{"id":14022,"date":"2022-01-21T07:24:28","date_gmt":"2022-01-21T05:24:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14022"},"modified":"2022-01-20T21:26:27","modified_gmt":"2022-01-20T19:26:27","slug":"emma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14022","title":{"rendered":"Emma"},"content":{"rendered":"

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proz\u0103 selectat\u0103 din grupul \u201cProz\u0103 \u015fi eseuri<\/a>\u201d – facebook [a cincea selec\u0163ie]<\/span><\/p>\n

de Mihaela Danil\u0103<\/p>\n

Era ora pr\u00e2nzului c\u00e2nd microbuzul ticsit de oameni si mirosuri se opri l\u00e2ng\u0103 trotuarul pr\u0103fuit. Ana cobor\u00ee \u015fi trase aerul proasp\u0103t \u00een piept cu putere, cu ochii pe jum\u0103tate \u00eenchi\u0219i. \u00ce\u0219i roti privirea dintr-o parte \u00een alta.<\/p>\n

Ora\u0219ul era toropit de c\u0103ldur\u0103 la ora amiezii. Se sim\u021bea \u00eens\u0103 o u\u0219oar\u0103 adiere r\u0103coroas\u0103 dinspre p\u0103durea ce tivea ora\u0219ul.<\/p>\n

Ar fi vrut s\u0103 nu o chinuie nici un g\u00e2nd \u0219i nici o grij\u0103, s\u0103 se poat\u0103 bucura \u00een voie de c\u0103l\u0103torie, s\u0103 o poat\u0103 savura ca pe o aventur\u0103. Oft\u0103 scurt, \u00ee\u0219i salt\u0103 rucsacul \u0219i porni spre partea veche a ora\u0219ului.<\/p>\n

Travers\u0103 cu pa\u0219i hot\u0103r\u00e2\u021bi str\u0103zile largi \u0219i circulate, mai apoi, pe cele \u00eenguste cu pere\u021bii caselor \u00een strada \u0219i porti \u00eenalte..<\/p>\n

I-a pl\u0103cut din totdeauna ora\u0219ul \u0103sta, unde prezentul se implete\u0219te cu trecutul la fiecare pas f\u0103r\u0103 a-i tulbura lini\u0219tea. Str\u0103du\u021bele mici, \u00eentortocheate, zidurile groase si por\u021bile \u00eenalte mai p\u0103streaz\u0103 inc\u0103 misterul unor genera\u021bii trecute, si \u00eensemnele noble\u021bii medievale.<\/p>\n

Tare si-ar fi dorit s\u0103 se afle de partea cealalt\u0103 a por\u021bilor astea, imagin\u00e2ndu-\u015fi c\u0103 fiecare dintre ele i\u021bi deschide o alt\u0103 poveste. F\u0103cea exerci\u021bii de imagina\u021bie incerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 recreeze realitatea de dincolo de por\u021bi, c\u00e2nd ajunse \u00een fa\u0163a unei cl\u0103diri cu pere\u021bi albi \u0219i sc\u0103ri \u00eenalte din mozaic.<\/p>\n

Deschise poarta scund\u0103 din forjat si p\u0103\u015fi cu sfial\u0103 pe aleea serpuind printre arbu\u0219ti de tuia tun\u0219i si alinia\u021bi ca sold\u0103\u021beii. In cap\u0103tul sc\u0103rilor o int\u00e2mpin\u0103 o u\u0219\u0103 masiv\u0103 cu grilaj sub care str\u0103lucea un vitraliu superb.<\/p>\n

Deasupra u\u0219ii \u00eei atrase aten\u021bia un medalion cu ini\u021bialele aurite, E T .<\/p>\n

Urc\u0103 sc\u0103rile, in timp ce se intreba de la ce vin ini\u021bialele gravate la intrare. Din cl\u0103dire se auzea sunetul unui pian \u00een surdin\u0103.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd u\u0219a se inchise in spatele ei, Anei i se p\u0103ru c\u0103 a p\u0103\u0219it intr-o alt\u0103 lume. Receptia era un loc de bun gust: de la parchetul de lemn natur, brocartul tapi\u0163eriei p\u00e2n\u0103 la \u015femineul care domina \u00eenc\u0103perea.<\/p>\n

