Nikara was born into a large family. She was originally from Kazakhstan, the city of Almaty, just like her whole family.
Father and mother loved their children very much and took care of them in every possible way.
My father worked hard to not only feed his family, but also give them a good education.
The mother worked as a manicurist to make her husband’s life easier. However, her eyesight deteriorated and she had to quit her job and become a housewife.
Nikara was one of twins and besides them there was a younger son.
The family lived amicably, although finances were sorely lacking.
Nikara’s father is a believer, but was not baptized. He humbly prayed despite all the difficulties. He was a patient and calm person. His voice was low, it was enough to speak in a raised voice, and the noisy house immediately became quiet, as if the house was completely empty.
Their mother was strict, although she tried to be gentler with the children. She herself grew up in the same strictness, but she did not want her children to grow up in exactly the same severity in which she grew up.
Nikara and her sister fought over every little thing. When the mother’s word was not heard, the father intervened. Of course it was rare, but as they say, it was accurate.
As Nikara, her brother and sister grew up, Nikara became more withdrawn, while her sister, on the contrary, loved communication.
The younger brother began earning money from an early age. As soon as I graduated from school.
The girls, on the contrary, went to college after school, but despite this, they never went to work in their specialty.
Thus ended childhood and began teenage life.
– Remember? Komsomol member, athlete and simply beautiful…
This is how almost any story usually begins, but no!
It wasn’t about Nikara. A young girl who, from an early age, was different from others in that she was always a loner, but at the same time was interested in the universe.
School and college did not bear the fruits necessary for a good life, the friends that everyone dreams of, the love that one dreams of at 16 years old.
She often wondered about the earth, its creation and many other things that had to do with what was happening around her, not limited to geography and science.
As a schoolgirl, and later as a student, she tried to find at least one best friend.
Nikara was a pillow to cry on when one felt alone. She was a good listener and supported, but she didn’t know how to give advice…
