The world, constantly evolving, brings to our lives new technologies, means of communication, many new "toys" for both children and adults. But no one will deny that with technological progress, over time, which flies faster and faster, many good things gradually and irrevocably leave our lives.
Do you often write letters on paper in regular ink, like at school, carefully displaying letters, for fear of making a mistake? Agree that much more often we
send letters by e-mail, send messages by phone, type words on social networks - even a letter to a loved one.
This story happened to one of my, at that time unfamiliar, boyfriend three years ago. Misha Korablev worked as a specialist in the department of lending to legal entities in one of the private banks of a small city in the west of the country. For a long time he really liked the specialist of the second category Julia from the neighboring department. This fair-haired and blue-eyed girl has long attracted the attention of the hero. He first saw her at a tourist rally when she just got a job at a bank. They then had to jump together in race bags with the specialists of a competitor bank, and then rejoice in victory together.
But Misha has always been very shy since childhood. He could not take and go up to Yulia, as many friends advised him. I could not, constantly convincing myself that there was no suitable case, there was no time at work, or simply there were no necessary words to say to her.
One evening, rereading a familiar novel, Misha came across a scene when his beloved hero Ivan Borisovich wrote a letter to his beloved woman, and decided that he also needed to write a "letter to his beloved." No, Misha was not sure that this was love, but he really liked the idea of writing. Putting aside the book with the yellowed sheets, our hero took A4 sheet found on the shelf and began to write, immediately catching the thought that over the past five years he had not written not only a letter to his beloved girl, but even to a relative or distant friend.
He began to deduce the words. The words were simple - without metaphors and pathos. He wrote as is - described what he felt when he first saw her, told himself in a letter, joked about mutual acquaintances and the work of the bank, there were some jokes about his superiors and his behavior at the last corporate party.
When the letter was ready, Misha neatly packed it in an envelope and the next day he asked a friend from the department of Julia to quietly put it on her papers on the table.
So it was done. Julia found a letter for dinner, when she managed to "unearth" all the documents that were on top of the treasured envelope with a painted bullfinch. I read it. You could see how gradually a smile blossomed on her face. Not because Misha’s sympathy was mutual (Julia, after a tourist rally, paid little attention to a black-browed guy from a neighboring department, and she had a young man at that time), but because this was her first letter from a fan, except elementary school.
The girl immediately went to Misha, thanked him for the letter, said that she appreciated the jokes. They met again. Made friends. Often went to dinner together.
Many different events have happened since that day in the life of the bank, in the lives of these young people. It is possible (and even more likely!) That everything would be completely different if not for this small letter that day. And a lot will happen, will change. After all, time does not stand still. But it is very important that this time does not take away important and necessary things from us, such as books, letters, live meetings, conversations, walks. After all, someday it’s just some simple thing, such as this “letter to your beloved,” that can change your life.