Has it been long
since you last had a look in a world map? I ask you to do it right
away. Find the Eastern hemisphere, the continent of Eurasia. Have
an intent look at the territory, which lies between 77 meridian and
32 parallel. Here among horizonless steppes (prairies) and under the
high blue sky live I. My city is Pavlodar. Country - Kazakhstan.
I am 36, born
April 23, 1966. My name is Aigul. It means a Moon Flower in
Kazakh. My name corresponds to my appearance and my inner world. I
am tall (170 cm), slim (65 kg), and playful. I have thick, dark and
very beautiful hair. My brown eyes are directed to the far countries
looking for a meeting with a devoted friend. My soul is kind, tender,
soft and optimistic. A sense of humor never abandons me. I am curious
and pay attention to everything new and exciting. To know the world
and its people is what appeals to my intellect.
By education I
am a stage director for amateur performances. But I do not work by
profession now. I am very fond of books, magazines, newspapers, socialize
with intelligent, knowledgeable people, who surround me. I work in
a big Mall as a Consultant-Saleswoman of clothes for men and women.
I get pleasure
in all kinds of art, and its unusualness - painting, sculpture, architecture,
movies. I like traveling, exercising, dancing. My hobby is to create
coziness and warmth at home, cook various delicious dishes. I see
my home as a big house with a garden. There are many rooms filled
with merry children's laughter. Kitchen… Big, with a huge table,
laid with yummy food. And children, children… The family is united,
joyful, happy. Be this dream fulfilled! Family is my number one priority.
I speak Russian
fluently and diligently study English and French. In my soul there
always sounds a song, like a quiet mountain spring, longing for a
meeting with a beloved man. I am persistent and determined in achieving
my goals, have an ability to understand others and love openly and
sincerely. My delicate figure wants to be hugged and hold by a strong,
reliable, faithful man.
The petals of
the Moon Flower are supported by my daughter Regina, aged 15. She,
like her mother is tall, slender, and beautiful. She shares all her
joys and sorrows with me like with a best friend. She is open and
caring, sociable, kind, joyful, energetic. She goes to school and
likes studying foreign languages. She socializes in a righteous world.
Serving God and following his commandments is a prior duty of everyone,
regardless of his nation. I rest in God's will and hope for a meeting
with you, my special man, in a good hour.
My parents, gray-haired
old folks, who have lived their life together like two peaceful pigeons,
coo about their Moon Flower and its eternal blossoming. For that I
need a ray of the sun to support my blooming. I hope that such a ray
will appear in my life embodied in a shape of a man. Moon Flower,
like nature, needs protection and careful handling.
I want to love
and be loved.
E-mail
available
posted in
September
2002
