Monday, April 4

The death of a cosmonaut

This was one of the saddest things I read. Once upon a time, I dreamt of being an astronaut. Had tons of books on space and the stars and the moon mission and Soyuz. Even had a poster of Yuri Gagarin. Knew about Laika the dog and Valentina Tereshkova. The space race. On certain summer days, while sleeping in the garden, we could lie and see up observing the satellites with my mum.

Those days came back when i read this story. such a sad story.

A cosmonaut knowingly going to his death and then crying with rage at the bloody politicians and engineers who sent him to his death. See the charred remains? that’s all that was left of him once the capsule met the earth in a fiery end.

And willingly going to his death so that his friend, Gagarin (on the left), who was the backup pilot, would survive.

Go to the link, you can actually listen to his last words. You can also buy this recording. The capsule is overheating. Felt very very sad. How lonely can you be? utterly, up there in space, raging against the bastards.

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