O raza timid\u0103 din soarele amiezii p\u0103trunse prin vitraliul u\u0219ii, color\u00e2nd cald \u00eentreaga inc\u0103pere.<\/p>\n

\u00cen spatele biroului de la recep\u0163ie o \u00eent\u00e2mpin\u0103 o doamn\u0103 \u00eenalt\u0103, \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 sobru dar cu z\u00e2mbet cald \u015fi privire bland\u0103. Avea p\u0103rul prins \u00eentr-un coc lejer \u015fi \u015fuvi\u0163e rebele sc\u0103pate din agrafe. O salut\u0103 de bun venit \u015fi \u00eei \u00eentinse o m\u00e2n\u0103 fin\u0103 cu degete lungi ce o f\u0103cu s\u0103-\u015fi aminteasc\u0103 sunetul pianului auzit la intrare.<\/p>\n

Doamna Emma, aflase acum numele persoanei de la Recep\u0163ie, o \u00eentreb\u0103 cum a c\u0103l\u0103torit. R\u0103spunse cu amabilitate \u00een timp ce reflect\u0103 la polite\u0163ea provincial\u0103.<\/p>\n

-E frumos la dumneavoastr\u0103, intim \u2026<\/p>\n

-Mul\u0163umim. Hotelul este vechi, dar noi am f\u0103cut eforturi s\u0103-l aranj\u0103m c\u00e2t mai pl\u0103cut. Este o mo\u015ftenire de familie, a fost construit de tat\u0103l meu \u015fi a func\u0163ionat \u00een trecut ca un han, cu oaspe\u0163i dintre c\u0103l\u0103torii care tranzitau ora\u015ful.<\/p>\n

Femeia z\u00e2mbi u\u015for si trist, i se p\u0103ru Anei, unor amintiri numai de ea \u015ftiute \u015fi \u00eei \u00eenm\u00e2n\u0103 cheia camerei.<\/p>\n

Ana venise aici pentru o tab\u0103r\u0103 de pictur\u0103. Se decise \u00een ultima clip\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi abandoneze jobul \u015fi Bucure\u015ftiul aglomerat pentru a-\u015fi petrece weekendul \u00een compania boemilor de la cercul de pictur\u0103 .<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 la \u00eenceput considerase decizia de a se \u00eenscrie \u00een cercul de pictur\u0103 una gre\u015fit\u0103, mai t\u00e2rziu \u015fi-a dat seama c\u0103 i-a f\u0103cut bine compania acestor oameni dezinvol\u0163i \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 prejudec\u0103\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Iar pasiunea pentru desen o \u0163inea o vreme departe de stresul de la job.<\/p>\n

Despachet\u0103 \u015fi f\u0103cu un du\u015f rapid. Abia a\u015ftepta s\u0103 se \u00eent\u00e2lneasc\u0103 cu veselii ei prieteni. Blugii \u015fi tricoul lejer au zburat pe ea \u00een timp ce \u00eencuia u\u015fa camerei de hotel. Cobor\u00ee \u00een fug\u0103 \u015fi odat\u0103 ajuns\u0103 \u00een strad\u0103 c\u0103ut\u0103 cu privirea terasa unde erau aduna\u0163i ceilal\u0163i.<\/p>\n

-Ooooo! Saluuut!<\/p>\n

-Salut! Se auzir\u0103 \u015fi c\u00e2teva b\u0103t\u0103i din palme, astfel c\u0103 se isc\u0103 o g\u0103l\u0103gie infernal\u0103 \u00een curtea interioar\u0103 a localului.<\/p>\n

Cineva ii f\u0103cu loc pe un scaun si Ana le povesti cum a c\u0103l\u0103torit, cum a ajuns la hotel, discu\u0163ia cu dna Emma.<\/p>\n

