Of modern and true love // О современной и настоящей любви
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Alexander Salva was born in 1981 in Yakutsk in the family of an engineer and an economist.
He graduated from the Faculty of Economics of P. G. Demidov Yaroslavl State University and the Faculty of Law of the Higher School of Economics, Moscow. He defended his thesis on economics at National Research University of Electronic Technology (MIET). He has been working in various branches. At present the author is engaged into business, married, has two daughters. Likes poetry, music and swimming.
The novel «Of modern and true love» is his first printed publication.
* * *Александр Сальва родился в 1981 году в г. Якутске в семье инженера и экономиста. Закончил экономический факультет ЯрГУ им. П. Г. Демидова и факультет права ГУ ВШЭ г. Москвы. Защитил диссертацию по экономике в МИЭТ. Работал в различных областях.
В настоящее время занимается бизнесом, женат, воспитывает двух дочерей. Увлекается поэзией, музыкой и плаванием. Роман «О современной и настоящей любви» является его первым печатным изданием.
Novel in verse
Of modern and true love
While we were studying our classes,Inspired by the books of love,And clearly seeing all life’s dullness,While having left our years behind.And then without any noticeAmong the daily fuss and stirThis event suddenly arose,Of which you further will be told.Please meet my heroes: they are splendid,So beautiful in their youth,They still don't know even a bit,That it’s of them we tell the truth.I probably will start with the heroine:No, not in Moscow she was born,In countryside where she was living,Her early days had slowly gone.In dullness. Though her parents loved her,Praised every moment, all her stepsAnd they were saving for a dowry,For worthy life, as good as that.Days passing by, she became boredAmong her family and friends,And then she urgently resolvedTo flee from all these cloudy days.So, for her soul edificationAnd with the previous life at parting,Ahead, in hope and expectationShe rushed off to the non-native town.Where skyscrapers’rereflected in the puddles,Where are mercantile selfish creeps,Where girls are looking for a husband,Without any love to feel.Forgive me, oh, mysterious reader,Forgot the most important thing,It’s time to show her appearance,Describe our lovely heroine.She was a beauty, that’s for sureAnd there’s no need in any words,So tall, with hair to midshoulder,So brave, with tongue just like a sword.She did not like the others’ twittingAnd treasured kindness in the folkAnd name that destiny had givenTo her, had clear meaning «Hope».It seemed to Nadya there were plentyTroubles to find a chosen oneBut this impression was deceptive(I’ll tell you how it had begun)While in the capital, so heartless,Because of job that couldn’t be found,She, like a bird, so free and lovelyWas mixed with local party crowd.Where serenity is reigningAnd parties are until the dawnAt places, where for time-wasting,They want to meet someone unknown.In clubs for whole days she was drifting,And, tried to find the sense in this.As if her conscience woke from sleeping,Searched for acquaintance without risk,And with some profit. This occurred:These idle days came to an endShe found the support, to be sure,Due to her close and faithful friends.A job she suddenly was offeredAt Moscow company, one of allWhere they hired tag, rag and bobtailWhere chance for luck is quite a small.Nadezhda wasn’t upset: she startedWorking so hard all her days longAnd soon she saved for a new apartment,She entered into a certain loan.It seemed like nothing else was lackingWith such success that she had reached:The things went smoothly, coherently,All was perform without a hitch.And then one day in the park, just whereShe walked her way in the moonlightFeeling so fine, so bright and dared,Our hero chanced to catch her sight.With a friend he went on, laughing,Approaching closely Nadya’s dreamAnd suddenly, a little frightened,He saw his fortune in the gleams.And time stood still. The moment lasted,His could not turn away his eyes,From her. Time was so small for realizingThings that occurred as surprise.She smiled at him, her smile was dazzling.And, seeing him near on the path,Just once again she in amazementTurned to him, and he merged with crowd.This moment was when two hearts’ beatingWas heard in spite of vanity,To fall in love was meant this meetingTo overcome the calamity.Yes, that’s of course was love at first sight,About which the songs are sungAnd even if it’s so demanded,This gift is not for everyone.But let’s get back at our hero:With all the courage that he had,Having seen such a girl so near,He slowly followed all her steps.And having pulled right from his pocketThe banknote, he shouted out loud:«Wait, girl, here money you’ve dropped.That I occasionally have found».And Nadia, seeing that’s a jokeAnd thinking she could join the play.Said: «Well, here’s the money I have dropped,But where and how – I can’t tell…“Their hearts were beating so insane.They looked into each other’s face.And even a friend then went awayAnd left them standing at that place.They summer park was looking brightly,So let her soul in evening timeRest with the soul of him in silence,When lasts this dream with all its charm.Street lanterns were so brightly twinklingLeaves whispered something to the wind,And bird was marvelously singingAnd love inspired everything.So, they went on, and trees were dancing,And passers-by, casting down their eyes,Were so surprised, extremely jealousAbout the destiny’s surprise.All this didn’t matter. They didn’t care:About someone’s glimpse or other things,And Nadya suddenly rememberedThat hadn’t known the name of him.“Since we are barely acquainted,– She started talking openly, —And you up to curry favor,Please tell your name to me”Without stringency our heroSo simply turned to her and told:“My name is Dmitriy, or just Dima —If you prefer this name to call.”And they continued conversation,About everything in lifeThis moment had some queer sensation,In which they were entirely plunged.New day was dawning, they felt sorrow,The talk was ended, though it was timeFor him to see her off, the night was over,He couldn’t stand their first goodbye.«I have one place for you to show,All Moscow for this day belongsTo us, although this place isn’t known,This secret seems to be so close…»And then, without hesitation,Without telling empty words,Agreed this heavenly creation,And went with him along the road.They came to clean and tidy shore,And here meet the new day’s dawnThe Moscow-river slightly murmured,And lovers here were alone.Oh, Heaven! This indeed was lovely —To watch this action to beginWhen in the sky the sun was rising:Fight with the night it had to win.Sky in purple-colored dressing,And rays were spreading all around,The sun was shining and caressing,Touched everything that very night.Our hero, gathered all his strength,And having found the better minuteAll doubts gone, just like a wicked fate,He’s not afraid, no shame, no fear.He came so closely to herAnd gave his darling tender huggingAnd with his voice, so mannish, gentle, lowHe said her just three words: «I love you…»No answer. And she held her breath,Her soul was singing very loud:Such guys aren’t easy to be metThe better life isn’t easy to be found.She touched him with a pretty smile,Just as before, and none of them pretended,The fate indulged them for little while,This minute when the first kiss happened.They stood there just for little while,With joy in their eyes, so lovely and so happy,It was the time to say goodbye,They weren’t asleep of what had happenedTo them. Her home wasn’t near.They finally approached it, and thenFor the acquaintance to be clear,He took her contacts, then he went.And at parting at her doorway,For decent manner to be kept,Nadezhda said to her companionThe words he hardly could forget.Nadezhda:
“I want to tell that all was splendid,I thank our fortune for this chance,Such a great evening we’ve been spendingHope we’ll meet not only once.”That’s how our heroes parted,And Dmitriy, going silently away,Thought that their relations started,And life inevitably changed.Again I left without attentionMy story of the hero’s life,All his background informationThat our hero cannot hide.He lived in Moscow, studied thereHe got just all desired things,In family so loving and caringThere’s no impossible for himAnd since his early age was clearHis strong devotion to the scienceThe education he was given,So that he wouldn’t miss his chance.He was respectful to his parentsAnd once he reached his adult age,He started business, very heftyWith friends of his, whom he engaged.Creative services they offered,They worked all day and all night long,From nature sculpted their modelsAnd then they used these works to earn.They had the profitable orders,The money were the thickest piles,And when the place was overloaded,They found a house in countryside.So, while he had the certain talent,And also money for him to burn,He wished at last, as he was tellingTo raise the family of his own.His sporty image and his figure,And jogging in break of dawn,Weren’t bringing closer, as it figuredHis cherished dream. He stayed alone.So, meeting Nadia was a wonderIt woke all feeling now in him,He didn’t see above or underThe dating that new day would bring.All thoughts were captured by his Nadya,Her smile that seemed for him so bright,Like new and shining heavenly body,Beam of the only source of light.With such a thought his walk wasn’t hastingAnd finally reached his home as well,This day was great, it was not wasted,And with this thought asleep he fell.The daylight’s breaking through the curtainsThe beams of new, just started dayBut Dmitriy’s sleeping without noticeOf this, he still is far away.But then he heard his mobile buzzingIt woke him up from all sweet dreams.‘Well, who is calling here that nasty?’ —He thought at first, and then it seemed,It was his friend to whom last eveningHe talked when strolling in the park.And who arranged the sudden meeting,And disappeared in the dark.Friend:
‘Hi, buddy, was the evening merry?Come on; just tell what you can’t hide.Last evening, probably you married,I went away. You had your time.’Dmitriy:
‘What I can tell… Well, I can tell you nothingHere is true and simple thing:Who meets such girl is surely a lucky,Of such a chance one can just dream.Just understand, that she’s is the only,She stands apart from those chicks,With whom before, with time for burning,Success for us was guaranteed’.Friend:
