Davlatova Shodiyona
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Davlatova Shodiyona
“YOR-YOR”
Morning, the rays of the sun hitting my face, the wind blowing past me without wanting to disturb me, the sound of water somewhere in the distance; at that moment my nose itched, as if the unusual fragrance of flowers had passed through my nose and entered my heart, neither the sound of the water nor the whimsical rays of the sun could move me, captivating me with its fragrance, the whole day proudly raised its head "he knew that I was attached to him, that he was everything only for me. The night was passing very long, as if the morning would never come. The dawn brought a worrying and unexpected "morning". And the morning was bright. Seventh Street, 25th Street, yellow wooden door, the light in the room at the end of the hallway on the right did not go out all night. What is the reason why the light did not go out? Actually?
Is it waiting for tomorrow?
Or is it mourning for tomorrow?
Her black hair, like a waterfall, spread out like a waterfall, freed from her bondage and turned into a free bird. Her eyes were red and swollen, she could barely open them. The room; clothes were spread out, on one side the beautiful wedding jewelry, on the other side, a flowered dress, a golden robe were folded in two. In the corner of the room, a girl sitting like a musician, frozen from the cold, and in her hands a world of love letters folded...
The day when everything changed completely, Dawn was approaching. "I want the dawn to come in the morning, to shine like the sun into your life and to follow your shadow with my warm taste next to you" These words gave me feelings that were like sunlight. As she said, she would wake up in the morning for dawn and to feel that "sun" you said, she fell in love with your heart and magical words that charmed her.
Two months and two days, for me these days were one of the most pleasant days to talk to you, to remember you, to receive a letter from you.” The girl took another letter in her hand. She first stroked it with her hand and smelled it, there was a white chamomile that was invisible in the middle, which had dried up inside the letter. The verses written on this sheet were the words of a man drowned in the ocean of love. “I did not know how I loved you, the only thing I know is when my paths will lead me to you.” These words hinted at a secret meeting.)
The letter had a gold paper skillfully glued to the corner of the side and the words written in small letters were written, (today, after the Century, in the old city of Navoi Park)
• What do you think?
– Did I go?
• Yes, of course
I was wearing a pair of shoes that made a clicking sound. Her hair was in two braids, and my ponytail was combed up to my chin. Meeting the owner of so many letters gave me a strong thrill. I entered Navoi Park and walked towards the path, the sides of the damp path were filled with benches. A young man was waiting on one of them. His eyes fell on the girl and made her dream come true. The girl wiped the tears that were rolling down from her eyes with her palm. She stood up abruptly, and because she moved so quickly, her head was dizzy and her eyes became dark. She stood there for a short time, then walked to the mirror, looked into her eyes, which were red and swollen. Then she went to the window and looked, and the sun, which was shining in the sky, was making itself known from afar with a reddish glow.
And in :
-Dawn broke and my heart was stuck in yesterday, maybe now dawn is a stranger to her. A few seconds later, uncles, aunts, and relatives she didn't know from somewhere arrived. The girl tried her best not to show that she was crying. They took her out of her room, and painters, hairdressers, and seamstresses came around her. The colors on her face, her arched eyebrows, and her eyelashes like swords seemed to pierce the side she was looking at. Tears flickered from her eyes, ready to escape. The spacious room was full of people, and a feeling of anxiety came over the girl. Will they find my letters...
– My daughter, are you ready?
• I don't know, mother
Turning to the people around her, her mother said:
– Are you ready?
• In one voice, yes.
After all, the bride and groom are waiting outside, the groom is coming.
• The girl dreams of "The groom?"
What kind of groom was he, a groom who had not seen me, who I had not seen, who did not know my heart, who I did not want... (Trumpet-trumpet, circle sound)
– Look, hey! Look
– Did you hear the sounds?
– Trumpet-trumpet, circle
(Girl: Trumpet-trumpet)
Why weren't you there, Why couldn't you be in his place, my unfaithful coward, after all, so many hopes, did you think of me...?
A large white triangular scarf decorated with embroidery and flowers was thrown over her head, a silk dress and long earrings... Behind the scarf, long eyelashes fluttered down and to the side like a person who had been forced to marry. Finally, the groom arrived... A future spouse she did not want and did not know. Everyone was in awe of the groom. The girl was worried about the letters in the room. When the formalities were over, Yor-Yor began.
• Yor-Yor...
I remembered the melody being sung to the accompaniment of the young men, the candy and sugar sprinkled over my head by the women standing on either side of me. The gray and white shiny papers were flying here and there on the ground. At that moment, I did not know how I had come walking, but suddenly I felt a hand grab the edge of my scarf.
– Who is it?
• Who...
The woman is not the one next to me.
– That was it, my husband just now extended his hand and said, "Come on, let me help you."
– I looked at my delicate, white hand, and then at her. My past days written on the scrolls of fate, the gardens where we walked hand in hand, Navoi Park...
At that moment, I wondered if I could forget everything. If I give my hand now, if I imagine her, it would be a betrayal...!
In that moment, the girl and the boy climbed into the horse-drawn carriage without extending their hand. The sounds of crying and wailing were heard, and water was sprinkled behind the horse-drawn carriage. What had really happened to the boy? Why did the heart-warming love story not end as they thought?
The girl accused the guy of infidelity. The guy accepted fate, let's go back to that day, the young man was returning from a meeting with his beloved in Navoi Park, and he was happy with life and his life. While walking along a rocky local road, he took a few steps back to the side as if to hide from the growling of a dog running towards him, but his foot hit a stone and, turning around, his legs did not obey him and he rolled down the hill, and months passed because of these events. The guy could not even write a letter to the girl, he could not tell her how he was. He had complete spinal paralysis. He kept her away from him, thinking that she would suffer and be unhappy with me. Once, on the street and in the cinema, he dreamed that "what if she is unhappy with my wife", but even if his wife came, he could not write, and if he wanted to see her, he could not smell her scent. The girl couldn't find the guy anywhere, he seemed to have disappeared...
All he had to do was remember her letters and memories. He waited for her even on the wedding day, unable to give her hand. He waited until she left in the carriage. The young man heard the voice of Yor-Yor coming out of her house from afar and wished her happiness. The horses were whipped, the carriage set off. The dark-haired, primrose girl slowly began to move away from her village...
Davlatova Shodiyona
Uzbekistan
2nd year student of the “International Relations” department of the “Foreign Policy and International Economic Relations” faculty of Tashkent State University of Oriental Studies.
Uzbekistan
2nd year student of the “International Relations” department of the “Foreign Policy and International Economic Relations” faculty of Tashkent State University of Oriental Studies.
Amateur poetess. Her poems and stories have been published in several magazines and newspapers.
