15.sept.98

It's a story about IDEAL Dealing.

In that day I was intending to go to the library. So if I would meet a girl I could cancel library business and no questions asked. It was happened in the subway. I have seen her through the pane. I was in the train. She was waiting on the station. It was the same VDNH station. I guessed that I missed her but she appeared to be in my carriage. It is true she was near other doors and at first I thought to abandon my attempt. But then I decided to take a look at her and made my way through the carriage (or car).

A few words about her: What do you think of her if I paid attention to her at a distance about 20 meters even in the crouded station? She was the first rate young lady. I can try to make a vivid description of her but … Do you need it badly? If that is so I'll append it lately*. But if my manners by now are perfunctory its are only manners. It was no usual business to me.

When I reached her and took a good look of her I appraised her even more. It was my ideal situation. I have distance 1- 4 meters, and was able to look at her face, body and so on from different points of view. She was the peach. She had very pretty features of 18-old girl but also had self-respect and poise and manners. (Sorry I guess all girls I'm telling have similar good qualities).

I was not afraid of her. I know such girls have their own, (not connected with mine), destines. But, more you (I) look at the real beauty, more I feel, (not any butterflies but), miserably. At that moment I felt: "There is the limit". But I had sufficient time to recover. (not less than 10 min). So it was a coincidence, we needed the same pedestrian subway from Turgenevskaya. Before that I was near one side of door and she was near another. (As I sad before, everything was ideal). When we turned to exit our faces was about some centimeters. I was not mistaken in evaluating her. So we happened to be in the pedestrian subway. I knew it was the time to act. I walked near her shoulder to made her realize that I paid attention to her and then, I sad my standard phrase:

-"You look nice".

-"Thank you". She didn't stop, didn't turn her head to me and was just keeping on walking as usual.

-"What is your name?"

I didn't discern her answer. But she made me to understand it will be no use. I asked her:

-"Is my presence near you highly undesirable?" (Sentence construction on my language was very similar to it).

-"Not at all."

I sad: "It's good!"

We reached the next station and it happened that we need the same train. Although, it was no matter to me. Of course, I could go to any direction for her. But it was one more good token. I sad to say something:

- Have you boyfriend?

- Yes.

- Are you going well together?

- Excellent!

- "It so nightmare!" (Phrase sounds incongruous but in Russian it sounds no better).

- Why??

- For me, you see.

Then we went into the carriage. There I caught another blow. She took a seat. Did you anytime try to talk in the Subway's roar with sitting girl standing near her? But trumps were turned over one more. Near her one place freed. I took it without scruples.

- "So may be chitchat a little?" She gave me the nod.

Guess at three attempts what did I sad to her???? Never guess! I sad.

- You know, there are a person with whom I abhor to meet!

Naturally, she was intrigued. I sad:

- It is my scientific teacher, (forgot real word), he want a dissertation from me and ticked me stiff.

After this we, (generally I), prattle more fluently. But I got to know that she is a student of second year. She is in Pedagogic Institute. (I taunted about such noble profession to her at once. (In Russia pedagogic profession is considered not too respective for youth.) But she retorted, that she is on the department of law. I sad: "Cool! But you paid student of course?" - She sad yes and didn't took offence, (And naturally I didn't want to offence her.) Even more, I respected her as a girl and as a human creature at first glance. Her age, breeding, skills I could imagine at once. But I was glad I was right about it.)

Ask me, why I felt so free with her? I had a difficulties before taking decision. When my mind was set to the ultimate point, (reckon those 10 minutes), I felt on the wings of inspiration I didn't care about nobody in the car but her.

She asked me, (not unkindly):

- "I like you!" - I sad loudly. I didn't care. (Or may be I subconsciously care and knew everybody in the car envy me. (They couldn't verify am I loser or winner, will I be lucky with that girl or find better till night)).

So we (I) had about whole hour to enjoy her company. It was giddy. When she came down station Mendeleyevskaya I was going to prattle that it was just the station where is harbor of my scientific teacher. But I checked myself and asked her:

- "No, it's all OK with you." After that I prudently left my attempts to take her phone number and sad: "How about a flower?"

She kept silence, so it was up to her, my conscience, (somebody has doubts about it), is clear. I Shot My Bolt. (I like shooting bolts). We wished good luck to each other and parted.

P.S. With technical point of view it was Perfect Opportunity. If I could design it by myself I wouldn't make it better.

* In comparison with her Nikole Kidman is an old crone. (By the way, it's funny: on my language "witch" is a monstrous old woman, but I looked in the glossary and saw: "witch - charming girl" - inexplicably! (word from Plum's book).

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