Interview with the mirror

Mirror: And who are you???
Writer: People say I am one of the rare writers who never stop wanderings by looking for the best answers of questions that don,t have any answer. People say they love me and centuries will remember and respect me. My books make them believe, dream and find the sense of their Life.
Mirror: And who are you???
Writer:I only study people what they know. They even don,t guess that everything I give them is just the mirror of their own souls. Also they are questions that don,t have any answer, and because of it they attract people.
Mirror: Why are you here????
Writer:I was told to wait here, say truly they told to have a rest to give another interview the young who like reading my books. They are waiting for me right now in the hall. They don,t understand I have tired of having rest, time is so precious and I spend it not rational. But they ensure me that its profitable for me to be here. Good PR will make my books be sold in new countries and regions and I,ll be more famous.
Mirror: Where would you like to be????
Writer:I would like to be in the valley of my childhood memories. I am sure I have left there something too important but I don,t remember exactly what. There was a river and I used to walk along it when I was younger.
Mirror: What did make you forget???
Writer:I was too busy.
Mirror: What did make you forget???
Writer:You know I had a friend. She was as clean as an angel is. She was the one whom I share my dreams with. She was a real good friend, who just doesn,t believe in friendship. And one day, when I woke up, I understood that I am alone again. I had a great wish to forget everything. And since that I have stopped to compare people with angels.
Mirror: What do you dream about.
Writer:There was a time, I had so many dreams that made me fight und win, and now they are so rare that make me suffocate.
Mirror: Whom do you miss///??
Writer:No one.
Mirror: You lie.
Writer:I miss sincere people who hate me and don,t pretend.
Writer:What do you want from me?????
Mirror: The TRUTH .

Պատգամ

Հնարավորության դեպքում պայքարի՛ր, իսկ եթե հնարավորություն չունես, նորի՛ց պայքարիր: Եթե քեզանից փորձեն խլել ամեն ինչ, մի՛ թույլ տուր քեզ խլեն, ամուր կառչիր ինքդ քեզանից, մի՛ փոխվիր, եթե քեզանից դա է պահանջվում, մի՛ փոխիր. ամեն ինչ գեղեցիկ է այնպես, ինչպես արարվել է, մի՛ հորինիր, բայց մի մոռացիր գեղեցիկ հեքիաթներ պատմել, սիրի՛ր ու եթե մեծ ցանկություն ունես ատելու, նորի՛ց սիրիր, քո սերը ավելի շուտ կկործանի դիմացինին: Ստեղծի՛ր, ստեղծի՛ր ամեն վայրկյան, ամեն պահ ու ամեն օր, միայն ստեղծածդ կմնա, իսկ եթե չմնա էլ, չի անհետանա հավետ, կմնա աշխարհի, աստղերի, երկնքի ու մանուշակի հիշողության մեջ ու նրանք հավանաբար կպատմեն հին ու նոր պատմություններ: Երբ որոշես աշխարհը ճանաչել, փորձի՛ր ճանաչել անապատի ավազահատիկը, վերջինս շատ է բողքում, տրտնջում, որ անտեսված է: Մի փորձիր հասկանալ այն ինչ չես հասկանալու, բացատրութւոններ մի փնտրիր, ուղղակի հիացիր անբացատրելի երևույթներով ու մարդկանցով, նրանք կյաքնը դարձնում են ավելի հետաքրքիր: Ի վերջո ապրի՛ր, ապրի՛ր գեղեցիկ, թափթփված կյանքը վանում է երջանկությունը, գտի՛ր քո երջանկություն, այն, որը դու ես քո համար որոշել, ընդունի՛ր քո որոշումները, եթե անգամ դրանք սխալ են, ու գնա այն ճանապարհով, որ դու ես ընտրել, ու եթե անձրև գա, մի կանգ առ. Ինչի՞ համար են հորինվել անձրևանոցները…՛

StAnDaRd LiFe

Today in the morning when I woke up, suddenly I understood that I have been spending a standard life. The same predictable actions and feelings make my life too boring. And as my summer holidays I have spent without doing anything useful and as i now realize that, I feel something like stress, and as I always write when I have a bad temper, I decided to write something in my blog, At first I decided to write something that will encourage me and make me feel peace, but I understood that nobody will read it as they don,t care, and will only click in the button ,,Like,, on fb without reading it in the case if I share it on my wall, so I am not writing things like ,, Life is wonderful and I,ll chase my dreams if I try hard,,.

