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With such happiness and freedom

Real yogis. Who are they? Indians, Hindus, Brahmins or Egyptian priests and pharaohs? Or maybe our contemporaries? How did yogis find true human happiness 2,000 years BC? Do I need to believe in God to benefit from yoga? How jivamukti yoga helps one avoid pain. American teachers of Hollywood star Sharon Stone, actor William Defoe, pop idol Madonna, rock singer Sting, fashion designer Donna Karan, founding father of the hip-hop movement and chief of the legendary DefJam firm Russell Simmons, as well as top models Christy Turlington tell about the secrets of yoga in an interview.

Jivamukti (in Sanskrit means "saint" or better to translate "a person who has achieved liberation from the laws of karma," "freed from the (endless) chain of rebirths").

- Where did yoga come from?

Sharon Gunnon: - Nobody knows that. Some suggest that the true roots of the teachings are in ancient Egypt. It is known for certain: more than 4 thousand years ago, the first Indian evidence appeared that speaks of this. However, most Indian yogis claim that yoga has always existed and we have always been surrounded by it.

David Live: - It sounds unusual to the ear of a Western person, but it still remains a commonplace that a person who continuously observed nature - wind, clouds, water, fire, flora and fauna, invented yoga.

- Why are all these acrobatic tricks in yoga good for body and soul?

David: - Yoga is more than just asanas or physical exercises. Yoga is a way of life, a philosophy that teaches how to be and remain happy and contented in this life. Despite the external circumstances. And yoga exercises help to feel this philosophy.

- Can gymnastics on the verge of extreme make you happy?

Sharon: - Yes. The person who practices yoga is engaged in some deep-seated body psychotherapy. After all, we carry all our disappointments, anger, pains, fears and unresolved conflicts not only in memory and in the subconscious, but also in our body. Everything that we have experienced in our past accumulates somewhere in our organic system. A good yoga teacher knows where negative emotions are sitting in his students and unobtrusively, with the help of special exercises - asanas, unblocks them.

- What do yoga teachers pay attention to, realizing that negative memories have accumulated in the body?

Sharon: - In the manner of behaving, posture, gait, gestures, stiffness, limited mobility when moving, pain points. Facial expression, language, and above all, are also good indicators for determining the general state of the body. Most breathe shortly and quickly only in the upper chest. They are constantly afraid of not getting enough oxygen. Yoga deepens and increases the duration of breathing. The eyes begin to glow again, the facial expressions become softer, the posture is straight, but not cheeky and loose. Thoughts become clear, balanced and calm.

- There are many types of yoga. Which one is better?

David: - There is only yoga. It doesn't matter if it is called Hatha Yoga, Sivananda Yoga or Jivamukti Yoga, it is all yoga. By comparison, apricot juice remains apricot juice in whatever bottle you pour it into and whatever label you put on it. Of course, there are minor differences among yoga schools, but their content is still always the same. Which technique to choose - everyone must decide for himself.

- Can a completely unsportsmanlike person do yoga? Overweight or sick?

Sharon: - Of course. A yoga teacher makes a completely individual program for each individual person. It is amazing how quickly people with migraine headaches and chronic infections, people with circulatory disorders, digestive problems, etc. get on their feet. using yoga to reduce the required doses of the drug, and after a while even stop taking them altogether.

David: - Yoga cures incredibly quickly from all types of nervousness, sleep disturbances, stress and depression. Smokers, alcoholics and drug addicts find true freedom in yoga, they find the courage to overcome their ailments and any addiction to any drugs. Youthful freshness flows into their souls and every cell of the body. Yoga rejuvenates better than any cream or cosmetic surgery.

- Does yoga smooth out wrinkles and shape your figure?

Sharon: - Everyone who regularly practices yoga automatically removes harmful toxins from the body and gets rid of excess adipose tissue. Yoga optimizes all body processes: metabolism, hormonal balance, blood circulation and cell regeneration. The connective tissue and skin are tightened. However, yoga is not a wellness program for a fitness club or retirement home. Yoga is a way of life, "Tao" or the Way of life.

