traducere & prezentare de Alexandra Oprea<\/p>\n
Suchitra Awasthi (n. 1977) este poet\u0103 \u0219i cadru universitar la Uttarakhand Open University, Haldwani, India. Este doctor \u00een filologie, iar \u00een activitatea sa academic\u0103 \u00eembin\u0103 studiile literare cu interesul pentru scriere creativ\u0103 \u0219i cercetare interdisciplinar\u0103. Poezia sa exploreaz\u0103 identitatea, memoria, spa\u021biul domestic \u0219i condi\u021bia feminin\u0103 \u00een contextul socio-politic indian contemporan. Prin activitatea didactic\u0103 \u0219i contribu\u021biile sale critice, promoveaz\u0103 literatura \u00een limba englez\u0103 \u0219i dialogul intercultural, sus\u021bin\u00e2nd formarea studen\u021bilor \u00eentr-un mediu educa\u021bional deschis \u0219i flexibil, specific \u00eenv\u0103\u021b\u0103m\u00e2ntului la distan\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
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La spart de nuci cu tata<\/strong><\/p>\n \n Cea mai bun\u0103 parte din via\u021ba unui om bun, \/ micile lui acte de bun\u0103tate \u0219i de iubire, \/ f\u0103r\u0103 nume, ne\u0219tiute.<\/em> (William Wordsworth, din \u201eLines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey\u201d)<\/p>\n \n Am mers pe acas\u0103 duminica aceea<\/p>\n Ca \u00een orice alt\u0103 duminic\u0103.<\/p>\n El st\u0103tea afar\u0103<\/p>\n Pe balconul casei noastre din deal<\/p>\n \u00cen diminea\u021ba rece de noiembrie,<\/p>\n Sc\u0103ldat \u00een lumina bl\u00e2nd\u0103 a soarelui iernatic,<\/p>\n Sp\u0103rg\u00e2nd nuci<\/p>\n Una c\u00e2te una,<\/p>\n Pun\u00e2nd atent miezul \u00eentr-un bol de por\u021belan.<\/p>\n \n Ne certasem cu o sear\u0103 \u00eenainte.<\/p>\n \u0218i atunci, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 rostesc un cuv\u00e2nt, ru\u0219inat\u0103,<\/p>\n M-am f\u0103cut nev\u0103zut\u0103,<\/p>\n Ca s\u0103 avem lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n \n Am fost dintotdeauna un copil rebel<\/p>\n Doar ca s\u0103 aflu prea t\u00e2rziu<\/p>\n C\u0103 p\u0103rin\u021bii \u00eemi sunt singurele rude,<\/p>\n Iar casa aceea, singurul ad\u0103post.<\/p>\n Toat\u0103 via\u021ba am d\u0103r\u00e2mat ce au construit pentru mine<\/p>\n \u0218i le-am zdrobit iubirea prin sfidare.<\/p>\n \n A\u0219\u0103 c\u0103 iat\u0103-l,<\/p>\n Sp\u0103rg\u00e2nd nuci sub cerul montan, senin \u0219i albastru.<\/p>\n \u0218i, ca un semn t\u0103cut de armisti\u021biu,<\/p>\n M\u0103 a\u0219ez l\u00e2ng\u0103 el,<\/p>\n D\u00e2ndu-i impresia c\u0103 ajut,<\/p>\n Adun\u00e2nd cojile \u00eentr-o pung\u0103 de h\u00e2rtie mototolit\u0103.<\/p>\n Nucile erau mici \u0219i tari,<\/p>\n Cu miezul comestibil \u00eenghesuit ad\u00e2nc \u00een cr\u0103p\u0103turi dificile.<\/p>\n A fost din nou p\u0103c\u0103lit,<\/p>\n Ca de fiecare dat\u0103.<\/p>\n De data aceasta unul dintre pacien\u021bii lui<\/p>\n Profitase de inocen\u021ba lui copil\u0103reasc\u0103.<\/p>\n Eram de fa\u021b\u0103:<\/p>\n V\u00e2nz\u0103torul acelor nuci de la intersec\u021bia Bhowali,<\/p>\n Ridic\u00e2ndu-\u0219i c\u0103ma\u0219a s\u0103-i arate o cicatrice \u2013<\/p>\n Un tatuaj permanent l\u0103sat de bisturiul tatei \u2013<\/p>\n \u0218i-a \u00eempreunat m\u00e2inile \u00eentr-un simulacru de reveren\u021b\u0103: \u201eDumneata m-ai operat!<\/p>\n Ce noroc pe mine s\u0103 veni\u021bi azi aici, la pr\u0103v\u0103lioar\u0103.<\/p>\n V\u0103 ofer, domnule, aceste roade fragede \u0219i gustoase.<\/p>\n Cu m\u00e2na mea le-am adunat din mun\u021bi \u00eentr-o zi cu noroc.