==LITHUANIA==

It's night. Dark and black, sorrowful as if the wrathful book of your destiny in your hands. The book, which nobody will take from you and throw as far as the hell and nobody could take it back into this wrathful life. Nobody knows whether this letter will knock at the door of your palace, whether your ears will hear it and your eyes will see it. But YOU see and hear everything around you, because there is no one living creature which can hide from you.

I am writing this letter for you, because I don't know anybody who could hear and listen to me. Maybe only the walls which are deaf as you? I am sure that you will stay wordless and won't answer my questions. A pile of questions, which are torturing not only me. Maybe you will answer, won't you? But you are silent. You remain wordless.... But I can't remain silent! I can't, in spite of the fact that I would like to stay deaf and dumb and not to notice what is happening around us. And the question will arise to you, why I am writing these sentences. Is it worthwhile to speak, when nobody listens? Is it worthwhile, when nobody opens their mouths? Open it and say a few human words, though you have gulped down thousands and millions of lives.

I am not going to tell you stories that you wouldn't believe, though it is our present, our reality, our awful everyday life, when human blood is flowing in streams and people themselves are drowned in alcohol quag and are desperately trying to climb out of it, but in vain....

The sad articles about the hurting reality are published in newspapers and magazines and they are as if mocking at those who try to make harmony. I have a desire to tell you my thoughts about the understanding of human rights. I have a desire to stop human tears and sobs in the world. I have a desire to see the star of peace in the sky which would give us just a little drop of hope. Aren't you smiling at my childish wishes? But just stop for a moment, don't hurry. You are perfectly able to do everything you want.

Think about wars, which take millions of people's lives. Think about murderers, robbers, burglars, who take away from people their last penny. Just think about children of alcoholic parents, about people who live eye to eye with hunger and about people who live in the rubbish heaps.... They are so disdained and scorned. Aren't the human rights violated? Is this truth difficult to listen to? Isn't it our future? Can't you put everything in the right order? I am at a great surprise when the officials treat the ordinary people as if they were not human beings.
Oh, dear Life! How difficult it is to be a man! To remain a human being in that hell of the world. The times when human values were higher than riches have already passed. Maybe we all turned to devils in people skin?

God gave a choice for us all. Alas very often we choose the side of the devil. We become indifferent and we don't want to know what is happening behind the shut door. It is as if we turn into sharks and seek only for personal use.

But I have a strong belief in the corner of my heart that there are some people on the Earth who are able to resist the temptation. You can say that everyone has a destiny of his life. The destiny makes everything which doesn't depend on a human being. Sometimes it is very cruel. I am not in power to argue with you and I am not going to prove you my truth, because I know I can not make any changes in your stone heart. Lots of people have stone hearts.

I can clearly remember a crying old woman in a city bus. Her own daughter had made her to leave the house she lived in for the whole life and brought up her little girl. Can't you see the old and tired people near the churches begging for money? Violation and cruelty firmly exists behind the door in our neighborhood, but we would never dare to open it....

There are written human rights and laws. But people suffer and are humiliated. We wouldn't need any laws if we only kept to the moral principles and wouldn't pass the threshold of evil.

Everyone should look inside himself and try to answer the question about the essence of life. Our parents often remind us: "Be kind, obedient and listen to grown-ups." But very often we forget it. Children hear many rude and vulgar words, often see their parents drunken and some day they turn to burglars and robbers. Parents shouldn't forget that they must give only good examples for their children, because the future depends on young people. It is a great responsibility of adults, but they very often forget about it.

It is dark night.... The sheet of paper is in front of me and I am writing and writing.... I have lots of questions inside of me and I know I must write. Dear and cruel Life, don't mock at my letter while reading it. Don't tear it to small pieces! Do not send it to the hell. I will persistently wait for your answer to my questions. But I hardly expect to get it from you. But I will find out the answers myself and will realize the essence after many years. It is so hard to live when there are so many questions around you and you are only a tiny piece of the Universe!