"True Stories" is Iskandar Kadyrov’s most ironic rubric. It contains no fiction in the usual sense, only something fiction cannot compete with: absurd, clumsy, implausibly precise reality. The column rests on a simple principle — life edits funnier than any scriptwriter.
The stories gathered here are overheard, glimpsed, lived through, or reconstructed from the tracks of real events. They share one trait: they actually happened. That is precisely why there is no moralising. The author does not impose a lesson — he captures the moment when a coincidence becomes too witty to be invented.
The genre hovers between an oral tale and a literary miniature. The short form works like a snapshot: the reader does not enter a lengthy narrative but receives a single scene held together by the precision of a detail and the surprise of an outcome.
The first release — «The Girlfriends» — sets the tone immediately: friendship is tested not by betrayal but by a very strange set of circumstances. No generalisations, only one specific case that leaves behind a smile and a slight bewilderment: "Impossible. But it happened." That is the main selection criterion.
The stories gathered here are overheard, glimpsed, lived through, or reconstructed from the tracks of real events. They share one trait: they actually happened. That is precisely why there is no moralising. The author does not impose a lesson — he captures the moment when a coincidence becomes too witty to be invented.
The genre hovers between an oral tale and a literary miniature. The short form works like a snapshot: the reader does not enter a lengthy narrative but receives a single scene held together by the precision of a detail and the surprise of an outcome.
The first release — «The Girlfriends» — sets the tone immediately: friendship is tested not by betrayal but by a very strange set of circumstances. No generalisations, only one specific case that leaves behind a smile and a slight bewilderment: "Impossible. But it happened." That is the main selection criterion.