Ilyasova Zulfiya Biography

All the materials are Ta-Ra-Ra-Tam, Ta-Ri-Ra-Ra-Tam, Ta-D-Sim-Ta-da Ri-Ra-Tam ... There were definitely never such sounds in our press center. In order for a lezginka to be tapped along the studio cabinet and sang along with the beat - no one ever allowed such a hooliganism. But what if the equipment stayed in the car, but music is needed here and now? We have to tap incendiary rhythms on office furniture.

Who knows, maybe this nightstand has dreamed of becoming a drum all my life. Those who have music in the soul do not need instruments. Zulfiya Ilyasova can by ear to distinguish between the Dagestan Lezginka from the Chechen or Ingush. In the zone of her, she says, everyone is dancing under the Lezginka - Caucasians, who have in the blood, and Russians, and Buryats, and the Tatars, and even those who in their north are used to resonating in unison with a boar.

There is no person in the world who can resist at the rack quietly when a hot lezginka sounds. People's Artist of the Republic of Dagestan and Honored Artist of Ingushetia Zulfiya Ilyasova in his native Makhachkala works as the director of the Children's Art School. Miniature Zulfia loves to dress beautifully to work: elegant dresses, high heels. But two years ago, for the first time leaving for the ribbon, she changed bright outfits for camouflage, and shoes - to the soldier's berets.

This woman knows firsthand how much a real body armor weighs: she regularly goes to her zone with concerts and carries humanitarian aid there. Yes, this is our Zulya! Imagine a blonde who manages between funnels on the last BMW X6 model on a deaf country road. The military, of course, first think: Oh, the circus has arrived. The first opinion is for soldiers.

But when I change into a protective form, I begin to talk with them, they begin to feel that I am like a "my own." They accept in their brotherhood, ”says Ilyasova. In the territory that is shot, it is impossible to gather in groups. Therefore, Zulfiya stops where he notices one or two combat vehicles, puts up the column and begins to sing:“ Here are ten soldiers, I take out the column, if there is where to connect, I give them a concert.

In hospitals, hospitals I go into small assembly halls. In some places, it happens, I don’t even need a microphone or a column, I sing in a lively voice. ”In the trunk next to working tools-products, clothes, gifts from the inhabitants of Dagestan, transmission from relatives, letters, medicines for state-owned people. We were not allowed inside. And I went to Rostov, accompanied They launched two departments there in traumatology: who has a hand, who has a leg, who came to work in this hospital with volunteers, and there was a nurse from Dagestan with them, I remembered it so well.

” Dagestanis will recognize the artist. Melodic songs in Dagestan like everyone, because the language of music is international. But she sings in Russian. Behind the ribbon, they listen to these songs with great contentment. We created the song “Work with him, brothers! And now on April 6, when I accompanied the cargo from the Union of Women of Dagestan, a guy came up in the Rostov-on-Don in the hospital and says-is this our Zulfia?

He says - I am Karachai. And he then told the colonel who was with us: you know, we go to battle under this song. I cannot convey that I felt at that moment. And the joy and a lump in the throat at the same time, ”the artist shares. She is often called“ Our Zulya. ”It happens that I go into the trenches, she says, and there is nowhere to connect. And“ our Zulya ”sings without music, and the chapel, sometimes we will have to play the rhythm, if one of the fighters knows how to play the guitar - then they need attention,” she notes.

Cold warm Chongar say how you celebrate the New Year, so you will spend it. She hit the road with the guys from the "Battle Brotherhood", accompanying the large humanitarian cargo. But life judged differently. The situation on the contact line was difficult, and the civilians were not allowed for the ribbon. The car with gifts drove on, and Zulfi had to stay at the checkpoint "Chongar".

For four days she lived in a tent with other volunteers, drowned a stove, helped cook food and arranged concerts for passing military and local residents twice a day. Winter, cold, the tent is shaking from the wind, ”she recalls. I drowned the stove. My guys asked: Zulfiya, why are you not sleeping? Guys, everything is fine, I answer. "Together with her, volunteers from Buryatia lived in this tent.

Thousands of kilometers come to Chungar Boyat women from the organization" Island of support V "to feed our soldiers with delicious Buryat bouuses and other national dishes. We already wrote about them. The winter wind pierced the bones of the bone. The strong hands of the soldiers lifted the strong hands of the soldiers. A miniature blonde on the armor of the tank, so that it is better to hear it and throw a pea jacket on the women's shoulders, someone put on thin fingers the harsh male mittens.It’s terrible to me terribly, and then one soldier comes up, his face is closed, he takes off his gloves and puts it on me herself ...

But I liked to see joy in his eyes so much, ”Zulfiya smiles. Russia, go ahead! And you stand so small among these beautiful soldiers, listen to these beautiful words and think: God, in what heaven of military beauty I got! Life is such a strange thing, some people sometimes make big houses, cars, a lot of beautiful and expensive things, but do not feel happy.

And others can lose everything overnight: housing, work, familiar way. To be in the winter at the border point in clothes from someone else's shoulder, applying all the saved property in a small package. And just go crazy with happiness, finally looking for a dear and close person. Well, we, of course, poured her with hot tea, reassured, laid down to bed. And in the morning a man comes running, also a tousled all - where is she?

And we all stand, do not understand anything who she is? He knelt before her and cries. It turns out that they worked in the Kherson region in one school, he is a cook, and she is a primary school teacher. They loved each other, she left in the evening, he was behind her in the morning, and lost contact. The phones were not caught there. "Immediately, in a volunteer tent in the December wind, the cook in love took a ring from his pocket and made his beloved offer.

He had almost no things at all, recalls Zulfiya, he did not even have time to save the documents for the house. But this is a ring that I bought for a long time and did not dare to put everything in the hands of my beloved, ”hid in the inner pocket of his jacket, near the heart. We all cried there. I say - it won't. I turn on the equipment, put music and sing them a song about love.

We played them a wedding right there, and he said so many grateful words to us. "It was impossible to live like this: six refugees from Ukraine and Donbass, a Big Dagestan family, cannot stop her on the road from Dagestan to new regions and back Zulfiy spends his relatives in the village of Semenovka, Leninsky district. They live with her husband Fecret in winter, and they move in the time of the holiday season, and they move in the time of the resort season The Crimea is always prepared, as it should be in a large and noisy Dagestan family: they collect all children and grandchildren, they are frozen, and here, without a leaps in the linen, the soul of this person is full of light.

Everything is fine, wait for me at night. " And then everything is repeated: barbecue, pilaf, long Dagestan songs for bright sadness and a mischievous Lezginka - for joy. Warriors can take rehabilitation in the Crimea "Favor" - this is a protection, the patronage of some influential person.

So the meaning of this word explains the "Big Explanatory Dictionary of the Modern Russian Language." Calling his Orthodox center, its creators, apparently, had in mind that he was under the patronage of God himself. The son of Zulfiya Ilyasova is already an adult, he has his own family. He is very worried about his mother, like all sons, but does not even try to stop. The last time the teachers raised money and bought finger batteries for the soldiers themselves, handed them gifts.

Such targeted packages do people often make us, I pass and tell from whom. It is important for people. "We will meet them with a victory for an interview with the RIA Novosti Crimea editorial office, our guests arrived from the Leninsky district, on the day Zulfiya was going to return home to Makhachkala. It was July 17.