I now understand that so much responsibilities make me not enjoy my free time,Thw Whole summer I have dreamt of sleeping much and reading the books I have gathered the whole year I even haven,t left Armenia for the last ten years to see the world, I had much plans for this summer, but I do noting, as I had only one free mouth and I have spent it for other people not me.
One of my acquaintances whom I have known for a long time,always thinks only herself and now I envy her as she always does whatever she wants. Why cant I be like her???I don,t know. My friends are having a rest in different parts of Armenia, so I have nobody to meet with, I miss them very much, I have some old friends, that It seems have forgotten about me, so I am going to visit my aunt to talk with her a bit.

After hard rainy night

One day when we wake up in an early morning and feel the smell of heavy rain and the wet ground,we shall realize that the sun always rises after hard long nights, and though sometimes it seems there is no solution, but deep in us we feel the power of hope, hope that one day the Life be like dreams,though some people will ensure us that happiness is not for us,we will understand that happiness is always near us, and we will be always able to feel its existence hidden after minutes of time, It will be there for us, for every human of this world, everyone has the right to be happy.

One day, after a hard rainy night we will get out from the house that protect us from the rain and our souls will be as clean as the child,s is and feelings like hate will not have any place in our mind and heart, and the kindness inside us will spread light all over the world, other people will wonder what has changed, their mind will be so dusty that they will not realize that power of a hard night until they do not let the rain clean and wash their own souls.

One day after a hard rainy night, when the darkness is won by the light of the sun, and we go out and walk in the streets and feel the smell of fresh air, we will understand Life prepares some challenges for us and we will be able to win after hard long nights, after trying to change anything we want to be changed, after looking for the solutions of the problems we want to solve, after realizing that we have something to do and we must do, if we want to admire our courage of living.

One day after hard dark night that make you feel like you see nothing the sun will rise to show the beginning of a new day, though you will be sure a night will follow after bright day, but you will realize that its the Life.

One day when everything will be as clear as the sky after hard rain, you will feel freedom, that will take you islands that haven,t been discovered yet, and during that long journey you will at least understand that everything has sense and its no matter how hard you will try to escape the wind will bring you back to the mirror of your own Self and when you understand that you are not able to do anything with it you will realize your own power.

One day the rain will end, days and nights too, and you will regret that you haven,t been admired with long dark nights as you have forgotten that the darkness has its miracles, if its not so, then what are the stars??? You stood up the dark and grey nights while you should discover its secrets. One day, when you realize that end is so close and you breathe the last air, you will understand end always exists but we can decide ourselves how to get there. Everyhing is matter of our own choice.

InSpiRaTiOn

I have lost something in my own soul, its my inspiration that have leave me alone, Words put limits on my own dreams and I am looking for something new, bright and fresh... My soul is too lost to find the way to home, except I got tired everything I used.

I need inspiration to create new words, words that will fill my Life with new breath, its like new colours that are still shady, but some day they,ll get their own look.
I need inspiration to create a world that will be differ from the one is known and will be perfect to stand the mistakes that people used to make. people say ,, don,t waste your time, don,t think,, but inspiration is certain thoughts.

I need inspiration, it will guide me wherever I go, when I walk at streets, when I sit on ground and look at the sky, when I meet people, when i smile and greet, when I say goodbye with my steady hope to meet them again.

But as Life is full of inspiration, I should look for it in a smile, in his deep glances, in his brown eyes, even in the sky,in stars ,in the waves of seas and feel as I used to feel the touch of the wind. Its frantic feeling to get whatever is prepared by the fate for you. Its crazy urges to play and to win, but the prize is you...
I need inspiration when I create myself.
I need inspiration to find myself.

