Moving to Moscow, many people think that they will never be able to return to their hometown: there will not be a high salary, the rhythm of a megalopolis, and how to look in the eyes of relatives: if he returned, then he lost. But sometimes people get so tired that they still buy a one-way ticket and fly away to their native Rostov-on-Don, Samara, Novosibirsk and Astrakhan. Life around collected stories of people who, having lived in Moscow, for some reason decided to return home.
I moved to Moscow in 2008, three months after my eighteenth birthday. I went to make music (I mistakenly thought that in Moscow the music industry was better developed than in the provinces), and along the way I entered the VGIK as a screenwriter. As a result, he entered the manager in the field of cinema, but went to work in the book department of the Hitsona store in Evropeysky. Longest worked as a courier. There was little work, which allowed me to read books all day. He went to rehearsals of a bunch of different groups, where I was called from ads posted on music forums. He promised everyone to come again, but immediately after the meeting he put them in invisible in ICQ.
Every year, I chose a new faculty at VGIK and prepared for admission, but it never came to submitting documents. In my free time I missed you: once I set fire to a T-shirt and got a little burned. With the money earned, he opened the publishing house Il-music.
I have never made grandiose plans. Tired of working - leaving for Kazan, tired of not working - took a ticket to Moscow. I returned to my hometown in 2011, when I was finally tired of working. And I did not imagine how to live in Moscow in a rented apartment and not work. In general, I do not see much difference where to live, in Kazan or in Moscow. What difference does it all the same cunt.
I arrived in Moscow in October-November 2011, but I lived there for no more than three months. She moved because of personal reasons and a desire to change jobs: I was offered an urgent and well-paid project related to healthcare. An office in Armagh, a PR agency with wonderful people with whom I still keep in touch.
I planned to move to Moscow permanently: I had very noisy and crowded wires in Samara, so it was very strange to come back here later. Nevertheless, this happened. I arrived home for the New Year holidays, but when they were over, I realized that I couldn’t return and did not want to. I successfully completed my project, but did not look for a new one. First of all, the Moscow metro and the fast pace of life exhausted me terribly. In Samara, I always lived in the center and walked on all matters; in Moscow, the center did not grow together. Probably my main mistake was to live in Chertanovo. Although it’s clean and very nice, it’s not at all mine. My work was very intense, almost seven days a week, and I realized that cultural leisure and city walks, for which I loved Moscow, were available to me only if I did not work there, but came to rest. Due to fatigue, for example, I missed a concert by Bo George. Whoever told me about this when I moved, would not believe for anything. Well and so on. Now I have the opportunity to come to Moscow when I want and for as much as I need. I do not promise a new move: if I have a good job offer, then everything is possible. Just this time I will be more wise in choosing a place of residence and planning my own schedule.
A lot of my friends earn
in Moscow money and come back as soon as will accumulate
to a nice apartment in Samara.
It all depends on what you want
Many of my friends earn money in Moscow and return as soon as they save up for a good apartment in Samara. It all depends on what you want in life. If money and a dizzying career, then it makes sense to live in Moscow. If inner harmony, tranquility, to be in the circle of friends and do something for your own pleasure, then this is probably not the best place. For me, returning to Moscow is still an open question. In the end, any city is just houses and roads, and in any city you can arrange yourself the life you want.
In 2008, at the end of my studies, I was invited to work in my specialty at one of the Moscow institutes. I moved with my girlfriend, studied and worked at the same time, defended my candidate at the same time. Then I did not think much about permanent residence in the capital. But it so happened that we broke up with the girl, and I decided to change my life completely and completely: plans for creating my own business have long been ripe. In addition, I always had the feeling that I live in a huge factory: constant traffic jams, the weather is much worse than in Voronezh, there is no cool summer house 20 kilometers from the city with a river 100 meters from the house and a bathhouse. I am an adaptive person, I can get used to anything. I think if I received an interesting financial offer, I could return to Moscow.
I arrived in Moscow in 2002 after I successfully dropped out of the faculty of international relations at a Novosibirsk university. She worked, lived an unbridled adult life, and at some point decided that for some reason I needed to continue my studies - only on literary grounds. So in 2002 I was on the verge of the Institute of Journalism and Literary Creativity, where, according to tradition, I studied for 2.5 years, after which I dropped out again.
I studied on weekends, the rest of the time I looked for work rather unsuccessfully. At some point, I got into an amazing place - at the Radio House on Novokuznetskaya, on the Voice of Russia radio station, releasing the editor into the Vietnamese edition. For understanding - broadcasting is in Vietnamese. And no, I don’t know the Vietnamese language. The age of digital broadcasting has not yet arrived at the Radio House, we worked on bobbins, so I can cut film and mount a little. They paid little money, but that did not bother me. I got into a team of adults, amazing, superbly educated people who know many languages. And these people accepted me, a young provincial fool, and took care of me.
In Moscow, I changed a million apartments, but mostly lived in a room on the edge of South Butovo with a bunch of friends. At some point, I was tired of dragging my things from one asshole to another, I didn’t really get involved with work - I left the radio and worked on several projects. I never met love, in the end freaked out and decided to dump home.
Why live like this when I I can not walk in the forest every weekend?
In addition, I suddenly found that I miss the country house habitual to the Siberians - with mushrooms, berries, walks in the woods. In Moscow, it is somehow less accessible. In 2005, I returned back, at home my journalistic career quickly went uphill.
