before going to Iran

before going to Iran

frozen

The man who smiled last time.

It's getting colder and colder in Baku. my friend and I just decided to go back to sweet home. On the bus stop there was sitting one old man, he was just smiling at me. He has so kin eyes. I felt I was sitting in front of a firework and my died grandpa was looking at me (I've never seen any of my grandfathers).
He was trying to say something to me. but freezing weather was disturbing our conversation so hardly, that I got stone-deaf.
Yes, I was watching to his eyes and trying to understand the speech without words. But I wasn't able. Anyway he continue giving me warmth.

- OK, Giorgi 79 came, we should go?
- sorry? oh yes sure!
- come!

Today I was a bit warmer then yesterday. And here we are on the same bus stop. and again the man. now I was waiting to meet him. and I smiled. but happened what was unexpected, his face was frozen. Oh, an I felt so frozen inside. I continue to look at him. I was trying to read his eyes or other part of the face, but everything was frozen on it. And around him, everything was stopped.
Today our bus came soon.

And now I’m sitting in sweet home in front of computer... maybe he's sitting in front of fire on a cardboard and trying to melt ice, which people make.
sorry grandpa that human are so unhuman ...

Giorgi Rodionov

city cafe

City cafe
Baku,
3:00
I’m just opening my eyes.
Yes I was sleeping till 3 am.

Civilization starts.
My friend and I go to one cafe in the downtown. And now I’m sitting in “city cafe”. Here we’re eating pasta. The lights are so warm inside the cafe, and the chairs are so comfortable, I want to sleep again.
But here comes the sun, two girls just entered the cafe. They are from Azerbaijan, but they speak in Russian. Maybe it’s fashion for them. They are looking in the menu very carefully. One of the girls touched her neck like she was making massage and then moved to her necklace. Disturbing the necklace she opens her red lips.

“Hey, we decided!”
“So, what will you order?”
“One cola, juice, and two hamburgers!”

Her everybody is resting except the silence. Yes, he’s making so big noise. But again the two girls are breaking the silence.

“Listen, don’t be like that. You can have the pillow in your hands and hug it. You can sit like this or that, you can change your chair.”
And the girl’s showing her friend all the poses how she can sit in the place.
I finished my pasta and it’s time to leave.

one life stands

Yes, in last post I write that I fall asleep because of four suns in our minibus.

And I just woke up when the driver stopped the car to eat something. My friend Aydn and I went out. The first business for me was to go to toilet, and here we go. It is white small cabin standing near to the "restaurant", before you go in it's better to cover your nose somehow. Otherwise it can be dangerous for your health. Well, I raped my clothes and covered my face, I went in the absolute darkness. Ok, I think it's not interesting for you what and how I did it inside there. : )))

Here we go, the restaurant is waiting for us. I am really very hungry, like the wolf in the winter. I cross the door of the place and I am in a zoo. I really have the feeling, because I feel myself like a special animal which was just moved to the zoo. Everybody watch us, I’m trying to be a human and just sitting on an old chair, next to white table. We really felt we were in India, everything’s so dirty here. We just ate cabab, we were dying because of hunger. And we left all the smiling faces in the so called restaurant.

P.S. when I'm writing the post I have some health problems because the glass of the "reastauran" was very dirty, but anyway I decided to drink coca-cola from it :\

We continue our way to Baku. As the driver says we’ll be there at midnight.

The minis bus drivers are really very big fans of “law quality music”, so every time you travel by this transport you have to listen the music what they are listening very loudly. So if you want to get the feelings what I did listen this song.

But I’m sleeping again. : ) c u.

Neatral zone

Neutral zone, here happens nothing, even small birds don’t fly. Just old broken cars dare to stay here. They prefer to die in the haven, where there’re no borders. They looked like the people, who finished the surviving, when they had the happiest moments in their life.

My friend Aydn and I passed this cemetery of haven very fast with the song of John Lenon imagine. We imagined, there was no countries, no religion, no hell, nothing to kill or die for. We just lived for today. We imagined all the people sharing all the world. But both of us knew it was just an imagination.

And there was my first step in Azerbaijan on this time. Now for me passing the border is full of fears, and main reason of it is, I have Armenian stamp in my passport. Some people said to me, that they had very big problems with crossing the Azeri border, just because they had Armenian stamps in their passports. But as usual nothing goes as wrong as many people say. This situation neither was the exception also.

On the check point they just asked me some questions, like what I was doing in Armenia, where I’m going to stay in Azerbaijan and etc. They also said, that I shouldn’t worry about anything, because I had such a good Azeri friend next to me.

And both of as shouldn’t worry, how to get to Baku, because the long queue of taxi drivers were waiting us outside.

When I went out, I felt I was a celebrity and they were my fans, they stick us like the smallest fishes are sticking whales in the ocean.

But “the whales” decided to go by minibus. In the bus we are just six of us. Here is just one woman petting her beauty on a chair. She wears black shawl and smiles to me every time, when she looks at me. And when she smiles in front of me I always see three suns. They are shining from her golden teeth. Now in this minibus, because of one real and three mirage suns it’s getting very worm.

Sleeping.

Giorgi Rodionov