I discovered my passion for writing after I quit my day job. So I began to write fiction stories, self-help books, and articles, blogs, etc.
As we mingled with Russian families, we became a part of their lives while they became a part of our lives. They were no children of my age but much younger about the age of my little sister then or even younger. Yet, we found happiness befriending them and playing with them.
Play with Russian Children
Right in front of our prefabricated home and sitting on a mat with toys, clay, and dolls, we attracted the little children of our new colony. Below you will see two pictures of us playing with them and having good times with the sea waves swishing a few steps away.
Snap with a Bunch of the Children
We snapped pictures with a bunch of children in the hot summer breeze and also when we got invited to birthday parties. These pictures follow below.
Make Family Friends Living Outside of Our Colony
We not only had Russian families as our wellwishers but also reached outside of our colony to make friends with native Deshi families. We visited their homes, and they came to visit us.
Dad’s New Hobby of Gardening and Our First Pumpkin
While Dad took classes at a nearby university and taught students, where he was in high demand for the courses he taught in Computer and Electrical Engineering, he also found pleasure not only observing the sea at home and spending time with our neighbors and family as well but also getting involved in his new hobby of gardening. He weeded out unwanted plants, loosened the soil and watered the hedges and flower plants. We also helped him in the process and for fun, we planted a pumpkin seed beneath the soil. That plant grew up bigger and bigger until it helped us to give two large pumpkins, which we shared with our neighbors by giving them big slices.
Below you will see Dad gardening enjoyably and in another picture, my sister and I holding the first heavy dark green pumpkin from our garden.
The Most Available Little Girl
Katcha was a three-year-old Russian girl who was the most available child near about our home, and we took her in many of our pictures lovingly. Below is a picture of Dad carrying fondly the little girl. Next is a picture of my sisters and myself along with Katcha sitting a few steps away from the sea.
Family Pictures in the Winter Time
Below you will see me in a green coat standing by the sea with my little sister in a red coat looking in a different direction in the cold winter wind. Next is a picture of my parents. Dad is in a suit to fight off the burgeoning cold.
Learn to Swim in the Following Summer
In the following summer, my sisters and I learned to float and swim in the sea along with the children of our colony.
My Dad Along With Different Neighbors
In the first picture below, Dad is sitting near the sea with a neighbor who loves to sing and play his guitar as a hobby. In the next picture, Dad is seen smiling happily with a neighbor interested in fishing as a hobby. His long fishing rod can be seen partly in the picture.
Dance a Cultural Dance
There were many things in the colony we participated in. One of them was a cultural program where my sister and I danced a native cultural dance, much to the applause of the Russian families.
Family Snaps By the Sea
Following you will see pictures of my Mom and Dad snapping separately by the sea.
Next comes a picture of my sisters and myself enjoying and sitting on rocks by the sea. A family friend's little daughter was also with us. The cool wind fluttered through our hair while the waves of the sea dashing against each other in the background gave an edge to our skin.
We had the time of our life living in this colony by the sea. But for a better future and especially for our better and more disciplined schooling, Dad decided to resign from work and depart from abroad and settle in our country. It was sad leaving the Russian colony where we had strongly bonded in just six months. Yet, we had to say goodbye to them, with us, the sisters remembering the faces of the majority of those children as we look into those pictures still now…
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