David: - There is a misconception about yoga. Those who start studying it in order to solve exclusively their narrow-minded problems, for example, career issues or fulfill the dream of becoming younger, slimmer, healthier and happier, very quickly lose interest in studying it and are disappointed in the results. There is a paradox here, because yoga is able to solve all these needs.

- Why Study Yoga?

David: - Because of the passionate desire for inner and outer harmony and the desire for real and permanent happiness. Out of interest to understand the meaning of your life, the seamy side of being. You can put it this way: I want to do yoga in order to overcome my egoism, my fears, curb anger or overcome insecurity. However, yoga also indicates the path to the Highest. It gives faith in the Divine and the desire to serve Him.

- Do I need to believe in God to benefit from yoga?

Sharon: - Not necessarily specific. It doesn't matter what you call the Higher Mind or how you imagine it. We have Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Muslims, Jews and representatives of other confessions. All significant religious leaders like Moses, Buddha, Jesus or Muhammad all practiced and studied yoga. Because yoga is ultimately the connection between man and the Divine.

- Is yoga a kind of religion?

David: - Yoga is a spiritual path leading to absolute happiness. Physical exercises, asanas, are only a small part of yoga teaching. In general, it is about feeling happy 24 hours a day.

"Early in the morning, Bender opened his obstetric bag, took out a police cap with the coat of arms of the city of Kiev and, putting it in his pocket, went to Alexander Ivanovich Koreiko. had not yet begun, and the words of the romance were purring: “And the joy of the first date I don’t care about blood anymore.” The great strategist was twisting his heart a little. The first meeting with the millionaire clerk excited him. a formal cap and knocked on the door, knitting his eyebrows.

Alexander Ivanovich was standing in the middle of the room. He was in a tank top and had already put on the widow's trousers of a small employee. The room was furnished with the approximate poverty adopted in pre-revolutionary times in orphanages and similar organizations, which were under the patronage of Empress Maria Feodorovna. There were three objects here: an iron infirmary bed, a kitchen table with doors fitted with a wooden latch, which is usually the case for country toilets, and a shabby Viennese chair. In the corner lay dumbbells and among them two large weights, the joy of a weightlifter.

At the sight of the policeman, Alexander Ivanovich stepped heavily forward.

Citizen Koreiko? - asked Ostap, smiling radiantly.

I, - answered Alexander Ivanovich, also showing joy at the meeting with the representative of the authorities.

Alexander Ivanovich? inquired Ostap, smiling even more radiantly.

Exactly so, - confirmed Koreiko, stirring up his joy as much as possible.

After that, the great strategist could only sit on the Viennese chair and create a supernatural smile on his face. Having done all this, he looked at Alexander Ivanovich. But the millionaire clerk tensed and depicted the devil knows what: and tenderness, and delight, and admiration, and mute adoration. And all this is about a happy meeting with a representative of the authorities.

The resulting increase in smiles and feelings resembled the manuscript of the composer Franz Liszt, where on the first page it says "play fast", on the second - "very fast", on the third - "much faster", on the fourth - "as quickly as possible", and all- still on the fifth - "even faster".

Seeing that Koreiko had reached the fifth page and further competition was impossible, Ostap got down to business:

But I’m coming to you on a mission, ”he said, becoming serious.

Please, please, ”Aleksandr Ivanovich remarked, also dimming.

We want to make you happy.

It will be curious to find out.

And, immensely sad, Bender reached into his pocket. Koreiko watched his actions with a very grave face. An iron box of "Caucasus" cigarettes was born. However, the exclamation of surprise expected by Ostap was not followed. The underground millionaire looked at the box with complete indifference. Ostap took out the money, counted it carefully, and, pushing the stack over to Alexander Ivanovich, said:

Exactly ten thousand. Take the trouble to write a receipt.

You are mistaken, comrade, "said Koreiko very quietly." What ten thousand? What receipt?

How what! After all, you were robbed yesterday!

Nobody robbed me.

How could they not have been robbed! - Ostap was agitated. - Yesterday by the sea. And they took ten thousand. The robbers are arrested. Write a receipt.

Yes, by God, no one robbed me, ”said Koreiko, a bright bunny flashed across his face. - There is an obvious mistake.

