Liankacreations

  Good friends are like stars. You don’t always see them, but you know they’re always there." — Unknown Many years ago in Russia, people did not go to psychologists or therapists. Women met in the kitchens, and men -  in garages. It was there, among friends, that they could share their grief, find support, and maybe receive advice. Who chooses our friends? The universe, circumstances, fate?  Maybe it’s all of them together? There were three women who were close friends. They were similar in age, married, each had children, and lived in the same neighborhood. They took their kids to the same playground, and on rainy days, they gathered in someone's kitchen. Though alike in many ways, they had different views on life, hobbies, and interests. Ira got divorce around the time Olga had her third child. Lena was quick to suggest Ira look for a husband abroad, Germany for example. After the fall of the Berlin Wall, many Russian Germans moved to Germany, marrying  a German w...

  If you think that I forgot about my blog, you are wrong.  If you think that I don't write, you are wrong again. I am writing as never before but.. It is for my school homework. The subjects are between human rights and civil disobedience and cybersecurity and AI. Beside writing I also read a lot but not what I really prefer. But … one morning I was listening to an independent Russian YouTube channel, and heard about a book “The Illegals" by Shaun Walker. I checked it out - my branch has a copy of the book. Too bad I don't have time to read! - I thought, until, still at work, I decided to flip through the pages.  You cannot believe what I saw! Page 283 “Students and professors filed into a cavernous hall inside the Tomsk state university library…” really?! Tomsk State University! Well, I have never studied there. But this is the oldest university in Siberia and it’s located in my hometown! Well, well, well. It’s getting curiouser and curiouser. I couldn’t resist and chec...