True love doesn't have a happy ending. True love never ends
The best friend is mom. She never envyes, does not wish bad things. And love and pride for her child sparkles in her eyes!
Love is when you want to take a person not into your bed, but into your life.
Love is like chocolate. First "Bounty" - a heavenly delight, then "Twix" - 2 sticks... And then - "Kinder Surprise"
Everyone dreams of their own - Get enough sleep... Grow up... Find love... Start a family... Relax... Become famous... A lot of money... How many times throughout our lives have we changed our dreams... And in the end - we all dream of being simply happy!!!
Love never dies if it's true
I will give my loyalty to my husband, love to my son, beauty to my daughter, and respect to our parents.
First love is not what
was the first one, this is the onelove we are more into
invested themselves in total,
your soul.
You know, it happens that it’s not love or friendship, but you want, you really want to communicate with this person. And when you catch yourself thinking “I miss him”, a negative reaction is sharply triggered: “how? How can you miss a person if he is no one to you?” Yes, no one, but it seems so close that it’s embarrassing to admit.
Have you noticed how quickly we have grown up? How did relationships cease to be the first, how did phones become filled with other people’s names, how did mothers stop scolding you when you went out for a long time? How can we joke without blushing? We learned what death is, what it means to lose, forget, throw away, leave behind and lock the door. On VKontakte, everyone is no longer “everything is complicated,” no longer closed friends. I had to admit that everything was either simple or not at all, and there was no point in portraying drama. Now you need to be responsible for your actions and make decisions. You wait for phone calls less and less often, you turn off your phone more often, and you become more and more accustomed to being disappointed in people. Now someone already has their own children. It's getting harder and harder to enjoy the sun. And it’s easier to hate rain, because it ruins everything, gets dirty. Summer is not “no school”, but our native land, mountains, sea. So many appeared interesting words: university, exams, session, stress, diet, love, use, forget... but they got boring so quickly. Sincerity was lost somewhere.
They didn't notice... no one noticed.
"True love never ends in marriage." This is Bunin. What then? Loop or dreams. That is, nothing. Oblivion, finite or toy, is given as a panacea for misfortune. Is it really impossible to be happy in love?
Mom came into the room and began to say something about the weather. It's been raining for the fifth day in a row, my joints are swollen, the nerve in my leg has turned into a fiery boil, and when, when, when will all this end?
“Why does mom have such a calm voice? - thought Perukaryev. – Maybe pain is also a dream into which you fall, like into a trench? And on top there is shrapnel and tanks. Holes-holes-holes, death and horror. And you are in a trench, waiting it out and complaining about fate. Safe. You can whine, but they won’t kill you.”
Your face is like that of a sick person. Didn't sleep well again, son?
Perukaryev is 52 years old. Mom is 76. My father lives in the next room, he is 75, he has ruined himself with endless depression. The only exits from the room are to the kitchen and toilet. The father has yellow arms that hang from his shoulders like dry branches. He tucks his hands to his stomach, as if he’s afraid to crap himself. The eyes are always frightened, the voice of a dying man and the suffixes “ochk”, “echk” during a conversation that looks like a dying will. “Ninochka, give me something to eat,” “Don’t be angry, please give me some pills for constipation.” If the mother herself screws the light bulb into the chandelier, the father looks down for a long time, then, as if coming to his senses, whines: “You know, Ninochka, I don’t have the strength to do anything,” and, pecking his head like a chicken, disappears into his room.
Perukaryev has lived separately from his parents for the last twelve years, in his wife’s apartment. They had a ten-year-old daughter, a cat, a hamster and fish in an aquarium. After Perukaryev was injured in a car and became disabled in a wheelchair, his wife divorced him and sent him to her parents. “They will look after you there, but I need to raise my daughter.” Logical. And we’ll bury our previous life in a grave and sprinkle it with fresh sand.
How does true love end?
Loop or dreams?
And suddenly at night Perukaryev returned to school. In a dream. He was told that he had to pass one subject. Take the course and pass. Without this there is no way, like blood before an operation or a passport for registration. Perukaryev never protested against demands, even the most idiotic ones. He is 52 years old, what school and what the hell subject? But he didn't protest.
