Jumber: my dear wife died and took away everything: my health, my heart, my soul, my eyesight. I went blind. Why do I need eyes if I will never see my Taniusha?

- You talk about your wife in such way, that it makes me cry too. Did you love her that much?

Jumber: Did I love her? No! I worshiped her. It is the biggest punishment, to love someone like that. Then one can not continue life alone in any way.

- You must have dreamed many times that you would leave instead of her.

Jumber: I thought about it, but how would she live alone? She would worry so much... I imagine that and think it’s better that I suffer like this. I didn’t even dream about anything while she was alive. What else could you dream of?

- Do you have any dreams now?

Jumber: To meet her soon.

- Are there any everyday problems, that can make your life easier if you solve them?

Jumber: The hardest thing for me is doing the laundry. But how can I dream of a washing machine, when you can’t even buy medications and food with your pension?