Evgeniy Limanskiy - Confession… A fairy tale in the style of sentimental cynicism

© Evgeniy Limanskiy, 2020

© Alexander Afanasiev, 2020

ISBN 978-5-4498-5223-6

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Ladies and Gentlemen,

I have a prepared ending to this epigraph, but I suggest you finish this sentence yourself. It may be easier for you to do so if you read this text.

CONFESSION…

A fairy tale in the style of sentimental cynicism.

What I want to tell you happened ten years ago and today, probably, does not matter for those who participated in these happenings especially since I will try to minimize the recognizability of the main characters. Over the prescription of the years, perhaps they even will not remember these events because of insignificance in their lives. But this story is interesting in that it tells, in my opinion, about a certain phenomenon worthy of being fixed in some way. These events are sometimes painted in dramatic and even tragic tones, but have a happy ending, at least for the heroine of my narrative. This story, in my opinion, also may be of interest for creating a cross-section of the modern Russian society, in a certain aspect, of course. Due to the breadth of interests and the opportunity to be present in various social strata, the main heroine created a certain club that unites people who, under ordinary life circumstances, should never meet.

As Irada Zeynalova usually said:

– We are interested not only what happened, but how and why it happened.

To some extent, this story can be called the story of “Cinderella” and “Dowerless Bride” in one face in Russia in the first quarter of the twenty-first century with all its problems, horrors and specifics. The heroine found her prince. And the prince was lucky even more. In addition to elite dogs and a chic house on Rublyovka, he, being a widower and already overripe, acquired for himself also a young elite wife with a beautiful exterior.

Yes, the lucky guy with this marriage outdo to many, even began to claim the championship with Jupiter himself. By chance, I was lucky to meet fifteen years ago and spend a few hours in the company of the future Europe at the sports ground in Luzhniki stadium. I, just like everyone else, was fascinated by her beauty, simplicity and charm, and this event was forever imprinted in my memory. But, having collected all my objectivity into a fist, because I consider myself as an objective person, regardless of the circumstances, I want to say, nevertheless, that “ours”, although she was not an Olympic champion, but has so many talents that she can compete on any Level. By this rather familiar “ours” I want to indicate my direct involvement in the club created by the main heroine of my narrative.

And in this connection, I have another rhetorical question, if it is allowed to the Bull, what is allowed to Jupiter. That is, I want to understand whether the Bull is the final point in the history of Eva, or whether he is also one of the stages in the fate of my heroine, just like me and hundreds of other men. By the way, here is a nickname for one of my heroes is found, the “Bull”. He will appear near the end of this story. Our Bull, of course, is a millionaire, but also only. In general, I think, after all, not Jupiter.

The question arises, why do I need all this, and frankly speaking really what for?

The fact is that by the will of fate I have witnessed and participated in events that unambiguously went beyond the ordinary life of an ordinary person. I actually think that the case that we are considering is indeed phenomenal and, I would even say, a textbook one from the point of view of purposeful promotion of an individual up the social ladder. That is why it is worthy to subject it to a more thorough analysis to study the technology of achieving success. After that, it can be fully used as a guide to action for girls who have decided to conquer the world. God save, I do not call anyone to follow the example of my heroine, but these notes can really serve as a training tool for all who aim at forward movement up. I myself really want to fully understand the secret and technology of success in this particular case.

In addition to the technology of success, there is one more question, to which, I think, there is no answer at all. How can a person, daily floundering deep in shit for several years, kept the purity and morality of the soul and have no one more or less noticeable bat in the belfry? On the contrary, she managed to preserve all the best human qualities: mercy, honesty, disinterestedness, generally the ability to feel, at last. She as Botticelli’s Venus rises daily, but not from sea foam, but from the most that neither is dirt and manages to remain pure and immaculate at the same time. This is directly some mysticism and Dostoevschina (Dostoevsky scale) turn out, right as a la Sonyechka Marmeladov of the 21 stcentury. The only reasonable explanation that I find is the presence of such inner strength of mind, which, it seems to me; this fragile girl has enough for ten strong men.

There are also two additional, but no less, in my opinion, significant reasons. The first reason, quite mercantile, is that, the person in question is really worthy to be imprinted in history. I, as a person close to her, want to be her first biographer, regardless of whether these notes will be known in the near future or some archivist will discover them in many years. In that they remain in history, as also heroine of these notes, I have no doubt. Manuscripts, as you know, do not burn. In addition, directly on the basis of the first condition, I want my notes to have the right to life and primacy, because they are the most truthful narrative of the short but intense biography of my heroine. Here nothing particularly supernatural as if is happening. She simply lives, does acts, sometimes wrong, but at the same time she persistently and steadily moves towards her goal. That is why a later and deeper analysis of this miracle and phenomenon will be needed. The great is seen more clearly from a distance. And this is the second reason. Everything that no doubt will be written about her later will be already sleek, combed and wrapped in a beautiful package. But I just reproduce what I have witnessed or received first-hand.

And another note, I think, at times this text will be very similar to pornography, just cannot do without this. Therefore, in order to minimize the similarity, I think I will sometimes replace specific words with more neutral and not related to the sphere of intimate relations. For example, instead of the word penis you can use the word doll, remember as in the last movie about Bridget Jones, and instead of the word orgasm the similar word explosion. And to further avoid the resemblance, I will, perhaps, sometimes replace the odious word sex when it is too much. With this word it is quite the easiest. Our heroine usually used to define the word “sex”, a synonym invented by her, very accurately characterizing what she herself could create in this area of human relations. The word is “magic.” So we’ll just follow the original source.