«Were you able to forgive everyone?» Roman asked, bringing me back to yesterday’s task.
I knew exactly who he meant from the swamp in which we had met, however, since I had no desire to discuss my Past with Roman, I avoided answering.
«Are we talking about me now?»
For a moment, I even thought, «Why? Why don’t I want to chat with Roman about the Past, that he already knows, in part, being a witness to it? Maybe because the Past, that made us met, separated us as well, preventing me to approach him? Or because I suddenly, just for a moment, wished to see Roman in my Future? In the very one, which in 36 nights – or how many of them left? – doesn’t exist anymore!.. Stop all this nonsense!» I interrupted the flow of daring thoughts so as not to get lost in worthless fantasies.
«Didn’t you say yesterday,» Roman suddenly put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to him and moving to a whisper, «that every person is Teacher and Student at the same time? In some way, you are certainly Master for me, but in some way, perhaps, my Student as well. No?»
The electric light came back as suddenly as it had gone away.
I pulled away from Roman abruptly.
The Guardian appeared from behind the black curtain and blew out the antique lantern, however, the candles on the guests’ tables kept burning for a long time.
«The next task is one of the easiest.»
…Remember at least 50 people who have influenced your destiny. They can be not only parents, but also writers, not only kind people, but those who offended you. The important is that thanks to these people some positive changes took place in you and / or your life.
Make a list of these people, and then mentally turn to everyone and thank, from the bottom of your heart, sincerely, even those who hurt you. They were sent to you from Above and exclusively for the good. However, sometimes it is possible to understand this only many years later. Or, how Sergey Yesenin wisely formulated, «You cannot see a face to face, you can see great things at a distance.»
The Guardian of the Portal approached me and defiantly rang the bell. The break was over. I went onto the stage and announced the Open Mic. The Cat materialized in Roman’s place.
«Why u not want I call u?»
«It’s night.»
«Want see u face. See u. No fly. Cancelled. I want u… Translation: