Chast-I
Chapter-1
Arrival
– "The PLANE of AIRLINE (AIR FRANCE) MADE LANDING: PARIS – MOSCOW. The EXIT FROM the TERMINAL NUMBER THIRTEEN". – then the same female voice told. – "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. LANDED THE AIRCRAFT OF THE AIRLINE (AIR FRANCE): PARIS-MOSCOW. THE OUTPUT FROM THE TERMINAL NUMBER THIRTEEN".
Arrival. The plane landed at Sheremetyevo Airport two. At a window of a window of the plane the woman sat. She just left Paris, and having arrived to Moscow, expected something that she could not explain yet from this trip. This flight took place long. Sitting at a window window, she could not tell why to it it was terrible? She felt that her heart clenched in a lump, and became as if a stone. In her soul cats were scraped, and it did not find to itself the place. She felt something, something she was afraid. Something frightened her. She did not understand, what is it? She did not understand why to it it is so terrible? After what happened to it in France, In Paris. She could assume that this fear of inevitable, is not what other as simply peculiar panic. Now, going down on a ladder on the earth, she looked at the world surrounding it, and it became easily and freely. She sighed a full breast, and from her heart and soul everything got sick. Everything disappeared as if ever nothing was. Now she understood that all this in there was only panic, fear before new. Before novel. It also is clear. It arrived to Russia on extremely measure for the first time in the life. Though it it is possible, already was here, but she did not remember it. Called this woman Emmanuel. Emmanuel is the woman who passed through the hell, and having appeared in this country, the country of bears and the dense woods. Whether so it? Nobody knows it. In Russia there is a wood – a taiga. Boundless steppes and fields. Russia – you are the great power! But who knows? Such it is great? Emmanuel did not know it. Now, undergoing customs and passport control, she looked at the frontier guard, thought, is not present – reflected: "What do I do here? Really I here, in this country, the country, in the country from where all run. What is it? Simple misunderstanding of the power or pathology of the people? They got used to live where it is better, and it is necessary to live anywhere? Russia – you is big the power! Your open spaces are big and boundless. Why all flee Russia? Obviously, they just with a tail of years forgot to live freely. You got used to live under dictatorship of the power, and other life frightens you". With these thoughts, having undergone customs passport control Emmanuel Vyshla from the terminal of the airport, and having looked round, she saw the cars-TAXI parked near the terminal of the airport. She approached one taxi driver, and in clean English asked:
– How many will the trip to Moscow cost?
The taxi driver having stared at Emmanuel. He did not understand a uniform word told Emmanuel. He just did not know English and that English, he and Russian did not know. He was a guest worker. Arrived from the East, and having got a job the taxi driver in the company on transportation of people called "Let's eat up with a breeze". Which specialized in transportation of people, and control of one of gangster groups. Having employed cheap working force, they carried people from the airports to Moscow and back. However, as it they did? It is unclear. They did not know Moscow, only road from the airports to Moscow and back. In Moscow they were just lost, and not знав where to go further, they went anywhere, only not to a point appointment.
Having understood only one word "Moscow", and having understood that before it the foreigner, he immediately on mixed and unclear told an adverb:
– With доллар’с.
– Having understood only the unique word – dollar, Emmanuel asked again:
– How Much? – what means, "How many?". Emmanuel got the sheet of paper, and the handle from a handbag, and having told. – Write. – what means "to Write", she stretched to the taxi driver of the Caucasian appearance to a bunch, and let know that it should write cost, gave it in hands the handle, and that having written figure hundred on the sheet of paper, Emmanuel gave the handle and the sheet of paper back. That having looked at figure just was horrified. She counted on twenty, as a last resort fifty dollars. But hundred are too. Emmanuel wanted to bargain, but she did not know Russian, and east that Bol. What to do? Of course to go. To go with this person of the Caucasian appearance and to pray that he at least decently conducted this car. Russia – you are the great power, and unclear for anybody. However, the Russian people too hardly understand it, and having only crooked the elbow, they become great philosophers, and claim: "Russia – you is fine and wise". And in what she is wise? Nobody could understand it. There is such Russia. Russia – my mother.
Nobody understands, and will understand. Why drivers in Moscow and in all Russia, people from the Caucasian nationality. Arrived from the auls, they are capable to operate only donkeys and horses. Cars for them and for society – death.
