Dear Friend! On this page you will find a selection of small or even rather small stories with deep soulful meaning. Some stories are just 4-5 lines, some a little more. In each story, no matter how short it is, a big story opens up. Some stories are easy and funny, others are instructive and pushing on deep philosophical thoughts, but they are all very, very soulful.
Finally, in this deaf, secluded village, his search is over. In a dilapidated hut by the fire, the Truth was sitting.
He had never seen an older and uglier woman.
You are the Truth?
An old, wrinkled hag nodded solemnly.
Tell me, what should I tell the world? What message should I tell the world?
The old woman spit in the fire and answered:
Tell them that I am young and beautiful!
And one day the Great Flood came. And Noah said: “Tell them that I am young and beautiful!
“Only any creature – a pair! And Lonely – ficus!!!”
Love began to look for a pair – Pride, Wealth,
Glory, Joy, but they already had satellites.
And then Separate came to her, and said:
“I love you,” she said.
Love quickly jumped with her to the Ark.
But Razluka actually fell in love with Love and did not…
wanted to part with her even on earth.
And now Love is always followed by Separation…
Love sometimes brings sublime sadness. At dusk, when the thirst for love is absolutely unbearable, a student Krylov came to the house of his beloved, a student Katya Moshkina from a parallel group, and the gutter pipe climbed to her balcony – to make a confession. On the way he diligently repeated the words that she would say, and before that he got carried away that he forgot to stop in time. And stood all night sad on the roof of the nine-storey, until the firefighters took off.
He looked at her, admired her, trembled when he met her: she was sparkling against the background of his landed routine, was sublimely beautiful, cold and inaccessible. Suddenly, giving her his attention, he felt that she, as if melting under his scorching look, began to reach for him. And now, without any expectation, he came into contact with her… He came to his senses when the nurse changed the bandage on his head.
“You are lucky,” she said affectionately, “from such icicles rarely survive.
There was only one way out, because our lives were woven into a too tangled knot of anger and bliss to solve everything somehow. Let us trust the lot: the eagle – and we will get married, the tails – and we will part forever.
The coin was flipped. It called, wrapped up and stopped. An eagle.
We stared at it with perplexity.
Then, in one voice, we said: “Maybe, one more time?”.