Parsnip in a beautiful and furious world. Andrey Platonov

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Andrey Platonov. In a beautiful and furious world

At the Tolubeevsky depot, Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev was considered the best locomotive driver.

He was about thirty years old, but he already had the qualifications of a first-class driver and had been driving fast trains for a long time. When the first powerful passenger locomotive of the IS series arrived at our depot, Maltsev was assigned to work on this machine, which was quite reasonable and correct. An elderly man from the depot mechanics named Fyodor Petrovich Drabanov worked as an assistant for Maltsev, but he soon passed the driver exam and went to work on another machine, and I, instead of Drabanov, was assigned to work in Maltsev’s brigade as an assistant; Before that, I also worked as a mechanic’s assistant, but only on an old, low-power machine.

I was pleased with my assignment. The IS machine, the only one on our traction site at that time, made me feel inspired by its very appearance; I could look at her for a long time, and a special, touched joy awakened in me - as beautiful as in childhood when reading Pushkin’s poems for the first time. In addition, I wanted to work in the crew of a first-class mechanic in order to learn from him the art of driving heavy high-speed trains.

Alexander Vasilyevich accepted my appointment to his brigade calmly and indifferently; he apparently did not care who his assistants would be.

Before the trip, as usual, I checked all the components of the car, tested all its servicing and auxiliary mechanisms and calmed down, considering the car ready for the trip. Alexander Vasilyevich saw my work, he followed it, but after me, he again checked the condition of the car with his own hands, as if he did not trust me.

This was repeated later, and I was already accustomed to the fact that Alexander Vasilyevich constantly interfered with my duties, although he was silently upset. But usually, as soon as we were on the move, I forgot about my disappointment. Distracting my attention from the instruments monitoring the condition of the running locomotive, from monitoring the operation of the left car and the path ahead, I glanced at Maltsev. He led the cast with the courageous confidence of a great master, with the concentration of an inspired artist who has absorbed the entire outer world into his inner experience and therefore dominates it. Alexander Vasilyevich’s eyes looked ahead abstractly, as if empty, but I knew that he saw with them the whole road ahead and all of nature rushing towards us - even a sparrow, swept from the ballast slope by the wind of a car piercing into space, even this sparrow attracted Maltsev’s gaze, and he turned his head for a moment after the sparrow: what would become of it after us, where it flew.

It was our fault that we were never late; on the contrary, we were often delayed at intermediate stations, which we had to proceed on the move, because we were running with time catching up and, through delays, we were put back on schedule.

We usually worked in silence; Only occasionally did Alexander Vasilyevich, without turning in my direction, tap the key on the boiler, wanting me to draw my attention to some disorder in the operating mode of the machine, or preparing me for a sharp change in this mode, so that I would be vigilant. I always understood the silent instructions of my senior comrade and worked with full diligence, but the mechanic still treated me, as well as the lubricator-stoker, aloof and constantly checked the grease fittings in the parking lots, the tightness of the bolts in the drawbar units, tested the axle boxes on the drive axes and so on. If I had just inspected and lubricated any working rubbing part, then Maltsev, after me, inspected and lubricated it again, as if not considering my work valid.

“I, Alexander Vasilyevich, have already checked this crosshead,” I told him one day when he began checking this part after me.

“But I want it myself,” Maltsev answered smiling, and in his smile there was sadness that struck me.

Later I understood the meaning of his sadness and the reason for his constant indifference towards us.

He felt superior to us because he understood the car more accurately than we did, and he did not believe that I or anyone else could learn the secret of his talent, the secret of seeing both a passing sparrow and a signal ahead, at the same moment sensing the path, the weight of the composition and the force of the machine. Maltsev understood, of course, that in diligence, in diligence, we could even overcome him, but he could not imagine that we loved the locomotive more than him and drove trains better than him - he thought it was impossible to do better. And that’s why Maltsev was sad with us; he missed his talent as if he were lonely, not knowing how to express it to us so that we would understand.