Not yet comprehending the depth of his defeat, the great strategist allowed indecent fussiness, which he always recalled later with shame. He insisted, got angry, thrust money into the hands of Alexander Ivanovich and in general, as the Chinese say, lost his face. Koreiko shrugged his shoulders, smiled warningly, but did not take money.

So you weren't robbed?

Nobody robbed me.

And they didn't take ten thousand from you?

Of course they didn't. Where do you think I can get so much money from?

Right, right, ”said Ostap, having cooled down. - Where does a small employee have such a lot of money! So you are all right?

That's it, ”the millionaire replied with a charming smile.

And the stomach is okay? asked Ostap, smiling even more seductively.

In the fullest. You know, I am a very healthy person.

And do not heavy dreams torment you?

Since banknotes are wandering in the country, then there must be people who have a lot of them.
(Ostap Bender)

In our vast country, an ordinary car, intended, according to pedestrians, for the peaceful transportation of people and goods, took on the formidable outlines of a fratricidal projectile.

Don't make food a cult. (Ostap Bender)

You are an interesting person! You are all right. Surprisingly, with such happiness - and free.
(Ostap Bender)

A car is not a luxury, but a means of transportation. (Beardless man)

Not to mention the fact that it is sinful to steal - your mother probably introduced you to this doctrine in childhood - it is also a pointless waste of strength and energy.
(Ostap Bender)

The financial chasm is the deepest of all chasms, and you can fall into it all your life.
(Ostap Bender)

Keep in mind, dear Shura, I do not intend to feed you for nothing. For every vitamin I feed you, I will require many small favors from you.
(Ostap Bender)

You have to think. For example, I am fed with ideas.
(Ostap Bender)

I would take in parts. But I need it right away.
(Ostap Bender)

Abroad is the myth of the afterlife. Whoever gets there does not return.
(Ostap Bender)

Beer is sold only to union members.
Over the past year, I have had very serious disagreements with the Soviet regime. She wants to build socialism, but I don’t want to. I'm bored of building socialism.
(Ostap Bender)

Show me only a rich man, and I will take his money away.
(Ostap Bender)

I am certainly not a cherub. I have no wings, but I respect the Criminal Code. This is my weakness.
(Ostap Bender)

What a cold country we live in! Everything is hidden here, everything is underground. Even the People's Commissariat for Finance with its super-powerful tax apparatus cannot find a Soviet millionaire.
(Ostap Bender)

Ah, if only I could find an individual! I'll arrange it so that he will bring me his own money, on a silver platter.
(Ostap Bender)

Rio de Janeiro is the crystal dream of my childhood, do not touch it with your paws.
(Ostap Bender)

People who do not read newspapers must be morally killed on the spot.
(Ostap Bender)

Cold soft-boiled eggs - the food is very tasteless, and a good, cheerful person will never eat them.

Alexander Ivanovich did not eat, but ate. He did not eat breakfast, but performed the physiological process of introducing the proper amount of fats, carbohydrates and vitamins into the body.

That the old will return, Koreiko never doubted. He saved himself for capitalism.

We don't need rude ones. We are rude ourselves.
(Ostap Bender)

Happiness awaits no one. It wanders the country in long white robes, singing a children's song: "Ah, America is a country, they walk and drink there without a snack." But this naive child needs to be caught, she needs to be liked, she needs to be looked after.
(Ostap Bender)

The smaller the city, the longer the welcome speeches.
(Ostap Bender)

Take off your hats, bare your heads. The removal of the body will take place now.
(Ostap Bender)

Since you live in a Soviet country, then you must have Soviet dreams.
(Ostap Bender)

The main thing is to eliminate the cause of sleep. The main reason is the very existence of Soviet power. But at the moment I cannot eliminate it. I just don't have time.
(Ostap Bender)

Do not hesitate, as soon as the Soviet regime is gone, it will immediately become easier for you. You will see! (Ostap Bender)

Parallel to the big world in which big people and big things live, there is a small world with small people and small things.
In the big world, people are driven by the desire to do good to humanity. The small world is far from such lofty matters. Its inhabitants have only one desire - to somehow live without feeling hunger.
All the small inventions of the ant world are provided with a granite base of "communist" ideology.
That is what these Marx and Engels have done!

