no. This is not for me. In general, I have already gone to work. It seems to me that now you can work well! - He interrupted me.

-You will have to work out.

-What do you do for a living?

-I am in an advertising agency alone. Look, - taking a purse from the inner pocket of the coat, he gave him a business card, - I like it. I have my office, I get an interesting job, I get it well.

-Thlama does not cause me interest. I would like to be a journalist. It would be cool.

-When it was interesting to me. - I looked away to see how, the boat floats. - You know, I wanted to do a lot of than. I don’t even remember who I wanted to be at your age. And now I don’t think that what I am earned now, I want to do the rest of my life. Are you writing?

-In terms of?

-Well, you know that journalists should be able to beautifully and competently express thoughts?

-Ah, that's what you are. I understand. I once wrote. I like it. That's just not showing anyone. It's a shame somehow. I do not like it when they criticize me. And then do you have photos of children in the documents?

I made my hand through the coat of a purse, and taking off my glove put my hand in my pocket.

-Show?

-Yes, come on.

Having taken out a few photos, I put the purse back. I held them out and sat closer, tilting my head.

-Watch, this is my daughter to her 10 in July.

A smile appeared on his face.

-It looks like you! He said, giving a photo to me.

-She looks stronger to mom, but except for me by character and eyes. - I laughed, wiping from a photo of a snowflake

-And this is your home?

-Yes, my wife and I recently moved to him. Before that, there was an apartment, and then they put a bomb and moved to a new house. And here is my wife. - Having removed the photo with the house in the pocket, I said.

-Tell me. And how long have you been together?

He gave the photo and took out a cigarette.

-I met her when I was in my third year. After that always together. Many of the difficulties that met, coped together. I am very grateful to fate for her.

-Now I will smoke.

A minute later, he came up again and sat down on the other side of me.

-Eh, I confused something. There the place has already heated, but here is cold.

I smiled.

-And what kind of girl did you show me, for a long time?

-I don’t know, we swear with her strongly. I don’t like it, like her, I just somehow deceive, probably, myself that I love her. Parents do not even want to show her. And then they will try to marry me faster.

-I don’t know, I had such a father that I would like to get married by thirty years.

“Well, yes,” he interrupted me, “I have it, but my mother.” Have you been married for a long time?

-Already the eleventh year.

-I’m not even thinking about it for now, it seems to me that you need to marry fifty by year, but for now you can take a walk. - He stood up and threw the cigarette butt into the ballot box. “Maybe he hasn’t met a person yet.”

-Ah is true.

We both fell silent for a minute.

-Babushka is waiting for me at home to eat. I can’t stand it when I am forced to eat. - the guy looked at the phone. -Now you still need to bite something and in about ten minutes I will go. As it doesn’t really work out, they understand me. Neither parents nor grandparents. Do you live here too?

I sighed and looked down.

-It. Today my grandmother died, so I came to bury her.

-To.

He opened the packaging of chewing gum and took out one, after which he handed it to me.

-You will be?

-Let's!

-You will be here again, I will now sing and go up quickly.

I nodded my head. After he left, I got up and went down to the water. The terrible weather, I do not like. On the street the snow goes and immediately melts, turning everything around into the mud. There is a very strong wind below. After all, I will see my mother today.

We did not see something about a year and a half. I had no vacation, and although we live not at other parts of the world, but still not close. Things are always throat. Recently, we only call up, once or twice a week. Yeah. And before I remember how little I sat with my grandmother and asked when my mother arrives. Always, when she had to come, went with her grandfather to meet her.

It has been gone for three years. We talked little in childhood. More often, when he arrived, he spent time with his grandmother. And in general, he spent little time with them, immediately fled to friends. I used to leave from morning to evening. In the evening I will come quietly, close the door, tell you good night and sleep. I think they understood me.

Grandfather, loved, was proud of them. He was a master of all his hands. In his ninety, he went to our city to visit, and back every week. I brought us the vegetables are different, but I could not come instead of it. When I was a teenager, I thought that I would miss the important something in the city, now the work.

I often remember how he came in the morning, I slept yet, and if not, I didn’t want to go out.

-He, you better get away from there, otherwise it will blow away now! - Laughter rang out from above.

I climbed the steps, and sat on the same bench. She already managed to get wet.

-I am everything. Listen, do you have to smoke? Oh, I remember what I asked. Now I'm fast.

My young friend came up again and smoked from the guys opposite and sat next to him.

-You tell, now the father has arrived, he usually does not come here. He has things in the city, he says. Today he arrived, in general, they had a fight with him again due to the fact that he stinks of me with cigarettes. I don’t understand why, is he so important to be treated?

I took a cigarette from the Negro and threw it into the urn.

-Ey, what are you?

-I just don't like the smell. Sorry. - covering a smile with a scarf, I sat next to him.

-What are you smoking?

-I like it. Like the smell of cigarettes. And even more so, when I nervous reassures me like that.

-I also thought when I smoked.

-And what?

-Expensive.

He turned straight and put his hands in his pockets.

-What is your father. Really really putting pressure on you so much?

-Yes not the right word. In general, I cannot communicate with him. We live under one roof, but the general language cannot be found. We often swear. I come home from my studies and I can’t be with him nearby, everything finds fault with me, then not so, then not.

