i like the teacher there, he made his author's, and here they are sent by bulgakova elena sergeevna a few more people go on a business trip to the caucasus fine. and nothing foreshadowed, and suddenly the conductor leaves and announces a telegram. then irina sergeevna told me misha at the same moment realized that it was him and said it to him in the corners terror. it was like give it. he read a telegram to me, the need for a trip has disappeared, return to moscow what did it mean in the thirty- ninth year, returning to moscow, this could mean prison execution, anything. so

we went out to the very first station. we found a car and rushed off and irina sergeevna spoke. on the way, misha said where we were going, maybe towards death. and then, already in the car, his eyes began to hurt; he developed a disease, not prosclerosis. he quickly began to go blind, the loss of mikhail afanasyevich's vision led to the fact that he did not he was already able to go outside without dark glasses, because he was blinded by any light on one of some hikes and for a walk. a photograph was taken on which mikhail khanovich wrote the following words a month before his death. you alone signs this one with him. don't be sad that he has black eyes. they have always had the ability to

distinguish truth from untruth. in the last few days, misha found it difficult to speak. when he fell asleep, i wrote down what i remembered. come to me. i will kiss you. just in case. were you my wife? the best woman in the world my love a these family photographs are the last in the life of the writer. i sat next to him, i felt that he wanted to say something hot, it was not connected. i tried to speak suggestive words. when i

said the word roman he nodded. his face brightened. gods my gods, how sad the evening earth who wandered in these mists? who suffered much before death? who flew over this land, carrying an unbearable load, he knows. it knows. tired mikhail afanasyevich died on march 10, 1940 , but in her heart elena sergeevna bulgakov never died, she addressed him as if he were alive and for 12 years forty-three to fifty-five, she wrote letters to him. today i saw you in my dream. did

you have those eyes? what were always when you dictated to me? roman beaming looking at something that only you can see. she kept the memory of him. she kept his manuscripts, but there were no hopes for their publication. the writer mikhail bulgakov began to be forgotten. in the fifty-third year he died, stalin igorievna, outlived mikhail afanasyevich by 30 years and all 30 years. she dedicated to the fact that the work of bulgakov reached reader, but only after the death of the leader, when life in the country changed radically. it became possible to print what had previously been banned in the fifty-fifth year were published by the sixty-fifth theatrical sixty-sixth of the

white guard and the line reached the master and margarita it is hard to believe to force to read the manuscript novel by the chairman of the commission on literary heritage. bulgakov they were eminent writer konstantin simonov union and very busy social activities. every operation one day, she accidentally found out that simonov was leaving the house of creativity in hungary for lake balaton on vacation and thought that a russian person abroad would miss his native printed word. and so she came to sima, but the day before her departure she brought a typewritten copy of the master and margarita and said there would be time for curiosity. well, simonov m-m mechanically threw the manuscript to the bottom of the suitcase. and

elena sergeevna began to wait, a week passed, the second third. and then one day at two or three in the morning the bell rings. hello, this is simonov, i read the novel is brilliant and now the long-awaited moment has come. the first just printed copy of the master margarita and stepography was brought for verification. the doorbell rang. i went to open a courier standing on the threshold, ordered to hand it over and say that in a few days, if you do not return the verified and signed ones, then we will not print. his elena sergeevna is lying with a high temperature, and i will be a fourteen-year-old schoolboy, a carpet, i tried to read the biblical names, if possible, read that's all, and elena sergeevna knows roman by heart. uh, by ear

rules, but still the novel was published. it became an event, it was propagated by typewriters. stitched together like books, recorded in a queue , read at night, elena sergeevna dreamed about this publication for more than a quarter of a century. this became the main business of her life, or sergeevna was very cheerful and good-natured in life. she became a legend as an easy person when she went abroad to the presentation of bulgakov's books, then local newspapers came out with headlines margarita budapest margarita in paris she lived on nikitsky boulevard in a small modest apartment and on the first day of our acquaintance wrote in my notebook. let 's be friends. and we often came to visit her with my fiancee natasha bogunova actress. and when they decided to get married, elena sergeevna gave

natasha a luxurious gift of a wedding dress, and she gave me a book. with the inscription darling, sasha i am sure that you will make your life very significant elena bulgakova she was a person. she often went to church after the death of mikhail afanasyevich, she went almost every week at the novodevichi cemetery, when she died, we kept her as in the commander, where she is a tombstone of two names. now they are together forever. filmmakers never filmed mikhail bulgakov, and the legendary margarita only once, accidentally fell into the lens of an amateur camera. we found this unique film. here she is with a pearl necklace

elena sergeevna meets the new year 1970 in the house of the great pianist svyatoslav richter , she recalled her life with bulgakov, so it was a tragic life and a distraction. sergeevich, here is the hall of our soviet painting kotovsky kotovsky

understood the modern. yes, i see. and what is it? what are these freaks? have you ever seen

a soviet woman with such legs. what is this? is this the kremlin or what? it's just kind of a mess. so where are the teeth on the wall? who is the author of the author to me i am the author nikita sergeevich my grandson draws better than you, where do you work? all all of them to the border and get out of bounds. their homeland cannot be allowed to go abroad. they need to be

arrested. hmm. well, that's too many members. party to be expelled from the party members. expel the union of artists from the union why did you bring me here ? why couldn't you figure it out yourself? that's all for you. alright, i'll go. don't even think about it, i have a metropolis table of orders. what happened?

stas what happened everything is so serious? it couldn't get any worse, just a concrete ceiling, okay?

don't want.

please don't change the goalkeeper. you have already lost, we did not agree. if anything, here will be the gate, we're leaving okay, play. continue at least. one is cunning, if i do it, in short.

who's going through there?

what do you need? come out.

i told you, motherfucker.

how are you? the body lies with its head to the window. the head is turned to the right. in the left breast pocket is a note with homework . i'm only working now.

vasya come on, keep watching. why am i not there? i'm afraid. don't stress yourself

how many days do you have to work, 10? worked out. ivan petrovich

what corresponds to size 42 do not touch. you said that only 60 rubles and boxes were stolen. already told your husband he is coming here from leningrad

. i think he will be here tomorrow morning. uh-huh, i get it, but we need to be very clear about what else might have disappeared from the house. i'm sorry , i don't have time. cook now serezha

will come running, as always, hungry runs. if you do not interfere with me, then i will have time to cook the fried eggs. he loves her very much. oh i started making an omelet .

the tenants of the tenants made a detour tomorrow i'll start. go up to the apartment, the woman needs help. ivan petrovich of course, well, you can’t do that, but the child is all. the nazis did just that. you know, i've seen different things at the intelligence front. well, this maxim let's put it already. i promise to deliver.

and the black gloves? why would he leave her? tell me why did you come to us? don't fit in, don't just get offended. where are you famous general timofeev you could work anywhere, even in the ministry well, i want to continue to do more garden head. you are

lyosha cherkasov, he is grandfather's best friend, they went through a war with him, my parents died, our housekeeper raised me, cherkassy was, it seems, like a second father. you know you don't have time to lead me, i 'll tell you. i'm on my own, i'm sonya timofeeva remembered. i am very glad that you are sonya timofeeva, that you came to work in cherkasy, that i will see you every day. and i also have a bad temper and you will cry with me. about

the meeting. i just wanted to ride. now is not the time to sort things out. relax, breathe deeply, and you're new, i'm a new psychologist here. my mother died, here it is. i did something else, who should i talk to about what's going on i can't keep it inside me another judge premier tomorrow after the

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