A bad good day of Alexei Turov. Metlitskaya M.

How many can say many with confidence: I don’t regret anything in my life, I don’t want to replay anything, even if it were possible? Probably there are no such at all. Everyone made mistakes. Remember the phrase from the cult Soviet film: “Who was not mistaken in his youth!”

Torov considered himself a successful, successful person, and if he was offered to replay in life, he would just laugh: about a better life And you can’t dream. He lived without hesitation and not remembering, until he met the old friend of Gradov, a man from the distant past, from the poor - what was there, a beggar - youth, when he was so sweetly dreamed when he was sure that happiness was not in money and not In social status, but in love. The real one, from which breathes breathing, from which it throws from acute happiness to hopeless longing. And he had such love. And there was music, and there were dreams.

But he outgrown all this or something. Forgot, crossed out of life. A meeting with an old friend seemed to melt the respectable Mr. Turov. Now he understands: I would like to replay a lot. But is it possible?