‘My friend, you’re probably, in love,This look I clearly remember,These eyes, which glimpse is very shy,And which will follow her forever’.Dmitriy:
‘You know, illusion was unmeasured,Was nice to me, and I enjoyedEach moment of this greatest pleasure,Distinguishing her from them all.Well, all those minutes we were near,I still want them now to return,To look into her eyes, so dear,The greatest thing I ever learnt’.Friend:
‘It is unusual to hear,I am glad for you in anyway,The words of love are surely thrillingBut now what can be your plans?Perhaps I can be of some help?Though it is really unexpected,The night is now to be arrangedIn a romance that has just happened’.Dmitriy:
‘Oh, thank you, brother, for compassion,A friend’s shoulder is the greatest thingBut this will be my own action,While my own heart is filled with heat.All these thoughts – they are not foreign,To me, I don’t want to be too quick,It is rather needed to exploreWhat gift’s for her and where it can be picked?’Friend:
‘My friend, there’s no need to worry,You know I am keen on that:What gifts girls now are preferring,Which will be nice for them to get’.Dmitriy:
‘Today I’ll see her, it is the high timeFor you offer something, so come on,This is the matter, where is nothingLike trouble, help, it is your turn!’Friend:
‘I can go to some pet market,And take for you a high-bred puppy —Your gift will bring a lot of smiles,To make her face even more nice’.Dmitriy:
‘I think, it’s quite a good invention,While I get ready, and you’ll quitAnd, having skill in your possession,Just buy. I’ll come to terms with it’.Friend:
‘All right, then a little bit laterA lovely puppy I will bring,Just keep your mood and make it better:Her love is close as now it seems’.Hours going by, the minutes jumping,Still Dmitriy thinks about,Whether his present will be luckyWhat is the next event to come.And how to arrange the meeting,And having pulled his mobile phoneHe writes: ‘Meeting’s of great meaning!’So keeping the amorous tone.She is answering to him in time:I’ll be glad now just as thenTo meet with you again,I’m at home, waiting. Bye’.And now with the gift he’s dashingOur winged fellow straight to her,A puppy in his hands is nestling,As a friend and devoted poser.Nadezhda meets them, opens the door,Seeing a lovely living toy,She’s happy, she has got no more,Words, only tears of joy.Nadezhda:
‘I didn’t expect it, really, Dima,We met one day before, I see,That life became entirely different,He’ll be devoted guard for me’.Dmitriy:
‘And I suggest a celebrationIn the restaurant today we’ll go.Then visit is to river-boat stationWe’ll see all Moscow parks and shores.Nadezhda:
‘Of course, I am agreeing,I will be ready in a while,And if we come back in eveningFor me it surely will be fine’.On the water surfaceReflection of the stern is twinkling,And in the race, the wave is splitted,And joy, and consolation causesThe nature filled with better feelings.Now they are waiting for their orders.Which waiter brings right here – aboard,The landscapes, grand and unexplored,Like in a greenery, while they float.Dmitriy:
“Nadezhda, see, what I know nowAbout you it really not too muchWhile in the park we met somehow,Our fate exactly was as such.What hopes and plans you cherishedIn life before our meeting there,And had your heart been captured?What troubles were for you to care?”Nadezhda:
“My life went silently and worthy:Assiduous study, parents’ home,Then it became just somewhat boring,I found no place in it anymoreI went to Moscow for careerI found a job, plunged into it,I had no time for love arranging here,No time for friends, who finally quit.And you? What can you tell me now?Can you confess in love affairs, and which?The question is the same for you: tell, howMany girls you managed to bewitch?”Dmitriy:
“My story is so much resemblingYours, I duly studied, then I worked,And truly, at those time went datingCan’t tell you just what it was for.When I met you, it went unreal.How much time’s lost in emptiness,To look into your eyes is little,Is not enough for me, I guess.”Nadezhda:
“You aren’t alike all thoseTo whom I chanced to talk before?By this love’s trespass, I suppose,I have been caught, don’t know what for.Your openness is a caress for my soul,And I confess to you the thought of mine:I’ll follow you even when it’s coldNo matter where, and how and why.”While they discussed each other’s story,And gentle words of love they found,The dinner for them was being serving,From such a plenty their heads went round.For all these things were his arrangement,And this was for her surpriseSo let it be champagne and candles,Wine poured slowly in the glass.Dmitriy:
“I drink a toast to the splendid evening,Which is continued now, today,And after all, had this meetingI hope, just for the happiness’ sake.”Nadezhda:
“This moment the was really long-awaitedAnd now I agree with you againLet happiness of our be paintedWith love, for years, not in vain!”Onlookers go round, near and farThere’s so much envy in their eyes,As if this couple were the starsAnd each their movement was a surprise.But no! This is rarely to happen,When love in brought to us by fate,It’s pity for the ones, for sure:Who read this and… don’t understand.Dmitriy:
“And now along the park we’re swimming,The park where suddenly we’ve metIt’s like a mystery beginning:One thought and it’s in front of me.”Nadezhda:
“Look…place on the left shore, where,You took me then to see the sunrise…“Dmitriy:
“… Now if I only dare,Onboard I would repeat it twice.”They laugh, and they cannot viewWhere they’re so calmly floating,And Dmitriy thinks: “To tell the truthI’m sorry that our date was not appointedMuch earlier. „It’s high time they parted,The river boat stopped calmly in its quay,And everything ashore became so quiet,The only bell was ringing far away.Dmitriy:
“And now we have to part again,It’s hard to wait, and then to partThe things will be much easier, whenWe live together, we can start.”Nadezhda:
“You are so quick. I can’t agree,Let’s wait, though I don’t know how,Or you’ve resolved to marry me?So let’s go and register right now.”And so they go, and don’t concealThat theme is pleasant and so closeTo them, that their smiles revealAnd Dmitriy’s sadness somewhere is lost,Dmitriy:
“But you should think about it,Deception here can’t be traced,Let’s live together or you’ll thinkOf seeing the sunrise at my place.”From these words, Nadezhda stepped,She clung to him, feeling so fine:«Seems like I fell into your trap,We’ll meet the dawn at the place of mine”The light breeze goes around the room.The clock goes on with muffled sound,The touching picture, colorful cartoon,When sleeping in embrace their belts down.It is dawn, but they are sleeping sweetly.They don’t know time inevitably runs,They hear each other’ loud heart beating,Get rid of obstacles. And now it’s done.The Universe has lost its meaning,So peaceful and so calm they stay,So deep is their dream, that evenThe time is carrying them away.But suddenly something has fluttered,And from the table somewhere fell,Here woke up our lovely Nadya,Into the kitchen slowly went.And there the puppy larks around,It’s narrow place, where he’s confinedHe craves so much to play with someone,The tablecloth is torn to parts.She silences him, and gave him food,The special food for pets,And in her arms so gently took,And carried just right to her bed.Because of all these displacementsOur hero finally woke.He looks at them with much amazementBy their game he was involved.Dmitriy:
“What a funny boy! I like his temperSince my acquaintance with himWell, I presented you this playthingFor our pleasure, as it seems.”Nadezhda:
“You said it! He’s indeed a wowie,He needs a name now, I suppose,So clear-eyed is our puppy,Let’s call him simply: Hey, Barbos.”Dmitriy:
“Well, my consent for this is given,The puppy’s yours, the decision too.He crunches all and sundry here, —Give back my pants! He crumped them through.”Nadezhda:
“How quickly you got chummy, I shall sayIn you, perhaps, the master he can see,Just take a look! He’s laid, his ears fell,He does show such humbleness to me.”Dmitriy:
“Well, now I’ll go to my officeI’ll just see how the things are,It will be the concern of yoursTo care about this one so far.”Nadezhda:
“Well, it is weekend, you know that,Why do you need to rush somewhere?It sounds like after the night we had,You’re ready to forget me, you don’t care.”Dmitriy:
“What stupid thing you’re you saying!I’ll just complete the job, and then,Then I’ll return to hug my baby! ”Our hero’s running just like frenzied,With a silly smile for ear to ear,Today he was the number one,He dreams to see her, to be near.Doors, elevator, open stairways —The endless corridor he walks,The office is perfect, anyway,For creativity and work.The sculpture of Apollo is standing here,The drawings are on his desk,And Cupid here is looking from the picture,The draw-tube is in the case somehow pressed.He opens windows, he sits down.Looks through the papers, left unsorted,The easel, covered with the dust,Stands near the window, color-spotted.And in this heap, which was not so easy,Was only one layout that he took,He fastened it so tightly to the easel,And a sculpture was to change its look.His friend went into the door,They were acquainted from the students’ years,He startled instantly to talkAbout business and affairs.Colleague:
“You did not answer all last evening,You probably couldn’t hear us…”The customer was at the meetingIt was our order to.”Dmitriy:
“Well, yes, there was an urgent matter,Complete this order without meMy presence will not make it better,If we are speaking openly.”Colleague:
“The customer was so displeased,He craved to meet with you in person,We told him that you had decease,But finally he approved your cursive.”Dmitriy:
“So, everything’s alright, I guess,So now let me sort these drawings,For otherwise in the such messThey will be left without knowing.And tell me, why aren’t you at home?It’s weekend now, as you see,Or is it here the matters that go wrong,Then let’s solve it here, you and me.”Colleague:
“Oh no, it’s not that urgent,Nothing but accuracy is important,In sculpture, certain rules we should comply,For our customers know what they buy.”Dmitriy:
“Oh, there’s indeed no need to worry,I’ll talk to the customer myself,You’d take a look here at this color,Which in the drawing I’ve changed.”Colleague:
“Well, now it’s looking somewhat better,If yesterday right here you were,We’d finally resolved the matter,This morning we’d begin this work.”Dmitriy:
“Now there’s a challenge, important to meFor one girl I want to makeWhile my luck is where it should beКонец ознакомительного фрагмента.
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