The client must be taught to think that he will have to give the money. He must be morally disarmed, the reactionary proprietary instincts must be suppressed in him.
(Ostap Bender)

There are people who do not know how to suffer, somehow they do not work out. And if they do suffer, they try to do it as quickly as possible and invisibly to others.

You are not in the church, you will not be deceived. There will also be a deposit. Over time.
(Ostap Bender)

You need to part with money easily, without groans.
(Ostap Bender)

Life is beautiful despite the shortcomings.
(Ostap Bender)

Here I am a millionaire! The idiot's dreams have come true!
(Ostap Bender)

Here is the Russian spirit! It smells like Russia here! The dying firebird still flies here, and the people of our profession get golden feathers. Here the fist of Kashchei is still sitting on his chests, who considered himself immortal and now, with horror, is convinced that he is coming to an end.
(Ostap Bender)

And Kozlevich ?! In fairness! ..
Panikovsky will sell you all, buy and sell again ... but more expensive

Shura, how much money do you need?
- One hundred rubles!
- No, how much do you need for complete happiness?

Women love: young, politically literate, leggy ...

You are a dude, the son of a dude, and your children will be dude!

As a child, I killed people like you on the spot. From a slingshot.

Pay for the kefir, Shura, then we'll count.

15.10.2015
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The "great schemer", "a former hereditary honorary citizen" and "ideological fighter for banknotes" - all this is Ostap Bender, one of the most popular heroes of Russian literature. Almost every phrase he uttered for almost a hundred years has been a cultural code by which people are recognized. To achieve this is a sign of the greatest literary skill, which, without a doubt, Ilya Ilf, nee Iekhiel-Leib Feinsilberg, who would have turned 118 today.

Irish newspapers in 1930 actively discussed the personality of Derek Lyman, admiring his illegal, but very comical and seemingly original idea. The articles told about the incident in the chess club Cork, where, lured by loud posters about the arrival of "the famous Russian grandmaster Tsaritsyn," chess fans gathered. After the "famous grandmaster", who unsuccessfully tried to play on 50 boards simultaneously, lost 14 games in a row, the local librarian established that there was no Tsaritsyn in nature. Apparently, Derek was one of the first Irish people to read the novel Twelve Chairs, published two years earlier. True, he was not distinguished by Bender's agility, and therefore he was caught and brought to justice.

It is unlikely that the co-author of the novel, Ilya Ilf, has heard of such a plagiarism of the image of his hero, otherwise it could well be reflected in a new novel about the adventures of the great schemer. However, then he also did not yet imagine that the popularity of the novel and the versions of its adaptation would not only fall in love with readers and viewers, but would be in demand for almost a century.

His father did not know this either, shocked by the statement of his 23-year-old son, Yehiel-Leib, that his vocation was literature and that he was quitting his job. Looking at him, lying on the bed and thinking about something for hours, doing nothing and only making up a pseudonym for himself - Ilya Ilf, his father most likely recalled with bitterness what hopes had been placed on him at the time of his birth on October 15, 1897.

Arie Benyaminovich Fainzilberg was an employee of the Odessa branch of the Siberian Bank. He moved to Odessa from the Kiev province with his wife Mindl Aronovna and two sons. In Odessa, after two years, their third son was born - Iehiel-Leib. In a few decades, the phrases invented and embedded by him in the mouths of literary heroes will be quoted by almost the entire population of the country, reading his books, as they say, “voraciously”. And according to some of these phrases, the image of the country's population abroad will be formed. For example, even during his lifetime, Ilf will hear from a waiter in one of the French restaurants: “You know, monsieur, all your compatriots are very religious people and, apparently, strictly observe the fasts. Everyone, starting communication with me, says that he has not eaten for six days. Now I believe that Russia is a country of very high spirituality! " The thing is that any person who read Ilf's novel could demonstrate their knowledge in French by quoting Kisa Vorobyaninov: "Monsieur, it's not a mange pa sis zhur!" (Monsieur, I haven't eaten in six days - translation from French).