Someone was sitting near the beach of the sea and was looking at the waves dance.The wind played with her long black hairs, but she didn,t even notice it. She was too beautiful for this world. The new day was going to begin and bring new life to anyone, but there was nobody. It seemed as if the whole world had kept its breath not to disturb her as she was thinking.
Thoughts led her to the past, she had suffered too much, but she was then there, she was still alive, she made her dreams come true, she strived and she got whatever she wanted. On that way many people ,,informed,, her that she was nobody, that she was just a dreamer, that she would never be able to make her own crazy dreams come true. People said,, We are too honest, we just want you be happy, but you should accept that in the world there are things that will never happen. Don,t measure the Life by the books you read, they are too simple, they can,t make you discover the real world,, The past made the girl realize that people were true.Life can,t be measured by the books she had read. Life is more beautiful, lovely and attractive. And its too short for people to manage to be happy, its too short to miss something, to regret, to be unhappy, its too short to be wasted on people who don,t deserve it.
She had passed a long way, she strived and got everything she needed, the world belonged her, she could let herself rule the world, people envied her, as she proved that she had decided herself who to be.She made her life what she wanted it to be, she got power, people respected her, she had everything she had wanted and was able to get everything she would like.
She was looking at the waves, they danced fantastic dance, and it reminded of her own life, life that was full of challenges.
Her face made feel peace, peace, its peace that led her here..now she needed only it..
Suddenlly she stood up and started to walk to the sea, its seemed she wanted to water her feet........but when water cover her feet, she couldn,t stop any more....

EvErYThInG EndS

Everything ends..
Ohhhhhhhhhhh, conversations, they could be various and interesting, oh, i could tell you things i have never told anyone else, i could share my thoughts, i could let myself be honest with you,I said things before thinking though I was sure it would hurt only me. many hours i spent talking with you, but time is precious??? i forgot about it..
I started playing with knowing everything will end as always.. .Always things end..and we can do nothing with it...we can change ourselves, we can pretend, we can hope, but things always end......Friendship, Love, belief...they always end, we can just decide when, but usually it is like this: At first you can,t live without someone, and then you are note able to live with someone, you forget everything good that he/she brings to your life and start to remember everything bad...all of these happens by chance and very slowly and then you don,t understand why, you dont find the reasons that lead you to that point..
One day i wanted to say this to you but i was sure you would say ,,it is impossible,,. So it is possible..
But I miss you...

So strange to be here..
We haven,t met for a long time. Now you are here too. Many things have changed and we both too.
You know some times ago i loved you, I would give my life for you. The borders of my world were lined by you.I was just a slave. my willng has disapeared somewhere, but the worse was that I had no time to look for it. I had lost and couldn,t control myself,I forgot my dreams, my future.You could change my plans in a minute without knowing that it took mouths to make them.You had the power to make me do things i don,t want, you could make me think in a way, i dont want, you could hurt me by being sure i would forgive you, and you were right, you could ask everything and I would give without any doubt. I needed nothing to love you. I could live whole my life just dreaming and being near you. You couldn,t understand what i Felt, as you had never felt in love.
I worshiped you. I spend my nights thinking of you. You were everything for me, you were the world where i could live and breath, where i could dream..when i walked in the streets, i noticed nobody as i was too busy with thinking of you.People blamed me for ignoring them, they couldn,t understand that there was nobody else but you for me. Friends asked me to forget you. They really don,t understood, I was addicted to you, If I gave up, I would die. In any case I thought so at that time..
I missed you even when I was near you, I could stare at you for hours and never got tired. I could write poems for you, and every time they were original. You were inspiration for me.
And its you made me fell desire to live beautifully,to appreciate my life, every moment i live. And its you made me dream of you, and its you made me love you. I even didn,t know for what you did. I even didn,t know for what i loved you, I even couldn,t guess...but I was sure in one thing you were my sense of life...
Now we both are her. We have met again. So much time has passed. I am looking at your eyes and feel nothing. And its so quiet.

A letter to P.C,

You say that the world has its language, and if we really want to find out why we are here, we shoud study it...I try, i do my best to understand the language which i have never heard, I cant find it in the books, I ask people, but they have heard nothing. What a strange language is it.Nobody can speak on it, nobody know its letter, nobody have ever heard.
You say that whole our life depends on discovering the miracle of a day. I just discovered that the day is a challenge of wasting our time. I look, but I cant see. I have lost something,and I don,t know what it is, I even don,t rember, but I am looking for it with whole my faith that someday I,ll find it,
You have said that Life is something worth to be lived beautifuly, i just found beautiful faces and masks, and when i from time to time get tired of pretending too, people start hate me, but sometimes i start hate myself for being so naive.
From time to time someone come to remind me that I am too stupid as I still believe in words and people.both are the most beautiful lies of the world..
You say the winner always stays alone,
I would perefer to be the winner and stay alone, that to be nobody and be alone.............

