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Musa Murataliev. Explaining Manas (part of novel)

The book you are holding combines two disparate themes linked by the person of its hero. Set in Moscow, it describes the collapse of the Soviet empire and the psychological changes which the citizens of that empire underwent as a result. The main protagonist witnesses the impact of those changes on his friends: the rise of Russian nationalism, and the criminalization of society, including of those security service personnel who serve the cause of «managed democracy.»
At the same time, the novel provides an overview of the history of the Kyrgyz, one of the most ancient peoples of Central and northern Asia, incorporating episodes from the Kyrgyz epic poem «Manas» to shed light on the fusion of forty separate clans to form the Kyrgyz nation.


The Manas & Are Rapsods

ЮНЕСКО:  Киргизское этническое меньшинство, живущее на западе Китая в провинции Синьцзян, гордится тем, что своим происхождением обязано древнему герою Манасу, чья жизнь и род прославляются в одноименном древнем эпосе – самом знаменитом национальном произведении традиционного устного творчества. Обычно его исполняют без всякого музыкального сопровождения народные сказители «манасчи». Они часто участвуют в концертах, приёмах, общинных праздниках, свадьбах и похоронах.

UNESCO: The Kirgiz ethnic minority in China, concentrated in the Xinjiang region in the west, pride themselves on their descent from the hero Manas, whose life and progeny are celebrated in one of the best-known elements of their oral tradition: the Manas epic. Traditionally sung by a Manaschi without musical accompaniment, epic performances takes place at social gatherings, community celebrations, ceremonies such as weddings and funerals and dedicated concerts.

Musa Murataliev. The Lucky Hunter

Once there lived a lone young gerfalcon, unknown to any; he was still very young.

КречетHis mother had only just pushed him out of the nest sending him off on his first flight; but as soon as he had reached the branch of a pine near-by he felt himself completely strange to the whole world above and around him. Meanwhile the hen falcon was trying to eject her second fledgling, but this one re-sisted stubbornly. The father ruffled his feathers, sitting on the woven twigs at the edge of the nest, stern but indifferent. The young bird could see and hear the struggle going on between his mother and brother. He wanted to go home to the nest but held back, ruffling like his father. Because anyway the hen bird would not let him near, she would fly out and drive him further away.