{"id":1747,"date":"2009-10-12T11:00:43","date_gmt":"2009-10-12T09:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=1747"},"modified":"2009-10-11T10:37:28","modified_gmt":"2009-10-11T08:37:28","slug":"m-am-nascut-trist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=1747","title":{"rendered":"M-am n\u0103scut trist"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=right>de Iulian N\u0103stase<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\n\tNop\u0163ile albastre se dizolvau \u00een zile portocalii cu v\u00e2nt slab p\u00e2n\u0103 la moderat. Hainele sub\u0163iri, din material transparent, nu ne fereau trupul de razele verzi ale soarelui \u00eenc\u0103 necopt. Zburam dintr-un cap\u0103t \u00een cel\u0103lalt al gr\u0103dinii. \u00cen grab\u0103, optam \u015fi pentru teleportare. \u00cens\u0103 ne istovea.<br \/>\n\tLocuiam, de fapt, \u00eentr-o livad\u0103 imens\u0103 de pomi fructiferi care rodeau de trei ori pe zi. Pomi albi \u015fi negri. Gardul imens ne \u00eempiedica s\u0103 ne dep\u0103\u015fim condi\u0163ia. Dincolo de por\u0163i se \u00eentindea o alt\u0103 lume. \u015etiam c\u0103, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, vom ajunge to\u0163i acolo. O intitulam cu gravitate via\u0163a de dincolo. <!--more--><br \/>\n\tPor\u0163ile erau masive. Din fier ruginit. Prin grilajul din v\u00e2rf se deslu\u015fea o lumin\u0103 ciudat\u0103, g\u0103lbuie. Cei mai mul\u0163i plecau \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2nta\u0163i, c\u00e2nd le venea r\u00e2ndul. \u00cens\u0103 nu se mai \u00eentorceau niciodat\u0103. Circulau adev\u0103rate legende despre via\u0163a care ne \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fa c\u00e2nd p\u0103\u015feam pe covorul maro al acestui vis. Intitulat obscur via\u0163\u0103. Dar nimeni nu \u015ftia exact c\u00e2t de dulce era acel prim s\u0103rut de care se tot vorbea. Nici c\u00e2t de amare puteau fi clipele de singur\u0103tate.<br \/>\n\t\u00cens\u0103, \u00eentr-una din zilele acelea lichide, a venit \u015fi r\u00e2ndul meu. Pe nea\u015fteptate. O for\u0163\u0103 malefic\u0103 m-a purtat in necunoscutul g\u0103lbui de dincolo de por\u0163i. \u00cen ciuda efortului disperat de a m\u0103 \u00eempotrivi.<br \/>\n\tSi m-am n\u0103scut! Trist, cu ochii \u00eenl\u0103crima\u0163i. Pl\u00e2ngeam ca un copil&#8230; Doctorul m-a privit cu un aer familiar. Suspect.<br \/>\n\tAm supt de la cei mai atractivi s\u00e2ni, l\u0103s\u00e2nd deoparte mentalit\u0103\u0163i preconcepute. Laptele avea un gust u\u015for alterat si m-am v\u0103zut nevoit sa alertez protec\u0163ia consumatorului.<br \/>\n\tNu mi-am recunoscut p\u0103rin\u0163ii dec\u00e2t in urma testului ADN. M-am asigurat ca nu voi fi victima vreunei erori a maternit\u0103\u0163ii. \u00cen urma c\u0103reia m-a\u015f fi pricopsit cu p\u0103rin\u0163ii altcuiva.<br \/>\nAm semnat de primire \u00een grab\u0103 \u015fi am ie\u015fit zgomotos pe u\u015fa spitalului. Via\u0163a p\u0103rea frumoas\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nM-am urcat in primul taxi liber dornic s\u0103-mi cunosc, cat mai repede, viitoarea nevast\u0103. M-am \u00eempiedicat pe sc\u0103rile blocului \u015fi am remarcat cu stupoare c\u0103 tocmai fusesem dep\u0103\u015fit. Cineva mi-o luase \u00eenainte&#8230; M-am resemnat \u00een lift. C\u00e2nd am ajuns in pragul u\u015fii am primit \u015fi prima lovitur\u0103. La propriu. \u00cen cap. S-a \u00eentunecat rapid, \u00een timp ce imaginea se r\u0103sturna lent.<br \/>\nMi-am revenit doar dup\u0103 dou\u0103 serii de palme ce mi-au fost aplicate peste fa\u0163\u0103. De o femeie. Provocatoare.<br \/>\nM-am ridicat de \u00eendat\u0103 ce i-am putut smulge hainele de pe ea cu o poft\u0103 barbar\u0103. Am t\u0103v\u0103lit-o pe covorul plin de scame \u015fi apoi, cu glas sf\u00e2r\u015fit, i-am murmurat c\u0103 o iubesc. Pentru prima oar\u0103. Ne-am c\u0103s\u0103torit imediat ce ea a putut semna actele de divor\u0163. Era deja rulat\u0103. \u00centr-un cadru restr\u00e2ns, \u00een s\u00e2nul familiei, ne-am unit sufletele.<br \/>\nCeremonia religioas\u0103 a fost oficiat\u0103 de un preot care l-am g\u0103sit pe internet. La we we we punct preo\u0163i punct ro. I-am scris pe adresa de e-mail preotu\u2019 a rond voi ajunge in rai cur\u00e2nd. \u015ei a ajuns.<br \/>\n Mi-a r\u0103spuns dup\u0103 vreo s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi ceva. Pe o coal\u0103 alb\u0103, mototolit\u0103. \u201eAm reu\u015fit s\u0103 m\u0103 acomodez\u201d, am citit pe primul r\u00e2nd dactilografiat neglijent.<br \/>\nEu nu!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>de Iulian N\u0103stase Nop\u0163ile albastre se dizolvau \u00een zile portocalii cu v\u00e2nt slab p\u00e2n\u0103 la moderat. Hainele sub\u0163iri, din material transparent, nu ne fereau trupul de razele verzi ale soarelui \u00eenc\u0103 necopt. Zburam dintr-un cap\u0103t \u00een cel\u0103lalt al gr\u0103dinii. \u00cen grab\u0103, optam \u015fi pentru teleportare. \u00cens\u0103 ne istovea. Locuiam, de fapt, \u00eentr-o livad\u0103 imens\u0103 de [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[310,15],"tags":[1131,352,1115],"class_list":["post-1747","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-24","category-proza","tag-egophobia-24","tag-iulian-nastase","tag-proza"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-sb","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1747","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1747"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1747\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1748,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1747\/revisions\/1748"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1747"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1747"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1747"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}