Базар-вокзал

Grustʹ i radostʹ, bezyskhodnostʹ i nadezhdy cheredui͡utsi͡a v romanakh, povesti͡akh i rasskazakh Mashi Traub, kotorai͡a blesti͡ashche debi͡utirovala v 2007 godu proniknovenno-iskrennim romanom "Sobiraĭsi͡a, my uezzhaem". Posle ėtogo bylo eshche mnogo knig, gomericheski smeshnykh i shchemi͡ashche pechalʹnykh. Po nekotorym iz nikh - "Dnevniku mamy pervoklassnika" i "Domiku na i͡uge" - sni͡aty khudozhestvennye filʹmy. V novoĭ knige "Bazar-vokzal" Masha Traub berezhno sobiraet oskolki vospominaniĭ cherez aromaty i vkusy evropeĭskogo rynka i pylʹnogo "bazara-vokzala" osetinskogo sela. Ėto nostalʹgicheskai͡a, teplai͡a proza o tom, kak eda, zapakhi i sluchaĭnye vstrechi stanovi͡atsi͡a ret͡septami chelovecheskogo schastʹi͡a. "Ėta kniga pisalasʹ tak legko, budto i͡a privychno varila sup na obed. "Bazar", kak on nazyvalsi͡a v moem selʹskom detstve, ili "rynok", kak nazyvali ego v gorodakh, - moe li͡ubimoe mesto i moi͡a li͡ubimai͡a tema. Zapakhi, vkusy, razgovory, sluchaĭnye znakomstva - t͡selye sudʹby i polnometrazhnye si͡uzhety pronosi͡atsi͡a pered glazami za to vremi͡a, poka ty vybiraeshʹ mi͡aso ili pomidory. Ėto mesto s osobymi ritualami, pravilami povedenii͡a, svoim osobym i͡azykom. Sluchaĭnai͡a pokupka mozhet obernutʹsi͡a druzhboĭ na mnogo let ili prosto podni͡atʹ nastroenie na t͡selyĭ denʹ. A vokzal, tot, eshche iz moego detstva, primykavshiĭ k rynku, - ėto samye teplye vospominanii͡a, ot kotorykh i͡a ne mogu i ne khochu izbavli͡atʹsi͡a. Takoĭ vot "bazar-vokzal"".

Sadness and joy, hopelessness and hope alternate in the novels, novellas and short stories of Masha Traub, who brilliantly debuted in 2007 with the heartfelt novel "Pack up, we're Leaving." After that, there were many more books, homerically funny and painfully sad. Feature films have been made based on some of them — "Diary of a First—Grader's Mother" and "A House in the South". In the new book "Bazaar Station" Masha Traub carefully collects fragments of memories through the aromas and tastes of the European market and the dusty "bazaar station" of the Ossetian village. It's a nostalgic, warm prose about how food, smells, and chance encounters become recipes for human happiness. "This book was written so easily, as if I habitually cooked soup for lunch. The bazaar, as it was called in my rural childhood, or the market, as it was called in the cities, is my favorite place and my favorite topic. Smells, tastes, conversations, casual acquaintances — whole destinies and full-length plots flash before your eyes while you choose meat or tomatoes. It's a place with special rituals, rules of conduct, and its own special language. A casual purchase can turn into a friendship for many years or just cheer you up for the whole day. And the train station, the one from my childhood, adjacent to the market, is the warmest memories that I cannot and do not want to get rid of. Such is the "bazaar-railway station".