-You don’t have to have a sweet one, apparently.

-I can't endure him. It would be better if I left where, or something.

I covered my mouth with my hand.

-You calm down, otherwise look now and stupid things. I said, slowly removing my hand. - I also cursed with my father in childhood, but I can’t remember why. It was a long time.

-And now what?

-I have not talked to him for a long time.

-To?

-He did not become when I was twenty -felts, Toli twenty -one. It was a long time. I remember just having died due to illness. I remember that, a year or two after his death, it was bad for me. At first he did not realize, probably what happened, and then, it was so painful that he could not find a place for himself. Dreams dreamed about him. I remember that I wanted to quit my studies, I wanted to change everything. Over time, a little of course passed. But I rarely remember this segment of life. I know for sure that without a father is bad.

-I'm sorry.

-Everything is fine. You better just try not to swear with him. Be calmer. He still wishes you the best. I’m only years later, as he was gone, I began to gradually find confirmation of his words, which then at first glance seemed deprived of meaning. He was a wise man.

-The probably your father is like that. My no. He doesn’t understand me even.

For a couple of minutes we fell silent and I took out the phone from my pocket. Turning in my hand, I put it back in my pocket.

-What is your phone turned off?

-I don’t want to be worried today, I took a day at my own expense, but I have such a job that many employees are subordinate and I need to help many, tell me anything.

-Babushka what did you die from?

-The reduction is not the same. Although it seems to me that she was just alone. I have not seen her for a long time, and my sister doubt whether he will come today. She loved us very much, in childhood, like yours, took carefully. I rode a little to her, and I remember that every time she left her, she cried, and said that she did not know if we would see each other again, because I rarely go to her. Since she is already elderly, it is difficult for her, so much so that she no longer wants to live. I always reassured her, and asked that she would not speak such nonsense. And it so happened that I grew up and everything, in general, forgot the way here.

-And to my sister how old?

-SOKOK SIME SOME.

-And I have a sister, she is twenty with something.

-Wlae me. Okay, we are all about bad. Tell me better how to learn to you. Now, it seems, how did I remember the session began?

-NO, the session after the winter holidays. Although I have it, in principle, it was handed over.

-As I understand it, you don’t like learning, judging by your expression on your face, which changes every time we say for your studies?!

He smiled

-I can't endure. I am glad that the father will arrange later. Then I will sit somewhere and earn money. He says that now my job is to study, and then he will do everything.

-Yes, you have good there.

-I myself would be such as to really try to get a second education. I don't like what I get now. Understand?

I patted him on the shoulder.

-Do do not worry about this. Are you fond of something?

He looked up.

-No, I don't know. Like music. Watch movies. I have never thought about it without a concept.

-So you think about it for a start, and then you can decide what you want to do.

-You think?

-Try.

Suddenly my acquaintance abruptly stood up and asked:

-Listen, I have one of my stories here, I would give you to read it if you do not mind? Maybe you, then give someone to read. Current if not say that he is mine?

-To.

-I in an instant.

My friend rushed home, and I got up with a cold bench. The guys who stood opposite could no longer withstand the cold wind and began to gather. Even the old man, no longer played on his accordion. I did not see when he left. While we were talking, I did not even pay attention to how it got dark on the street.

After standing a little more, I took out the phone and turned it on. I had twenty -six missed, and they are all from work.

The guy came up to me with a slow step, and, chewing, muttered:

-What look

He took out a notebook from a cat in which the edges were bent and a British flag was drawn on the covers.

-Ons called "traveler." Read it.

I picked up, and my heart pounded so much, for a moment it became so hard for me. I could not breathe.

-I ate found him now. And even mom and sister arrived, although they should have been tomorrow. Everyone is sitting at the table now, where my things are. Yes, and grandfather plays on his stupid button accordion. In general, now everyone is waiting for me there.

-Bayan, for sure. I remembered.

I looked down.

-Okay, I'll go then. And then I see here you are already waiting for you. Just promise that you will return my story to me.

While I turned to look back, he went towards the house. Approaching my wife and daughter, I kissed her and hugged her tightly.

-Dar, I am now.

I ran around the mud for a guy who had not yet had time to disappear from sight.

-St. Wait.

He stopped and looked at me.

-I read the story, but only you will do something for me!

-What?

-It, that you will ride a grandparents to your grandparents, while you can walk. Tell dad you love him. I know that to whom, but it is the most difficult to say to him, but promise me.

-I don't understand you, well, okay.

-The girl’s player is better now deleted her number, you will soon meet that.

I turned around and looked at my family and waved it.

-We, dad, what will be better if you study where you want. The main thing is to find the lesson that you would like to do. Take the documents now, so that your studies later, it was not time spent in vain.

-You think?

-Sure. The main thing is to know that you need to spend as much time as possible with your family. So, because of my, at first glance, excellent work, I rarely see my family.

-Pasibo for the advice.

-And you quit smoking. You do not like this smell, do not deceive yourself.

-Sure?

He smiled, laughed and left.

I went to my wife and said, I love her.

-Who is this guy? And what is this notebook? She asked her finger at him

I smiled.

-This is my story. You believe or not, but I just talked with me eighteen years.