Rain outside ma window...Almaty city is so beautiful when sun shines, when it rains...the weather in ma homecity unbelievably knows ma mood,it accidentally plays wright music...music of ma heart,it accidentally picks up the particular music regarding ma feelings.
I know dat I have one special true friend, who feels me, who understands me so well...maybe cuz we can't talk together, maybe Almaty can't gimme answers...but still it listens me..even it doesn't know language we are speaking. But it knows absolutely magical language, it talks wid me through giving me signs, such trully magic sounds of rain, wind...roads full of cars...fountain splashes...I love you ma friend, ma HomeCity Almaty.
When I'm sitting somewhere at the park...thinking and talking wid myself...when you think that nobody is following and seeing you, you are wrong...someone is always watching you...
Dis city keeps secrets of so many generations, perrenial mysteries...there are so many places where many occasions took place, we can't even imagine.
As for me, dis city have experienced wid me ma childhood, here I have finished school, I'm about to graduate here...I have fallen in love for the first time in Almaty, I'm willing to build up big family here...give birth to ma child, and just enjoy spending the time wid ma TRUE and SPECIAL FRIEND- ALMATY...
...and I'll tell it ma kids, dat "Somebody is always watching you...where I won't be able to"
...and dis city will guard ma children, like it did when i was a kid...
