Flashback

I read this book in my student years. Like everyone in my teens, I had an interest in mafia romance. Before we left with my roommate, we watched movies about the mafia. One day, he brought Mario Puso’s book “The GodFather”. We were so engrossed in this subject that we felt the lack of information we received from the movies and the hunger for more content on the subject. That is why we have already started to find and read his books. After reading this book, I realized that no matter how great a movie is, it can never be a book.

The book was so intriguing that the book was the one that was dropped first. Even when I arrived, if he had grabbed the book heroically, I’d have to run to the street to say, “Give me a minute and let me compare what he says here.” I would go into the park, take a bottle of water, and travel to America in the 40s of New York with my favorite book ...

The God Father” is a work by the famous American writer Mario Puzo. The book was published in 1969. The modern occupational criminal syndicate in the USA - Don Corleone is about the truth about the mafia. An equally credible and skillfully recorded experience is the ability to get into the most dangerous mafias’ rooms and make new money without having any life experience. The UK Association of Criminal Records is in demand, and the world’s largest criminal records will be included in the 100 rankings. Based on the work, in 1972, director Francis Ford Coppola starred Marlon Brando and Al Pachino. This movie is also a well-researched award, and now depends on the movie in the history of world cinema. These IMDB performances fall to 2nd place.

I watched in horror as the ones I loved were corrupted and killed. All around me the corpses grew, second by second. I ran away to my home in hopes of this just being a bad dream, but it wasn’t I know it isn’t. What led to this you ask? Scientist. The new coronavirus was devasting many countries Japan and China taking the worst impact. Millions died, billions suffered, and many survived but not without a cost. Scientist tried to create a virus that would counteract the Coronavirus in hopes of killing it off, but it went terribly wrong. The virus instead mutated and then merged with the Coronavirus. Scientist and Medics were baffled, never seen or heard of something like this happening. And so, it spread like wildfire fires in Europe then finally America, wrecking it to pieces.

I have a bad sick:

I don't know the name of this disease

since I was born

Symptoms:

- not tolerating injustice

- hating the tyrants

- hating zigzags

- helping the weak

- advising male girls

- cursing the dirty

- not walking around with the fools

- pursuing a better life

- the struggle for pride

- to look at the heart, not the beauty of the girls

- deliberately losing to the weak

yes i'm sick

i'm crazy

i am mad

who says what

but ...

I have not recovered yet

nobody can cure me

even myself

only God

sometimes I get sick

it sometimes embarrasses me

sometimes I complain about life

sometimes I don't want to live

Is there a cure for this?

I do not know

all silent

but there is one truth:

i will recover one day

only one thing fixes me

even if it is ...

it's ...

death!

A month ago, John died of a serious illness. We went to watch John's surroundings. Before we reached the grave, a dog named Layka was biting her tail. The deceased's brother stroked the dog's head with tears in his eyes:

"This dog is the most loyal to my brother!" he said to the crowd. "As a brother, I couldn't go to my brother." This dumb creature was beside my liver. Here's ...

Different people started talking. Someone said the dog was following people, another pointed to the fact that he was hungry and found a loaf and gave it to Layka, but he did not turn around. He was thrown away, stoned - it was useless. The dog is in the cemetery until dawn ...

But the game was still ahead. Because of my work in this way, I pass by the cemetery. Every time I see Layka lying next to the cemetery gate. The dog is bad. He slept there all day and all night.

"See, John's dog is very kind," I wondered beside me. "He has been there for a month, even if the owner has died!" It is invisible and does not eat. Just moaning ...

"But how does this poor master know he won't return?" -I said not hiding my pain.

Something weird happened when everyone started talking about the father's dog. The only son of the deceased Alison was in a tragedy. His five-year-old daughter Masha is gone. On the one hand, she has lost her father, she is now shaken and she does not even know her baby. His divorced wife, Rose, recently entered into a scandal.

I went home to ask Alison.

- Here, Sherzod! - I met Alison. - How are you?

"Thanks, are you alright?" I asked. - Is there evidence for Masha?

"Unfortunately, no, brother!" It has been more than two weeks since we searched. But I have no little girl! said the poor father.

- Don't squeeze, brother, find it! I'm doing my best too!

As I said, Alison's face changed for some reason. He looked at me strangely and said slowly.

"Don't worry, Sherzod, baby, it won't be found anyway!" If he were alive, he would still be alive. I think he was kidnapped already…

Was the chain of horror events started or until it stopped? One day before returning home from work, I saw a white jeep under a large fir tree. The car is Alison. An unknown woman was sitting on Alison's chest. I watched them for a while. Sister Alison had a smile on her face and did not look upset. The woman laughed uncontrollably, sometimes laughing, kissing Alison and stroking her hair.

I couldn't stand it any more. On the one hand, the man was very anxious and was sitting with a stranger. Despite my efforts, I could not find a reason to justify Alison. When I arrived at the cemetery gate, I always looked at Layka's bed. But for some reason the dog didn't appear. At that moment, someone reached out to touch my shoulder. I was scared. My neighbor.

"You can cough!" -I said amazed.

"I said scary!" Yes, where is the dog? Do I forget about the snow and forget the deceased owner?

"No, there's something here!" He was lying on the porch that morning. Interesting ...

As I was about to leave, my neighbor knocked on the door.