All this will be later, but for now, Yehiel-Leib will have time to graduate from a technical school, work in a drafting bureau, at a telephone exchange, a military plant and in accounting. Having stunned his father with the aforementioned statement, he became a journalist Ilya Ilf, and then an editor in humorous magazines. In 1923, Ilf moved to Moscow and worked for the Gudok newspaper. He was supervised here by Valentin Kataev, a comrade in the Odessa "Collective of Poets", who by that time had managed to make a rapid literary career in Moscow. In his recommendations to the editor's question "What can he do?" Kataev, who had known Ilf for a long time, answered briefly: "Everything and nothing."

Initially, Ilf prepared letters from workers for printing, but instead of simply correcting mistakes, he began to remake letters into small feuilletons. Soon his heading became a favorite among the readers. Kataev, on the other hand, introduced Ilf to his brother Eugene, who bore the pseudonym Petrov. They had a difference in age, different tastes and characters, different lives, but they suddenly succeeded in writing together much better than separately. Some time after the start of their joint work, Ilf was already joking: "Won't Zhenya and I be enrolled for allowance as one person?"

In his book "My Diamond Crown" Kataev recalled that he offered Ilf and his brother a plot about diamonds hidden during the revolution in one of the twelve chairs of the living room set. They had to develop a theme, write a draft of the novel, and Kataev just had to go through their works with his “brilliant pen”. But after reading the first drafts, Valentin Kataev realized that his participation in the novel was not required at all. The plot is based on the story of A. Conan-Doyle "Six Napoleons", in which two bandits were hunting for a precious pearl hidden inside one of the plaster busts of Napoleon. It is said that after the publication of the book "The Twelve Chairs", the writers' friends who knew this plot presented the authors with a box, opening which they discovered six Napoleon cakes.

If the plot was clear, then there is still controversy about the prototype of the protagonist. Without pretending to be unambiguous, it is nevertheless worth mentioning that among Ilf's acquaintances in Odessa there was a certain Mitya Shirmakher, who reported only one thing about himself: "I am the illegitimate son of a Turkish citizen." They met in the Odessa "Collective of Poets", although Mitya had a very distant relationship to him. Mitya only managed to get a room from the Odessa City Council and money to open a literary cafe, where many of the future literary stars read their works for a free dinner. The cafe was popular, and the income settled in the pockets of Mitya Schirmacher. In those days, when families of five huddled in small rooms, he alone occupied a three-room apartment, justifying this by the need for creative evenings.

If Ilf drew many of the manners of the hero from the outside, then the appearance of Ostap Bender, most likely, was a direct reflection of Ilf himself in his younger years. Friends then called him "our lord" - for the elegance that was expressed in a long narrow coat, a colorful silk scarf and an English pince-nez that they had gotten somewhere.

The deafening success of the first novel contributed to further creativity: a sequel to the novel, the book "The Golden Calf", was published, the novels "Unusual stories from the life of the city of Kolokolamsk" and "1001 days, or New Scheherazade" were published, the fantastic story "Bright Personality" was published, followed by the documentary story "One-Story America", which he traveled far and wide.

By the way, Ilf's father was the only one from the family who did not emigrate to the United States, so by the time Ilf arrived there, almost all of his relatives lived there. Ilf never concealed his nationality. He liked to repeat: “Anyway, they will write about me:“ He was born into a poor Jewish family ”,” and one of his stories begins with the words: “Sometimes I dream that I am the son of a rabbi.” Quite openly, he goes to visit some of the Fiensilvers, relatives who have so adapted their surname. He visits them in Connecticut and openly writes letters to Moscow, proud that his uncle, aged Nathan, was personally acquainted with Mark Twain. In the same place, Ilf is impressed by several ideas that will later form the basis of his script for the Soviet blockbuster film "Circus".

In America, according to the memoirs of his co-author Petrov, he suddenly began to "look pale and thoughtful." “He often left alone, returning even more sad and worried. In the evening at the hotel Ilf, grimacing, said to me: “Zhenya, I have long wanted to talk to you. I feel very bad. It's been ten days since my chest hurts. It hurts continuously, day and night. I can’t get away from this pain. And today, when we were walking, I coughed and saw blood. Then there was blood all day. Do you see? " He coughed and showed me the handkerchief. A year and three months later, on April 13, 1937, at ten thirty-five minutes in the evening, Ilf died, "Petrov wrote in his memoirs.

