KamalovBBulat, 21 y.o.
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I remember how I was a witness of one conversation between two men. The topic of the conversation was about a religion. One man said: “They don’t right, Moses didn’t go there. The true is that Moses went there”. I don’t remember how exactly he said, but the sense of his words was that he is right, and the other are not, just because he read the “right” books or articles on that topic.
And in that moment I thought, how you can be sure about that, if you even didn’t live that time. How can be sure someone. It happened more than 2000 years ago. Since that time, this story absolutely somehow changed. I know a game “word of mouth”, and I saw how children can change a word, while they say it to each other. The same happens with these stories. Somehow but it transforms. What was in real life can be different, what we know now.
22 September 2018
▪ Watched A Simple Favor
▪ Saw Embassy of the United States
▪ Took some photos
▪ Did some images
📝 A day passes so fast
I remember when I played a football in July, I didn’t take the water with me. I played for almost 3-4 hours. I was thirsty, but I wanted to continue to play. Although, other people there had water with them, but I was a little bit squeamish, and I refused to drink that water. So, after as everyone has gone home, I also packed my stuff. There was 10 PM, the sky was dark. I was really thirsty, I only wanted to taste water again. But then I saw how other people played with a volleyball ball on the other field. And I don’t know why, but I decided to play with them, maybe I wanted to play more, I don’t know. I joined their circle. And I played there for an hour. For this hour I only thought about water, there wasn’t other thought in my head in that time. In some moments I wanted to say “ok, guys, thanks, for the game, but I want to go home”, but I can’t, I just wanted to play more. And I knew that there was only exit of this situation – I go home, when everybody goes. So, when I heard when someone said – “ok, we will play for another 5 minutes, and then we quit the game.” I was very happy to hear that. And when I was at home, the first thing, which I wanted do, was to drink water. There was a bottle of water in a refrigerator, which I put in the morning. I poured some water on a cup, and I drank it in small sips (because water was cold). One sip, there is another sip. God, this water was a treasure for me in that moment. It was delicious, so tasty. In that moment, I thought about how people really don’t value water at all. And when I finished drink water, I was happy, I just wanted to lie on the bed, and just relax. It was just water, but it gave me a good feeling.
21 September 2018
Yesterday, when I was on my way to the university, in one moment I looked up to the sky, and I've got the thought how big the sky is. In that moment the sky didn't have the borders. It was so deep. The feeling in that moment was so wonderful. I saw this sky many times before, it’s the same sky as other people can see in any time, but in that midday, this sky was something different for me.
20 September 2018
Prince Andrei Bolkonsky was lying on the hill of Pratzen, on the spot where he had fallen with the flagstaff in his hands. He was losing blood, and kept moaning a soft, plaintive, childish moan, of which he himself knew nothing.
Towards evening he ceased moaning and became perfectly still. He did not know how long his unconsciousness lasted. Suddenly he felt again that he was alive and suffering from a burning, lacerating pain in his head.
“Where is it, that lofty sky that I knew not till now and saw to-day?” was his first thought. “And this agony I did not know either,” he thought. “Yes, I knew nothing, nothing till now. But where am I?”
He fell to listening, and caught the sound of approaching hoofs and voices speaking French. He opened his eyes. Above him was again the same lofty sky, with clouds higher than ever floating over it, and between them stretches of blue infinity.
--Tolstoy, War and Peace, Chapter XIX