– Pasha, do you think it’s easy to get over everything that happened to me and my sin again? Tell me straight away. Do you think it’s easy to see these children but not see my own son who’s not alive anymore? Frankly speaking, I’d like to quit work. How about their eyes full of pain and despair, and hope? I need to think it over, Pavel. If there weren’t those cursed slippery stones, Pavel. If there wasn’t a moment I lost my focus… Pasha, I can only tell you one thing. I can’t help thinking that I was the one who had it done with my son. If I hadn’t been that careless, that accident wouldn’t have happened. I never told it to anyone. You’re the only one to hear it. I still cry when I remember him. Although why I’m telling you that, you saw my tears… Simultaneously I’m an animal and absolutely nothing, my friend,– he sobbed and went to the bathroom. He tried to calm down there. He wiped off his tears and saw his reflection for the first time in many days. It broke his heart even more and he regretted that he accepted an offer from a friend to come over.

After some time they were in the kitchen and went on his conversation, drinking some tea. It was a late night but each of them wanted to have a chance to speak up. Pavel tried to listen more son his friend could have a chance to get rid of his emotions. And he also tried to ask him the same questions. Muhit was hard to be recognized. He was interested in everything. Perhaps even concealing it from his friend, Muhit was trying to look into the future and make some of his plans. Pavel knew him well and saw it going but he also felt the condition of his friend. The condition which he was trying to bring back to life. The friend who now was trying to conceal his broken heart clumsily. They went to bed late at night and each of them were glad in their own way. This day gave them back the support, a desire to do good deeds.

Pavel was thinking about his family and work. Muhit was trying to remember the way he was helpful to other people. Their wishes and dreams were taking both of them into deep thoughts where a personal satisfaction from helping and saving lives was pushing them to live.

The next day Muhit came back home. He was cleaning for a whole day. His eyes were glad to see washed and folded neat clothes.

– Will you really go back to work tomorrow, Muhit?,– he asked himself this question in his mind. He glanced over the room quickly and sadly and went on thinking about the hospital and children. The job which was offered by Pavel didn’t leave his mind. He was trying to focus, imagining to what extent he had to unite all this work in order to achieve the set goals. Deep inside, he was happy to get that offer because it could attract him much with its grandness. Even though the job might be hard, at least it can dim his pain. The pain which dared to change him that much. The pain which gave him a hope to live. But still, some kind of concern couldn’t leave him.

– Muhit, what’s wrong? Kanat, if only you were next to me now… My notes, where are they? I need to help kids with the same problems, Muhit,– he addressed himself and realized the reason for his worry. He sat down, looked at his son’s photo and burst into tears again.

Chapter 3. Meeting

The work went as it was. Muhit started his new thing with great enthusiasm. Recently moving to another building of the children city hospital was met with great enthusiasm from all staff. Each of them wanted to get used to it and most of them were successful. Some of them were still trying to adjust to a new reality, messing with the office numbers and confusing the floors of the building. Muhit belonged to the latter group but his new work, entrusted to him by Pavel, didn’t leave him any opportunity to pay attention to that. And he was really glad. The new medical staff was happy to get new conditions for their patients.