Letter(s) from Olga Shishcina to Mike (USA)

Letter 1

Hi guy! My name is Inna. I am on a dating site for the first time in my life and hardly I can tell what exactly sparked my interest in your profile. I do not think that any profile is able precisely to define all qualities and all depth of the soul of the person you are looking for. But you were what I wanted to write. I'm lonely, single, 32 years old woman. There's nothing wrong with me, but I can't expect to find the men of my dreams in a bar or at a club. Those places are for superficial people whose only judgment upon you is based on appearance and not the content of their character. I have lost many close people in my life, this has enriched me to see what is really important in life, and what does not... I was hurt in my life, who didn't? But I still live with the hope that God will put me on the right path to meet my other half. I am romantic and very sincere in a relationship. My life is great, but far from perfect, seems there is one thing missing from my life. It's!
that special someone that I can share all the wonderful moments in life. I want to fall in love and feel totally enamored when I see him, talk to him and hear him voice, for the first time and every time after that to an eternity! I do not know if it is really possible to find a soulmate in such a way. I have decided to take this step, courageous for me step in a way to possible happiness because I always gave chance to my destiny. Either way, I am looking for someone who i can spend time with and get rid of feelings of loneliness. I want to take it nice and slow as friends, and see if we are right for each other and if we are compatible. Maybe it will be a great friendship, maybe it will be the Love. Hopefully my email will find you healthy and happy and if you think that we are compatible I would like to try to go ahead. Anyway I know only one way to find it out, and that requires us to take a step. I am open and willing to take that step. I will wait for your letter and if you are really serious in your search, maybe we will find interest in each other. In the next letter I send you my picture. Please do not play with me in the joke, because I'm serious in my search, and I am saying everything with all sincerity. With best regards. Inna.

Letter 2

Hi, my dear friend Michael! Thank you for your letter. Day by day I feel more need in getting your letter. My mood has become better again when I have got your letter. I should say that when I have good mood I hear gratitude from my patients much more often (smile). Therefore, now the health of a Russian people depend on your letters (smile again).
Thank you for new picture. I already spoke, that you are a handsome man.
Your new picture confirms my words. You really very charming and attractive a man and to look at you is very pleasantly.
My religion is Orthodox Christian. I go to church as a rule some times in a month. It not often, but I think it not the main thing if in the heart there is belief. My mom since the childhood tried to impart to me the belief in God; but my belief has come into my heart at conscious age. I cannot tell that I very pious person. I believe and my belief comes from my heart. I think each person believe anyway; but someone goes to church every day and reads Bible every day while someone goes in church only when the soul really need it. And everyone believes in God's fairness. And I think any belief is right, if it helps the person to remove pain from soul. Not important how often the person goes to church and reads Bible. The main thing is what in your heart. The main thing is to live in the consent with laws of conscience and honor alongside with Laws of God. And has no value how the person believes.
The main thing if belief brings the peace in heart of the person.
To my regret I could not visit an exhibition. Last days was a lot of work and I could not go to Kursk. But it not death (smile). By the way, when I came to work today, my mood was bad, because my friend Mariya fell ill and now she is in the hospital. The saddest thing is that she has birthday today. She is 30 years old today. Unfortunately she will spend her birthday in the hospital. But I have already talked with a doctor and I will be allowed to spend evening in her chamber. In the evening I will bake a cake, I will buy balloons and go to the hospital. I hope very much that she will have good mood on her birthday.
She is my best friend. By the way, she works with me in the clinic. Mariya the doctor the otolaryngologist in our clinic. As a matter of fact I have only two real friends - Mariya and Anastasiya. Mariya is a lady who is in the hospital. Anastasiya is our friend already for several years. Mariya and I are like sisters. We like to take a walk. Usually we walk in the park. But also we like to spend time in Mariya vegetable garden. She lives in an old wooden house.
I don't know if you have seen such houses. It is the houses which were built before the Second World War, in the fortieth years. These are very old houses which don't have bath and running water. So people have to take water outside in the well. In modern world such conditions seem very terrible, but this is really so. We like to spend time in Mariya vegetable garden. There she grows the potato, tomatoes and cucumbers not to buy them in the market. Every winter Mariya, Anastasiya and I together build a big Snowman in her vegetable garden, using a big snow spheres. We put carrot instead of nose, and potatoes instead of eyes.
It is very funny. All neighbor's children came to see it. By the way, if we want to fool about, we put carrots not only instead of a nose but also below..... (hint and smile) First time we made such Snowman 10 years ago. Since that time we do it every year. It is a tradition for us. We poured it with water to cover with ice. So it could stand for the whole winter. I like Medvenka. Almost all people in our village know each other. Mariya says that she wants to live in a big city. I don't know where is better. Big city is a big traffic, fast rhythm of life, garlands of fires, lightning's of shop windows, high buildings, fountains, cinemas, parks, attractions, theatres. It is wonderful, of course I like it. But our village is a fresh air, a lot of trees and birds, silent and comfortable, cozy, quiet place, no hubris and vanity inherent for big cities. We have a lot of small and large lakes and rivers. The places are very beautiful. If there was no criminality, it would be paradise.
But alas, the criminal in small cities, as well as in the big cities is an integral part our life. Unfortunately the crime in Russia is on a very high level.
But I don't want to tell about sad things. Several times, Mariya, Anastasiya and I went to the festival of bard song. This is a place on the coast of the river where a lot of people come from all country. At night the coast is covered with thousand fires lights. The scene is a huge raft having the form of a guitar and established right on water and everybody who wants to sing together with famous bard singers, goes on this raft and starts to sing. And all thousands people become silent and listen to this singer even if he is absolutely unknown. It is the unique festival. I have to finish my letter. I don't want but I have to do it. Today when I will come to Mariya we will talk about you. She likes to ask about you and I like to tell her. I wanted to ask you what makes you happy Michael? What was the best gift from a woman you got?
Sincerely your, and with best wishes.

