The sands of oblivion

otherwise

He

And

Not

let me down

would

us

To

his

puppy.

How

such a miracle

Not

fall in love

That?

–

answered

already

was

she,

Also

as then, taking him in her arms, she began to press him to her.

–

You love animals and they answer you the same. Exactly

different

is better

and

Not

say

after all.

How

same,

if not for us, for them, for such cute animals, do not look after and help them? I would not have passed by without helping them … – Adil said.

–

Thank you for this miracle. After all, then, if you, without bending down, would not have stopped over the puppy, I might not have noticed him, – having said this, already with sad eyes

peered,

V

such

same,

How

And

at

herself,

wet

puppy

eyes

.

–

It's really good that he looks like this now. Shugla,

could

would

We

continue

is our

communication?

I

would

wanted to

We

more

closer

learned

would

Friend

friend,

–

already

in a voice trembling with uncertainty, he uttered these prepared words of his.

–

I do not even know. Let's try, of course. In a month and a half, after all, I have to go back to Alma-Ata …

Of course,

Come.

Will

only

glad,

–

answered

to him

Shugla.

–

And how long will you be gone then? A whole year? Of course it's a pity. Then maybe I'll come once a week? – in anticipation of her consent, he timidly looked into her eyes.

–

As you feel comfortable. After all, you have a lot to do in the village. Count and your economy is big, I think. See for yourself by

situations.

Bye

nowhere

trips

No

at

me

And

I

will

Houses. And you have already seen my house, so, as you decide, come, – trying to hide her emotions, she quietly gave her positive answer to Adil's question.

These last summer days flew by quickly for both of them. Every week, he tried to escape from the village and come to city. coping With homemade affairs With special zeal, he, every night, tired, fell into bed. Even the mother, who noticed these changes, who wanted to ask her son about his affairs, could not find the opportunity for this all day long. Adil, deftly manipulating the situation avoided any discussion. Always uplifted _ son 's mood gave her hope that everything was fine with him and that every week he went to the district center to his friends to talk or even just unwind. Not daring, somehow embarrassing to hurt him, she, only silently wished to him only sincere And good friends.

Long walks With Shugla, By evening Aralsk, gave them the opportunity to get to know each other. Shugla tried to show the city as she would like to see it in her distant desires, telling different stories along the way. their stories. For Adil, who also tried to tell a lot O yourself O their relatives And relatives people Not the opportunity arose that even it did not upset him. He carefully listened And only occasionally, V trying Maybe somewhere to supplement it, made his own corrections.

Once, having arrived from Akbasty a little earlier and having met a girl, He noticed some her excitement. She asked him to accompany her to her sick aunt. For him it was no difference where to go and he, without delay, gave his consent. On the way, not daring to ask her first, waiting for her to be the first to tell about what had happened, he walked and was silent. Unable to endure this silence, she, sobbing a little, told about volume expensive For her man, What Always her supported and taught everything V life. Even sometimes staying at her to spend the night, that she was certainly always glad of this, they, then, like two friends, could not fall asleep for a long time, telling stories and sharing your dreams. At the same time, her own aunt, who always radiated a kind of light for her, who wanted to motivate her to correct affairs And deeds, Always was sure V to his niece, that she will certainly achieve success in life.

Now she, the younger sister of her mother, suddenly overtaken by illness, in the circle of her relatives and friends, was quietly fading away. No one around her could have guessed that she was waiting only for Shuglu to press her niece with her fingers, weakened so suddenly from illness, with her fingers. Look into her eyes and say goodbye forever.

Obo everyone this Shugla guessed And That's why she flew towards her. She flew without feeling her legs and, only occasionally, unless What Not offend their silence near going

Adilya, she occasionally, asking incoherent questions, tried to maintain their conversation, which did not develop anyway. She needed Adil so that, having already left her aunt's house, she could listen and support her. She knew that when they saw her, they both With beloved aunt, could get upset cry. After all , both of them had something to say goodbye. Words are warm and, meanwhile, more than ever, necessary.

House aunts was located V another parts cities, V Kurortny area , near from ship repair factory. Along streets, over which hung over once upon a time large trees elm, covering Can was say sky, What it was always unusual for the city, now Adil was sadly reminded only by fat their abandoned trunks. Now same on them, only, like a torn piece of matter, stood a rare crown of foliage.

On the way, Shugla asked him to turn to the pharmacy kiosk, Where she wanted buy some ordered mother, for aunt, medicine.

Located along the entrance of the Shipyard, next to the grocery store, it was for many factory workers and people who just lived nearby a kind of even a small island, but a real saving grace. around. Pleasant V communication apothecary, carefully listening to people, could not allow any of them to leave without the desired panacea.

