♥ Saturday, November 07, 2009 ♥ 8:17 AM
Russian couple reunited after 60 years apart

Russian couple reunited after 60 years apart

By Will Stewart in Moscow and Gethin Chamberlain
Published: 11:41AM GMT 12 Jan 2008

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When Anna Kozlov caught sight of the elderly man clambering out of a car in her home village of Borovlyanka in Siberia, she stopped dead in her tracks, convinced her eyes were playing tricks.

There, in front of her, was Boris, the man she had fallen in love with and married 60 years earlier. The last time she had seen him was three days after their wedding, when she kissed him goodbye and sent him off to rejoin his Red Army unit.

By the time he returned, Anna was gone, consigned by Stalin’s purges to internal exile in Siberia with the rest of her family as an enemy of the people. They left no forwarding address.

Frantic, Boris tried everything he could to find his young bride, but it was no good. She was gone.

Now, more than half a century later, they were reunited, an extraordinary coincidence leading them both to return to their home village on the very same day.

“I thought my eyes were playing games with me,” Anna said. “I saw this familiar looking man approaching me, his eyes gazing at me. My heart jumped. I knew it was him. I was crying with joy.”

Now 80 years old, Boris had returned to visit his parents’ grave. As he stepped out of the car, he looked up to see Anna standing by her old house, where they had lived for the few days after the wedding.

“I ran up to her and said: 'My darling, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. My wife, my life...’”

They stayed up all night, talking about everything that had happened to them and the cruel circumstances that tore them apart. They met when he was secretary of the Young Communists and had to make a speech in the village.

Afterwards, she was standing there in a circle of friends, but he had eyes only for her. Her father had been purged by Stalin before the war for refusing to work in a collective farm, but Boris did not care. She was too beautiful for words. “I loved her and would always defend her,” he recalled.

So the romance blossomed. When he came home from the front, she was always there, waiting. In 1946, they married. It was a hasty wedding; there was no time for anything else and they could not afford anything grand in those hard years after the war.

Three days later, he had to return to his unit. “We kissed goodbye - but I never expected we wouldn’t see each other for more than half a century,” Anna said.

A little while later, the state caught up with her. Like her father, she was branded an enemy of the people and forced with the rest of her family into internal exile in Siberia.

“I threatened to commit suicide rather than go because I couldn’t live without him,” she said, “but in the end I was forced to go. It was the most miserable time of my life.”

On his return, Boris was distraught. “She was always waiting for me when I came home, but this time there was no sign of her,” he said. “Nobody knew where they were, or what had happened to Anna. That’s how we lost any track of each other”.

In their new village, Anna’s mother resolved that the girl should remarry. She told her that Boris had remarried. “She said he had forgotten about me - that’s why no letters came.

“I didn’t believe it and I longed for him so much. But one day I got back home from work at a timber plant and my mum had burned all his earlier letters, poems and pictures - including our wedding photographs.

“She told me this other man was coming to meet me - and that I should go out with him, and if I was lucky, he’d marry me. I burst into tears and rushed into the yard. The world turned black for me. I wanted to die and I got a clothes line and went into the hayloft intending to hang myself.

“My mother came in and slapped me in the face and told me not to be so stupid. She persuaded me to go out with this man, Nefed, and gradually he and my mother persuaded me that this was where my future lay.”

Boris, too, finally gave in and re-married. He became a writer, penning a book dedicated to the woman he’d married as a young soldier but only ever spent three nights with.

In time, their respective spouses died. With the demise of the Soviet Union, Anna was once more able to travel home. Then came the chance reunion. “I felt the same when we met last year,” Boris said. “I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Yes I had loved other women when we were separated. But she was the true love of my life.”

He suggested they marry again. Anna resisted, but says he talked her round. “What’s the point, I said, we can just live together they rest of our lives? But he insisted. I never thought I’d be a bride at my age but it was my happiest wedding.

“Since we found each other again, I swear we haven’t had a single quarrel. We’ve been parted for so long and who knows how much is left for us, so we just don’t want to lose time on arguing.”


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fairy tales do exist after all. sometimes, somethings happen for a reason. i did cried, maybe because i'm a very emotional person? whatever it is. i think this true story is very touching and heart-warming. =)






♥ Saturday, October 10, 2009 ♥ 8:36 PM
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i miss you...





♥ Friday, October 02, 2009 ♥ 1:37 AM
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why are you trying so hard to fit into my life now?
isn't that a little too late?

why are you trying to find similarities in our lives?
isn't that a little too dumb?

why are you trying to change yourself to be someone else?
isn't that a little too tiring?

why are you trying to make small talks now?
isn't that a little too fake?

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you were the one who choose to turn your back on me.
you were the one who betray the trust i once had so strong for you.
you were the one who lied to me when i told you nothing but the truth.
you were the one who decided to do sneaky things behind my back.

you were once someone i care so much for.
you were once someone i love dearly.

good bye.





♥ Tuesday, September 08, 2009 ♥ 11:38 PM
Specially for you...

Dear Steven,

I have never met anyone like you. You taught me things that I have never experienced before. You show me the other side of life. You are more than a friend to me. You are my everything.

I have tired my best to anticipate your every moves, but damn, you are always one step ahead, always full of surprises. You make my world full of excitement! Tell me, how am I going to ever live without you!

Every single thing about you simply drives me crazy. Your cute little innocent face, oh, how it melts my heart. Your sexy voice, oh, how it sends shivers down my spine. Your gentle touch, oh, how it arouses me so much. Tell me tell me, what am I supposed to do to be same as you or even better than you!

You are unique. You are special. You are one and only.

For you, I'm willing to hold the torch, light up the path and guide you through.

I love you.

Always loving you till the rest of my lifetime and the next and the next and the next and the next and the next,
Fiona





♥ Wednesday, May 06, 2009 ♥ 10:29 PM
Bloody Wednesday

Met Eileen after school! Shopped for awhile only because of the stupid cramps, it was too hurtful so I got to call it a day. Sickening. Period sucks. Cramps sucks even more.

Thank God there's no school tomorrow!

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Three more days to my party!