Letter 3

Hi Michael! At once I want to tell that Mariya sends you her greetings. I was in hospital and we have spent her birthday very well. I wanted to bake a small cake, but it has turned out on the contrary. The cake was huge. It weighed two kg. When I have brought it to hospital, we have divided this into set of pieces; and all doctors and some patients that were in this small branch are drank tea and ate a pie together with us and everyone was glad and happy. I have brought a lot of balloons. She was very glad and grateful to me. The day is wonderful today and the weather is good. The sun is shining all the day. To add to all this I have got your letter and my happiness doesn't have limits. So what about your weather? May be today after work I will take a walk. I like to walk along the street and to breathe the fresh air, especially when the weather is warm. As a matter of fact I don't want to go home. At home is very boringly and lonesomely. Sometimes I don't notice it, but sometimes when I come home with good mood, I want to talk very much, to share thoughts with anybody, to have fun. But my home is empty and I have to be in full loneliness. And my good mood disappears. I simply sit down into the armchair and look at the window.
And when the silence deafens me, when I hear movement of my eyelashes, at that moment the hoop of loneliness compresses my heart. I can listen to music or read a book. I can go to my friends. But in some moment I understand that I just deceive myself. In fact I want a beloved person to be near me, with whom I could spend evenings, to meet morning, to talk about yesterday and to dream about tomorrow day. I want to walk and to feel a strong man arm holds me. I don't want to cook meals only for myself. I want somebody to appreciate it. But I think enough about it.
Unfortunately I have no phone. Please, not be surprising. In Russia many people have no phone. To get a phone it is necessary to write the statement, to pay the big sum and after to wait for a long time queue.
Many people wait during several years. But I can try to call you from the international item of communication. If I can call you I will inform to you.
I with very big pleasure will call you.
Of course I'll give you my address. But I am not sure if is possible to trust Russian mail. The big shame to me to inform about it, but our mail works for us not reliably. A lot of letters and parcels do not reach the addressee. I will be worried very much if your package will not reach me. If you want to send me letter, your package should have the minimal sizes and do not draw attention of custom house. In Russian custom house checks everything, and customs officers decide what to skip and what to confiscate or detain. It's impossible to find a parcel or letter after that, especially if a sending from America. I do not want your letter parcel to come into the hands of any fat old customs guy or into the hands of his girlfriend. I would not want, that greedy customs officer has sold or has simply given your parcel to any interested person, or simply would open it ostensibly for checking assignment of contents.
My address:
Country: Russia
Village: Medvenka
Street: Sadovaya
Home: 6
Zip code: 307030
If you're looking for Medvenka then in the search engines need to write:
Russia, Kurskaya oblast ', Medvenka.

Letter 4

Hi Michael, again. I began writing the letter in the morning. Now already 5.00. Can you imagine? Today was heavy working day. My working day comes to an end soon. But, one employee has brought here her small son, and she has asked me to look after him because she should leave urgently for some hours. The boy knows me very well. He already some times remained with me and spent time. As our clinic works till 22.00, we can be here up to the end of work day. His mom works in our clinic only a few months and she has no friends or relatives here. That's why I already some times helped her. Her son is amusing boy. I asked him: What do you dream about? He answered that he dreams to become a grownup because grownups don't have problems with teeth. It was so funny. I often recollect childhood. I always dreamed to become a grown up as soon as possible. As every child I completely believed that grownups don't have problems at all. I dreamt in the childhood and I dream now. Of course, the world of dreams is an illusive world. We live in a real life, so we should not sink into the world of dreams and phantasies for a long time. When a dream becomes obsession, it can bring only pain and disappointment. Our dreams come true not always. It happens that you use all energy, all aspiration to make dream come true. But irrespective of how strenuously you try, not everything in this life depend on us. When the dream for a long time does not come true, dream ceases to be the star, that was for you a lighthouse in the ocean of the life. But anyway, I think that it is impossible to live without dreams and hopes. When there is a dream, the life is filled with sense. Our dreams force us to think, analyze, choose and come to a conclusion. The Faith and Hope are eternal satellites of our lifes. And regardless of what waits you at the end, we remember joy of the victories better, than disappointment and pain of the defeats. Don't you agree? I'm surprised that I write all this to you. I have never had a man, with whom I felt conveniently in sharing my thoughts. But now I have found you, and I am very glad. Forgive me for my frankness. If I said something superfluous forgive me please. Can I ask some small questions? Do you like to sleep, or get up early in the morning? Do you like to kiss? (smile) Are you a good kisser? (smile) Do you like when your friends come to your home or you prefer to go to friends. I adore when Mariya or Anastasiya come to my home. What clothes do you like to see in a lady? I will wait for your letter with impatience.