Now Moscow is objectively better than in the mid-2000s: more adapted to life, more comfortable, and even cleaner. Another thing is how you yourself feel inside this space. I felt loneliness and some hopelessness. It seemed to me that all this did not make sense. Why live like this when I can’t walk in the woods every weekend? By the way, I would like to say hello to the beloved editors of the broadcasting department in Vietnam. Even now I found the phrase I love you - tôi yêu em.
In 2009, after defending my diploma, my wife and I came to Moscow to find an interesting job. I thought that in my city there are few large-scale projects, and in Moscow you can get good experience. About where our permanent home will be, I did not think then. At first he was a designer, then he grew up to a manager. He led the creation of Internet projects for Sberbank, Microsoft, Svyaznoy, Sitronics, Rutube, Timeout, NTV + and others as part of work in ADV / web-engineering co. and genue. After some time, I began to earn enough in order not to worry about renting an apartment and other everyday expenses. At some point, I began to think: what will happen next? How and where will my family live? What will I be in 10 years? My wife and I realized that we want to build a family and raise children in Togliatti. We did not like the noisy Moscow: a lot of people, long distances, high real estate prices and quality products. Most importantly, we did not feel this city as our own, although it has many beautiful places that we love. In addition, I’m tired of doing virtual reality and making websites. I wanted something physical, and the move opened up good prospects for my Bodyboss project.
Returning to Tolyatti, we launched our own production of equipment for functional training, and recently began to sew Sputnik city backpacks. We do things that can be touched. And it’s very nice to see how a product that people like appears from a drawing on paper. In Moscow, a lot of time is spent on vanity, in which it is difficult to single out the whole. I need comfortable conditions for creating a family and raising children. An interesting and promising activity is important to me - we managed to find all this in Togliatti. But we will definitely come to visit Moscow.
It was a funny story. I started up a Yandex.Money wallet and studied what it can be used to pay. Found on the lists a company that was engaged in translations. I went to their site, looked at the vacancy section: they were looking for a localization manager. And I just worked in this industry: I was engaged in software localization. So I thought a little and sent a resume. The next day I was called for an interview. I flew to Moscow, talked. After a couple of weeks, the answer came that they were ready to take me to work, not just the manager, but the head of the localization department. True, there is no department yet, it must be created from scratch. I accepted their offer, bought a one-way ticket, packed my bag and flew away. He lived with friends for several days, then rented an apartment in half with a friend. I expected to live in Moscow for several years, earn money, and then, as a trample.
In Novosibirsk people are simpler, social connections are shorter, competition is less.
For the implementation of any projects here need less effort than in Moscow.
In general, I came to work in a booming startup. Then a little more than 10 people worked there, and now it is one of the largest Eastern European companies in the industry. I studied the market, built processes, hired people, found customers. There was a lot of work. After a year and a half, I burned out completely: I lost interest, began to work through my sleeves, to get on with projects. Vacation did not help. We talked with the authorities, decided that I needed to change the scope of activity. He left the office and became at home engaged in analytics and social media for the same company.
My girlfriend moved to Moscow with me. All her life she dreamed of entering VGIK and making a movie, but then she turned up a chance. I didn’t. Then we sat down and thought well: we don’t need to go to VGIK, you don’t need to go to the Moscow office, why do we need this Moscow? And they took one-way tickets to Novosibirsk. I sometimes think: what would happen if we stayed? Probably, I would now be a middle manager with a good salary, a car, and maybe even an apartment. I would go to the office five days a week, draw charts there and wait for Friday with lust. On Saturdays I would eat barbecue with friends in the forest. It is unlikely that I would have achieved anything more in Moscow. In Novosibirsk, people are simpler, social connections are shorter, competition is less. Therefore, to implement any projects here, less effort is needed than in Moscow.
Here in Novosibirsk, we made Total Dictation, a huge project that has now spread to 360 cities. They did it with enthusiasm, without money and without doom. In Moscow, such a project would be impossible to implement. I can’t imagine how much concrete would have to break my head for this. As a result, I work in Novosibirsk, and I come to Moscow to give press conferences. And I really like this situation.
In 2009, I first came to Moscow to enter a theater school. Unfortunately, I didn’t succeed, but I fell in love with the city. I returned to Rostov, earned a small capital, and two years later I moved to Moscow. I needed a turning point, a transitional stage, which would help move on. I was 22 years old, with a journalistic background and trading experience: in Rostov, I worked as a sales assistant to Bosch. I dreamed of working in my specialty, becoming a real journalist, but, apparently, I was not looking for vacancies in the wrong way. It turned out that it’s easier to come to the Bosch Moscow office, arrange a transfer to another city and do essentially the same thing. Although in Moscow, of course, everything is on a different level: you need more knowledge and skills, but all the more interesting, more complicated. At first I worked at two jobs (worked as an administrator in a beauty salon), I was very tired, but I was happy. I understood that I was building my future, becoming a personality.
Moscow is a city of great opportunities and ambitions, but its energy was killing my personality. I felt that over time I was losing my self. I decided not to leave at all because something didn’t work out: by no means, everything I went for got it. During these incomplete two years of life in the capital of events there were so many that it seemed that I had been living here for about 10 years, no less. I remember crying at the exit of the metro because I already missed Moscow. I really loved her.
When I returned to Rostov, life changed. I traveled a lot, I could do so many different things in a day, there was enough time for everything, there were even more friends than there were before the departure. I learned to stop time and enjoy the moment, rather than chasing life in order to be in time. But it was precisely in this pursuit that I could not completely relax in Moscow.
Photo: Leonid Nikiforenko