Emmanuel wanted to tell something, she looked at the taxi driver, and perhaps understood that with him it is impossible to go. However, she understood that other taxi driver can appear not better than it, and perhaps and worse: "this at least took hundred, and another will take all two hundred". Well, there is nothing to do. The taxi driver put suitcases Emmanuel in a car luggage carrier, and that having sat down on back sitting, crossed. She knew that this trip will be flour. But it had no exit. This taxi driver, as well as other taxi drivers in this country was not able to go. And can and was able? Who knows? In any case, nobody knew for certain, it from the airport in the center will reach or not? Emmanuel slammed a car door, and having sat down on a driver's seat the taxi driver, having slammed a door, on some unclear for Emmanuel told an adverb:
– Shit. Again the motor knocks. It is necessary to tell Hassan that replaced.
He turned a key ignition, and the motor having pressed the accelerator pedal, heard as the motor zatarakhtet. However, this tarakhteniye reminded rather a knock of the ungreased cart of ezzhayshchiya on the road with big shafts and jumping on them, top down.
Emmanuel seeing that the car-taxi is near death and instead of in it to go, most likely it is necessary to write the will to the relatives or to be a suicide kamikaze, Emmanuel as could told:
– Let me get out. – what means, "let me leave".
On what the taxi driver told:
– We go-go.
The car started. But she did not go in literal sense of it a word. It jumped up up. Then again, and only after it back wheels of a car turned the bend, and were started up by gallop on the road, there where eyes looked. Without having managed to come round, Emmanuel was pressed in a back seat of a car, and to her became painful is sick. The matter is that in back sitting it was entirely cut up, and stuck on it a sticky insulating tape adhesive tape, somehow hid the knifed sitting from which continually stuck out springs. Emmanuel from surprise screamed:
– Ouch! – what means "OUCH!". It was intolerably painfully the spring from a seat pierced it in a backbone. And the moment the car got to this on a hummock, and having jumped up so that at Emmanuel intercepted spirit, and it having screamed again. – Ouch! Hell is a taxi. I cam to this … sit in this car? Yes? It’s time to dump, or something that people carry. – what means. "Ouch! Devil take it this taxi. Why did I only approach it … got into this car? Yes on a dump it is time for it, the fact that to carry people".
Without having understood that the passenger of the taxi told, the taxi driver heard as below, under the bottom of its car, something burst, and the car having decayed, nearly fell down on one side.
– Pyu-ty! – it struck with hands a wheel. – Devil you pobera! Again broke, a bough! – it will turn back to the passenger. That scaredly looked around, trying to understand, it already there, in heaven or still here, on the earth? The taxi driver with showed the smile. It seemed that he began to hate something? Perhaps, it is its bridewealth or the fact that it should pay for repair of this stuff again. In any case it having given a hand, told. – Arrived. – and then as if derisively added. – from you hundred dollars.
Emmanuel did not understand sense of humour. She thought that the taxi driver jokes. Besides that it did not take it to the place appointment yet, it still slightly did not ruin it. Emmanuel took an interest:
– What? Is that a jock? – what means. "what? It that joke?".
The taxi driver ominously grinned. He cruelly demanded:
– Drive bucks, the BOUGH!
Seeing that the taxi driver does not joke, Emmanuel looked back on the parties. She saw the people who approached the place of accident. They looked at the car, and discussed something. But here and militia. The young man of the averted appearance. Rather it was similar to a pig, than to the police officer. He looked at a car, then approached a door sitting of the driver, and having knocked in a window, asked to go it out of the car. Then a deep voice asked:
– What has happened?
The autodriver who left the, told:
– Yes here, accident. – now its voice was appeasable and silent. It was as if as at a little lamb beaten off the mother and calling now her to the aid.
The militiaman examined a car, and saw the broken back axis, asked:
– Your rights. – then, having seen сидящею on back sitting the scared woman, he asked. – With you everything is all right?
But the woman did not understand a question. She asked:
– Sorry. What did you say? – what means. "Excuse. What did you tell?".
– Devil take it. – the militiaman swore. – The foreigner, she be wrong. – he grumbled. – it is not sat by it at itself, so they to us climb? Then he told one word clear in any language. – PASSPORT. – however, if the foreigner is from Germany, then he should tell the following. – Ihren Pass bitte. For the ignorant person language – a problem.
Well. Emmanuel having left the broken car, gave to the police officer the passport, and that having looked in it, decided that it is better not to contact it. Who knows? What can such meeting turn back? Then you will not unsubscribe. The militiaman told. – You can be free. – then having remembered that she speaks only English, told a word, from the school program which he remembered blindly. – GO. – he helped to pull out from luggage office its suitcases, and then having waved a hand, asked that they were approached by the taxi. There passed minute, and the car stood at the broken driver's car – east nationality. It left the young female driver, and having put suitcases Emmanuel in a car luggage carrier, opened a forward door, and told:
– You sit down.