However, his lively mind and sharp, ironic spoken language continue to live on. With his books, Ilf succeeded in something that no one else had been able to do at that time - to make the protagonist a handsome rogue and a swindler, whose language and phrases, sometimes without noticing ourselves, we still speak. And thanks to him, we know exactly how to describe in one word the people we meet in our lives - sultry women, the dream of a poet, giants of thought and the fathers of Russian democracy.

Ilya Ilf. With such happiness - and free!


The "great schemer", "a former hereditary honorary citizen" and "ideological fighter for banknotes" - all this is Ostap Bender, one of the most popular heroes of Russian literature. Almost every phrase he uttered for almost a hundred years has been a cultural code by which people are recognized. To achieve this is a sign of the greatest literary skill, which, without a doubt, Ilya Ilf, nee Iekhiel-Leib Feinsilberg, who would have turned 118 today.

Irish newspapers in 1930 actively discussed the personality of Derek Lyman, admiring his illegal, but very comical and seemingly original idea. The articles told about the incident in the chess club Cork, where, lured by loud posters about the arrival of "the famous Russian grandmaster Tsaritsyn," chess fans gathered. After the "famous grandmaster", who unsuccessfully tried to play on 50 boards simultaneously, lost 14 games in a row, the local librarian established that there was no Tsaritsyn in nature. Apparently, Derek was one of the first Irish people to read the novel Twelve Chairs, published two years earlier. True, he was not distinguished by Bender's agility, and therefore he was caught and brought to justice.

It is unlikely that the co-author of the novel, Ilya Ilf, has heard of such a plagiarism of the image of his hero, otherwise it could well be reflected in a new novel about the adventures of the great schemer. However, then he also had not yet imagined that the popularity of the novel and the versions of its adaptation would not only fall in love with readers and viewers, but would be popular and in demand for almost a century.

His father did not know this either, shocked by the statement of his 23-year-old son, Yehiel-Leib, that his vocation was literature and that he was quitting his job. Looking at him, lying on the bed and thinking about something for hours, doing nothing and only making up a pseudonym for himself - Ilya Ilf, his father most likely recalled with bitterness what hopes had been placed on him at the time of his birth on October 15, 1897.

Arie Benyaminovich Fainzilberg was an employee of the Odessa branch of the Siberian Bank. He moved to Odessa from the Kiev province with his wife Mindl Aronovna and two sons. In Odessa, after two years, their third son was born - Iehiel-Leib. In a few decades, the phrases invented and embedded by him in the mouths of literary heroes will be quoted by almost the entire population of the country, reading his books, as they say, “voraciously”. And according to some of these phrases, the image of the country's population abroad will be formed. For example, even during his lifetime, Ilf will hear from a waiter in one of the French restaurants: “You know, monsieur, all your compatriots are very religious people and, apparently, strictly observe the fasts. Everyone, starting communication with me, says that he has not eaten for six days. Now I believe that Russia is a country of very high spirituality! " The thing is that any person who read Ilf's novel could demonstrate their knowledge in French by quoting Kisa Vorobyaninov: "Monsieur, it's not a mange pa sis zhur!" (Monsieur, I haven't eaten in six days - translation from French).

All this will be later, but for now, Yehiel-Leib will have time to graduate from a technical school, work in a drafting bureau, at a telephone exchange, a military plant and in accounting. Having stunned his father with the aforementioned statement, he became a journalist Ilya Ilf, and then an editor in humorous magazines. In 1923, Ilf moved to Moscow and worked for the Gudok newspaper. He was supervised here by Valentin Kataev, a comrade in the Odessa "Collective of Poets", who by that time had managed to make a rapid literary career in Moscow. In his recommendations to the editor's question "What can he do?" Kataev, who had known Ilf for a long time, answered briefly: "Everything and nothing."

