{"id":24383,"date":"2015-07-06T18:26:46","date_gmt":"2015-07-06T18:26:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=24383"},"modified":"2015-07-06T18:30:06","modified_gmt":"2015-07-06T18:30:06","slug":"harry-ross-ziua-marilor-surprize","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2015\/07\/06\/harry-ross-ziua-marilor-surprize\/","title":{"rendered":"Harry Ross: Ziua marilor surprize"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Ziua marilor surprize<\/strong><\/p>\n

(povestire)<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Linda, goal\u0103 \u00een fa\u0163a oglinzii uria\u015fe de cristal, se privea cu ochi m\u00eehmi\u0163i. C\u00e2ndva, \u00ee\u015fi admira corpul cu arogan\u0163a tinere\u0163i:\u00a0 s\u00e2nii rotunzi, fermi, abdomenul plat, talia de viespe, umerii \u00eenal\u0163i, picioarele lungi, cu pulpele arcuite. Acum ar\u0103ta detestabil. Parc\u0103 nimic din ce a fost nu a mai r\u0103mas. Nu e de mirare c\u0103 so\u0163ul ei, Tobias, nu o mai dore\u015fte. De peste dou\u0103zeci de ani, dorm \u00een camere separate \u015fi abia \u00ee\u015fi mai vorbesc. S\u0103 fie de vin\u0103 anii, v\u00e2rsta? Hachi\u0163ele s\u0103n\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii? Adesea \u00ee\u015fi recapituleaz\u0103\u00a0 via\u0163a tr\u0103it\u0103 \u00eempreun\u0103. N-a fost rea., ba dimpotriv\u0103, au convie\u0163uit ferici\u0163i. Tobias era plin de aten\u0163ii, o alinta cu fel de fel de diminutive: ba \u00eei spunea Lindi, ba Lin, ba Li sau, pur \u015fi simplu,” ochii mei”. Ea la r\u00eendul ei \u00ee\u015fi admira so\u0163ul, \u00eel r\u0103sf\u0103\u0163a, chem\u00eendu-l Tobi sau numai To. Era omul ei drag, \u0163inea la el, chiar \u015fi atunci c\u00eend era moroc\u0103nos \u015fi ursuz ca b\u0103tr\u00eenii. \u00cen ultimii ani, p\u0103rul i s-a r\u0103rit, ochii fugir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u00een orbite, m\u00e2inile aveau un tremur u\u015for, fa\u0163a c\u0103p\u0103tase o paloare p\u0103m\u00eentie. \u015ei totu\u015fi, pentru Linda acest om era \u00eenc\u0103\u00a0 \u015farmant, atr\u0103g\u0103tor, demn de admirat , omul al\u0103turi de care via\u0163a avea un sens profund. Nu l-arFI \u00a0schimbaT cu nici un alt b\u0103rbat din lume. Se \u00eent\u00eempl\u0103 adesea ca \u00eentre doi oameni care au tr\u0103it mult timp \u00eempreun\u0103 s\u0103 se creeze o leg\u0103tur\u0103 subteran\u0103 insesizabil\u0103 \u015fi inexplicabil\u0103. Dar la ce bun s\u0103 filozofeze, nu e momentul acum. Linda are o idee mult mai grozav\u0103 \u015fi arde de ner\u0103bdare s-o realizeze. Lu\u0103 noul sutien , model \u201eopush-ap\u201d \u015fi-i potrivi cupele ASTFEL ca s\u00eenii s\u0103 c\u00ee\u015ftige \u00een\u0103l\u0163ime \u00eembr\u0103c\u0103 apoi un corset \u00een care trupul ei \u00ee\u015fi rec\u0103p\u0103t\u0103 silueta de odinioar\u0103 “Azi e ziua marilor surprize”, \u00ee\u015fi spuse \u00een g\u00eend. Scoase din dulap rochia de mireas\u0103, o scutur\u0103 u\u015for de naftalin\u0103 \u015fi o admir\u0103 un timp, pe urm\u0103 o \u00eembr\u0103c\u0103 lent, de team\u0103 ca nu cumva, fereasc\u0103 sf\u00eentul, s\u0103\u00a0 se destrame undeva. \u00cenc\u0103 \u00eei venea de minune. Se a\u015fez\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi fac\u0103\u00a0 machiajul, dar era peste puterile ei. Renun\u0163\u0103. C\u00e2ndva, nu era nevoie nici\u00a0 de pudr\u0103, nici de ruj. Acum i-ar trebui o solid\u0103 opera\u0163ie plastic\u0103. Prostii! Plec\u0103 la coafor a\u015fa \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 \u00een rochia de mireas\u0103, st\u00e2rnind nu pu\u0163ine comentarii din partea trec\u0103torilor. Desigur, apari\u0163ia ei dep\u0103\u015fea ceea ce oamenii erau obi\u015fnui\u0163i s\u0103 vad\u0103 la orele dimine\u0163ii, \u00een plin centru al ora\u015fului. O mireas\u0103 la v\u00e2rsta asta nu-\u015fi mai pune o rochie alb\u0103 de \u00a0dantel\u0103, cu o tren\u0103\u00a0 care m\u0103tur\u0103 trotuarul. Dar tocmai aceast\u0103 ciud\u0103\u0163enie \u00eei procura Lindei un sentiment de euforie. S\u0103 uluie\u015fti ni\u015fte necunoscu\u0163i a\u015fa dintr-o toan\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi ne\u00eensemnat\u0103 pentru care\u00a0 merita s\u0103 te dai un pic \u00een spectacol. Capriciu patetic, poate, dar unii erau convin\u015fi c\u0103 femeia e nebun\u0103. De fapt, a\u015fa ar\u0103ta. Trec\u00e2nd \u00een goan\u0103, cu capul \u00een v\u0103zduh, cu ochii pierdu\u0163i\u00a0 \u00een dep\u0103rt\u0103ri, cu m\u00eeinile \u00eentinse ca ni\u015fte aripi ce-s gata-gata s\u0103-\u015fi ia zborul, p\u0103rea o pas\u0103re plutitoare, desprins\u0103 dintr-un tablou suprarealist.<\/p>\n

