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"Zhenya plus Zhenya"

Once upon a time there was a girl, Zhenya... Does this beginning remind you of anything? Yes Yes! The famous and wonderful fairy tale “Tsvetik-Semitsvetik” begins in almost the same way.

In fact, everything starts differently... The girl named Zhenya was eighteen. There were literally a few days left until school graduation. She didn’t expect anything special from the holiday, but she was going to participate (attend) in it. The dress was already prepared. Shoes too.

When graduation day arrived, Zhenya even changed her mind about going where she had planned. But her friend Katya “tuned” her to her previous plans. Zhenya was surprised that for the first time (in her entire life) she was not late for the event. She arrived at it in a second and couldn’t believe her watch!

Her reward for such a “feat” was meeting the guy of her dreams, who, by the way, was also Zhenya’s namesake.

Zhenya and Zhenya dated for nine years. But on the tenth day they decided to get married. We decided and did it! Then we went to Honeymoon, to Turkey. In such a romantic period, they also did not leave themselves without “humor”….

They went for a massage. They carried out this pleasant procedure in the same room, but different people. Since the massage therapists spoke little Russian, the atmosphere was already special. Of course, the specialist massage therapists were interested to know the names of their “guests”. The one who massaged Zhenya asked her name. The second masseuse found out the name of Zhenya’s husband. Apparently, the massage therapists really liked the coincidence of names. And they made one big joke out of it... They started calling Zhenya on purpose so that he and she would turn around, react and flinch. It looked funny!

"The Long-Awaited Boat of Love"

The girl Galya received her education at a private and prestigious higher education educational institution. The years passed very quickly for her. In the third year they picked up running because Galochka met her true love. Her aunt bought her a two-room apartment in a good area, and Sasha (her boyfriend) renovated it. They lived peacefully and happily. The only thing that Galya took a long time to get used to was Sasha’s long business trips. He is a sailor. Galya did not see him for four months. The guy came for a week or two and left again. And Galya was bored and waited, waited and missed...

She was more bored and sad because Sanya was against dogs and cats, and Gala was lonely waiting for his return. And then a classmate of a girl turned up who needed an apartment (a room in it). They began to live together, although Sasha was against such living.

Tatyana (Gali’s classmate) changed her life like no one else. This quiet woman who believed in God took Sasha away from Gali. What the girl experienced is known only to her. But a little time passed, and Sasha returned to his beloved. He begged her for forgiveness, because he realized his “harsh” mistake. And Galyunya forgave... Forgave, but did not forget. And he is unlikely to forget. Just like what he told her on that very day of his return: “She was very similar to you. Your main difference is that you were not homely, but Tanya has always been like that. I’m leaving somewhere - I’m calm, I’m not worried that she’ll run away from me somewhere. You are another matter! But I realized that you are the best and I don’t want to lose you.”

Tanya left the lovers' life. Things started to look up. Now Galka is waiting not only for a boat of love with the owner of her heart, but also for their wedding day. It has already been set and no one is going to change the date.

This life story teaches us that real love never dies, that there are no obstacles in true love.

“New Year’s breakup is the beginning of new love”

Vitaly and Maria fell in love so much that they were already planning to get married. Vitaly gave Masha a ring, confessed his love a thousand times... At first everything was as great as in the movies. But soon the “weather of relationships” began to deteriorate. AND New Year the couple celebrated no longer together... Vitalya called the girl and said the following: “You are very cool! Thank you for everything. I felt incredibly good with you, but we are forced to part. It will be better not only for me, but also for you, believe me! I'll call again." Tears flowed from the girl’s eyes in streams, her lips, hands and cheeks trembled. Her lover hung up... Her beloved left her forever, trampling her love... This happened almost at midnight on New Year's Day...

Maria threw herself on the pillow and continued to cry. She would have been glad to stop, but nothing worked for her. The body did not want to listen to her. She thought: "This is the first New Year's celebration, which I am destined to meet in complete solitude and with such deep trauma....” But the guy who lived in the next entrance “created” a different turn of events for her. What did he do that was so unearthly? He just called and invited her to celebrate a magical holiday. The girl denied it for a long time. It was hard for her to speak (tears got in the way). But the friend “defeated” Maria! She gave up. She got ready, put on her makeup, took a bottle of delicious wine, a bag of delicious sweets, and ran to Andrey (that was the name of her friend - the savior).

