January 26, 2011
I would like to show you my Moscow. It’s a city that will always have a special character. Living in Moscow is like living under a volcano.
One of our friends wanted to move to Canada, but he changed his mind at the last moment. He explained his motivation to stay by saying that, in Canada, he will not have enough adrenaline on a daily basis. When he was driving us to the airport, he was speeding and breaking so many rules of traffic, to the extent that I got enough of an adrenaline rush to last me for the next five years.
Moscow is different for everyone – some people love it; others don’t. There is a Russian expression that goes, “Moscow does not believe in tear”. If you have survived in this city, you could survive almost anywhere.
In Moscow, on my favourite boulevard in the center of the city, you can see the following people at the exact same moment – an extremely done-up young woman, a little old lady, and a highly intoxicated gentleman, who is bathing in the fountain, right in front of everyone.
If you ask somebody for directions, and they don’t respond, it’s likely that they are in Moscow for work-related reasons, and they don’t really live there. Many citizens of Moscow love their city, and would be glad to show you the way to any place.
I love Moscow, but I prefer to miss it and enjoy it from afar. It’s more like a solid friendship than true love. This city has shown me the best things it is capable of. It has often been very unfair to me, but, overall, we have come to some sort of an understanding. We have shared too many amazing moments together!
Every time I visit it, I recognize this city less and less. We seem to be drifting farther from each other. I feel like that special Moscow atmosphere is gradually being replaced by something else. The famous grandiose architecture is still there, life is bustling, but the spirit is becoming something different. Unfortunately, it’s not just me who notices this – my good friends who live there tell me the same thing.
Maybe, just as it is impossible to go back to your childhood, it is impossible to go back the same city you remember from the past.