O’zbekchada o’qish uchun pastroqga tushing.

5:00 am

She woke up…found her phone on her side and looked at the time… too early to get up on a Sunday morning… closed her eyes… Continue reading

The drugs


20/01/2016 Tashkent

My reader, yes you, how long have you been following the posts? Or how long have you known me? Actually, you don’t have to answer, I’ve just wondered. Here I want to share  some passions of me whether you know them or not… You might find part of youself here below too… Continue reading


Morning… about 5 am…

The noise of construction workers woke her up. But she was so sleepy and at first she could not get where was  the noise coming from. It took her a few seconds to remember and the images of everything appeared in her mind as a  slide show: motorway widening… their old house… demolition… construction of  new house… moving…Yeah… What a birthday morning… Continue reading