Sometimes reality and unreality are mixed which continues an instant and that is the tale.
It was evening . I appeared in a dark place. I was walking in different directions. I did not know where I really wanted to go.I was afraid of darkness and silence.The air was cold, the walls were damp. Suddenly I saw someone lost in thoughts . I realized that I was in prison. That stranger had ayes which were full of sorrow and sadness. I was afraid but I felt that the stranger did not want to hurt me. He whispered,
ՙCome in, come in. Do not be afraid՚ .
That voice was so familiar to me. When I saw him I cried ,
ՙ Oliver? Are you Oliver Tvist? I can not believ՚.
ՙ Speak slowly ! My friends are sleeping.I do not want to wake them up՚, said Oliver standing up.
ՙOh , Oliver I am so happy to see you. It is so cold here՚ , I said looking at the walls.
ՙ It is already two years I have been here. It is so cold and dark here. I have not seen anybody . And I am happy to see you. I would like to know lot of things՚.
ՙ Why you are here Oliver?՚ , I asked him.
ՙ Charlez Dickens sent to me your place to get acquainted with people who live here. Can you help me? If I do not do it Dickens will send me other places. Look at my friends . They are slleping now. Pickwick, Koperfield and others. And now tell me what time it is now?՚
ՙ Dear Oliver , you live in terrible poorness. And this prison to dear to you. It is already the 21th century . Many years have passed but Dickens ՚ heroes live next door to us. There are many children who are orphans and live in poverty. Some of them become robbers, thievesՙ , I said slowly.
ՙ Yes, that life is very similar to me՚, said Oliver sadly.
ՙ Forgive me, if I reminded you՚ .
ՙ Nothing serious, continue , please՚ , answered Oliver.
ՙThere are curtain social groups in society that are not paid attention to people. And the worst thing is that the technology has greatly chansed everything but people do not use it in the right way . People have become heartless . The relationships among people is not honest . Yes , the century has changed but not the society . In short Dickens ՙ heroes are taken out of real life . If Dickens wrote about nowdays he would come across the same problems՚ .
During all that time Oliver was listening to me carefully . We only were looking at each other. But I decided to continue,
ՙ Oliver, Dickens will write about nowdays optimistically. He would apply people to use the means of communication, the means of technology correctly. He would ask people to be frank,just , in peace՚.
I finished and saw Oliver Tvist՚ s smiling face.
ՙ Thanks, thank you. Remember forever Dickens ՚ heroes live next door to us ՚.
And suddenly he disappeared .
I did not know what to do . I started to walk from prison to prison. I had time to think what would write Dickens today.