And we, however, could not understand his skills. I once asked to be allowed to conduct the composition myself; Alexander Vasilyevich allowed me to drive about forty kilometers and sat in the assistant’s place. I drove the train, and after twenty kilometers I was already four minutes late, and I covered the exits from long climbs at a speed of no more than thirty kilometers per hour. Maltsev drove the car after me; he took the climbs at a speed of fifty kilometers, and on the curves his car did not throw up like mine, and he soon made up for the time I had lost.

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About the book “In a Beautiful and Furious World” Andrei Platonov

Andrei Platonov, known primarily for his story “The Pit” and the novel “Chevengur,” is also the author of many wonderful stories.
“In a Beautiful and Furious World” is a beautiful lyrical and philosophical work about the “little man” and his place in a complex, confusing world. This is a story about human destiny, talent, and calling.

The main character is a talented driver Maltsev. He is so immersed in his work that he does not notice anyone around him. Maybe that's why he's so lonely.

Andrei Platonov portrayed in his work a man who is completely absorbed in the only activity that brings him pleasure. For Maltsev, the world around him only makes sense when it rushes past him. He is literally fascinated by his profession, and his entire existence comes down only to it. But some things and events are beyond a person’s control, so unforeseen circumstances can interfere with the usual course of life at any moment. And then you can easily lose what you value so much. And no matter how strong a person is, he has no power over the elements.

“In a Beautiful and Furious World” is a story about how one misfortune can be part of another. And also that a person is able to overcome any obstacles.
Andrei Platonov makes his hero a winner. The ending of the story is completely unpredictable. But is this victory worth the effort? In order to give an independent answer, you need to read both the story and the book.

“In a Beautiful and Furious World” is a wonderful work, filled with genuine faith in a person capable of fighting cruel fate and unfair circumstances. The author writes with warmth about ordinary people, about their everyday problems and difficulties in relationships with eternity.

Andrey Platonov is the author of many excellent stories. Without exaggeration, all of them are wonderful and full of light sadness. We can recommend reading them to those who, despite everything, continue to believe in man and his unique mission on earth.

The author's works are a completely unique phenomenon in Russian literature. His bright, unique characters with a mindset that is imprinted with both the surrounding Soviet reality and the irrepressible imagination of the author remain forever in memory. With his creativity, Andrei Platonov managed to expand many of the usual frameworks into which Russian literature had been squeezed before him. He was one of the most talented and mysterious writers of his era. He perfectly felt the tragedy of every person, torn off and thrown to the margins of existence.

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The hero of Andrei Platonov's story is the young and talented driver of a passenger locomotive, Maltsev. This young and ambitious young man, who is about thirty years old, already holds the position of a top-class driver on the new and powerful steam locomotive "IS", devoting all his time and energy to his favorite work, he can no longer imagine his life without his favorite business.

The narrator of the work is Maltsev’s young ward, a new machinist who is just starting his work, but he is upset by his partner that he shows obvious distrust in relation to his work done. Also, the young partner was upset by the fact that work with Maltsev usually took place in exceptional silence without stories and ordinary human communication typical of two people working together.

However, all grievances and omissions were forgotten overnight at the moment when the passenger locomotive set off, Maltsev’s partner was amazed that he managed to understand this iron mechanism so subtly and sensitively, and also not miss the beauty of the passing mime of the world.

The young assistant worked for the outstanding driver for about one year and was amazed at his true talent to perform sometimes unimaginable things on the locomotive, but all this idyll was suddenly crossed out by a tragic event, which completely crossed out the usual way of life for Maltsev.

The story of Andrei Platonov is true proof that even talented and successful people in their business sometimes vitally need support and understanding from the outside, and personal prejudices and hidden pride become absolutely unimportant.

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The usual way of life for Maltsev is destroyed by a tragic event that occurred in one of the summer months. Then in July, Maltsev’s assistant set off on his last voyage with his senior mentor and they had to take with them a train that was four hours late. The station dispatcher asked the senior driver to make up for the time lost in the delay for at least one hour.