A friend introduced her to another friend of his. Who, a few hours later, became her boyfriend. That's how it happens! Andryukha, like the rest of the guests, got very drunk and went to bed. And Maria and Sergei (Andrey’s friend) stayed talking in the kitchen. They didn’t even notice how they met the dawn. And none of the guests believed that nothing but conversations happened between them.

When it was time to go home, Seryozha wrote his mobile number on a crumpled piece of newspaper. Masha did not answer in kind. She promised that she would call. Maybe someone won’t believe it, but she kept her promise a few days later, when the New Year’s bustle had calmed down a little.

When was the next date between Masha and Seryozhka... The first phrase the guy said was: “if you lose something dear, you will definitely find something better!”

Seryozha helped Masha forget the man who brought her millions of suffering. They immediately understood that they loved each other, but were afraid to admit it to themselves...

Continuation. . .

She changed and changed herself because she had a beautiful rival. But he wasn't attracted to the bleached earth-toned hair, the new lip circumference, or the stupid blue contacts. And he worried her as before.

Yes it was lucky chance when her heel broke. Stas did not leave the girl in trouble. He called her a taxi, although Lena lived a five-minute walk from the house. All she could achieve was his mocking phrase in the smoking room, “It’s sickening to watch!” Enough! Time to destroy everything connected with Stas, his former life, and in general, with the earth. She watched them burn personal diaries, and dreamed: it would be nice to get off the ground like this, or at least become a flight attendant... At least, she vowed to herself not to regret him for a minute and to never be a blonde again. Let it be Tanya.

Her new life started off badly. The airline refused her. The verdict was cruel: “Your appearance is not photogenic, your lips are thick, your hair is dull, your English leaves much to be desired, not to mention French, and you don’t speak Spanish...” At home, something dawned on her. "And that's all?" This means that you just need to learn Spanish and improve your English... This means that full lips are no longer needed! So much effort to change yourself! Nothing, everything will be different for the sake of another goal: the airline.

And she became a brunette. She was inspired by her own successes. She did them in order to become a flight attendant, and she did not want to go to earth. She became a highly qualified specialist and a respected face of the company. She knew several languages, several exact sciences, Business Etiquette, the culture of the countries of the world, medicine and continued to improve. She listened with irony to happy stories about love, and did not remember her Stas. Moreover, I no longer hoped to see him face to face, and even in flight.

Still the same couple: Stas and Tanya, they have a tourist package. Lena fulfilled her duties. Her pleasant voice sounded in the salon. She greeted passengers in Russian, and then in two more languages. She answered the anxious questions of some Spaniard and a minute later was communicating with a French family. She was extremely attentive and polite with everyone. However, she had no time to think about continuing her romantic story on the plane. We need to bring some refreshments, and there was someone’s baby crying...

In the darkness of the salon, the blonde had been sleeping for a long time, and his eyes burned tirelessly. He met her gaze. It's strange that she still cares about him. The look stirred her senses and she turned to leave. He couldn't speak. Stas raised his palm to the foggy porthole, where the letters “F”, “D”, “I” were displayed, and then carefully erased them in front of him. A wave of joy washed over her. Landing was approaching.

Have you heard the tale of the Crane and the Heron? We can say that this story was copied from us. When one wanted, the other refused, and vice versa...

Real life story

“Okay, see you tomorrow,” I said into the phone to end the conversation, which lasted more than two hours.

One would think that we're talking about about a meeting. Moreover, in a place well known to both of us. But that was not the case. We were just agreeing on... the next call. And everything looked exactly the same for several months. Then I called Polina for the first time in the last four years. And I pretended that I was just calling to see how she was doing, but in reality I wanted to renew the relationship.

I met her shortly before graduating from school. We were both in relationships at the time, but there was a real spark between us. However, only a month after we met, we separated from our partners. However, we were in no hurry to get closer. Because on the one hand we were attracted to something in each other, but on the other hand, something constantly got in the way. It was as if we were afraid that our relationship would be dangerous. Eventually, after a year of mutual exploration of each other, we became a couple. And if before that time our relationship developed very slowly, then since we got together everything has started to spin at a very fast pace. A period of strong mutual attraction and dizzying emotions began. We felt like we couldn't exist without each other. And then... we broke up.

Without any clarification. Simply, one fine day we did not agree on the next meeting. And then neither of us called the other for a week, expecting this action from the other side. At some point I even wanted to do it... But then I was young and green, and didn’t think of doing it - I just took offense at Polina for giving up on ours so easily reverent relationship. So I decided that it was not worth imposing on her. I knew that I was thinking and acting stupidly. But then I could not calmly analyze what happened. Only after some time did I begin to really understand the situation. Gradually I realized the stupidity of my action.