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Cineva \u00eel sun\u0103 pe Tobias, la birou. Un necunoscut. \u00cei spuse doar at\u00e2t: “Cred c\u0103 so\u0163ia dumitale a \u00eennebunit” \u015f \u00eenchise aparatul. Lui\u00a0 Tobias \u00eei venea greu s\u0103 \u00een\u0163eleag\u0103 despre ce era vorba.”Cum adic\u0103, a \u00eenebunit? De la ce?\u00a0 \u015ei de ce tocmai ast\u0103zi, joi?<\/p>\n

Rela\u0163ia lui cu nevast\u0103-sa era departe de a fi ideal\u0103. \u00ce\u015fi vorbeau doar cele strict necesare. “Cum te sim\u0163i?”, “\u0162i-ai luat tensiunea?”,, “N-ai uitat medicamentele?” \u015ei ea punea cam acelea\u015fi \u00eentreb\u0103ri. S-ar zice c\u0103 erau dou\u0103 umbre care-\u015fi duc via\u0163a \u00eentr-o fragil\u0103 armonie. Le era comod astfel? Cine ar fi putut s\u0103 spun\u0103? Tinere\u0163ea s-a dus demult,\u00a0 l\u0103s\u00eend la malul vie\u0163ii\u00a0 dou\u0103 epave \u00eenc\u0103 vii, golite de entuziasm, de exaltare , de nevoia de comuniocare \u015fi mai ales de tandre\u0163e.<\/p>\n

“Oare Linda a \u00eennebunit?, se \u00eentreba Tobias pentru a nu \u015ftiu c\u00e2ta oar\u0103. Imposibil. Azi diminea\u0163\u0103 ar\u0103ta perfect normal\u0103. N-a scos o vorb\u0103 despre o stare aberant\u0103 . Cu siguran\u0163\u0103 el ar fi obsevat semnele unei deraieri. Linda era t\u0103cut\u0103 \u015fi solemn\u0103, ca \u00een oricare alt\u0103 zi”. Tobias\u00a0 z\u00e2mbi cu acel z\u00e2mbet \u015fters \u015fi senil cu care z\u00e2mbea cam de mult\u0103 vreme. “De ce s\u0103 fii \u00eennebunit?” Pentru el, femeia asta,\u00a0 cu care a tr\u0103it o via\u0163\u0103, nu-i era\u00a0 deloc indiferent\u0103. E drept, nu f\u0103cea m\u0103rturisiri, dar o iubea sincer la fel ca \u00een timpurile june\u0163i lor. Numai c\u0103 iubirea lui era mut\u0103, lipsit\u0103 de ae efuziuni care st\u00eernesc valuri.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00ce\u015fi luase bastonul \u015fi plec\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi caute so\u0163ia. \u00cencerca s-o descopere prin mul\u0163imea cenu\u015fie a str\u0103zii. Nu era. Ajunse acas\u0103. \u00cenc\u0103perile goale.. O striga, o c\u0103uta, dar nicio voce nu-i\u00a0 r\u0103spundea. \u201eDesigur, plecase dup\u0103 t\u00e2rguieli sau \u00eentr-o\u00a0 vizit\u0103 la o prieten\u0103. Nu poate fi departe\u201d. La toate se g\u00e2ndea Tobias, dar f\u0103r\u0103 acea \u00eengrijorare care putea s\u0103 semene a panic\u0103. Linda va veni acas\u0103 \u015fi vor m\u00e2nca \u00eempreun\u0103, ca \u015fi alt\u0103dat\u0103, \u00een t\u0103cere, ascult\u00e2nd, poate, Anotimpurile lui Vivaldi, piesa lor\u00a0 preferat\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 Orele treceau enervant de \u00eencet. Orologiul din perete, de\u015fi mergea, nu p\u0103rea \u0103-\u015fi urni minutarele. \u00cencetul cu \u00eencetul, a\u015fteptarea deveni amenin\u0163\u0103toare. Parc\u0103 vestea o catastrof\u0103. Tobias sim\u0163i deodat\u0103 un\u00a0 gol dureros,\u00a0 o r\u0103t\u0103cire \u00eentr-un pustiu dincolo de sim\u0163uri. Pentru prima oar\u0103, dup\u0103 foarte mul\u0163i ani, \u00ee\u015fi d\u0103dea seama c\u0103 Linda face parte din el, din universul lui afectiv, din fericitul s\u0103u nucleu\u00a0 familial. F\u0103r\u0103 ea, nici el nu exista. Dar unde putea s\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2rzie at\u00e2t?<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Linda era la coafor. Ceru o frez\u0103 foarte tinereasc\u0103, cu breton, care s-o readuc\u0103 la anii c\u00e2nd se m\u0103ritase. Coaforul f\u0103cu \u00een adev\u0103r minuni. \u00cei revopsi p\u0103rul \u00een ro\u015fu aprins, \u00eei ad\u0103ug\u0103 un coc artificial, apoi \u00eei aplic\u0103 un make-up din cele mai eficiente, acoperindu-i ridurile \u015fi cearc\u0103nele de sub ochi. Obrajii vesteji\u0163i prinser\u0103 culoarea june\u0163ii. Linda \u00eentinerise cu dou\u0103zeci de ani. Acum se va putea m\u0103rita din nou. Cu Tobias, bine\u00een\u0163eles.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Comand\u0103 un taxi, ceru \u015foferului s\u0103 ia vitez\u0103, era ner\u0103bd\u0103toare s\u0103 ajung\u0103 acas\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 vad\u0103 ochii \u00eenm\u0103rmuri\u0163i ai b\u0103rbatului ei. Intr\u0103 pe u\u015f\u0103 ca o furtun\u0103. Tobias nu-\u015fi putea reveni din uimire. Se holb\u0103 la ea ca la o ar\u0103tare picat\u0103 din cer. Era aproape ca atunci c\u00e2nd o v\u0103zuse la un bal studen\u0163esc. Numai farmec \u015fi foc. S-au pl\u0103cut din prima clip\u0103. \u015ei apoi tot ce a urmat sem\u0103na cu un vis frumos. Dar de ce vremea a a\u015fezat at\u00e2tea umbre peste dragostea lor?<\/p>\n

