Thursday, March 5, 2009

Narrative


LOVE STORY

She was late again.
God
, how many chores do I need to accomplish today? All day is not sufficient to get all works done.She was in deep thought on her way to the school. And it can be seen, is always just a glimpse, as she always hurry. She had to work in the theater as an assistant director and go to school. The theater itself was her favorite place to be even she was not playing Juliet or Desdemona.Although she turned to be 19 in this chilly winter and some believed that she lacked of abilities to carry on her duty, she managed her assigned tasks pretty well. Some mistakenly assumed that her successful career at the theater might be a result of hard work at art school. But, she was majoring at engineering, by the way, she was very proud of her future profession. Who were acting at the stage of this small theater were mere amateurs and non-professional actors, but this fact does not change anything? Of course not .... Her life consisted of school-work-stage. Overloaded by her chores and school matters, she did not give any avowal of burst of affections.

She said cheerfully to herself«I have to go to the bookstore and buy a book to my mom and that will please mom» She loved her family. And Her beloved ones adored her in return. It is imposible not to love her . She was like an angel caring for other people at expense of her own. Moreover, it is hard to find a girl with such a great characteristics, such as kindness, sensitiveness and complete responsibility. By the way , her name was Umida which means «hope» in the local language.

Plunged in deep thoughts she went to the bookstore and bought new bestseller narrating about the life in the farm. She was sure her mom would be thankful for this gift. She came home, put the book on her desk and started getting prepared for the mid-term exam. After reading some notes from her notebook, she fell asleep.

As usual she was in a hurry to her school and on the street she was distracted by touching fragrance. This fragrance was passing out of a guy who also was running towards the bus stop. The smell made Umida feel like she was on the fresh grass in the forest, after the summer rain. She went on fantasizing herself in this situation and she was exalted by the idea of being a queen of the such a wonderful place. When she suddenly came to the reality, she looked for that mysterious guy, she did not know who it was and she saw his back while the guy was taking on the bus.

She forced herself to forget about the guy and rushed to the class.But a strange feeling did not leave her all day, she could not forget the smell of the woods ... the grass ... summer rain. When the day was finally over, Umida went to the dressing room for the jacket. Immersion in these thoughts she reached the wardrobe, gave a her wardrobe number to lovely woman and was waiting when she would bring a jacket.
Thought it distracted from the pain to a familiar smell, which never left her during the day. Before she saw a man's jacket, a big, so it smelled so strange.
- This is not m
ine - said Umida to woman - give me my jacket Please!
- With this number and hung this jacket, do not know anything, then wait until the evening
said woman, suddenly the owner of the jacket to declare, and then suddenly look at him your jacket.Oh no, why it happened now, I am certainly glad that I can see the owner of this strange smell, but not today, so many cases to do!But nothing remains as to sit on the bench and wait, wait, in whose smell she fell in love, and calmly inhaled this wonderful aroma.
she Had to wait quite a long time, and without her jacket there was cool in the cloakroom, the girl had to put on jacket that was.

Somewhere through the half hour, through a dream she heard a pleasant male voice
- Girl, you do not mind if I Put a jacket
on? And then for me, yours obviously small, and I do not like pink - said the young man.

- Yes, of course - said Umida, awaken

- In the wardrobe by mistake they gave me your jacket.
As long as they share their jackets, the girl was able to examine a young man. He was very handsome.
Black eyes, it is to blend the background of black hair. And the figure was beautiful, maybe his a sportsman, she thought.
- Well, let us go? - Said the young man, - or
are you goint to sleep here? And then smiled.O my God, this is the smile , I fell in love. Absolutely fell in love in a stranger who saw it the first time in their lives. Fallen in love with the smell of ... eyes ... and just a smile.Yes, these thoughts were not typical of Umida. Yes and no when she was not so happy, even when our football team won from the Dutch.

- In the street is already dark, can I escort you ?

- Still smiling at the young man asked.
- I do not mind, I still have not had time today so that
I can go home - a little shame Umida said.
- By the way, my name is
Aziz - said the young man.
- Umida - said the girl .
And young people do not deliberately go ... go forward ... together. A Umida probably the first time in the last few years, forget about all the work, and even theater. She understood that it may give place to the heart for love, nor friends, nor family, but for love of women to men.

And they met .... ... Friends. Love one another .... And went into the forest in summer, because both love the smell of summer and the forest.
And if not for this ridiculous coincidence with the jacket, who knows, maybe they would not have met ...
Yes, coincidence is not accidental
:)