My darlings!
How are you doing? You, Tolik, are you gone, or are you busy gardening? How is your girl, Anna Ivanovna? And above all, how is Rinok? As yet I haven’t been able to contact him although I am still hopeful and looking forward to seeing him. We haven’t had a field post office operating in our neighbourhood and as yet I couldn’t give him my address. I let him know that I am at Saburov’s place but with such directions he would hardly venture to find me here. I am planning to get a car at some point and go to Rokossovsky and then figure out where he is staying. Yesterday I felt so unhappy that I almost regretted going on this trip.
lodge somebody in them. Downstairs there are a dining-room and a sitting-room with a piano, but we haven’t used them – we aren’t on friendly terms with each other, which actually interferes with my work. The canteen, which serves everyone, is nearby. Over the past two days it has operated the Moscow way – the food has gotten worse and only two meals a day, breakfast at 9 am and dinner at 7 pm. But we hardly noticed the inconvenience as we spent most of the day in Berlin and usually had a chance to have a bite there. The weather was so hot (up to 30 degrees) that we didn’t feel hungry. We get very much tired. Our car has broken down. We have a passenger car every other day, and on the other days they give us a truck. When our car or truck gets dirty, they wouldn’t let us downtown and we waste hours taking bypass roads. The temperatures today are a bit lower so one can breathe more easily. My work isn’t going fine yet but I think it has yet to come.
Now about us. We are staying on the outskirts of Berlin, in a lovely countryside, which has been left almost intact in the war. We live in a country house of our own with a tiny garden attached to it. (Honestly, I would prefer it to our summer house.) These are plenty of lilac shrubs, mainly Persian, all around. Lilies-of-the-valley, tulips and a bunch of decorative bushes have already gone into bloom. I wish you, my dear, could see the garden and plan our own garden in a similar way. Here we have blossoming apple trees, cherry trees, pear trees; currents are getting bigger and there are a lot of gooseberries. Now we are making ourselves at home and are looking forward to a good harvest, although I do hope we won’t stay here long enough to harvest the apples. My room is upstairs overlooking the garden. My colleagues’ rooms are adjacent. The rooms downstairs are empty, we are planning to occupy them, otherwise they may
I have already written about Berlin that it no longer exists, if only on the outskirts. But I got so much used to this sight that I no longer pay heed to it unless a newcomer draws my attention. The Germans continue to excel in servility and giving directions. They have hidden all they could underneath the ground. So now it’s up to us to search. I‘ll tell you more in a few days when retail businesses open. Those who visited Warsaw described it in still gloomier terms but one needs to see it for oneself to believe it. Every time I see it, I feel satisfaction as if it was the right thing to do. We need to stamp out the Nazi spirit. Certainly now they all have turned against the Nazism but we don’t believe.
I embrace you warmly, my darlings. I can’t wait to hear from you but we need to wait until they’ve given me my postal address.
M.