The Mind touching the Stars

My dad is an unusual person. He is not just an employee at a secret military base and not only a talented design engineer. There is one more feature about it that even your relatives cannot boast about. 

For all other people, a person named Edin is a physicist working at a scientific institute, and I am a simple schoolgirl of not very popular appearance and who does not have many friends among my classmates. I calmly study the standard school curriculum and do not strive to be an upstart or ignoramus. At my age, I enthusiastically admired the stars.

 For some reason, my heart fluttered as I looked into the dark sky strewn with myriads of sparkling sparks. Since childhood, I studied the main constellations, memorized their beautiful names, and at any time of the year in cloudless weather I could find my favorite space objects.

Oh, I got distracted and didn't tell about my father's secret, although I shouldn't share it with anyone, but since so many years have passed and everything has changed so much on our planet, it's possible to tell...

 Now it's a common thing and no one says it's crazy!

He was a contactee with extraterrestrial civilizations... How did this happen? Well... he just heard alien scientists and could communicate with them using telepathy. He asked his star consultants for technical advices to make his technology more advanced... and they willingly helped him. 

According to words of my father, these persons existed physically, on the planet closest to us in a neighboring star system, they have long surpassed us in development in many respects, but they do not have the moral right to share their technologies that would destroy humanity with such an unstable psyche. Agree that there are still madmen on our planet seeking to seize power by violence with the help of advanced weapons.

Therefore, such knowledge would given only to special people drop by drop. Father even known their names and one of them was called Airu...

I accidentally found out about my father's secret when he suddenly fell into a trance in his office, I overheard him calling this name and consulting with him, then writing it down on paper. These were some kind of formulas...

When I asked who Airu was, he had to confess about his secret mission so that his beloved daughter would not consider her father crazy.

I guessed that I would inherit my father's gift, but I didn't really know when I would start hearing voices. What interest did they have in communicating with the child? For what? However, after my sixteenth birthday, Airu started talking to me.

"Taura... Taura... can we talk?"

It was a pleasant, gentle timbre on the verge of sleep, and my heart jumped joyfully from what I heard in my head. The words were unclear, but the feeling that some strange man was talking to me was difficult to describe. 

At first it was difficult to concentrate, but after a few days the sound of that voice became more stable and I was able to calmly communicate with the alien mind.

"Don't tell your father yet that I'm communicating with you," Airu warned carefully. "Please…"

"Why?" It was difficult for me to hide my joy that I had acquired the ability to clearly hear while awake.

"He may not like this... you are his only daughter who has not reached adulthood... and I am a grown man... your society have your own rules..."

"How old are you?"

"I will not say…"

... what kind of answer is this? So old or what? Is he embarrassed by his age in front of a young lady?

"He should be happy for me in any case..." I continued the conversation. "I still can't believe I can do it like he did..."

"Don't tell anyone..." his clear voice sounded damn mesmerizing in my head.

I thought he was a very handsome man judging by his voice.

...I wonder what Airu looks like... and I tried to imagine.

"Is this important to you?" his question arose. "Why does it matter?"

"Cos! It is very important for me to rely on your appearance... when talking, at least approximately. Do you know what I look like?"

"Yes... Taura... you have dark wavy hair, dark skin and big light eyes. You look like a child..."

I was a mixture of many various ancestors wandered across the continents during the centuries and I had, so to speak, a very exotic look...

"Then I need to know too. Describe yourself! This is not fair... unequal relationships..."

"In any case, you and I are not equal..."

"Then why are you talking to me? Do you want to feel your superiority? Surely I am a primitive creature compared to you? Besides, I'm also a schoolgirl, and you're a scientist!

"Not at all... you're not primitive if you can hear me from a distant planet."