Alex Markovich. A Village

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The residents of the little village had not the slightest suspicion that very soon the world as they knew it would abruptly end, without a shred of evidence that it had ever existed.

If one were to ask any dweller of this village who he is, where he came from and what expectations he/she had for the future – he/she either would not, or more likely, could not answer any of these questions. Their pat response was, that the mission of the first one is to be a farmer, the second one – a cattle-breeder, the third one – a blacksmith, and so on.

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Alex Markovich. Is there a God?

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Steve was brought up in spirit of a true Catholic: his parents wanted to cultivate love for faith throughout his childhood. They sincerely hoped that he would follow in the footsteps of his uncle, who was the pastor of a local small community church. But Steve, soon after turning nineteen rushed to escape from his home. As a result his parents deeply resented their son, and bore a grudge for a very long time: Steve’s choice, Massachusetts Technological, or as commonly known MTI, was beyond the comprehension of his relatives – even in 2013. In spite of all the technological progress of the mankind, computers were considered as great evil by the family.

Steve was one of the best students: president’s scholarship, high marks, prizes in international competitions – all that in seven years following graduation from the Institute, granted him the position of the Vice-President in one of the…

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Alex Markovich. Platypus

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Have you ever wondered why in our world there is so much absurdity? Where do so many animals, birds, fish and insects come from? And we, homo sapiens, sometimes behave no better than a wolf or a ram.

Using platypus as an example it is very easy to explain.

Once I had a chance to chat with one of the Creators. The Creator, speaking our human language, was a bit drunk, so he readily agreed to spare some human minutes with me.

Oh, these students are a disaster! – he started. – Not like in the old days. In the past they were making dinosaurs and whales. And what now?.. Some make flies, some worms, some mosquitoes, some concentrated just on microbes. OK, if we take the group A-20-S-S – they, at least, spent most of their time with flora – more use for you, humans; at least thanks to…

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Alex Markovich. Sweet Romance

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When he showed up late again, she immediately attacked him:

And what’s your excuse this time? Had to work late? Got caught in traffic? What……….

Well… – he mumbled, but she interrupted him.

Oh, I understand, you are simply indifferent to our relationship. You don’t give a damn about us.

I just… – he stuttered.

You always ignore me. You show up when you want, stay for awhile and find some feeble excuse to leave. – Christine’s face got sour from anger.

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Alex Markovich. Amnesia

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Sam’s turn in the line had finally come.

Have a seat Mr. Lloyd, uttered the nurse and pointed to the armchair.

Sam sat.

Ok.., all documents are ready… just needing your final approval… your final agreement, – and the nurse gave Sam the pad where he had to put his “signature”.

Sam touched the necessary part with his thumb.

Follow me, – said the nurse and pointed to the room.

Sam lay down on a special bed.

Sweet dreams, – wished the nurse and closed the door.

Sam woke up in two hours. He felt wonderfully restored.

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Alex Markovich. Amnesia

Sam’s turn in the line had finally come.

Have a seat Mr. Lloyd, uttered the nurse and pointed to the armchair.

Sam sat.

Ok.., all documents are ready… just needing your final approval… your final agreement, – and the nurse gave Sam the pad where he had to put his “signature”.

Sam touched the necessary part with his thumb.

Follow me, – said the nurse and pointed to the room.

Sam lay down on a special bed.

Sweet dreams, – wished the nurse and closed the door.

Sam woke up in two hours. He felt wonderfully restored.

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