Trying to follow the dispatcher's instructions, the senior driver pushes out the full power of his train. But suddenly, as an obstacle on their way, a summer thundercloud appears, which blinds Maltsev with its discharges. But despite his blurred vision, the experienced driver does not slow down and with all his confidence continues to control the passenger locomotive. His younger partner notices his very awkward and sometimes poor management.

On the way of the passenger train, an oncoming steam locomotive appears and comes to meet them. Then Maltsev has to admit to the loss of his vision and give control to his partner Konstantin. Thanks to the actions of the young driver, it is possible to prevent an emergency. And by the morning after his arrival, Maltsev’s vision returned.

However, based on the fact that the experienced driver did not transfer control to his assistant in the event of a dangerous situation, he faced a trial.

Trying to help his friend and mentor, Konstantin is looking for a way out of the current situation. Then he turns to his friend from the institute for help. And he learns that with the help of a Tesla machine, which produces an artificial lightning discharge, it is possible to prove the innocence of his partner.

Konstantin turns to the investigative committee with a request to check Maltsev in this car. And during the experiment, the innocence of the senior driver was completely proven, but unfortunately, Maltsev lost his sight completely.

The senior driver completely loses hope that he will ever have the opportunity to once again drive his favorite passenger locomotive and catch his gaze at the passing beauty of his native land.

Dejected by his current situation, the saddened senior driver with a cane constantly comes to the station, sits on a bench and simply listens to the trains passing by him.

Having once noticed a destitute partner with a cane, Konstantin decides to take Maltsev with him on a flight. Maltsev happily agrees to this proposal and promises that he will not interfere, but will simply sit quietly next to him.

Incredibly, Maltsev's lost vision is restored during the trip and Konstantin decides that his mentor should complete the journey on his own.

After the work has been done, both partners go home to Maltsev together and talk with each other on various topics all night. Konstantin is afraid to leave Maltsev, feeling responsible for him in front of a cruel and furious world.

The work “In a Beautiful and Furious World” reflects and proves the existence of human compassion, support, friendship, love and devotion to loved ones, all of this is the facets of soul and cordiality in the human world.

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In a beautiful and furious world

At the Tolubeevsky depot, Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev was considered the best locomotive driver.

He was about thirty years old, but he already had the qualifications of a first-class driver and had been driving fast trains for a long time. When the first powerful passenger locomotive of the IS series arrived at our depot, Maltsev was assigned to work on this machine, which was quite reasonable and correct. An elderly man from the depot mechanics named Fyodor Petrovich Drabanov worked as an assistant for Maltsev, but he soon passed the driver’s exam and went to work on another machine, and instead of Drabanov, I was assigned to work in Maltsev’s brigade as an assistant; Before that, I also worked as a mechanic’s assistant, but only on an old, low-power machine.

Alexander Vasilyevich accepted my appointment to his brigade calmly and indifferently; he apparently did not care who his assistants would be.

We usually worked in silence; Only occasionally did Alexander Vasilyevich, without turning in my direction, tap the key on the boiler, wanting me to draw my attention to some disorder in the operating mode of the machine, or preparing me for a sharp change in this mode, so that I would be vigilant. I always understood the silent instructions of my senior comrade and worked with full diligence, but the mechanic still treated me, as well as the lubricator-stoker, aloof and constantly checked the grease nipples in the parking lots, the tightness of the bolts in the drawbar units, tested the axle boxes on driving axles, etc. If I had just inspected and lubricated any working rubbing part, then Maltsev, after me, inspected and lubricated it again, as if not considering my work valid.

“I, Alexander Vasilyevich, have already checked this crosshead,” I told him one day when he began checking this part after me.

“But I want it myself,” Maltsev answered smiling, and in his smile there was sadness that struck me.

