Erlik Balfanbaev Biography

Search, throwing, the desire to reveal the essence of things, mythological texts, thoughts about the mission and servants. Many would say, with a wave of his hand: “These are all the quirks of the rich. Who else has time to think about such things? Thoughts about the great visited him from childhood, when he, while still a barefoot boy, dreamed of large, useful things, lying on a tough boarding school with a stomach rumbling from hunger.

Like it or not, we all come from childhood, and Erlik in this sense is no exception. Father is a diamathian, Kazakh from an ancient family of sages and judges, mother - a Russian, simple woman from the village of Pesopoi Kursk region. His parents met in Moscow. Mother, Nina Ivanovna Minakova, was pregnant at the last period when they arrived in Almaty, where Yerlik was born.

Father, Kurman -Ali Balfanbaev, was the only son in his family, the rest were sisters: three elders, one youngest. Women of their kind were very strong and successful in Soviet times: one of them became the first Cossack Engineer, the other was the deputy. Father first graduated from Kino-technical, then entered the Saratov Tank School, graduated from it in June He went through all its hardships: burned in a tank, was shell -shocked, lost his regiment more than once, received a lot of awards for courage and demobilized in G.

The whole family of his father had already lived in abundance by that time, they had reached a high social status, received apartments in the city center, went to the sanatorium and resorts. Unlike them, Kurman-Ali and his wife and sons lived more than modestly. Like many veterans, his father’s soul did not fully return from the front. He was tormented by nightmares and memories.

He drank a lot. Almost all of his money went to this. Mother worked in three jobs to feed the family. Erlik was the second child after his older brother. Mother could not cope alone and was forced to give the children in round -the -clock nursery, then in the same kindergarten, and at school age, Yarlik was sent to the boarding school. Once in childhood, I heard a parable that God sends the child’s soul to a specific family with a specific plan, and if the child is torn away from parents, then this can mean only one thing: the Almighty decided to personally take care of this soul - without intermediaries, directly.

Not everyone is able to see the love of heaven, but it seems that Yerlik was able to accept fate and find the strength to extract the fruits of wisdom from her harsh lessons. Of course, this experience subsequently influenced everything that he created, and probably will affect what else he would be created ... - Yerlik, you often say that the state was brought up. At first glance, this is a sad story about a child devoid of a family.

What do you think about it today? What did this life teach you? But time passed, and with age I began to understand that it was precisely these hardships that gave me undoubted advantages and competitiveness in comparison with my peers. Heaven purposefully created a strong -willed person from me, a man who early learned what “discipline” is in everything: brushing your teeth, a neatly covered bed, a boots filled to brilliance, lessons made on time.

Physical endurance was brought up in me: sports, morning charges with subsequent serious run, waist -deep at any time of the year. The orders in the boarding school were almost army, with hazing, as usual. Whoever is weaker, he is on duty and wash the floors for others. But all this taught me to respect myself, to defend my honor and dignity. I had to learn to fight and find out very early how to behave so as not to wash other people's socks in my seven years.

How to overcome my fear in order to tell everyone that I wash only my socks, and if it does not suit you, then we’ll go out around the corner. There was a lot of fought at that time. They had other interests. Unlike most of my peers, I carefully investigated the possibilities that I had in this god of a forgotten place. And it soon became clear that I was incredibly lucky: at my sole and complete disposal there was a huge wealth - the most chic library, which, I am sure, not had a single child of the Soviet Union.

It was located three minutes from the bedroom, no one was needed, and therefore was at my full disposal. I made friends with the librarian, helped her to disassemble and glue books, and in gratitude she advised me what to read. I loved this smell of books and silence. He was locked there alone, hesitated a bunch of books, scroll through them and then took a few for reading with him.

As a result, by the end of the seventh grade, I managed to read a huge number of books: the total of Belyaev, Main Rida, Jules Verne and other outstanding writers. So, by the end of the boarding school, I was a very well -read boy, thanks to which I was able to study at the central, most prestigious school with a mathematical bias, where, after the “laid” period of fights and defending the honor of me, “an internship with tattered pants”, felt equal among children from prosperous and wealthy families.

It was a collection of Irish fairy tales. Later, I repeatedly tried to find her, but I could not.So, there was a fairy tale, the name of which I did not remember, but for life I absorbed its essence. It was a story about a group of people who for a long time sought land for life, until, finally, they did not find a small plot in the mountains, between two rocks with screens.

