Arriving at the Altay camp site, I saw a very nice girl there, similar to the Australian singer Kylie Minogue, whose fan I am up to now, walking in proud solitude in the shady alley of old poplars. Something unrealized, very powerful pushed me then to her, forcing me to approach the girl. We met - her name was Olga Istomina, she was from Novosibirsk, where in 1984 she graduated from the Institute of National Economy and was distributed to the personnel department of the Barnaul garment factory "Avangard". Tomorrow she ended the tour, and she left for Barnaul. The whole evening we walked with Olya and cheerfully and casually communicated. Olya was an extremely pleasant interlocutor and immediately I liked. But the devil pulled me, however, to take her home address, which she shoved to me the next morning right in the arm, taking a bus to Barnaul.
Arriving in August 1985 in Barnaul, I first of all ran to Olga. She met me more than cool, explaining this as follows: she was facing a very painful break with a young man with whom she was bound by a two-year close relationship. With my help, that is, the person to whom she had such strong and tender feelings, she hoped that this gap would pass more or less calmly. Even after these words, I should have turned around and left - it was obvious, it was quite clear that I had been drawn into a very bad story from the very first meeting, turning myself into a victim of an incomprehensible intrigue.
"You see, Volodya is a good man, he has a lot of things, something unspoken," Olya explained her decision to break with her beloved. "But I waited too long for him from his cherished words, waited for him to finally" be born! " "It was not difficult to guess which words Olya was waiting for from him, of course, the proposal to get married, but Volodya obviously had something to keep from this step. What exactly - I'll soon understand on my own skin.
I can imagine how surprised I would be if I learned that Olya is horoscope Gemini, the same as me, only with a difference of 3 days (she was born on June 7, and I am 4). But, probably, I would be even more surprised when I learned that all women without exception meeting on my life path will be absolute Gemini (my wife Natasha is also Gemini, born on June 9). No, without the intervention of Heaven, of course, there could not have been - it is hardly possible to explain such a strange pattern by mere coincidence. And I have certain considerations in this regard.
It was a "casting" of God Ra, and Ra is a Time that Always knows what it does! "And he knows thoughts and actions in advance!" - Mikhail Lermontov wrote brilliantly in his famous poem "The Death of a Poet". Time is a living, thinking and feeling Being! Man is created in His image and likeness! Emotional sphere of Man - this is an accurate "tracing-paper" of the sensually-emotional sphere Ra. Just like Man, Ra loves and hates. He rejoices and is sad. He laughs and cries, with a cold autumn rain mourning his bitter, boundless disappointment in the human nature he created!
And with Olga began problems, and "specific" problems, which can be fully explained by the duality of her "twin" nature. We did not have time to get rid of the master from the boiler factory Volodya, as on the horizon, unexpectedly, "sailed out" agronomist Seryozha (what we with him - namesakes, even more offended), which Olya met at the farm, where she went with the factory To harvest potatoes. And went - gone! It was necessary to me, probably for the next Experience, to fully understand the depth of female cunning. One day, in the fall of 1985, Olya came to me in an unusually high spirits mood and stayed up all night. In the morning she tenderly kissed me and went to work, saying that she had a very responsible duty at the factory today. Classes in my fifth year have already ended, and the training and production practice in the ROVD has not yet begun, so there was absolutely nothing to do at that time. No worse than Harry Haller from the Steppenwolf, I went to wander through the autumn Barnaul, "winding" on the wet gray asphalt tens of kilometers. Soon my feet brought me to the cinema "Rodina" and the factory "Avangard" located next to it. Suddenly I saw a familiar silhouette in, painfully familiar, spotty, "under the leopard", an artificial fur coat. It was my "precious" Olenka in an embrace with a handsome tall guy (above her and me on the whole head) who gently cooed, and I obviously did not have time to notice. I swiftly darted into the nearest gateway and began to watch them closely from there. The couple went to the box office of the cinema and bought tickets for the afternoon session of the movie "One Hundred Days in Palermo". I stayed for a while near the cinema, and then went home - "digest" what I saw.
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