I came to class, sat down at the first desk, and laid out my notebook. The teacher is at the blackboard, writing something with chalk and talking and talking. Board green, they had brown materials at school, and now they have new materials. “Galvanized steel with anti-reflective polyester coating” - this is what he read on the Internet. South Korea, maid in...
Young teacher, about twenty-five, neat black dress, little figure, legs shining with rays, brown eyes, like a sad little devil - well, in a still water and so on.
She finished tapping the chalk and looked questioningly at Perukaryev:
Why aren't you writing?
He was silent. Happy and helpless. As in childhood, as if they were caught stealing candy, caught, but won’t kill, because they love, love, love...
Why don't you write? (And this is her signature: “Well, huh?” - and her eyes burn with brown coals. They burn somewhere inside.)
In the place of the teacher stood Rita-Margarita. Classmate. Perukaryev didn’t even get up, but why?
I can't see well. I don't have time.
She walked over and sat down at his desk, on the chair next to him. She pulled his notebook towards her, bent down and began to write. Serious and responsible.
Was the class empty, or was there no one there? Perukaryev was silent, suffering from mild tetanus, and Rita-Margarita scribbled and scribbled in her notebook.
After a few seconds, Perukaryev became helpless, like a puppy. He suddenly smelled her: a warm body, hair and a warm dress. One summer he got lost in the forest, wandered for several hours, stupefied with helplessness. And by nightfall he went out into the freshly mown meadow. Far away in the village, dogs were hooting, and the smells of housing and human activity wafted here. Perukaryev bumped into a small haystack, dug it up and fell into a straw hole. It was salvation, it smelled of heated straw and something else sweet and sultry, such a native land, human palms, cows, something feminine and maternal.
He remembered the aroma of that happiness and was warmed by this memory. And Rita-Margarita sat so close that Perukaryev felt that he was happy again.
Then... Then he sat at a round plastic table in a summer cafe. Some guys were giggling nearby. Their leader, a red-haired seven-by-eight hilo, lounged opposite Perukaryev. They waved their arms and shouted:
Get out of here! Fuck off!
It was a threat. Rita-Margarita retreated deeper into the cafe and became invisible. Perukaryev stood up, deftly grabbed Hilo by the collar of his shirt, hit him in the face, dragged him to the cement balustrade and threw him over the barrier. Hailo fell down somewhere. The types rushed at Perukaryev, but he snatched a board as if out of thin air and began to attack the types with it. They fell down as if they had been knocked down.
Call the police! - Perukaryev shouted to Rita-Margarita and continued to smash the board left and right. Inside he felt indifference and superiority. Ants scurry about below, and he crushes them and crushes them. It's cold and scary. And they, powerless insects, die and die. And he, a soulless giant, tramples and tramples. There is not a drop of sympathy in the eyes. Chuck Norris. Van Damme. Steven Seagal.
He knew he wasn't like that. Polite and modest, maybe sometimes unjustifiably impudent, but it’s just a complex. Lack of courage and self-irony. He will call the girl stupid, and then he keeps following her and apologizing, trampling and trampling, nagging and nagging. But with a board to the head? Fist in the face? Have you gone completely crazy, or what?
However, after a couple of minutes it was all over. There was, however, no blood or corpses. The reptiles crawled into their holes without a trace. And Rita-Margarita flashed her brown-eyed smile and cheerfully:
Well, I'm off.
And he didn’t even see her leave. Big deal!
And he turned away.
x x x
Don't be offended, son. If you haven't gotten enough sleep, turn away and go to sleep. I'll go to my place.
I slept well, mom. The mood is below par. Sorry, dear! How's your father?
Whines. It's all the weather. And my legs just hurt and hurt. Nerves are on fire.
After getting dressed, Perukaryev climbed onto the wheelchair and rolled into the kitchen. Mom made him coffee, just the way he liked it, with a sprinkle of pepper and a pinch of salt. After breakfast, he sat down at his laptop, remembered the dream and decided that he would write a short story. The name came up naturally.
He listened to the rain pattering outside the window and wrote, wrote, wrote. Two pages came out. I didn't re-read it. The story worked out.
Lord, forgive us for unhappy love and happy dreams...
