The Return of the Buddha

How strange, to sit in a train at night, reading Vsevolod Ivanov’s “The Return of the Buddha”. To read this strange story with the background noise of a train, although a very comfortable modern one. The professor and his Mongolian companions traveling with a Buddha statue in a goods wagon. A story of deterioration. One can feel the chaos of the revolution. The thin layer of civilization is scrapped away like the gold from the Buddha statue in the story. How thin is that layer in the train and the people around me?
Before socialist realism took over, there was some really interesting literature in Russia.


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