PEOPLE

by Volha BABAİKA 

People… Diversity….

There are different frames of mind. There are different books that lie on a small bedside table. There are different mornings, days and evenings. There are different breloques on the bunch of keys. There are different trifles that have a sense only for the concrete man.

One person notices the specific sound of rustling refrigerator; another one adores drawing abstract lines on the mirror that is fogged up after taking shower. One person greets neighbors all the time; another one pretends that he never knew them.

You could scorch your tongue because of the hot coffee this morning.  I could taste the crust of the bread which was just bought this morning. Your close friend could just oversleep this morning. My friend could have a flight to America this morning and appear in yesterday because of a difference in time.

We have absolutely different dreams, we feel concrete different senses.

Such difference makes all people closer in the interest of appreciation each other and sharing something. Stay different - is our natural ability to be unique and not outsider, to be in the harmony with ourselves and to feel the support from other people, to feel belonging. 

People… Inspiration…

Variety of smells, tastes, colors. Variety of shapes and sizes… A man possesses all of it.

Do you remember that wonderful material – plasticine? When we were in the kindergarten we used to make some figurines from it. We modeled our imagination, our thoughts and our feelings on that moment. That plasticine was soft, multicolored and elastic.

Don’t you think that this plasticine from our childhood has stayed with us till now? Don’t you think that it will stay with us forever? Instead of plasticine as a material I mean our non-stop desire and ability to create something. Just consider this: we are still making some figurines every day, we are still trying to model our lives, our friends, our places where we live.

Moreover, we model ourselves as well. A man has power. Sometimes the power of his/her thought is enough for changing or creating something. That’s why I have mentioned this comparison between our childhood and adulthood, between the plasticine and our eternal aspiration to move ahead, to model the life and to construct our own world.

People are inspiration. People are inspired and inspire at the same time.

People... Love…

Everything rests on love.

The love hasn't something in common with relations, the love is a condition.

Love is that feeling which is better marked in small details, little things.

Sometimes fleeting hugs are better than long kiss. Sometimes to keep silent is better than to speak loudly. Sometimes just to be able to fall asleep quietly with somebody is more important than to have fun. Sometimes is vital not just to listen but to hear.

Love it’s a virtue. It’s endless motivation to bring kindness, to avoid desperation.

We feel so good when we just know that could inspire somebody, that we are all different but so similar.

We are extremely close and incredibly similar in the case of love…