Reviews
I really liked it! Suddenly I felt either sincerity or compassion. To Perukaryev, to himself?.. Or perhaps to Bunin, who never completed his version of the ending of true love.
With sincere warmth, Julia
All people have one thing in common: we believe in pure and sincere love that never ends. Sometimes we get disappointed and assure others that this is all nonsense, but somewhere deep down we still continue to believe and wait for our soul mate.
When it becomes very difficult to believe, life confronts us with amazing stories and wonderful couples who carried their love throughout their lives, despite all the difficulties, insults and obstacles.
Touching love stories from our new review are another good reason to believe that true love never ends.
1. Love until the last breath
They lived happily ever after and died on the same day - this is more like a plot romantic film than on real development events. However, this happens. Don and Maxine Simpson have walked hand in hand for 62 years. They were together in sorrow and in joy. We traveled, raised two adopted sons, and even got sick at the same time. Knowing that their time on this earth was coming to an end, the couple asked to be transported home from the hospital.
The children and grandchildren set up a special room for them and placed beds next to each other so Don and Maxine could hold hands. They died on the same day. The wife passed away 4 hours earlier than her beloved husband. Their granddaughter Melissa says that it was meant to be, because they almost never separated and could not imagine their lives without each other.
2. Mother and daughter
Parental love is endless and immortal. Unfortunately, our family and friends leave us someday. And this, alas, does not depend on us. Sometimes life takes away people close to us very early. This happened to two-year-old little Olivia, whose mother Tati died in a car accident.
When his daughter was four years old, dad Rafael decided to recreate the photo shoot in which he took part with his wife before their wedding. The photographs turned out to be very touching. Rafael decided in this way to give his daughter the memory of her mother, who will always be with her.
3. Song for the woman you love
Fred Stobauch met his wife Lauren in 1938. Two years later, the lovers got married and never parted. They raised three daughters and doted on each other. Unfortunately, Lauren passed away in 2013, two months short of her 73rd wedding anniversary.Fred wrote a very touching song for his late wife and, having learned about a competition for young authors, sent it to the commission for judgment. Despite the fact that the man did not particularly fit the requirements of the competition, the jury was touched by this act and decided to help Fred. His song was recorded for short term received more than 7 million views in social networks. Like this in a touching way loving husband immortalized the memory of his wife, proving that true love lives forever.
4. And in sorrow and in joy
Helen and Joe delighted each other and those around them with their love for 73 years. They survived the Great Depression together, the Second world war and a number of other shocks. According to their son Jerry, such pure and sincere love was not given to them from above. The spouses tried to find mutual understanding, worked on their relationship, made compromises and understood why they were together. This is a lesson for those who believe that great love requires no effort. Joe passed away the day after his wife passed away. Their relatives are sure that wherever they are now, they are together.
Kazanfirst offers an overview best books about love, published in the 20th century
Karimov Farid, Kazan
KazanFirst presents to your attention 5 great works about love, written in the 20th century, which showed us the most striking manifestations of this feeling.
Ivan Bunin
"Dark Alleys"
The collection of stories “Dark Alleys” is united by the theme of passionate, all-consuming love, which, according to Ivan Alekseevich Bunin, is always doomed to tragic ending. It belongs to him famous aphorism"True love never ends in marriage."
Bunin worked on “Dark Alleys” for about 10 years, from 1937 to 1946, and quite rightly called this collection his best work.
For writers, it is an axiom that writing about love is the most difficult thing. The risk of falling into banality or vulgarity is too high. But Bunin’s talent allowed him, even at the age of 70, to write a true masterpiece about love, which still has no analogues, either in Russian or in foreign literature.
As Alexander Kabakov rightly noted, “exactly” Dark alley“represent Bunin in all his unattainable greatness as a master and in all the human charm of an eternal fighter against death, making everything in this world that his gaze falls upon eternal.”
It's amazing that no matter what mood you're in when you start reading these stories, they inevitably have an impact on you. state of mind, making you forget about the bustle of everyday life, and think about truly important things. The effect of presence is sometimes so strong that you have to put the book down so as not to completely soften along with the characters and fall into melancholy.