Adil was suddenly surprised that several children, letting Shugla in front, after her, with difficulty stretching to the window, in the desire to buy their own, held out with their small hands various trifles collected from piggy banks. The fact that the little things were from their piggy banks was convinced for him by the fact that it was held in the hands of children standing nearby. They bought hematogen. Nothing in the world could overshadow them his nice And sweet taste. Joyful topics

What in the hands at them Now was How would treasure, stepping aside, trying to divide it equally, they looked at each other tensely. Smearing themselves with it, hastily eating what they got after an incredibly fair division among themselves, they, having gathered again and hotly discussing something, planned their further actions.

Everything that happened before his eyes, took him away in childhood. Where they, in search of new adventures with children, dressed up as soldiers of the Red Army and the Germans, and ran, even sometimes in the midday heat, in their folds.

IN That moment, to him I thought What how much lucky children standing now at this pharmacy that they could treat themselves now hematogen. Them same Then had to rejoice also at no less sweet white candy pads. Pulling out With pockets baursaks And cleansing their from grains of sand that fell on them, joyful and contented, they vigorously discussing their game, ate everything and went home.

Passing near the aforementioned plant, Adil, one might even say, was frightened by the loud sound that sounded so close. Every resident of the city, including him, knew that it was was beep factory, whose loud command moved a thousand of people on work And back home. Hearing this horn on the outskirts of the city, people checked their watches by it. At present moment, Adil surprised That, What released instantly through the checkpoint thousands of people filled the whole street.

People who knew each other were telling something emotionally to the interlocutor who was following nearby; some of them walked silently with a concentrated look and at the same time looked at themselves under legs, A other, sometimes in passing, funny greeting with nearby going man, managed more And make fun of him – they all returned home from work, hurried to their household chores.

Strong in spirit and body, factory workers, selflessly giving their best at work, personified the past and present pride of their beautiful land. That pride, cutting through the boundless expanses of the sea, tirelessly struggling with its insidious waves, served for the benefit of people. beautiful ships, furrowed sea, were certainly brainchild their factory. Proud of their incredible work and people could not help but resemble their creations. As beautiful and industrious as those created by their calloused hands ships, They silently And without pathos Who How could, contributed to the revival of the Aral Sea.

Walking towards them and squeezing through the rushing people, Adil tried Not lose Shuglu from kind. In just a few minutes, like water soaked into the sand, people quickly thinned out and they, quickly finding each other, continued on their way. Already approaching her aunt's house, Shugla asked him to wait outside.

Giving her a sign that he would be nearby, he retreated under a tree, where, under her cover, in the shade, he could wait for his excited companion.

Voices coming through the loudspeaker and a lot of young people dressed in sports uniforms attracted his attention. Now, for Adil, a different pandemonium happening around him suggested that something interesting was happening not far from him and that this was some kind of unusual event.

On stadium ship repair factory "Vodnik" people gathered to celebrate the Day of the Athlete. Many people are like streams in the steppe that have just melted in the spring , gathering into large streams, which, at the behest of Nature, in its unbridled striving for movement, it wanted, if not to subdue, then to captivate with itself all living things here.

Everything that was happening around the event dipped the observing person into the holiday happening around: loud music, sports slogans nailed to the walls of the stadium and rows of tall flagpoles with multi-colored flags on them, which only wanted to escape, swayed in the wind. All people involved in sports and physical education are waiting for this adversarial day, Not could his skip. Passing through the gates of the stadium and being inside it, as if in the epicenter bubbling crater volcano, He stopping, he wanted to try to cover everything with his eyes.

On the central field there was a football match between the football team ship repair factory and the football team "Seagull" of the naval part of the Aral military garrison. IN equal fight , What gave out the score on the scoreboard, old opponents came together. The team of factory workers, led by enthusiastic athletes, to the noise and hooting of local spectators, demanded a feat from them – by all means, and most importantly, worthily to win this team, made up of officers and sailors, in a beautiful game.

Making skillful, rather harvested in training, after difficult their works on factory, feints on field, on which their formidable opponents certainly came across, they undoubtedly inspired the spectators with this. In a fit of sports passion, people who supported their home team, confident that they would certainly hear their instructions, interrupting each other, shouted at the top of their lungs and waved their hands at them. The frantic rage into which this match dragged them led them away in enthusiasm, they were, perhaps, like would, in Mundial 24 . Seemingly smaller in size, the factory workers, deftly making their way by passing the ball between large broad-shouldered counterparts, managed to complete their attacks blows By him. But accuracy blows By ball, So Not

24 World Cup – Championship peace By football

wanting correspond their created backlog V game, I did not want to please them and the audience. Only in the air struggle for the ball, strong military sailors did not leave any chances to their nimble and elusive rivals.

In the competitive list of football teams that hung near With scoreboard, waited doing their warm-ups for the next exit to the football field, the teams of the military units "Ural" and "Sokol".