They settled there, built houses, planted bread and gardens. The nature in this place was harsh, the climate is changeable, because due to the scree, this site was periodically overwhelmed with stones. But these people with manic stubbornness cleaned him, repaired at home, all re -planted and sowed the fields to continue to live, no matter what. At that time, this fairy tale very deeply struck my boyish imagination, I carried out the main message from it - “never give up and for nothing!

During this period, something important distinguished me from all peers: if the coach gave us a task, everything was done by what he was asking, and I always did more than he demanded, thirty percent, it was not at all typical of children of my age. And, of course, it helped me achieve success. Sport has further strengthened my personal discipline and taught me another important thing: if something does not work out for a long time, you just need to endure and continue to do it.

For example, Archimedes Mumbaevich Iskhakov is a hereditary thinker and mathematician, a teacher from God, a teacher of geometry. At his own risk, he taught us not according to the textbook, but according to his notes, where the geometry presented us with an incredibly interesting, simple and logical subject, unlike an abstruse school textbook, whose benefit even Archimedes himself did not understand.

He taught us to ask questions, cared not about the reports on performance, but about the deep understanding and real assimilation of the subject. We must understand how much he risked in those harsh times when he could even get to prison for such self -will, teaching not in accordance with the school program accepted "upstairs". This helped in the future, when I managed to enter two institutes at once.

Apparently, even then my entrepreneurial spirit appeared. The brother returned from the army and said that I would definitely go to the institute. He convinced me that the army was an empty loss of time. Since I was happy to attend the lessons of my beloved teachers, and I often walked the rest, my secondary school score was not enough for a hundred percent hit the institute, and therefore in the middle of the tenth grade I also went to evening school.

There, against the general background, I simply seemed to be a child prodigy - still, after the highest mathematical school, and even pushed to study. Classes there were once a week, on Tuesdays, and all the other days I visited my day school. So he finished them both. As a result, he received two certificates. In the evening school, the general score turned out much higher.

I handed them to different institutions. As they say, for sure. One in the Polytechnic to the specialty “Automation and control systems”, and the second in the architectural and construction, in the specialty “Heat-Gaza-Gaznuation and Ventilation”. Miraculously entered both. I even had the idea whether both institutions did not finish, so no one had done it yet, but my “cunning combination” would have opened sooner or later, so I was forced to choose one of them, fearing that it was two illegally.

I had to leave the architectural after six months of training, although now I am sure that I could finish both of us my daughter was born. After the institute, luck was waiting for me again: I worked for five years in the system of the Academy of Sciences of Kazakhstan, at the Institute of Mathematics and Mechanics. It was work in the laboratory of laser physics, with outstanding people with a very high-quality Moscow engineering and technical education.

The school was excellent, among people with a mathematical and physical mind. Now many of them occupy significant posts in Kazakhstan, have achieved great success. It was a year, and until the end of the Soviet regime there was very little, and the law on cooperative movement entered. At our institute, in a cooperative laboratory, we created high -quality and expensive products - laser spectrometers.

Very rare devices that we sold was incident, and for all this time they sold only a few dozen, but each cost a lot of money. Buyers were either closed research military organizations, or foreign companies. This environment became my first high -quality entrepreneurial environment, which taught me a deep analysis and systemic thinking, since we, in parallel with entrepreneurship, were engaged in research, wrote scientific articles, studied scientific literature, sitting in libraries in the evenings.

It was during this period that I felt what an entrepreneurial spirit was, and contacted the business world. In addition, these were the first tangible profits. At that time, we earned well. For example, in my 27 years I received rubles a month. Compared to peers who had a salary of rubles with engineering, it was a lot of money. My colleagues and I created that world from scratch.I came to this laboratory first when my leader, candidate of sciences from Moscow, only founded it.

It was an empty room in the basement, in the middle of which stood a table. For several years, life was in full swing there, it was full of equipment and robots. When a year came, I began to observe a reduction in financing of science, the great system of the Academy of Sciences began to fall apart before my eyes. This time I was the first to leave the laboratory before our brainchild was sunk into oblivion.

" There was a total deficit. The most necessary products disappeared from the shelves of stores, and in order to get them, it was necessary to either stand in long lines for hours, or pay three times more expensive.