I was walking on my way.As usual, the wind took Baku by storm. Walking on the boulevard in windy weather gave a headache to a normal person, but I liked it, on the contrary. When I walked along the shore of the sea, I forgot all my troubles. At that moment, a boy caught my eye, I think he was my age. He had very tired eyes, as if the war had passed, and his pale face made me forget that it was warm summer, as if it was a quiet but cold winter. Maybe the war had passed, who knows. I tried to pretend that I wasn't watching him.
But it's a pity that my suspicions were starting to be true, he was fed up with his life and wanted to commit suicide. I thought that I should do this reckless act as soon as someone stopped him, but since the weather was windy and it was 6 in the morning, it was my duty to save him. And I did it. But instead of thank you, boy shouted at me and pushed me. He didn't know that I was even more stubborn than him, he would live. Finally, the boy got fed up and asked me what was wrong with him, and I said that I was just saving his life. Yes. I said so. Of course, the boy was a little nervous but because I ignored his screams, he finally calmed down and I started to listen to him. One of my suspicions turned out to be true, he was a war veteran. He didn't tell me why he committed suicide because he didn't trust me. He was one year older than me. I learned his name. He had a very beautiful name - Jamil
To be continued...