How does Bunin achieve this? And his main skill is the ability to see and convincingly describe small, noticeable details of our reality to him alone. Here, for example, is an excerpt from “ Antonov apples»: «… black sky they draw fiery stripes on the falling stars. You look for a long time into its dark blue depths, overflowing with constellations, until the earth begins to float under your feet. Then you will wake up and, hiding your hands in your sleeves, quickly run along the alley to the house... How cold, dewy and how good it is to live in the world!
I bet your head is starting to spin as you read this too.
Quote:“Yes, from year to year, from day to day, you secretly expect only one thing - a happy love meeting, you live, in essence, only in the hope of this meeting - and all in vain...” 
Margaret Mitchell
Margaret Mitchell wrote only one novel in her entire life, but that was enough to get her world recognition and lifetime status “classic” American literature" In our country, Gone with the Wind was published only in 1982.
The writer herself recalls that, out of journalistic habit, she began writing “Gone with the Wind” with last chapter. “She was unable to understand either of the two men she loved, and now she has lost both” - this was the first phrase. To accurately portray the historical background in which the novel unfolds, Mitchell spent time in libraries and archives, thoroughly studying newspaper files and other documents from the 1860s and 1870s.
The fact that the work of a simple housewife from Atlanta saw the light of day, great luck, because Mitchell herself made no effort to publish the novel she had been working on for almost ten years.
The result, as we all know, exceeded the writer’s wildest expectations. The novel entered the “golden fund” of world literature, and Mitchell received the Pulitzer Prize in 1937.
Quote:“You were born to be someone's wife. So why not mine? 
Alexander Kuprin
"Olesya"
The story “Olesya” was written by Alexander Kuprin under the impression of a trip to the Volyn province, where the writer served for some time as an estate manager. Polesie endless forests and lakes, everyday life villagers inspired him so much that he often recalled this period of his life with pleasure.
For Kuprin, the theme of love has always occupied great importance. Since childhood, he dreamed of creating a work that could convey all the uniqueness, beauty and depth of this feeling. Starting work on "Olesya", in my notebook he wrote: “love is the brightest and most understandable reproduction of a person. Individuality is not expressed in strength, not in dexterity, not in intelligence, not in talent, not in voice, not in colors, not in gait, not in creativity. And in love. For all the above-mentioned props only serve as its plumage.”
This understanding of love as the highest measure of personality, ennobling and elevating a person above an unsightly reality, was brilliantly revealed by Kuprin in the story “Olesya,” which is still considered the standard work about love in Russian literature.
The story is included in school curriculum, so I won’t retell its plot to you. Better read it yourself, or at worst there is interesting adaptation directed by Boris Ivchenko in 1971.
Quote:“Separation is for love what the wind is for fire: it extinguishes small love, and fans the big one even stronger.” 
Mikhail Bulgakov
"The Master and Margarita"
One of the best Russian books of the 20th century - Mikhail Bulgakov's novel "The Master and Margarita" - waited about thirty years for publication in order to remain in literature forever.
So many literary and philological works have been written about “The Master and Margarita” that a lifetime would not be enough to read them. Researchers offer all sorts of interpretations to explain the concept and super-idea of this deep and multi-layered novel. The most interesting version was voiced by Bulgakov scholar Alexander Mirer. His book “The Gospel of Mikhail Bulgakov” contains a guess, thoroughly confirmed at the textual level: that Bulgakov always sympathized with the secret power, the secret force that protects the artist... sometimes, the secret police. And Mirer’s main guess: Bulgakov divided the real Christ against Yeshua and... well, yes, against Pilate. Yeshua received meekness and courage, Pilate received strength and authority.
However, Woland is with him with versions.
Regardless of the constantly changing “spiritual bonds” and guidelines in Russia, the novel is clearly not in danger of oblivion, primarily thanks to the brilliantly depicted love story of the Master and Margarita by Bulgakov. Well, who among us can forget the scene of their fateful meeting in Moscow?
Quote:“She looked at me in surprise, and I suddenly, and completely unexpectedly, realized that I had loved this woman all my life! That’s the thing, huh??” 
