Good luck I hope finally my bad luck have finished. I say it considering my last events. On Monday I came to the embassy of Germany in order to submit the documents for a visa. The conversation was good. My level of language was enough for answering all questions of an employee of the embassy. It was a good day, because I was afraid that they won’t take the documents as the last time. At the embassy they warned me I have to wait for answer at least 6-8 weeks. I agreed. I was sad though because a contract with my employer begins since February of 2nd. Also in 6 weeks I’ll be late and my chief will be angry of me. But in 3 days I got a phone call from the embassy and they told me my request was positive considered and I can receive the visa as soon as I want. It was great! On Friday I came to the embassy with a passport. By rules I have to give my passport and can to get it back on Monday. I came at 11 o’clock and sat there 3 and half hour. An employee pleased to wait. I was afraid of my documents are wrong again. Therefore I was very nervous and unhappy. But at 14 o’clock I was called and I could receive my passport already with the visa inside. I was surprised, because I don’t need to wait 3 days in order to get it back. All was ready. And it was perfectly! I bought a ticket to Germany. I’ll come to Frankfurt on February of 2nd. I have to go by the train from Frankfurt to Plauen 6 hours. When I told about it to my friend in Germany she informed me that I must book a ticket already today for 29 euro, else the ticket will cost 97 euro. As I can’t book the ticket being in Uzbekistan my friend Ute did it herself. And I got an electron ticket. What a good luck that my friend advised me that. It’s wonderful!

A bad luck Since recently I have a bad luck. All began since the end of October. I got into a fight where hooligans cut my face. A surgeon put 15 stitches. After that my flat was robbed. A thief brought the money that I saved for a trip to Germany. When I had to go to the embassy of Germany in order to get visa, my documents weren't accepted and I lost time to prepare new documents. At the New Year’s night when all people celebrated with their family and friends I had to have a duty at the office. And finally when I reinstalled Windows yesterday I removed by accident another local disc where there were all my documents, projects, reports having been prepared during the last 6 years. Will it finish soon?

Ich praktiziere weiter die Übersetzung meines Artikels Dazwischen sind die Vorukher empört, dass die Tadschiken in Aksai nicht halten dürfen, sonst kann der nächste Radau sein, bei dem sie noch was erleben werden. Zur gleichen Zeit versorgt eine junge Verkäuferin die Kunden im aksaischen Geschäft, das sich in fünfzig Meter von der Grenze befindet. Unter ihnen steht ein tadschikischer junger Mann in der Schlange, um Sahneeis zu kaufen. Niemand wundert sich. Niemand schimpft. Danach ging er unbehindert aus und kehrte nach Vorukh zurück. Misstrauen bleibt egal. Der aksaische Dorfälteste Zholchiev und der vorukhische Landschulmeister verdächtigen einander, dass die Nachbarn Waffen zu Hause halten. Und alle haben Angst vor dem etwaigen Zusammenstoss. Der Landschulmeister schlägt vor, die Schüler zu lehren, wie man mit der Waffe umgehen muss. Und was meinen die Schüler? Eigentlich fügt er dabei hinzu, dass er unlängst ein Gespräch zwischen den Jungen hörte. — Dort ist eine Schlagerei wieder! Lassen wir uns sehen! — Ist das denn interessant? Lassen wir uns lieber spielen!