\u201d<\/p>\n \n Iar c\u00e2nd am ajuns acas\u0103<\/p>\n \u0218i am \u00eenceput s\u0103 spargem nucile,<\/p>\n Ne-am dat seama c\u00e2t de seac\u0103 \u00eei fusese recuno\u0219tin\u021ba.<\/p>\n Unde erau nucile frumoase, cu miezul mare,<\/p>\n Pe m\u0103sura promisiunii v\u00e2nz\u0103torului?<\/p>\n Dar asta-i o alt\u0103 poveste.<\/p>\n \n C\u00e2t am stat s\u0103 pun cojile \u00een pung\u0103,<\/p>\n Vorbeam cu autoritate for\u021bat\u0103,<\/p>\n \u00cencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 restabilesc normalitatea,<\/p>\n \u0218i s\u0103-i amintesc cum \u00eel tot duce lumea de nas.<\/p>\n Vorbeam ca oamenii care n-au nevoie s\u0103-\u0219i spun\u0103 nimic,<\/p>\n S\u0103-i ar\u0103t c\u0103 acea iubire familial\u0103 a r\u0103mas neatins\u0103 \u0219i puternic\u0103.<\/p>\n A z\u00e2mbit \u0219i mi-a spus \u00eencet:<\/p>\n \u201eA scoate miezul din nuc\u0103<\/p>\n E ca \u0219i cum ai face o opera\u021bie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u0218i iat\u0103-l: chirurgul experimentat<\/p>\n Desprindea cu grij\u0103 fiecare coaj\u0103,<\/p>\n Cu creneluri \u0219i mozaicuri ca<\/p>\n \u0218an\u021burile unui creier deschis \u00eenainte de opera\u021bie,<\/p>\n Volute \u0219i spirale, memorie muscular\u0103 abil\u0103 \u0219i ingenioas\u0103,<\/p>\n Strecur\u00e2ndu-\u0219i cu\u021bitul cu precizia \u0219i aten\u021bia lui chirurgical\u0103,<\/p>\n Ca nu cumva miezul s\u0103 se fac\u0103 praf.<\/p>\n \u201eMiezul\u201d, a zis, adres\u00e2ndu-se ca unui student,<\/p>\n \u201eEste acoperit cu o membran\u0103 sub\u021bire.<\/p>\n Dumnezeu nu \u0219i-a \u00eenchipuit c\u0103 \u00eel vom m\u00e2nca.<\/p>\n A creat membrana ca s\u0103 protejeze inima nucii.<\/p>\n Ingeniozitatea naturii se arat\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2nd albinele secret\u0103 miere,<\/p>\n Sigil\u00e2nd-o cu cear\u0103 ca \u00een produc\u021bia automat\u0103 \u0219i organic\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n \n A mi\u0219cat din nou cu\u021bitul, cu \u00eendem\u00e2nare,<\/p>\n Ca \u0219i cum ar fi f\u0103cut o interven\u021bie chirurgical\u0103.<\/p>\n \u201eA\u0219a se extrage o piatr\u0103 din vezic\u0103\u201d, a spus,<\/p>\n \u201eDoar c\u0103 atunci pacientul s\u00e2ngereaz\u0103 abundent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u00cen timp ce rostea aceste cuvinte am t\u0103cut, ru\u0219inat\u0103 din nou,<\/p>\n Ca \u00eentotdeauna c\u00e2nd \u00eei v\u0103d c\u0103r\u021bile stufoase de chirurgie:<\/p>\n Bailey \u0219i Love, Davidson, Farquharson…<\/p>\n Felul s\u0103u modest de a fi \u0219i lipsa de m\u00e2ndrie m\u0103 fac s\u0103 m\u0103 simt at\u00e2t de mic\u0103,<\/p>\n De nesemnificativ\u0103, de fiecare dat\u0103!<\/p>\n \n Apoi dup\u0103 un timp, vr\u00e2nd s\u0103-i fiu util\u0103 \u00een continuare,<\/p>\n Am intrat \u00een cas\u0103 \u0219i am luat o scobitoare.<\/p>\n \u201eDe ce nu folose\u0219ti asta?\u201d i-am zis, ner\u0103bd\u0103toare.<\/p>\n \u201eA\u0219a iese miezul mai u\u0219or.\u201d<\/p>\n I-am demonstrat c\u00e2t de expert\u0103 sunt<\/p>\n \u0218i am f\u0103cut miezul praf.<\/p>\n \u201eVezi?\u201d, am zis, triumf\u0103toare.<\/p>\n \u201e\u0218i-a\u0219a nici nu ri\u0219ti s\u0103 te tai.\u201d<\/p>\n S-a uitat la mine<\/p>\n \u0218i a z\u00e2mbit lini\u0219tit:<\/p>\n Era z\u00e2mbetul cuiva care \u0219tie totul<\/p>\n Dar nu spune nimic.<\/p>\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" traducere & prezentare de Alexandra Oprea Suchitra Awasthi (n. 1977) este poet\u0103 \u0219i cadru universitar la Uttarakhand Open University, Haldwani, India. 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