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Дурадгор ёғоч, тахта ҳақида, дехқон сабзавот ё пахта ҳақида, чорвадор сигир қўй ҳақида, учувчи осмон тўғрисида, спортчи эса спорт ҳақида доимий ўйлагани ва гапиргани каби, ким нима ҳақида кўп гапирса ва ўйласа билингки, у кимса айнан ўша иш билан мунтазам шуғилланади.


Холдор Вулқон

Trap

(The story)




Stooped in envious vile and treacherous sorcerer Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar like an evil Penguin and he lives on the outskirts of the abandoned farm in a dilapidated empty chicken coop.The people of this farm have long gone in big and small cities, closer to civilized people to live humanly. Collapsed huts overgrown with weeds and sagebrush in the middle of the collapsed clay walls of ghostly white under the shining moon. In the cracks of clay walls singing crickets, stunning the quiet deserted night and Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar it seems that the singing of these crickets reaches to the heavens and their voices ringing dusk and the stars tremble like the tears on the eyelashes.The impression is that from barking stray dogs are the stars here that are falling down from the empty sky.Yes, justifying the concern Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar sleepy and tired stars fall from the heavens into the grass into the bushes on the cobwebs shining bijouterie evening dew, and the empty sky.The crickets are silent. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar not a poet.He only deals with translations of European, American, Canadian and Japanese poets in the night, till morning, looking her female face in the red light of a kerosene lamp in their coop and the weird, that he publishes these translations without any shame and embarrassment in local Newspapers and magazines not as translations, but as his works.He used to receive fabulous fees for published base translations produced in the form of books - copies.He got rich and even bought a car on the modification of "Volga".

Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar worked for many years at the same company, tricking all of his colleagues together with superiors at every step, in different ways.
Once the Goverment have allocated from the state budget a huge amount of money in order to re-equip the institution, modern technology of the new model. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar his old habit immediately developed a cunning plan of stealing and bought old technology in the bushes at the flea market almost for nothing and 99 percent of the transferred money to the new technology quickly cashed it, and pocketed them.

But has arisen discontent and disagreements between his accomplices.Then this discontent turned into a scandal. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar had close links with some officials in the upper chairmen - bribe takers, who secretly received bribes and covered their ass on the huge openings of the laws of the country, defending their despicable so-called "Peshents" like Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar from procuratory.But it turns out his cronies accomplices have additional leverage, that is the secret racketeers.So they came one night to Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar and forced him to give up all that he robbed the state, and bade him live in an abandoned farm one, but still in the coop, unless of course he still wants to live in this world.He was also assigned to cluck every morning like a cock, so, they can hear from far away. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar gladly agreed to this, thinking that he got off easy.

Since then, Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar lives on the outskirts of town in an abandoned chicken coop, clearly following the instructions of their supervisors each morning and crows loudly, extended his neck forward.Gradually, this activity became his habit.He waking up at dawn, unwittingly begins to crack. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar forced to changed their menu and became vegetarian.He eats not as much as before, cooked rice in sesame oil with Deer meat and quail eggs for Breakfast.Now he is satisfied mainly with the roots of trees. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar eat them with closed eyes from pleasure as Beavers while dining at the forest river. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar goes on the hunt for a roots night, when all people sleep and digs the ground with their hands like a dog, uprooting the juicy roots of the trees and eating them with a wild appetite.Sometimes he laughs silently, shaking his whole body, thinking about naive people who wonder, seeing dry trees in the gardens, on the edges of cotton fields, on the banks drying up of the Aral sea and over deep ravines, and not realizing that the roots of these trees don't eat worms or gophers, namely an empty Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Salaqulpanat Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar.He still suffers from hemorrhoids and inguinal hernia. These diseases greatly hinder him when he habitually wakes up at dawn and crows all forces.When his guts go beyond the abdominal cavity of the groin, he inhales them back into his gut by hand, moaning from unbearable pain and blushing like an angry Turkey.
One farmer(naive too) seeing his sheepskin coat weight in down feathers of chickens, said Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar similar to shoot the angel from which scattered the feathers.
Oh, how Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar laughed, hearing these words of the foolish farmer, as I laughed, shook, like a penguin!I almost burst out laughing, his hernia is like a bubble that forms during a rain storm.What a fool! How did he know?! Yes, Yes, Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar angel. But it is not easy.
He's fallen angel!

He sometimes whispers with a sigh, looking to the clouds that sail in heaven: -Oh how pretty they are! Their skin is like a bloated balloon, like a frog that sits at night under the moon in a pond on a Lily pad and sings selflessly, looking at the starry sky.The clouds are silent, meaning they don't grumble like my wife and if I marry one of those clouds, then I think it will never ask for or demand of me gold jewelry or clothing and that's fine!Oh, what are those white clouds firm Breasts mmmmm! - think Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar , looking into the clouds that resemble naked women as in the paintings of the ancient artists italian product Renaissance. But Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar immediately changed his mind after seeing a cloud shaped like a huge sexual organ of a donkey.Then he starts crying in his women's holy handkerchief, shaking the whole body and thinking that people underestimate his multifaceted talent that he has wasted.

Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar's talent is that he will build an Empire without soldiers, without a single soldier, with no weapons of mass destruction, without the drones, and the only one with feminine sweet look.It's enough that he had something. For example, he looked at the field, all assume that the field has become his possession.Looked at grape vinyards and peach orchards, they automatically become his property.Homeland too. Although he now lives in the hen house, but in the near future he intends to seize the lands of neighboring countries with his greedy and magical look.And then the whole planet with endless space.And there's other possessions of God, Paradise and so forth. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar is such a talented man, but lives in squalor in the coop.A paradox, isn't it? Nothing. To be an outcast in society is the destiny of the great wise hermit -think of it as something cheers himself. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar last year in the winter firmly convinced that words have magical powers. In those days, the snow fell so much that the ruins of an abandoned farm disappeared under thick snowdrifts. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar miraculously escaped death, thanks to an old lonely mighty maple that grew covering his chicken coop, the roots of which it feeds.Thanks to the maple chicken coop Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar survived during the hurricane and snow drill .When Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar was out on the red tunnel dug out from snowdrifts, frightened Marauder almost crapped his pants from fear and almost shot him, thinking that he is out of the den, some humanoid beast unknown to science.

- Can I answer that?! - said Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Salaqulpanat Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar, ahead of marauders, who were going to ask him a question, like who is he and what is he doing here in the middle of winter. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar marauder froze for a moment and quickly left, leaving him alone. Here's the magical power of words!

Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar sometimes it seems that it is a turbulent time between the two shores of good and evil and he can't stop even for a moment, at least grasping the branches of trees that grow wild on the gentle banks.This river is mad and she sometimes comes out of its banks, flooding Ganguly and fields, forming boundless floods, where over the surface of the mirrored waters freeze the trees in the background was bloody wicked sunsets to the waist in water, looking at his shadow with vultures on the branches. Shady trees are very similar, like twins, as the double Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar not in the mirror spill. Recently, night Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar heard a rustle and tensed, thinking that someone is going into the chicken coop.But he is in the light of the moon he saw a hedgehog with a raspberry nose which ran it's little legs through the ruins of Adobe walls, in search of goods. Finally it got lucky and caught the green grasshopper. Then it started eating it with a big appetite, shaking its cute little mouth.The night was so quiet that you could hear even the crunch of a grasshopper, which became a potential victim of a hungry hedgehog. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar knew that the meat of a hedgehog could heal hernia.Readers are well aware of, Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar tormented by an old inguinal hernia with the size of the head of an adult.So he decided to catch a hedgehog and be treated with folk remedies in the field.He took a shovel and ran for a hedgehog.In the light of the shining moon, his shadow lengthened like a shadow of the sinner at Plame hell.Seeing his shadow, Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar was scared.But free medicine and the desire to be treated with folk medicine still won the fear.In order not to miss the hedgehog Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar ran with all his might and caught up with the little fugitive.

-Where do you go, little boar with needle wool!You can't escape death!I'll cook you a delicious borscht, which treats me inguinal hernia and hemorrhoids! -shouted Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar and to cut off the head of a hedgehog he swung the shovel hard and the shovel broke. A hedgehog in this time has successfully manuvered and disappeared in ruins. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar returned to his close the coop and going with difficulty through the doorway, thought, secretly envied real poets and writers of the giants, whom did not fit into their vast homeland. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar couldn't sleep on an empty stomach.He went hunting in the middle of the night for the juicy roots of the trees.But root around to find it was not possible as all the trees have withered because they had no roots, which Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Salaqulpanat Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar ate.He walked with the basket in his hands to the side of the ravines, crossing a field under the starry night sky.The road was covered by the moon. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar marched in silence, dragging from fatigue and hunger and rhythmically rustling of his pants, which he wove layered paper bag found in the barn of the collective farm.It, to make it easier to walk, he decided to go on rails.Hungry and humpbacked sorcerer Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar was walking on the tracks, like endless stairs to nowhere and he suddenly had his feet stuck between the rails. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar howled in unbearable pain, looking at the starry sky, showing arteries in his neck, like a werewolf who got into a silver trap.Despite the pain Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar tried to pull his leg, but couldn't.In the light of the moon he saw the blood that oozed from his feet.The worst thing was that he got into a terrible trap, which it was impossible to open or to drag him along, to somewhere in a repair shop and ask for help.This trap was the heaviest and biggest steel trap in the world. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar knew that this steel is expensive trains and high speed.