Taking his attention away from the football match, Adil also turned his attention to the parallel to this event, and a number of other competitions. On the prepared grounds, competitions in basketball, volleyball, track and field athletics long jumps, tug of war among the city's labor collectives, and, of course, kettlebell lifting were also held, which were also hot in their intensity. Everyone here at the stadium could find his own place, where he could plunge into the familiar atmosphere of the competition, accept, maybe be, participation or even get sick behind speakers, like a fan.

But Adil, his special attention, was attracted by several inconspicuously placed at a distance, in the corner of the stadium, tables and people sitting above them. They were chess and checkers players. Certainly, for him, as great thinkers, they, absorbed game, force his thoughts, tearing off yourself from ongoing hectic realities, sat And pondered their own and others' moves. Their knightly stadiums, hot in the heat, could be appreciated, perhaps, by people passing nearby, who were completely uninvolved in this competition. Sometimes, dumbfounded by disputes that suddenly arose against the background of a seemingly measured game, with their pronounced gestures, they frightened passersby. Unclear looking at each other on them, those twisted their fingers at the temple and laughed. Which, of course, no one could and did not want to be offended.

So, having stayed there for about half an hour, remembering about her aunt, Shuglu, who had been left at the house, he quickly returned to that place. She wasn't there. Knowing that she was still there, he calmed down and decided to take a closer look around and extend the pleasure he was now receiving.

Nevertheless, his excitement was overwhelmed by the very football match, where the team of factory workers with their determination and focus on victory, managed snatch on recent minutes, a much-desired victory. Feeling their involvement for the suffering, But so necessary victory, He I was happy for them and for myself. That today he ended up here, next to the enthusiastic And happy people on big feast of competition. I remembered and did not want to leave my memory, even how, when a ball rolled up to him, flying out of that particular match, he looked back and not seeing anyone nearby, he managed to pass it to a strongly built player who ran up. Rejoicing at the fact that he unwittingly became involved in this game, that his serve of the ball could And must was help move all games, disturbed his mind. Having bought lemonade at the exit of the stadium from the stall, quickly emptying it, he stood in his place.

The review that opened at the gates of the Vodnik stadium was unusual in its own way. Through the salt marsh lake, located a little further from the stadium, as if it had grown out of the sand, stood white five-story buildings military small town "Ural". aside , How some gray huge castle, separately there was a Russian school number 197, around which you could see a lot of happy children running around. I could also see behind the checkpoint, in their desire to take off and fly into the blue, mounted on a pedestal, a silver model of the aircraft. The streets of their houses were lined with strips of tall trees.

Each of these closed military camps, located around cities Aralsk, lived his life.

Guided by their own rules, alien to the inhabitants of the city, they solved their tasks and goals. And only on such competitive days they, accepting the challenge of the Aral people, stood opposite them. Showing by their example the strength and dedication on the field of competition, they sometimes could not just easily cope with local athletes. And only the respect for each other that reigned around then, the strong handshakes of the vis-à-vis, united all of them. Rejoicing at what is happening, later, each of them will carry it through their lives.

After a while, Shugla came out and, without paying her attention to him, walked beside him. All in tears, in an attempt to hide it, she hastily wiped her own tears with a handkerchief. Having caught up with her, Adil stopped and began to question. Only after moving away from her aunt's house, she, unable to withstand her emotions that burst out in an instant, embraced Adil and sobbed.

She wanted to tell a lot of what she saw, but in her desire cope yourself she couldn't calm down All more And more cried. He hugged her and tried to calm her down. The necessary words of his, which managed to get hold of her, stopped her crying. He didn't ask her any more questions. Silently walking, they continued their way home to her.

IN depth souls she knew What going on And What will happen in the future with her beloved aunt. The neglected cancer of her lungs with metastases that formed was administering its sentence and no one Not was chance her pull back, her insidious And deadly intention.

Later, Adil wanted to sum up for himself all the events that flashed before his eyes in an instant. In his images flashed people from the factory and people in sportswear , where, in a fit of passion, overpowering pain, they tried to snatch victory And confession fans, And Human,

which Aunt Shugly was, quietly and silently in her own way, as best she could, opposed his illness. Where All carried mine Flag and wanted to hoist her on most prominent place. To Life, How no matter who was taken by surprise, she could leave her indelible mark …

Having silently walked all the way, just as she was about to turn onto her street, Shugla suddenly, suddenly asked him:

–

Adil, it's too late. Where will you stop? Is there somewhere to go?

–

Do not worry about me. Everything is fine. I will stay with relatives. Probably, they are also waiting and worrying … Tomorrow

I'm leaving

home.

Behind

you

worried

I.