Later I understood the meaning of his sadness and the reason for his constant indifference towards us. He felt superior to us because he understood the car more accurately than we did, and he did not believe that I or anyone else could learn the secret of his talent, the secret of seeing both a passing sparrow and a signal ahead, at the same moment sensing the path, the weight of the composition and the force of the machine. Maltsev understood, of course, that in diligence, in diligence, we could even overcome him, but he could not imagine that we loved the locomotive more than him and drove trains better than him - he thought it was impossible to do better. And that’s why Maltsev was sad with us; he missed his talent as if he were lonely, not knowing how to express it to us so that we would understand.

And we, however, could not understand his skills. I once asked to be allowed to conduct the composition myself; Alexander Vasilyevich allowed me to drive about forty kilometers and sat in the assistant’s place. I drove the train and after twenty kilometers I was already four minutes late, and I covered the exits from long climbs at a speed of no more than thirty kilometers per hour. Maltsev drove the car after me; he took the climbs at a speed of fifty kilometers, and on the curves his car did not throw up like mine, and he soon made up for the time I had lost.

The story is told from the perspective of assistant driver Konstantin.

Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev is considered the best locomotive driver at the Tolumbeevsky depot. No one knows steam locomotives better than him! It is not surprising that when the first powerful passenger locomotive of the IS series arrives at the depot, Maltsev is assigned to work on this machine. Maltsev's assistant, an elderly depot mechanic Fyodor Petrovich Drabanov, soon passes the driver's exam and leaves for another car, and Konstantin is appointed in his place.

Konstantin is pleased with his appointment, but Maltsev doesn’t care who his assistants are. Alexander Vasilyevich watches the work of his assistant, but after that he always personally checks the serviceability of all mechanisms.

Later, Konstantin understood the reason for his constant indifference to his colleagues. Maltsev feels superior to them because he understands the car more accurately than they do. He does not believe that someone else can learn to feel the car, the path and everything around him at the same time.

Konstantin has been working as Maltsev’s assistant for about a year, and then on July 5th the time comes for Maltsev’s last trip. On this flight they take the train four hours late. The dispatcher asks Maltsev to reduce this gap as much as possible. Trying to fulfill this request, Maltsev drives the car forward with all his might. On the way, they are caught by a thundercloud, and Maltsev, blinded by a flash of lightning, loses his sight, but continues to confidently lead the train to its destination. Konstantin notices that he manages the Maltsev squad noticeably worse.

Another train appears on the way of the courier train. Maltsev transfers control into the hands of the narrator, and admits his blindness:

The accident is avoided thanks to Konstantin. Here Maltsev admits that he sees nothing. The next day his vision returned.

Alexander Vasilyevich is put on trial, and an investigation begins. It is almost impossible to prove the innocence of the old driver. Maltsev is sent to prison, but his assistant continues to work.

In winter, in the regional city, Konstantin visits his brother, a student living in a university dormitory. His brother tells him that in the university's physics laboratory there is a Tesla installation for producing artificial lightning. A certain idea comes to Konstantin’s head.

Returning home, he ponders his guess regarding the Tesla installation and writes a letter to the investigator who was at one time in charge of the Maltsev case, asking him to test the prisoner Maltsev by creating artificial lightning. If the susceptibility of Maltsev’s psyche or visual organs to sudden and close electrical discharges is proven, then his case should be reconsidered. Konstantin explains to the investigator where the Tesla installation is located and how to perform the experiment on a person. For a long time there was no answer, but then the investigator reported that the regional prosecutor agreed to conduct the proposed examination in the university physics laboratory.

The experiment is carried out, Maltsev’s innocence is proven, and he himself is released. But as a result of the experience, the old driver loses his sight, and this time it is not restored.

Konstantin tries to encourage the blind old man, but he fails. Then he tells Maltsev that he will take him on the flight.

During this trip, the blind man’s sight returns, and the narrator allows him to independently drive the locomotive to Tolumbeev:

- Drive the car to the end, Alexander Vasilyevich: now you see the whole world!

After work, Konstantin, together with the old driver, go to Maltsev’s apartment, where they sit all night.

Konstantin is afraid to leave him alone, like his own son, without protection against the action of the sudden and hostile forces of our beautiful and furious world.

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