-What a fool I am! What an idiot I am! Well, why was I on that infernal railway, why?! All, now I think the teahouse, I'm basically dead.The train is coming soon... Oh, my God.!What have I done to you?! Well, I cheated a little people and robbed people's money in colossal sizes from the state budget and bought a mansion! But you punished me once, driving to the hen-house located in ruins of the thrown farm where I still live one, eating roots of trees! How can so terrible and severely punish a man for stuff?! Oh, it hurts me terribly!Help me, God, before the trains come and hit me!Help me, I will not rust, I assure you! Free me and I will pray to you every day, every hour, every minute, every second, I swear! -he shouted, looking at the moonlit sky where the stars quietly, nonchalantly and indifferently shined its rays on the white sharpener of the moon. God or may not have heard the cry of Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar felt didn't want to help him.

It was silent, a terrible silence.

-Oh Lord! If you don't help me, freeing my leg from that stupid giant steel trap, I will go into opposition, that is sell my soul to your eternal rival, Devil, hear!I will join atheists - Communists, heretics, warlocks and I will fight against you until the end of the life!-shouted Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar in despair.

Then he fervently asked for help from the devil, too: -the Devil, and the devil! You hear me?! I know you can hear and see it all, but you're watching it all silently. Seen, God is not helping me.Would you please help me, I'll bring the Beers!

Free me from this trap and I will serve you all my life, deceiving the slaves of your eternal rival-God and day and night will Rob people's money in colossal sizes in various ways, sending them to foreign offshore accounts!I will provoke soldiers between Muslims and Christians, maja Jews and Buddhists so that these naive believers exterminate each other, leaving the infidels, that is us!I'll set fire to mosques! Blow up temples and synagogues! Trust me, the devil help meeee! - he asked for help from the Devil. But the devil was silent too. Even the devil did not trust Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar and didn't want to give him bony and hairy helping hands.And time went by and unbearable pain in the leg Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar increased. His leg was swollen from the size of telephone poles, and blackened. Threatened gangrene and amputation. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar cried from the pain and hopelessness, making a face.

-Yeah, atheists communists were right! It turns out neither God nor the devil exists in this world! I'm better off asking for help from kind simple and naive people.Naive people will give me real help, I know that... I know... and I'm one hundred percent sure... thought Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar and started screaming at the top of his lungs.

-People, help! I'm stuck on the railing. Well, who is out there! - he shouted with a voice of a wild man. But, to the settlement was far. No one has responded to his cries for help. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar crying in his women's holy handkerchief, moaning, trying to pull his foot from the rails, but it did not work.

And there, in the booth of points man of Railway, where the light was on, symphonic music sounded, the switchman sat there with his mistress, drinking vodka and passionately kissing her in soft lips instead of snacks.

-Let's get undressed, darling, better go to bed on the sofa. And then a chair is not convenient as it is to love-said the switchman, hastily throwing off their clothes.

- No, not now, darling. I don't want your Manager interrupted again our lesson on sweet and passionate. We take the train and then... - said the points man lover.

Yeah, don't you worry, my beauty, I already met the request of the Manager, and switched the railway and let go train yourself ... Come on, take off all your clothes and quickly lay down on the sofa, my fragrant marvelous rose - the points man said, hurrying his mistress to undress.

- Tsss , you hear somebody shouts about the help of far -said the mistress of the world, listening to the silence of the night.

- No, no, you're my incomparable mistress. It's probably the distant trains. Oh, how I love the sleepy cries of the midnight train! To be honest, I became a switch man for this romance. Sitting in the booth, at dusk and looking through the window at the shining moon and countless blue and red stars, Samara delighted in divine magic silence. And there, in the distance beyond the river and over the hills hear the sad echoes of the night trains. Trains go crying away like a sad caravan of cranes of the autumn, as the years that are fading, into eternity, as our friends, who passed away.Hearing their honks sometimes I silently cry -said the switchman, looking at the freckled sky shining on the moon, blunted his brooding eyes.

- Yeah, you talk like great writers and poets. I'm happy! I thank God for finding you. Only these days I started to live in the present, thanks to you. Why didn't I meet you before? How many years have I suffered, living with that moron impotent Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar who lives alone in an abandoned farm in an old chicken coop she said turning off the light and began to undress.

Oh, that's quite another matter -glad switchman, tearing with teeth a packet of condom and they lay on the rickety old pre-war torn sofa.

Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar all screaming and crying, calling people for help. It was so hard and long to shout that in the end he completely lost his voice, like a dumb. By this time, the train began to approach at a furious speed. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar met the train, staring eyes of fear and he did not even have time to scream. Hurdivan Mayus Binti Shipahonnozuk Loppibetdonduk Abu Ishvafa Ibn Iffar was hit by a train and dragged his body and head humpback vile and treacherous sorcerer like the evil Penguin had rolled down, where grew thick tall grass.




17/12/2014.

1:30 PM. the city of Brampton, Canada.

 

 

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