🙂 Lowest bow to my constant readers! Gentlemen, many of you have observed the behavior of different people. For example, in transport, clinic, airport. Today for you two scenes from the life of passengers.
In the tram
Sitting comfortably at the tram window, I immersed myself in reading articles on my favorite website. Politics, history, nature, and here is something topical about life. The man wrote about divorces and the lack of rights of husbands, about the arbitrariness of women and their speculations on relationships with children.
The article was emotional, but well-reasoned. In a stream of comments, the men cited similar facts and scenes from life. The women were ominously silent. There was nothing to cover.
Looking out the window, I began to ponder the topic. I have always believed that a woman is responsible for family relationships. And not only women’s patience and understanding, but trust in all forms was of great importance here.
If a man and a woman decide to tie fate with each other, it means that they mutually believe that the wisest, kind, disinterested person is nearby. And if this is not, then there is no love. Over time, life will make its own adjustments to this rosy vision, shortcomings and problems in characters will appear.
And here understanding and patience come to the fore, but faith still remains the main one.
So I thought, sighing and looking out the window. Meanwhile, the tram drove up to the market, unloaded almost all the passengers. Old men and women, less often middle-aged women, loaded with market products, began to climb to the first platform – it was a weekday.
Way to each other
Here is a thin old woman and a short old man making their way through the cabin, trying to attach their bags. Granny managed to gain a foothold by clinging to the seat handle, and Grandpa could not reach the top rail in any way.
– Vasya, hold on to me! Hold on, I stand firmly, – asked the grandmother of his grandfather, but he kept trying to find support on his own.
“Don’t worry, Nina, I won’t fall,” he reassured his wife.
Finally, someone gave way, and grandfather Vasya began to seat grandmother Nina.
– No, it was conceded to you, thanks to the young man, but I stand firmly, – the grandmother disagreed.
The second place at the end of the salon also lost, everyone settled down and the tram started. I watched an elderly couple. Grandfather, attaching bags under his feet, kept looking around, worried about how Nina was sitting there.
She, too, looked uneasily at Vasya through the crowd of standing passengers. They were traveling in the same direction, in the same tram, and they felt separated.
The passenger next to the grandmother got up and headed for the exit.
– Vasya, Vasya, – she immediately fussed, – come to me there is a place now! But Vasya, apparently, did not hear well. But the fat lady, having heard about the vacant place, moved to take it.
– Vasya, – the grandmother immediately assessed the danger, despair was heard in her voice. She raised herself, trying to protect the place for Vasya with her fragile body. The lady darkened her face and took a deep breath.
– I’m going, Ning, I’m going, – finally heard Vasya, and awkwardly began to make his way with bags to the guarded place. The fat lady exhaled and went to the place that was vacated by her grandfather. The elderly couple reunited, sighing and smiling quietly at each other. They were together and nothing threatened them.
Conclusion
Surprisingly, I have not yet formulated the problem for myself, but life is already giving the answer. Marriage is the path of two in the same direction and at the same time to each other. Love is not a fact, but a state of a living soul.
And in their life, like in any other, there was everything, but they walked this path together and to each other, loving and trusting. There cannot be the same recommendations for all. They are now and at all times for each married couple their own, suffered through life.
In the underground
Surprisingly, in the Moscow flow of passengers there are young people who are still so well and old-fashioned brought up. The guy and the girl were vividly discussing something when I entered the crowded subway car.
– Sit down, please, – the young man mechanically gave way, noticing the middle-aged lady.
A girl got up after him and they “hovered” over me, holding on to the upper handrail. This is “sit down” as a greeting from childhood, when not all, but the majority of the population of Moscow lived with faith in ideals and a better future.
Young people continued to communicate, and I gratefully looked at them. A lot of unresolved problems were spinning in my head. I drove to an interview at a new place of work, the journey to which took about two hours.
Circumstances forced me to leave my old job. It was necessary to choose between “difficult” and “impossible”, life again took a sharp turn.
And then this look into the past suddenly highlighted everything up to the happy years of knowing the world. The train flew out of the tunnel and hovered over the Moskva River. Sparrow Hills shone with rare snow this year, and at dusk the New Year’s lights were already starting to light up.
Moscow was preparing for the holidays. In the pavilion of the station, in glass showcases, mannequins in some fantastic outfits were displayed.
– Exhibition of costumes for a musical, – the girl chirped over me, addressing the young man, and they began to discuss costumes, musicals, concerts.
“Look, Luzhniki is already quite ready,” the young man already noticed.
– How beautiful, – the girl admired.
“They are right, these children are absolutely right: there are so many interesting and beautiful things in life. And there have always been difficulties, but without optimism and joy it is impossible to overcome them, – I thought, and made a guess, – if they get off at the Universitet station, I will change jobs and go on this line. “
Yes, it is, headed for the exit. “Happy and long years of life to you guys” – I mentally admonished them and sighed with relief. I have made a decision. “
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