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Flying in the cloud

Agrippina Bitar

Can love between a woman who’s over fifty and an eighteen-year-old young man be possible? Everything is in the global network! Can a guy fall in love with the same girl his grandfather used to love? Everything is possible in this incredible world! Why do we fall in love with those who hurt us, and why does this love, just like a tidal wave, sweeps away all barriers of reason? This book contains true love stories of different people who found each other online and in real life.

Flying in the cloud

Agrippina Bitar

Translator Darya Khudavets

Editor Bruno Krasnoscokovs

© Agrippina Bitar, 2017

© Darya Khudavets, translation, 2017

ISBNВ 978-5-4490-0621-9

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Preamble

As Teresa of Calcutta once said: “People lack love much more than bread, and this hunger is the strongest hunger”.

But at the same time we are afraid toВ love, because love makesВ us vulnerable and defenceless.

We are afraid toВ be rejected, toВ feel the pain, toВ have our hearts broken.

InВ the era ofВ lives on display inВ social networks, we want toВ be successful at any cost.

Our greatest fear is toВ fail, so we disguise ourselves inВ the clothes ofВ success and upload photos ofВ artificial celebrations ofВ life on our pages with nothing but emptiness behind them.

It’s so easy to pretend to be strong and have a meaningful life online while hiding behind a beautiful mask.

Love, however, is always about your soul being open and even naked. Love brings pain and pleasure all at the same time.

It’s like flying in the clouds, when you can’t see where you’re going and don’t know where the wind will take you.

You can either go toВ heaven, or fall back down toВ earth. Even the clouds themselves come inВ different kinds. There are thunderclouds, cirrus clouds and heap clouds.

Some ofВ them are softer than feathers, other are heavy and leaden.

And they can, like a tornado, sweep away everything that’s in their path. Everyone has his own love and his cloud.

InВ our times, the whole world is entangled inВ the global web ofВ the Internet, which, like aВ huge cloud ofВ chaos, gives birth toВ many things.

Some ofВ them unite and divide people at the same time. However, inВ the same chaos, inВ the same cloud, like Aphrodite from the foam, love is born.

This online love can connect people from the most remote parts ofВ the world. It connects people ofВ different races, religions, cultures and ages.

A few decades ago these people would have never been able to communicate and wouldn’t even know about each other, and now they chat, cheer, suffer, wait and love together.

Moreover, that love is absolutely real. It’s the same as before, it’s as old as the world, and at the same time, it’s brand new! And most importantly, it’s true love!

After all, it doesn’t matter where it’s born, online or in real life, it will always remain the jewel of human life.

When I say: “I love you”,

I’ll be the book you’ve never read,

The song you’ve never sung,

The kiss you’ve never tasted…[1 - Board of Wisdom]

The beginning

It was the voice of the stewardess that pulled her away from her thoughts: “Can I help you?”. Nina turned her head and saw a man sitting beside her, trying to fasten the belt, which didn’t want to wrap around his plump stomach.

The flight attendant helped the man, flicking the extending strap with aВ professional gesture. Nina thought about the inconveniences that this neighbour may cause, when she, for example, would need toВ go toВ the WC and would ask the man toВ let her passВ by.

She quickly glanced over his oversized belly and thought that she’d never been with a large man before, but didn’t let this thought develop, turned away and stared in the window again.

The plane entered dense clouds, and nothing else was visible apart from aВ thick milky fog outside the window. What aВ troubling state ofВ uncertainty!

Her land with its towns, forests and rivers was left far below the

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