-Stai pu\u0163in, care Emma? La recep\u0163ie era un tip simpatic \u015fi guraliv!<\/p>\n

-Ei bine, c\u00e2nd am sosit eu, era o doamna dr\u0103gu\u0163\u0103, \u00eenalt\u0103! O doamn\u0103 cu un coc, ochi bl\u00e2nzi \u015fi degete lungi.<\/p>\n

Fetele au f\u0103cut schimb de priviri contrariate \u015fi au tachinat-o toat\u0103 seara, c\u0103 nu a vrut s\u0103 le vorbeasc\u0103 de \u00eent\u00e2lnirea ei cu b\u0103iatul de la recep\u0163ie.<\/p>\n

S-au ridicat t\u00e2rziu de la mas\u0103, entuzia\u015fti \u015fi volubili, convin\u015fi s-o fac\u0103 doar pentru c\u0103 a doua zi trebuia s\u0103 porneasc\u0103 atelierul de lucru.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd au deschis u\u015fa cu vitralii i-a \u00eent\u00e2mpinat b\u0103iatul amabil, pe fa\u0163a c\u0103ruia se l\u0103\u0163ise un z\u00e2mbet p\u00e2n\u0103 la urechi. Ana \u00ee\u015fi privi prietenele amuzat\u0103 \u015fi ridic\u0103 din umeri.<\/p>\n

Urcar\u0103 sc\u0103rile luminate discret, iar pa\u015fii lor amu\u0163i\u0163i de covoarele groase erau \u00eenso\u0163i\u0163i doar de c\u00e2te un chicot reprimat cu p\u0103rere de r\u0103u. Se sim\u0163eau bine \u00eempreun\u0103 .<\/p>\n

\u015ei-au spus noapte bun\u0103 cu promisiunea c\u0103 primul trezit \u00een zori, s\u0103 le dea de veste \u015fi celorlal\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Ana \u00ee\u015fi v\u0103zu o clip\u0103 imaginea obosit\u0103 \u00een oglinda imens\u0103 din perete. \u00ce\u015fi tugui buzele \u015fi se privi peste um\u0103r. Ca o frivol\u0103, \u00ee\u015fi spuse, apoi isi z\u00e2mbi indulgent\u0103. Dup\u0103 o noapte de odihn\u0103, cu siguran\u0163\u0103 oglinda va fi mai generoas\u0103!<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u015fi privi pantofii sport cum se ad\u00e2nceau \u00een covorul elegant de culoarea coniacului . Nu se potriveau cu decorul.<\/p>\n

Un tapet auriu dar discret \u00eembr\u0103ca pere\u0163ii de jur \u00eemprejur \u015fi o lumin\u0103 cald\u0103 se rev\u0103rsa din lustrele luxoase.<\/p>\n

Ajunsese deja \u00een fa\u0163a u\u015fii sale c\u00e2nd un g\u00e2nd c\u0103 ceva nu este \u00een ordine o s\u00e2c\u00e2ia. I\u015fi aminti imediat. \u00cen oglinda \u00een care se str\u00e2mbase cu pu\u0163in \u00eenainte, se reflecta un tablou de pe peretele opus. Se \u00eentoarse cu uimire \u015fi descoperi tabloul. Amuzat\u0103 descoperi chipul Emmei, ce o privea din tablou, cu z\u00e2mbetul cald si misterios . Totusi putin cam trist, g\u00e2ndi din nou, Ana.<\/p>\n

Ei, fetelor, m\u00e2ine o s\u0103 v\u0103 ar\u0103t eu vou\u0103, c\u0103 m-a\u0163i nec\u0103jit toat\u0103 seara, c\u0103 n-ar exista nici o doamna la Receptie, \u00ee\u015fi spuse ea chicotind u\u015for.<\/p>\n

Ana se apropie de tablou si in clipa aia a sim\u0163it c\u0103-i fuge p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub picioare.<\/p>\n

\u00cen subsolul p\u00e2nzei erau gravate cu litere micu\u0163e aurite:<\/p>\n

Emma T 1826-1894.<\/p>\n

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