Anastasia’s voice sounded lively again after a cup of coffee. Weirdly her hands after the coffee looked less wrinkly. The sun was strong but it was not warm enough to melt the snow on the Moscow streets. My Day 2 in Moscow was full of excitement for me because I got to see all the people in history text books. Anastasia may have not understood why I was so excited about looking at the statues of Lenin and Stalin.
We arrived at Fallen Monument Part, where you can see a number of the Soviet monuments. Lenin’s statues on the streets as well as Fallen monument Part, show his ambition establishing his ideal state with his beloved Marxists belief. So, most Lenin’s statues harboured determination. Whenever I visit historical places, the same thoughts strike me. ‘Would they have ever imagined how much their ideas and actions were going to impact the world?’ Well, Lenin would have loved to learn his action impacted the world history this much, though he would also have felt sad about the fall of USSR. Lenin is the one who definitely developed Marxists theory to an upgraded level by leading a series of revolutions — 1905 Revolution, February Revolution in 1917.
Another unforgettable notorious man in history also stood in the park. Unlike Lenin, Stalin looked shabby and lonely, which looked a former USSR. Moreover, the snow on the floor reminded me of the then situation of starvation and people having to overcome harsh Russian winter under Stalin.
Thanks to the sunny and relatively warm weather, there were many family and people hanging around the park. It was interesting scene to observe that people looked at the former communists in the park as a history, and I wonder how Russian conceive their recent leaders that changed the world.
At the end of the tour, we headed to Novodevichy Cemetery, the most impressive place that was carved into my memory. We have seen many attractions, however, the emotional turmoil at this place was too strong to forget. Anastasia also gave me an emotional explanation about the place, and she seemed tracing back to her memory. Anastasia jokingly said “Boris Yeltsin’s grave is here. Look at that. Pretty colourful grave. He drank too much. He cold have lived longer than that.” Famous politicians, artists, dancers and writers are buried here. Of course, I could recognise many of their names. Anastasia pointed me to one beautiful lady’s statue — Nadezhda Sergeevna Alliluyeva (Nadiya), Staline’s second wife. Before coming to Moscow, I watched a documentary through YouTube called ‘A day in the life of Dictator’ illustrating their time and tyranny under their control. Setting aside all the history, I could see how Staline’s obsession became the paranoiac murderer over the time. Poor Naidya suffered from mental illness and ended up committing a suicide.
Like how I felt from the Fallen Monument Park in the early afternoon, it was weird to me looking at people visiting the cemetery. Anastasia said she, other over 50-year-old Russians visited the cemetery quite often as she could remember the past, the olden day of happiness. It was paradoxical but I could see her reminiscence on the face.