All

road

was silent. You keep everything inside. Do you really think that's good? Okay, then I, because I'm leaving …

So

you

necessary

was

speak out

share

pain? Have we helped each other with our silence? After all, there are so many things inside you … I hope that next time we will talk about her. I would like to listen to you. I would just shut up and listen. Agreed? – in the desire to enjoy the last seconds of her presence near him and in the desire to stretch this conversation for as long as possible, he bombarded her with his questions.

–

Oh, you are my Napoleon. You don't even know how you

helped

to me

their

silence.

Thank you

you

behind

This,

What

Not

began

to inquire and question me. It was so convenient for me to walk next to you and immerse myself in my thoughts. What would I do if you weren't here today? Later, with

calm

environment,

I

I will tell

you

All.

Let's

saying goodbye.

Will you be able to come to town next week, Adil?

–

Yes, of course I'll try. Then, it's OK. Still, keep yourself and do not become sour in the future. You are a wonderful girl, and they,

exactly

know

same,

How

necessary

keep yourself

after all…

–

he answered her jokingly.

–

Thank you

you.

By all means

So

And

henceforth

will

do

-

approaching slowly and kissing him briefly on the cheek, she ducked through the open door of the gate of the house.

Not believing some unexpected miracle that happened to him, looking around around, Not saw whether this, by chance someone, pleased with him, with a hurried step went to his relatives .

Remembering all the events in which fate plunged him today, He Not could highlight most The main thing from them. The mixed events that swept through his mind like a whirlwind of sand on a hot and sultry day of summer completely devastated him. Only sweet the final day, left pleasant memories. Pushed by this kiss, he wanted to sing and picked up in his mind the song needed for this event, but the songs he knew and so pleasant to him stubbornly did not climb into his head. On the contrary, the solemn songs heard at the stadium did not want to leave his, A involuntarily memorized words already from text So and strove to jump out of his mouth.

–

How

same

So?!

Necessary

same

So

happen

That?

After all

specially

and

Not

you can

remember

text

such

difficult

songs,

and then they stood up like glued? .. Come on Adil, it’s better to be silent,

–

smiling

funny

looking back

By

sides, he continued on his way.

Chapter

3

AK

SUYEK

sad irony is V volume, What We we often peer V space, guessing There is whether there more sentient beings, V That time How We surrounded by the thousands species of intelligent beings, whose abilities we have not yet learned to discover, appreciate and respect …

Doctor Will Tuttle

Adil woke up early. The sun rose a little. He went out into the yard and, looking around, went up to the folds and pens. Seeing his, animals fussed. Sky was clean, a slight frost stung his face. Shugla was already fumbling near the samovar, which, as a measured and important person, did not wanted to respond to it. Seeing this, he helped her light the samovar and quickly went home. Coming out after a while, already dressed from there, he carried the saddle in his arms and became his install on horse. Horse his Not resisted And only, perhaps, perhaps, in anticipation of the forthcoming exit to the steppe, he snorted and waved his head. A couple of claps on his thigh, by the owner, he was quickly calmed down.

The samovar boiled up. Adil, shaking the remains of the ash from the samovar, brought his V house. Dastarkhan already was covered And Shugla, who always loved to surprise her husband, put something tasty on the table, meanwhile. Homemade cookies and a handful of caramel candy, decorated table. while drinking tea and biting on delicious cookies, Adil

said:

– Shugla, By arrival In the evening, remind me necessary fix the fence koshar And pens. IN some places They squinted. AND more, on days I met V steppes senior son Sabyra, from the neighboring zhailau. He conveyed greetings from his father to us. And, by the way, he asked me to pick up the puppy that had been promised to me, until they were all taken apart. I'll be home a little later today. They also wanted to visit us.

–

Yes, sure. Our doors are always open for good people. Let them bring their children. They're so pretty… Puppy? And what kind of puppy is that? she asked

.

–

That

Not

Just

puppy.

That

puppy

tobeta

25

.

Eh,

it's a pity,

my

father

No,

let

Earth

to him

will

down.

He

Always

praised

these

dogs.

Here

soon

And

we learn

What

This

such

–

With

pathos

answered

Adil.

–

Look at him, I suppose, he’s probably beautiful … but how are you and, most importantly, what will you bring with him? On the way, do not feed him, otherwise, because of the shake, he will become ill – inquiring,

puzzled

look,

she

looked at him.

–

Nothing, I’ll think of something on the spot, – having said and frowning, he continued to sip pleasant and thick tea.

Soon, after drinking tea and having breakfast, he began to get ready for work. Carefully stacked Shugla, bundles of food and a bottle of ayran 26 stood aside. She quickly took them out and laid them out in korzhyn 27 . Separately, a neatly folded rag bundle with a kurt and camel milk irimshik, she handed to Adil. Quickly throwing them into the bosom of the kurteshe, freeing the horse without letting go of the leash, he, going up to the pens and folds, released the animals. Those, pushing and bawling, raising dust, moved forward.