Leo Tolstoy
"Anna Karenina"
If only desert island I was only allowed to take one book, I would choose Anna Karenina (and I think I’m not the only one). If it is not ideal, it is very close to it. It is no coincidence that the novel is still so popular all over the world. Every year new film adaptations are released, theatrical performances and reissues. Many of Lev Nikolayevich’s contemporaries were also delighted with this book, and Dostoevsky even called Tolstoy the God of art.
I can’t help but bring it here a short quote from recent public lecture Dmitry Bykov about “Anna Karenina”, which, in my opinion, quite accurately reflects the main idea of this book: “Anna bears the features of Russia, as Tolstoy understood it. And Karenin is the government that cannot cope with it. And this whole situation leads to disaster.
We do not like Karenin because the motives of Russian statehood, which he personifies, are vile. And they are vile not because they are repressive. But because they are fake. State people They don’t know what to do and are just trying to be good. In their heads they understand that they should act in such and such a way. But they don’t understand the spirit of Russia. And most importantly, they don’t like her. They are terribly proud that they got it. But they cannot love her. And that’s why it slips out of their hands.”
A curious detail: Sofya Andreevna, speaking about the novel, once said to Tolstoy a phrase that greatly offended him: “Your will, Lyovochka, but Levin is you, but without great artistic talent. And you are completely unbearable without artistic talent.”
This year they will begin to fight siltation of the reservoir, bottom sediments will be removed, so the authorities are asking local residents tolerate the unpleasant smell of hydrogen sulfide. After fresh air will return, they promise
Ilnur Yarkhamov - Kazan
404 million rubles within three years will be allocated for the restoration or, in other words, for the eco-rehabilitation of the Admiralty Pond (this is the old bed of the Kazanka River). The main work will take place next year, at which time the lion's share of funding is expected to arrive - 360 million from the federal and regional budgets. The 1st Deputy Minister of Ecology of the Republic of Tatarstan announced this yesterday Rustem Kamalov on round table V Public Chamber RT.
In 2016 Main Investment and Construction Department of the Republic of Tatarstan(GISU) will begin to “partially remove” the bottom sediments of the pond and clear the coastal area. The authorities hope to eventually turn this place into a tourist center.
Despite this, industrial enterprises continue to have a detrimental effect on the pond. 
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GISU in the summer of 2015posted a tender worth 17 million rubles on the government procurement portal for the development of a corresponding conceptcleaning up the Admiralteysky Pondand assessment of his condition. The documents note that the water is hereheavily polluted , the condition of the pond threatens living organisms and human health.
“The waters of the Admiralteysky pond are classified as water quality class 5 - extremely dirty. Excesses of the maximum permissible concentration are regularly observed. Bottom sediments formed in previous years, when untreated industrial, domestic, and fecal waters were discharged into the pond, deposited [accumulated and stored] a wide group heavy metals and petroleum products in quantities many times higher than the background content, and exhibit acute and chronic toxicity,” the document notes. |
“Out of 16 enterprises, including industrial ones, we have only two registered enterprises that report. These are Vodokanal and Kazan Helicopter Plant,” she complainedIrina Mustakimova, acting head of department water resources RT of the Lower Volga Basin Water Administration. However, a “slight decrease” in wastewater discharges is noted on the lake. 
As KazanFirst learned ( full list polluting enterprises are at the disposal of the editors), over two years, by June 21, 41 protocols on administrative offenses on the Admiralty Reservoir were drawn up. For example, on February 29, 2014, the city Vodokanal dumped “domestic fecal waste” into a pond. waste water" Also, the municipal unitary enterprise “Urban Improvement” discharged storm water from the city sewerage into the pond.
Kamalov told KazanFirst that a black list of pond polluters will be prepared in the near future. It will be given wide publicity to cause public censure. 
“The eco-rehabilitation project does not take into account the problems associated with the flow of groundwater from the sludge dumps of the Powder Plant (product waste that makes up dust and fine parts during ore washing -KazanFirst)," stated Irek Zigantdinov, representative of the freelance assistant to the President of the Republic of TatarstanNatalia Fishman. According to him, because of this, the water in the pond is now highly oxidized. 
The problem of sludge groundwater at the Powder Plant has been going on for a long time, says corresponding member of the Academy of Sciences of the Republic of Tajikistan and expert of the Public ChamberVenera Latypova. According to her, experts have still not been able to find official confirmation that the dumps belong to the plant. “[Representatives of the plant] tell us that they don’t have any sludge, but we see strong oxidation in the water,” the scientist complains. She notes that experts are not allowed access to the areas where the sludge is supposedly stored: “no one is allowed there.”
Since the project is mainly financed by Federal agency water resources of the Russian Federation, then to implement eco-rehabilitation everything must be officially and strictly confirmed, says Latypova. Therefore, the problem of “unofficial” sludge pollution by the Powder Plant is excluded from the project. 
“The gunpowder factory has existed for several centuries; it began under the tsars. They make excuses that before, under the empire, under the USSR, things were different legal entity, but now it’s different, so there are no documents and no one is to blame,” explains the performer of engineering surveys on the reservoirOleg Nikitin.
In Judaism, we are encouraged to enjoy the world because we know it is God Himself. But there are limits, and the Ten Commandments that Jesus gave to Moses on Mount Sinai express this. The Ten Commandments are a precious jewel of the Judeo-Christian heritage that help us know what to do and what not to do to glorify God in our daily lives.
All commandments speak of love and understanding. Jesus gave his disciples the commandment to love God with all their being and to love their neighbor as themselves. The First Epistle to the Corinthians says: “Love is long-suffering, it is kind, love does not envy, love does not boast, is not proud, does not behave in a rude manner, does not seek its own, is not easily provoked, does not think evil; does not rejoice in untruth, but rejoices in the truth.” This is very close to the teachings of love and compassion in Buddhism.
“Love endures everything, love believes in everything, love endures everything.” Love has no boundaries. Love never ends. Love is reborn and reborn and reborn. The love and care of Christ is reborn in each of us, as is the love of Buddha. If we invoke the name of Buddha, or pray to Christ, but do not practice love and understanding of ourselves, then something is wrong. If we love someone, we need to be patient. We can help a person transform his or her negative seeds if only we are patient and kind.
Take care of yourself and take care of living beings and environment- This best way love God. This love is possible when there is an understanding that you are not separate from other beings or the environment. This understanding cannot be simply intellectual. It must come from experience, an insight achieved by deep touch and deep gaze into daily life prayer, contemplation and meditation.
“Love does not rejoice in wrong.” Love teaches us not to act in ways that cause suffering now or in the future. We can recognize when something that seems pleasant has the power to ruin future happiness, so we drink alcohol, don't eat junk food, and don't hurt others with our words. True love never ends. It will be reborn and reborn.
Practice and share
Peace activist Mahet said: “There is no path to peace, peace is the way.” He "meant that we can become aware of peace right in the present moment with every look, every smile, word and action. Peace is not just an ending. There should be peace, joy and happiness in every step we take. The commandments help us to be at peace, knowing what to do and knowing what not to do in the present moment. They are values that lead us along the path of beauty, integrity and truth. They contain the wisdom of our spiritual traditions, and when we practice them, ours. lives become true expression our faith, and our well-being inspires our friends and community.
Our happiness and the happiness of others does not depend only on a few people becoming aware and responsible. The whole nation must have understanding. The commandments must be respected and practiced individually and by all nations. When there are so many broken families, the fabric of society is torn. We need to look at this deeply to understand the nature of the commandments. Everyone should get involved in this work. In order for our world to have a future, we need basic leadership for action. This is the best medicine available to us to protect us from the violence that is everywhere. Practicing the commandments is not a matter of suppressing or limiting our freedom. The commandments offer us an amazing way to live, and we can practice them with joy. It is not a matter of forcing yourself or others to conform to rules.
No tradition monopolizes truth. We must collect the most best qualities all traditions and work together to ease tensions between traditions to give peace a chance. We need to come together and take a deep look at how we can help people find their roots again. We need to offer best plan gaining physical, mental and spiritual health for our countries and for the whole earth. To make the future possible, I encourage you to study and practice the best qualities of your religious tradition, and share it with young people in a way that makes sense to them. if we meditate together as a family, a community, a city, a country, we can identify the causes of suffering and find a solution.