Initially, Ilf prepared letters from workers for printing, but instead of simply correcting mistakes, he began to remake letters into small feuilletons. Soon his heading became a favorite among the readers. Kataev, on the other hand, introduced Ilf to his brother Eugene, who bore the pseudonym Petrov. They had a difference in age, different tastes and characters, different lives, but they suddenly succeeded in writing together much better than separately. Some time after the start of their joint work, Ilf was already joking: "Won't Zhenya and I be enrolled for allowance as one person?"

In his book "My Diamond Crown" Kataev recalled that he offered Ilf and his brother a plot about diamonds hidden during the revolution in one of the twelve chairs of the living room set. They had to develop a theme, write a draft of the novel, and Kataev just had to go through their works with his “brilliant pen”. But after reading the first drafts, Valentin Kataev realized that his participation in the novel was not required at all. The plot is based on the story of A. Conan-Doyle "Six Napoleons", in which two bandits were hunting for a precious pearl hidden inside one of the plaster busts of Napoleon. It is said that after the publication of the book "The Twelve Chairs", the writers' friends who knew this plot presented the authors with a box, opening which they discovered six Napoleon cakes.

If the plot was clear, then there is still controversy about the prototype of the protagonist. Without pretending to be unambiguous, it is nevertheless worth mentioning that among Ilf's acquaintances in Odessa there was a certain Mitya Shirmakher, who reported only one thing about himself: "I am the illegitimate son of a Turkish citizen." They met in the Odessa "Collective of Poets", although Mitya had a very distant relationship to him. Mitya only managed to get a room from the Odessa City Council and money to open a literary cafe, where many of the future literary stars read their works for a free dinner. The cafe was popular, and the income settled in the pockets of Mitya Schirmacher. In those days, when families of five huddled in small rooms, he alone occupied a three-room apartment, justifying this by the need for creative evenings.

If Ilf drew many of the manners of the hero from the outside, then the appearance of Ostap Bender, most likely, was a direct reflection of Ilf himself in his younger years. Friends then called him "our lord" - for the elegance that was expressed in a long narrow coat, a colorful silk scarf and an English pince-nez that they had gotten somewhere.

The deafening success of the first novel contributed to further creativity: a sequel to the novel, the book "The Golden Calf", was published, the novels "Unusual stories from the life of the city of Kolokolamsk" and "1001 days, or New Scheherazade" were published, the fantastic story "Bright Personality" was published, followed by the documentary story "One-Story America", which he traveled far and wide.

By the way, Ilf's father was the only one from the family who did not emigrate to the United States, so by the time Ilf arrived there, almost all of his relatives lived there. Ilf never concealed his nationality. He liked to repeat: “Anyway, they will write about me:“ He was born into a poor Jewish family ”,” and one of his stories begins with the words: “Sometimes I dream that I am the son of a rabbi.” Quite openly, he goes to visit some of the Fiensilvers, relatives who have so adapted their surname. He visits them in Connecticut and openly writes letters to Moscow, proud that his uncle, aged Nathan, was personally acquainted with Mark Twain. In the same place, Ilf is impressed by several ideas that will later form the basis of his script for the Soviet blockbuster film "Circus".

In America, according to the memoirs of his co-author Petrov, he suddenly began to "look pale and thoughtful." “He often left alone, returning even more sad and worried. In the evening at the hotel Ilf, grimacing, said to me: “Zhenya, I have long wanted to talk to you. I feel very bad. It's been ten days since my chest hurts. It hurts continuously, day and night. I can’t get away from this pain. And today, when we were walking, I coughed and saw blood. Then there was blood all day. Do you see? " He coughed and showed me the handkerchief. A year and three months later, on April 13, 1937, at ten thirty-five minutes in the evening, Ilf died, "Petrov wrote in his memoirs.

However, his lively mind and sharp, ironic spoken language continue to live on. With his books, Ilf succeeded in something that no one else had been able to do at that time - to make the protagonist a handsome rogue and a swindler, whose language and phrases, sometimes without noticing ourselves, we still speak. And thanks to him, we know exactly how to describe in one word the people we meet in our lives - sultry women, the dream of a poet, giants of thought and the fathers of Russian democracy.


Alexey Viktorov

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