"Uh, Sherzod!"

"Yes, brother, you must never give up!" - I said.

"Hurry up, Alison's daughter is found!" The girl died a week ago ...

- What?! I was scared. A sweet girl appeared in front of me and smiled at me. "Is Masha dead?" -I said filling my lungs.

- Yes it is! People say "killed"! Fortunately, a guy working on the terrace laughed when he saw that Lisa was trying to dig a place.

"Was he killed?" What else is there to see? I said so.

A large crowd gathered in front of Rosa's house. A little later, Alison also appeared.

"Are you here, Alison?" - An old man from the neighborhood met him. "With work, my son ... Your Masha has died!"

But Alison went in silence and offered her condolences to Rosa. I was surprised. Does the father weep when he learns that his daughter has been brutally murdered? Does he have a heart? Even an unconscious creature loses a child and gives it lightning. But on Alison's face, let's face it, I didn't see any sadness or pain in all of her actions.

Just then Rosa jumped out the door

"Damn, cruel dirty!" She cried. - Why have you come to my house? You heard, your daughter is dead, our daughter is dead!

- What can I do? - gets Alison. "Who told you to divorce?"

- Off! Shouted Rosa. "If you hadn't caught me with a strange woman, you would have been dirty!"

- Stop it! You have led my daughter! You made me jealous and jealous of everyone! In fact, you killed our daughter! Alison got into his car and disappeared.

Rosa cursed her husband.

"May God punish you!" O God, cursed your father for having betrayed me and my child!

As the night started, I relaxed and returned to my yard. Sleeping hard without any effort, I saw Rosa, who was smiling and looking at me, lifting up the spotless Masha. Suddenly, my room's window knocked on the outside. I got up and looked out the window. He knocked a little harder. I was surprised. There is no one else. Then the floor began to spontaneously crush my heart as if someone else was at home. The light is off. Not one of us, there is no light on the whole street. My profession was electric, such times people would call. I used to touch a couple of parts of the mains in the street. This time the street was closed and I was afraid to move. Still, with a flashlight, I took my tools and went out.

The network was at the beginning of the street, about two hundred yards away. When I arrived, I started browsing the net using a flashlight. I checked the wires, the transistor. While I was unsure what to do with no problems, my eyes sparkled. About fifty yards down, a heap of fire is burning. I went downstairs to extinguish the fire so that it didn't increase the size of the fire! There was a white "Jeep" next to me, and Alison was lying next to him. I didn't know what to do because I was scared. But suddenly the flames increased, and the fire was extinguished. I went into the neighborhood and woke up. Instantly a large crowd gathered on the scene of the fire. Most of the time we carried water and extinguished the fire. But without examining what I had just seen, I could not find the end of it. Then my neighbor found a car and saw that Alison was sleeping in the central hospital. I also followed them. My mind is busy wondering, "Why does Alison get into this situation?"

Doctors said that Alison had already died. It is established that the deceased died of strangulation, but no traces of his neck were found. Surprisingly, the investigators ended the case without finding any evidence of murder. We agreed to leave the deceased tomorrow afternoon.

As I came out of the cemetery, my eyes were fixed on Layka, who was speaking in a corner. I was glad to see that the dog is healthy.

"Is the dog back?" "My fat neighbor started to joke again."

"Brother, stop laughing today!" -I begged.

- Did I say anything bad? This dog turned out to be weird. It was long last night! Now, look, the owner is smiling, as if the owner were now entering the cemetery!

Looking at the dog barking at its tail, my whole body froze. The mysterious discovery of the Masha, someone knocking on my window, the light switching off, the fire and the death of Alison and the disappearance of this faithful dog at night seemed mysterious to me as to why this was happening. my body was frozen.

No matter what anyone thought, it was like looking at this dog that I found the original tip.

This frightening thought didn't bother me;

But… the vision I saw the next day made me stunned. As I was leaving the cemetery for work, I saw a woman walking towards me. I found out that it was Alison's girlfriend and he was going somewhere. A little later she disappeared. Something else surprised me. At that moment the door to the cemetery slid open, and the faithful Laki, who was smiling at the bottom of the gate, got up and began to walk along the highway as if to follow someone. I think the dog was following the woman.

You make me smile

So much that my dimples come out

That my eyes are lit up with every star in the universe

Your texts, voice, hair

Makes me feels some way i've never felt before

You don't know it yet

But I love you

I love you.

I shouldn't. I have no reason to.

Not the fact that I've loved you for decades.

Not the fact we have reconnected twice.

Not the fact that you told me you loved me.

Not the fact that you embody everything I am not.

I've tried not to.

I've willed the memories of your presence away.

And yet here I am.

One Sidedly.

Loving you.

From now until forever.

Till Death do we part.

Death gives us life. It is the ultimate end for all, not just living creatures.

But what is death?

Death is one that is drained of life and cannot be revived?

It is.

Wait till it comes to you. The suffocation of oxygen and the loss of blood, the sudden stinging pain in the heart and the sudden darkness that overwhelms. The agonizing and suffering you will experience will open your eyes, never to close.

Death is the final moment you wish you are dead. Not the time your heart stops beating nor your body becomes cold.

Death is when people became like the dead and death is the cure to the pain that everyone will eventually suffer.

Life is death, our second life.