I think we both felt like we were a good fit for each other and we just started to fear what might happen next to ours.” great love" We were very young, we wanted to get a lot of experience in love affairs, and most importantly, we felt unprepared for a serious, stable relationship. Most likely, we both wanted to “freeze” our love for several years, and “unfreeze” it one day, at one fine moment, when we feel that we are ripe for it. But, unfortunately, it didn’t work out that way. After breaking up, we didn’t completely lose touch - we had many mutual friends, we went to the same places. So from time to time we bumped into each other, and these were not the best moments.

I don’t know why, but each of us considered it our duty to send the other a caustic, sarcastic remark, as if accusing him of what had happened. I even decided to do something about it and offered to meet to discuss “complaints and grievances.” Polina agreed, but... did not come to the appointed place. And when we met by chance, two months later, she began to stupidly explain why she then made me stand pointlessly in the wind, and then did not even call. Then she again asked me for a meeting, but again she did not show up.

The beginning of a new life...

From then on, I began to consciously avoid places where I could accidentally meet her. So we haven't seen each other for several years. I heard some rumors about Polina - I heard that she was dating someone, that she left the country for a year, but then returned and started living with her parents again. I tried not to pay attention to this information and live own life. I had two novels that seemed quite serious, but in the end nothing came of them. And then I thought: I’ll talk to Polina. I couldn’t imagine what went through my head then! Although no, I know. I missed her... I really, really missed her...

She was surprised by my phone call, but also delighted. We talked then for several hours. Exactly the same the next day. And the next one. It's hard to say what we discussed for so long. In general, everything is about a little and a little about everything. There was only one topic we tried to avoid. This topic was ourselves...

It looked as if, despite the years that had passed, we were afraid to be honest. However, one fine day Polina said:

– Listen, maybe we can finally decide on something?

“No, thank you,” I answered immediately. “I don’t want to disappoint you again.”

There was silence on the line.

“If you are afraid that I will not come, then you can come to me,” she finally said.

“Yeah, and you’ll tell your parents to kick me out,” I snorted.

- Rostik, stop it! — Polina began to get nervous. “Everything was so good, and you’re ruining everything again.”

- Again! – I was seriously indignant. - Or maybe you can tell me what I did?

– Most likely something you can’t do. You won't call me for several months.

“But you will call me every day,” I imitated her voice.

– Don’t turn things upside down! – Polina shouted, and I sighed heavily.

“I don’t want to be left with nothing again.” If you want to see me, then come to me yourself,” I told her. – I’ll wait for you in the evening at eight o’clock. I hope you come...

“Whatever,” Polina hung up.

New circumstances...

For the first time since we started calling each other, we had to say goodbye in anger. And most importantly, now I had no idea whether she would call me again or come to me? Polina’s words could be interpreted as either an agreement to come or a refusal. However, I was waiting for her. I cleaned my studio apartment, which I didn’t do very often. I cooked dinner, bought wine and flowers. And he finished reading the story: "". Every minute of waiting made me even more nervous. I even wanted to give up my rude behavior and intransigence regarding the meeting.

At fifteen minutes past eight I began to wonder whether I should go to Polina? I didn’t go only because she could have come to me at any moment and we would have missed each other. At nine o'clock I gave up hope. I angrily started dialing her number to tell her everything I thought about her. But he didn’t finish the job and pressed “End”. Then I wanted to call again, but I thought to myself that she might view this call as a sign of my weakness. I didn’t want Polina to know how worried I was about her not coming, and how painfully her indifference hurt me. I decided to spare her such pleasure.

I went to bed only at 12 o’clock at night, but I couldn’t sleep for a long time because I kept thinking about this situation. On average, I changed my point of view every five minutes. At first I thought that only I was to blame, because if I had not been stubborn like a donkey and came to her, then our relationship would have improved and we would have been happy. After a while, I began to reproach myself for such naive thoughts. After all, she would have kicked me out anyway! And the more I thought that way, the more I believed it. When I was almost asleep... the intercom rang.

At first I thought it was some kind of mistake or a joke. But the intercom kept ringing persistently. Then I had to stand up and answer:

- Two o'clock in the morning! – he barked angrily into the phone.

I don't even have to say how surprised I was. And how! With a trembling hand, I pressed the button to open the door to the entrance. What will be next?

