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Aylanib-saylanib, avtobusda oyoqlarim uxlab-muxlab Nyu Yorkka yetib keldim.
Birinchi qilgan ishim mahallamizdan bu shaharga kelib, o’rnashib qolgan sinfdoshimni qidirish bo’ldi. Unga sim qoqdim. Hazillashib “Toshkandan telefon qivomman” dedim. Odatdagidek uning jag’i shalop etib tizzasiga tushdi:
-Haliyam beshinchi tramvayga osilib Toshkanda yuribsanmi? Ketmaysanmi u pivoning bo’tqasi bosgan shahardan. Mana bu yoqqa kel, mashina desang mashivotti, uy desang qalashivotti, ovqat desang achivoti, yesang oldingda, yemasang ham oldingda…
Sinfdoshim vaysab tursin, sizga nega “Toshkandan telefon qivomman” deganimning sababini aytay. Continue reading
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