{"id":7688,"date":"2011-09-30T19:15:51","date_gmt":"2011-09-30T17:15:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7688"},"modified":"2011-09-30T23:32:00","modified_gmt":"2011-09-30T21:32:00","slug":"trandafiri-albi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7688","title":{"rendered":"Trandafiri albi"},"content":{"rendered":"

de Cornel Nistea [Rom\u00e2nia]
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\n\tDup\u0103 mul\u0163i ani am \u00eent\u00e2lnit-o pe strad\u0103 pe T. Nu ar\u0103ta deloc bine. Era sl\u0103bit\u0103 \u015fi obosit\u0103, mai s\u0103 n-o recunosc. M-am \u00eentrebat imediat: Unde e tinere\u0163ea \u015fi frumuse\u0163ea ei de alt\u0103dat\u0103. Ne-am salutat \u00een treac\u0103t ca doi str\u0103ini. A f\u0103cut c\u00e2\u0163iva pa\u015fi, apoi deodat\u0103 \u015fi-a \u00eentors capul \u015fi-a privit \u00eenapoi. S-a uitat la mine suspicioas\u0103, aproape speriat\u0103. I-am f\u0103cut cu m\u00e2na, un gest mai degrab\u0103 de adio. Nu avea parc\u0103 putere s\u0103 mearg\u0103 mai departe. Am \u00een\u0163eles c\u0103 voia s\u0103-mi vorbeasc\u0103, \u015fi m-am dus spre ea.
\n– Salut, T. Ce mai faci? Nu ne-am v\u0103zut de mult.
\n– Da, a\u015fa e. A cam trecut vremea. M\u0103 duc la farmacie s\u0103 cump\u0103r ni\u015fte vitamine. Cred c\u0103 sunt anemic\u0103\u2026
\n– Ei, e\u015fti o femeie \u00eenc\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103, n-ar trebui s\u0103 te pl\u00e2ngi de anemie.
\n– Mai \u015ftiu \u015fi eu? \u00cen ultima vreme nu m-am sim\u0163it prea bine.
\n– Nu-\u0163i f\u0103 griji. Nu-i dec\u00e2t o situa\u0163ie pasager\u0103.
\nM-a privit cu mai mult\u0103 insisten\u0163\u0103, ca \u015fi c\u00e2nd ar fi dorit s\u0103 re\u00eenvie trecutul.
\n– \u0162i-aminte\u015fti c-am fost c\u00e2ndva prieteni? a zis.
\n – \u015ei nu mai suntem? am \u00eentrebat-o eu cu oarecare \u00eendoial\u0103 \u00een glas.
\n – Nu mai \u015ftiu, nu-mi dau seama. Ne vedem din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd pe strad\u0103 \u015fi ne salut\u0103m. Mai \u0163ii minte? C\u00e2ndva ne-am plimbat \u00eempreun\u0103 pe ploaie sub aceea\u015fi umbrel\u0103.
\n– Da, \u00eemi amintesc momentul.
\n– Fusese\u015fi \u00een pia\u0163\u0103, aveai \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 o pung\u0103 cu cire\u015fe.
\n– Da, da, era \u00eenceputul verii \u015fi ploua toren\u0163ial. Mi-aduc aminte.
\n– N-ai vrea s\u0103 facem \u00eempreun\u0103 c\u00e2\u0163iva pa\u015fi?
\n– Da, desigur.
\nM-a luat de bra\u0163 \u015fi-am pornit-o spre parc pe una din aleile pe care ne plimbasem c\u00e2ndva \u00eempreun\u0103. M-a oprit l\u00e2ng\u0103 o b\u0103ncu\u0163\u0103 de sub magnolia uria\u015f\u0103 din vecin\u0103tatea unui rondou cu flori r\u0103zle\u0163e.
\n– Sunt obosit\u0103. N-ai vrea s\u0103 st\u0103m?
\n– Sigur c\u0103 da. E o idee bun\u0103.
\nNe-am a\u015fezat pe banc\u0103, iar ea a scos din geant\u0103 un baton de ciocolat\u0103. Mi l-a \u00eentins, rug\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 s\u0103 iau o buc\u0103\u0163ic\u0103, s\u0103 n-o refuz. Avea m\u00e2inile sub\u0163iri \u015fi osoase, nu mai erau plinu\u0163e \u015fi catifelate ca alt\u0103dat\u0103. Am rupt o buc\u0103\u0163ic\u0103 de ciocolat\u0103 din baton, dup\u0103 care ea a mu\u015fcat din el cu oarecare precau\u0163ie. Nu se uita la mine. Privirile ei albastre s-au dus departe peste acoperi\u015furile cu \u0163igl\u0103 ro\u015fie ale caselor din marginea parcului.
\n – Bagi de seam\u0103? \u00cen rondou nu mai sunt petuniile \u015fi begoniile acelea \u00eenflorite de alt\u0103dat\u0103\u2026
\n– E acela\u015fi rondou totu\u015fi. Magnolia tocmai \u015fi-a scuturat florile\u2026
\n\u00cencepuse s\u0103 sufle v\u00e2ntul, ba din norul de deasupra noastr\u0103 pe fe\u0163ele noastre au c\u0103zut c\u00e2\u0163iva stropi reci de ploaie. Ne-am ridicat de pe banc\u0103 \u015fi-am pornit-o \u00eempreun\u0103 pe alee. A fost dorin\u0163a ei s\u0103 ne mai plimb\u0103m pu\u0163in. V\u00e2ntul a \u00eenceput s\u0103 sufle mai tare, iar eu am luat-o cu m\u00e2na peste bra\u0163, cum fusesem alt\u0103dat\u0103.
\n\t– \u015etii, a \u00eenceput ea, am fost de cur\u00e2nd la un consult medical la clinica de oncologiei. Mi-au ap\u0103rut ni\u015fte noduli p\u0103c\u0103to\u015fi pe s\u00e2nul drept. Nimeni nu \u015ftie cum vor evolua nodulii \u0103\u015ftia. Medicii \u00eenc\u0103 nu se pot pronun\u0163a\u2026 Nu-mi pare r\u0103u dac\u0103 mor. \u015etiu cum e. S\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na trecut\u0103 tocmai am \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntat-o pe veri\u015foara mea dulce. A murit tot de cancer mamar. Au fost multe coroane de flori\u2026 Ce s\u0103-\u0163i spun, mi-am preg\u0103tit \u015fi eu un morm\u00e2nt \u00een acela\u015fi cimitir, nu at\u00e2t de frumos ca al ei\u2026 Ce bine-mi pare c\u0103 te-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit. Mai \u0163ii minte c\u0103 mi-ai promis c\u00e2ndva c\u0103 dac\u0103 voi muri \u00eemi vei aduce la morm\u00e2nt trandafiri ro\u015fii, mul\u0163i trandafiri.
\n – \u00cemi amintesc desigur, numai c\u0103 tu n-ai s\u0103 mori cur\u00e2nd, vei mai tr\u0103i mult timp.
\n– M\u0103 \u00eencurajezi desigur. E frumos c\u0103-mi spui asta. Nu cred totu\u015fi
\n c\u0103 mai pot avea vreo speran\u0163\u0103\u2026
\nNelini\u015ftea ei m\u0103 tulbura. Ajunseser\u0103m \u00een \u015fosea \u015fi eu trebuia s\u0103 plec. Aveam treab\u0103. M-a privit.
\n\t– C\u00e2t despre trandafiri, m-am r\u0103zg\u00e2ndit. Dac\u0103 vii la \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntarea mea, te rog s\u0103-mi aduci trandafiri albi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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