FaiTh Is GreaT PoWeR

faith is great power., You want to organize revolutions, want to win in wars, you need to lead people, make them trust you and come with you wherever you go, make them be slaves???????? then give them just faith, make them believe in whatever they do, and they will steal stars for you, they will make mountaines bow. You know why it is so???Just faith make people,s life easy..
Sometimes People ask me what i need to be happy, I usually dont answer, but I know i am going on living just because i believe that one day all my dreams will come true. I acknowledge that reality may not be like dreams and even I.ll live the whole life by just dreaming, and maybe the life will pass and i.ll will be too busy with dreaming that i,ll miss the bus of happiness, but as long as i believe in it, I can let me go on living.
So, if you believe in whatever you do, then it means you do right things??? If you can give your life to prove that you have made the right decision, is it important to find out if your decision is right or not??? I believe that its not important,as believe has the power to give us an opportunity to make mistakes...

Dear friend,
I really dont know why I am writting all of these right now.. I just know i miss you..You haven, t come today, and it seems i haven,t seen you my whole life.
I want to tell you something, I know that we haven, t met by chance, As everything in this world has its sense, our meeting has its too. I dont know why it is like that, but u understand me, you believe in me, you want to help me and you take care of me...It makes me feel security as if you will protect me always and everywhere...I want to hold your hand and walk in the streets of our city to show the world that i have a good friend..friend that will never betray and whom I,ll always will be able to trust,,Thanks for just being near, for helping me, for everything you do for me..for listening and laughing to make me laugh too, for sharing your time with me..
I know, its no matter what will happen, but i am sure we will be friends forever.

10.08.2010

Dear.....,
Its the last letter I am writting to you.Cogratulations, you won, in a day you proved that friendship is just a myth,,That people use that word to decieve thereseves that people really care..Its not like that...time will pass and then pain i feel like now, will disappear, and someday, when i,ll see you in the streets i,ll feel nothing but indifference..i.ll meet new people, i,ll be able even get new friends, i will have a nice time, day by day I,ll remember you very seldom and that day will come and you will be just my past.i wanted to say you just one thing..I will never forgive you, and not for what you have done, but for the way you chose to do it....

15.08.2010

Dear Friend

Dear friend,
I haven,t written to you for a long time, as i think you will not understand me.But now it came the time to tell you something. We met by chance, somebody introduced us and i even don,t remember who she/he was.But the first time i saw you, i realized that you were important for me and it seemed i had known you the whole my life.I shared with you my dreams, my thoughts, everything good i had in my life..
I thought maybe you would like to know how i lived. everything is ok, I have fulfilled some dreams, and got some new..I have met new people, i even get new friends..i started to think in a different way, now i can take everything easy.

LiFe Is sO sTrAnGe

Life isn,t too simple to use the same principles in any situation,it creats different ways and gives people a chance to chose, life is too smart,it tries people,it demands them to make mistakes and then correct, but life is too strange to be understood...Sometimes it makes people feel like they can control everything, and then life plays a joke. The blood comes and takes everything with it to prove that we are too fool, as we believe that something in this world is stable...We try to understand the phenomenons, but the only thing that we have ever understood is unstablity...the world gives us dreams,the God gives us courage to fight for them, we do our best,we work hard to make our dreams come true,and when we finally get what we want,it turns out that we don,t need them any more..its so strange,we make decisions, and think that they are the right one,but then we get sorry,we want to change everything,but it,s already too late..life is so strange,we do things that we don,t want to do,we say things that we don,t want to say,we hurt people whom we love,and make happy people whom we don,t care, we want anybody leave our life,leave with dignity,but when they go with ruining everything good in our life,we ask ourselves,,should we forgive??,,..i don,t know if we should,but i am sure sometimes we just aren,t able...life is so strange..

Dark without light

when i open my eyes at nights,and it comes the time to think,i feel nothing but emptiness...i feel that in the middle of ages i have lost something,i have lost myself...sometimes nights are so dark,that i get afraid,i get afraid of my own thoughts..i want to escape,i want to run away,but i also want somebody to hold my hands and just walk in the dark streets with me,and its no matter where i,ll reach.. when i close my eyes at nights,i think there is no a door that will take me to the light of a day,there is no any solution,there is no any hope... dark without any ligit,its terrible for me,i can,t stand it,but i need to suffer,but i have to suffer to realize the price of happiness...