After a long two minutes I heard the call. He opened the door... and saw Polina sitting in wheelchair accompanied by two orderlies. She had a cast on her right leg and right hand. Before I could ask what happened, one of the men said:

– The girl discharged herself at will and insisted that we bring her here. Her entire future life apparently depends on this.

I didn't ask anything else. The orderlies helped Polina sit on the large sofa in the living room and quickly left. I sat down opposite her and looked at her in surprise for a whole minute.

There was complete silence in the room.

“I’m glad you came,” I said, and Polina smiled.

“I always wanted to come,” she answered. – Do you remember the first time we agreed to meet, but I didn’t show up? Then my grandmother died. The second time my dad had a heart attack. It seems incredible, but it's still true. As if someone didn't want us...

“But now, I see, you didn’t pay attention to the obstacles,” I smiled.

“It happened a week ago,” Polina pointed to the plaster. – Slipped on the icy sidewalk. I thought we'd meet when I got better... but I thought I just needed to make a little effort. I was worried about you...
I didn't answer and just kissed her.

This love story is completely real. It all started back in the 90s, or rather, in 1991, when the USSR collapsed and everything went topsy-turvy. My beautiful girlfriend Rimma and I were then studying at the philological faculty of the university and, of course, were in search of worthy husbands and great love. Rimma dreamed of a Viking with an Onassis bank account, and my demands were, frankly, a little more modest. And so, at one of the student parties, my friend meets Misha, a poor graduate student at one of the Leningrad universities, whose appearance is only slightly better than Denis de Vito. Of course, Mikhail fell madly in love with the tall and stately Rimma. As you yourself understand, she did not want to reciprocate his feelings then. 2 years have passed. Misha has already firmly entered Rimmina’s life and has become an integral part of it. As a friend, of course. He was affectionate, helpful and generous, because, having opened his own computer company, he began to earn good money. Which couldn’t help but captivate Rimma. In 1993, late autumn, the guys played a wedding. 1998 came, the crisis. Misha's company went bankrupt, and he decided to immigrate to Israel. He really had no other choice. And then Rimma categorically stated that she would not go anywhere with him and would stay at home. Maybe she had someone else, I don’t know, at that time we were no longer so close. The great love ended and they divorced. And after Mishka left, they stopped communicating altogether.

Another two years passed, and I also immigrated to Israel. What a shock I had when in the supermarket I met Rimma, proudly walking arm in arm with Mikhail! It turned out that she came to Israel a year ago and, as befits a decent Jewish woman, she went with Mishka under the chuppah, this is a Jewish wedding ceremony. So, beautiful story love repeated. Everything was going well until Rimma fell in love with some local rich man. She abruptly broke up with Mikhail, filed an official divorce from him, and Misha, tearing out the hair on his already balding head, headed off to New York. Rimma got married, started another love story, and again she forgot me. This was in 2004.

Another six years passed. Our days. Before the new year, 2011, I received a Skype call. You understand who I see there. Two faces shining with happiness, Rimkin and Mishkin, and... two adorable kids. It turns out that the beautiful love story was continued in 2008. Rimma left everything and went for Misha, realizing that she could not live without him. Now they are together, hopefully forever. They promised to come to Israel with their children for New Year 2012. I am waiting. This is how she is, faithful, long and great love. Be jealous with me!

My story is very interesting. I'm with kindergarten was in love with Timur. He's cute and kind. I even went to school for him ahead of schedule went. We studied, and my love grew and strengthened, but Tima had no reciprocal feelings for me. Girls were constantly hovering around him, he took advantage of this, flirted with them, but did not pay attention to me. I was constantly jealous and cried, but could not admit my feelings. Our school consists of 9 classes. I lived in a small village, and then moved to the city with my parents. I entered medical college and lived a quiet, peaceful life. When I finished my first year, then in May I was sent to practice in the area where I lived before. But I wasn’t sent there alone... When I got to my native village by minibus, I sat next to Timur. He became more mature and handsome. These thoughts made me blush. I still loved him! He noticed me and smiled. Then he sat down and started asking me about life. I told him and asked about his life. It turned out that he lives in the city where I live and studies at the medical college where I study. He is the second student sent to our regional hospital. During the conversation, I admitted that I love him very much. And he told me that he loved me... Then a kiss, long and sweet. We didn’t pay attention to the people in the minibus, but drowned in a sea of ​​tenderness.
We are still studying together and we are going to become great doctors.