Story World: Eves Diary

- The splendor of the story of the world's best creators ...

- Original creator - Mark Twain Introduction-Paresh Vyas

- It is strong and I am gentle, I do not need it as much as I need it - Life without it is not life, which I can sustain now.

'Varta' was created for the first time in Gujarati language. It was 100 years old last year. On this occasion, a unique celebration was held by publishing classic stories of famous creators of Gujarat in 'Gujarat Samachar'. A treasure trove of Gujarati stories received a warm response from readers. After that, it is now presented to the readers of 'Gujarat Samachar' - the splendor of the works of the world's foremost storytellers ...

(Continued from the past: Adam, the first man of creation, lived in the Garden of Eden in heaven. Eve came there. Eve felt that Adam was interested in her. Eve was eager to know a lot. Eve also searches for fire. She doesn't match Adam in the beginning. .. now forward)

Friday: I saw it, for a moment, last Monday when night fell. I hoped he would praise me for the improvements I had made to the estate because my intentions were auspicious and I worked hard. But he was not happy, he just went back and left me. There was another reason for her displeasure. I tried one more time to stop him from going to the falls. The reason was that the invention of fire aroused in me a different feeling, a feeling that was very different from love, sorrow or any other feeling and that was the feeling of fear. Scare! And that was terrible! I wish! I would never have found it. That feeling was shattering my happiness, I was trembling, I was shivering. But I couldn't explain it to him because he hadn't felt the fear yet and so he couldn't understand me.

Friday-Tuesday-Wednesday-Thursday and today:

Went without seeing it. It's better to be alone than to be alone. I just wanted a company, that's what I became - that's why I made friends with animals. They are attractive, their attitude is affectionate and their manners are polite. They never seem to be offended. They never let you feel that you are interfering in their work. , If any. And they are always ready to jump or hang out or hang out with you. I think he is the Perfect Gentleman.

We went on long distance tours, and I saw the world, I think almost the whole world and so I became the first tourist in this world and the only tourist. And when we go on a trip, it's like watching a scene. For convenience, I prefer to ride a tiger or a panther because its back is round and smooth and fits me and they are beautiful animals but I prefer to sit on an elephant if the journey is long or if I want to see natural scenery. It lifts me from its trunk and puts me on its back but when I have to go down I can go down myself because it sits down and so I go down the lassi.

After Ejaculation: When I look back, it seems that the paradise of the Garden of Eden was a dream. It was beautiful, many times beautiful, attractive, charming, unparalleled and now it is not and it will not be seen anymore.

I lost the garden but I got it and I am satisfied. I'm happy He loves me as much as he can. I love him with all my strength. And for my femininity and my youth it is only fair to do so. If I ask myself why this is so? - I don't know if I get the answer. And to be honest, I have no desire to know the answer. This kind of love is not an argument or a discretion or a statistic. There are no reasons for this kind of love. This is not like love for any reptiles or other animals. I think yes, that's it. I love certain birds because they can sing well but I don't love Adam because of his singing skills - no, not at all. On the contrary, the more she sings, the more I feel I can't match her. However, I ask her to sing because I want her to learn everything that interests her a little. And I'll get used to it. I used to think that I would not tolerate it but now it does not matter. This is like spoiled milk but now I am addicted to such milk.

How intelligent is that? No, that question is irrelevant because that's why I don't love it. No, her intelligence is not the measure of my love. And it is also reasonable to blame him for his intelligence because he did not create it, it is as if God created it, and that is enough. Doing so will require some wise motive from the above, I know. And as time goes on, her intelligence will develop, although I don't think it will happen all of a sudden and ... and also that I am in no hurry, it is as good as it is now.

A liberal mindset or even the ever-gentle feeling of always thinking of others is not my criterion for loving it. No, he is deprived of these things! But it is enough and is improving.

No, her hard work is not the reason I love her. I think he is doing the venture and I don't know why he is working so hard but why is he hiding it from me? - I am just sad about that. Besides, he is now talking to me in a very candid and open manner. I don't like to keep anything private from me. Sometimes thinking that it hides something from me, I can't even sleep but I will keep such thoughts away from my mind. I have nothing to do with my happiness, my happiness is always on the rise.

No, studying it is not the reason for my love. He has learned what he has learned from himself and believes that there are many things in this creation that he knows about, but it is not.

Not even the patient femininity is the reason I love her - no, not even that. She told me about her femininity, but there was nothing wrong with that. This is a characteristic of the male gender, to say that I respect women, respect women and that the gender is male, it has no contribution of its own. He did not create it himself. Of course I shouldn't say that about it. Who becomes a man and who becomes a woman? - I can't take credit for that either. Because I have no own contribution in shaping me as a woman.

So what is the reason I love it? Maybe it's ... because he's a man, I think.

He is a good man at heart and could rarely do any harm to anyone. Even if it kills me, I will still love it. I know. Maybe it's based on her masculinity, her masculinity, I think. It is strong, good looking and that is why I love it and I am very happy to see it and I am proud of it but even if it did not have these qualities I could have loved it. Even if it is very simple, I can love it, even if it is a ruined man, I can love it. I can work for it, serve it and pray for it and stay by its side till I die.

Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either. My guess is that there is no other reason than this. And that is why I think, as I said before: this kind of love is not the product of any logical argument and statistics. This kind of love just happens-no one knows when-and no one can explain how it happened. Such persuasion is not even necessary.

That's what I think. But I am, after all, just a girl, and the first girl to have thought of something, to investigate, and it is possible that due to my insufficient experience and lack of knowledge, I did not understand this whole thing well and correctly.

Forty years later: I pray, I long to live this life together, side by side, together અને and this longing will never perish from this earth, it will take the place in the heart of every wife who loves as long as Their lives are not over and every woman will be called by my name, Eve.

But if it happens before the time comes for one of us to leave here forever, I pray that it may be me because it is strong and I am gentle, I am not so much needed for it as it is for me - without it. Life is not life, which I can sustain now. This is also my eternal prayer, and this prayer will continue to be said as long as this whole species of mine lives, I am the first wife of this creation and I will be the last wife of this creation again, I will repeat myself.

Above Eve's grave:

Adam: Where it was, heaven was there.

(Finished)

Introduction to the Creator

Mark Twain

Born November 30, 19

Died 31 April 1910

The world-renowned American author Samuel Langhorn Clemens, nicknamed Mark Twain, was a great author of short stories and novels. Her stories and novels are famous for their humorous style, vivid portraits and unforgettable character writing. William Faulkner, a Nobel laureate and a leading literary figure, called Mark Twain the "father of American literature." Hearing the news of his death, the then US President William Howard Taft paid tribute, saying that Mark Twain had made millions of people have a lot of fun - a real rational joy - and that his literary creations would continue to do so for millions of generations to come.