It’s a problem, isn’t it? You see?  I have thought and then risked to write on this theme. I’ve done it for you but you’ll never know about my feelings and this essay. All close and distant friends, relatives and even any passerby know but not you. It’s a bitter pity! All my spoken and silent words, all my acts- the whole life itself are devoted to you.

      The sun shines brightly but it’s as chilly as the moon.  The mood is lyrical and blue. Hardly can I find any reason… I can’t fancy about others but very often I have hard moments caused by meetings with former classmates, childhood friends and all sorts of relatives. Be sure I love them, glad to see but…They dart compassionate looks and tenderly pat on the back: "What? Are you still unmarried? ” and then wish you a successful match. Now I should put "Nota bene” especially for you.  Take into consideration all their mental anguishes! 

      I think about others, millions of others in the world…  Do they share my feelings and hurts I wonder? Do they have anybody to bring to the family and friend parties and call "My honey”.

     Can you fancy that it’s a real problem for me? And it grows, becomes wider, deeper and more dreadful with each new candle in a birthday cake. It’s like a black hole which captures, gulps down all thoughts, heart and disturbs greatly.

    Frankly speaking I am not alone in my interest. A huge number of scientists and journalists are trying to search and clarify this problem now. A number of magazines and newspapers shout about loneliness (very popular theme) and pay attention to the awful fact namely that more than 70 per cent of teachers are single. Why? They have nobody around, have they? No, I can’t agree. Or may be the majority of their acquaintances are unworthy or uninteresting?

     Why now in the world of globalization, information when everybody can move easily, meet all manner of people in the real and virtual life the quantity of lonely, single ones is on the sharp increase?

     The reasons are numerous. The better, the more various people we meet, the sooner we get accustomed to the best models, and want to see just ideal persons in our life.  The amount of people with high education augments and the partner qualification standard is raised that’s why it’s so difficult to find anybody who is a perfect match and chances to get married  are reduced.  Shall we be sillier?

     And again the life itself, crazy, fast with exacting requirements when people have to keep banging away, battle day after day to build their career ladder brick by brick, step by step. And add the strict timetable: school – University – job – marriage. They demand first on becoming mature and prosperous and just then to think about love and marriage. No doubt, they are for meetings, datings just for fun and the only age they see as comfortable and possible to think about  finding a match is 30 years. Neither 29 nor 31 but only 30. It’s the common and habitual opinion especially among men. Really I know people of this age and they enjoy being single, under this age who not only want but do all the best to get married, know everything about their life, children, way of upbringing in all details. I have 2 wonderful boys near 17 dreaming about family. Do you hear me? I plead you, follow them!

     How to find a match? How simple and plain it was in childhood! Imagination fed up by fairy-tales murmured that there lived some beautiful princesses. One day they would meet their bravest princes. They would fall in love and the prices would bring to their faraway kingdom where they would live the whole and happy life.

     Then I knew a legend about two halves told by greatest Aristotle.  And his honorable name left no reason to doubt. Outstanding people can’t, shouldn’t make mistakes (naive girl)! But our real life tries to show that this Creek fell flat.

      I suppose since our early days we started thinking about marriage and match and the first thoughts appeared while playing toys. And I still can’t help thanking heavens!!! I always knew and wanted just you!!!

    They say that to get married people should crave for it, draw the image of future husband or wife, buy suitable clothes to him or her and wait.  It must come true soon. But it’s so boring and deleterious that’s why some eagers prefer to help fate and, write eye-catching "Wanted” with detailed description of a victim: height, weight, color of skin and hair, size of foot and pocket and so on. 

     Very often appearance and status play leading role but then it become obvious that men want not only meter and a half  for legs but loving heart to warm match, children, relatives. Women want hot coffee and words instead of cooling shower in the morning and wait for strong, principled men managing staying pretty lamb. There is no logic but the truth of life. They wanted to be listened to, respected, protected and loved. Do you agree with me? Don’t try to argue and let me feel happy!!!

     And speaking about images... Sometimes people I mean women more often are eager to get the ring of great hopes looking at married friends; they look with half-closed eyes, play with illusions, complete them and have no opportunities to know partner.    

     Beyond doubt even very careful person can be mistaken.  Why? Darling, you know it perfectly! Both Shakespeare and Darwin unfortunately were right and people have to forget themselves, pretend, wear masks to get best results. And just listen! It is shouted everywhere.  They explain the necessity and the types of masks they are wearing.

     And we meet a wonderful prince, he enters our house, sits in front of the show- box, takes off the crown and at the end of the first football match he throws off the first, then the second and others masks.

    The same situation happens with women who from bright princesses turn into poor Cinderella.

     Besides, you know that today people choose a very active way of finding a match and become hunters. But just imagine. The field is found, the target is chosen, the bow string is drawn and absolutely unexpectedly a huge lion becomes a miserable mouse or pretty pet with loving owner and you see that any acts are forbidden. But the brightest Masson told that there are no rules except the only one: to get the trophy alive. Do you want to be this desired trophy?

    And also there are different sympathizers with contrary pieces of advice referring to customs, world literature, family rules: they know everything about age, status, responsibilities.

     Listen to me! I refuse to read all volumes against you but I’m ready to see, hear, respect you, to adjust my habits to yours keeping my base interests. Would you respect me too?

Oh, my stars! Why is it a problem to find a match?!! Such an old but unsettled and unsolvable one!