Emmanuel though did not understand that this woman told, she understood one that to it suggested to get into this taxi. Emmanuel having contemptuously looked in a man's face of the Caucasian nationality, spat on asphalt, and having sat down in a car, told something in English as if sending this person to all devils.
Zhenshchina-taksistka the door closed, and having bypassed the car, sat down on the driver's place, and having included ignition, the pedal pressed coupling, and the car is smooth went on asphalt. On the road. There, towards to the unknown. What does Emmanuel there, in the city wait for? Whether it will find what looks for? Will meet the one who by it is necessary to be met? About it and about many other you learn about it later for now Emmanuel went by the car taxi to Moscow. To the capital of Russia. But it is boring to go without any conversation. Therefore I will tell, the small truth. Though and the truth you will call it. Just the female-taksistka knew English. Now setting the last examinations in MGIMO, she was forced to earn additionally a taksistka. And where still it is possible to earn so many money? The taxi – a gold mine for all.
Chapter-2
Female taxi driver
It is boring to go without any conversation. Therefore I will tell, the small truth. Though and the truth you will call it. Just the female-taksistka knew English. Now setting the last examinations in MGIMO, she was forced to earn additionally a taksistka. And where still it is possible to earn so many money? The taxi – a gold mine for all.
Taksistka asked:
– Where it is necessary to you?
But Emmanuel did not understand a question, she told:
– Sorry. I do not understand. – what means, "I do not understand".
Zhenshchina-taksistka understood that the woman the foreigner sitting near her. It, obviously arrived to Russia on affairs? Zhenshchina-taksistka asked сидящею near it the woman already in English.
– You, from where?
Having heard the English adverb, Emmanuel with relief sighed. She did not need to tell with whom that now or and know that it will not be understood. This woman. She speaks English. Zhenshchina-taksistka. Now it is possible not to be afraid that it will not be understood. Emmanuel branched off:
– I from Paris.
– Do you live in France?
– Lately.
– What brought you into Russia?
– Affairs. – answered Emmanuel, and then added. – Yes I wanted to look at Russia after communism.
– Yes. – the female-taksistka agreed. – In comparison with the past, now here paradise!
Emmanuel was surprised:
– Unless?
– Yes! – the female-taksistka confirmed. – You judge, at the CPSU we could not earn for free. Could not take bribes, could not earn additionally. For all this we were put. – she made a pause. – Here, for example my parents. They spent five years in prison in Kolomna for speculation, and now it becomes clear that they sat to no purpose. At a present economic situation in Russia, bribery and theft reached such limits that there is no place further. – it having made a pause, continued. – if before the teacher took only bribes, then now they take for study, for textbooks, for these or those collateral goods for improvement of schools, and lay down to themselves in a pocket. Here I remember there was such case. A certain teacher collected from pupils of parents a round sum, allegedly for fine tuning of school according to the Finnish standard. And what? On that all also ended. Money evaporated, and the Finnish extension and remained in the project. Yes, how many such cases! Not to count. So you want or do not want to live in Russia better now. – it having made a pause, added. – It is better to live for rich men, and legalists. The same who was poor, so and will remain to them. This person does not have the place in this life. – the female-taksistka cruelly grinned. – Losers. Want much, and give less than nothing.
Emmanuel was surprised to reaction of the female-taksistki. She did not expect in any way that it, arguing on charm of present life. Lives in years of reorganization of Russia, will speak on a similar subject. Emmanuel took an interest:
– Do you consider poverty defect?
– Well. – the female-taksistka threw. – I wanted to tell not that. – she made a pause, and then told. – Here I, study in MGIMO. How many I saw students and students who go all out to get an education. They learn everything that they to them set and even more. They try. But they are necessary to nobody in life. Do you ask – why? I will answer. There is the second type of students. They are billionaires. Their parents hold high posts, and some even supervise institutes. How not to teach such children and not to take on free training? A sin – and only. Lecturers argue so: – "Let pay those who cannot pay, and our place is expensive to us. All the same these blockheads will not be taken anywhere, and official goofs-off – another matter". Here so lecturers argue. – it having made a pause, continued. – Yes it is not necessary to go far anywhere. Here one of my acquaintances. It graduated from MGIMO, and in the specialty do not hire. And you know why?