\u00a0 Tobias se ridic\u0103 \u00een picioare\u00a0 \u015fi veni \u00een \u00eent\u00e2mpinarea ei. \u00cei lu\u0103 m\u00e2inile \u015fi i le s\u0103rut\u0103 pe r\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

– Te sim\u0163i bine, draga mea?<\/p>\n

\u201eO, de c\u00e2nd nu mai spuse draga mea”! Linda str\u0103lucea de fericire. Se rotea ca un titirez, degaj\u00e2nd o energie teribil\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 – \u00ce\u0163i plac?<\/p>\n

\u00a0 “O, se g\u00e2ndea Tobias, de c\u00e2nd nu mai \u00eentrebase dac\u0103 o place”.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 – E\u015fti adorabil\u0103. Dar ce-\u0163i veni de te-ai mascat \u00een mireas\u0103?<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0 – Mascat? \u0162i se pare c\u0103 m-am mascat? Mi-am pus rochia de mireas\u0103 ca s\u0103 ne cunun\u0103m. Am crezut c\u0103 te voi g\u0103si \u00een frac.\u00a0 Poate nu-\u0163i aminte\u015fti, azi sunt cincizeci de ani de la c\u0103s\u0103toria noastr\u0103. Avem nunta de aur. Vreau s\u0103-\u0163i cer m\u00e2na \u015fi s\u0103 accep\u0163i s\u0103-mi\u00a0 fii so\u0163 pentru \u00eenc\u0103 o jum\u0103tate de veac.<\/p>\n

Tobias r\u0103mase n\u0103uc:<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Nu e prea mult ? \u00eentreb\u0103 el, schi\u0163\u00eend un z\u00eembet \u00eendoielnic.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – Dac\u0103 te vei purta frumos, \u00ee\u0163i voi face… o reducere de sf\u00eer\u015fit de sezon.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Totul sem\u0103na iar\u0103\u015fi a vis. Ce-i drept, nu din acelea pe care le-au tr\u0103it \u00een tinere\u0163e. El cu greu se \u0163inea drept, ea, \u00een rochie de mireas\u0103, aranjat\u0103, fardat\u0103 , cu p\u0103rul arz\u00e2nd ca un rug, p\u0103rea o eroin\u0103 dintr-un roman de \u00a0epoc\u0103, gata a juca, din nou,\u00a0 comedia ori, poate, drama\u00a0 c\u0103sniciei. Puteai crede orice\u00a0 despre ei. V\u00eersta s-a topit undeva \u00een neant, lu\u00eendu-i locul o adiere nea\u015fteptat\u0103 de tinere\u0163e. \u00cen atmosfera aceasta ireal\u0103 era un s\u00e2mbure de poezie, care plutea\u00a0 deasupra lor,\u00a0 lumin\u00e2ndu-i \u015fi amintindu-ne de versurile lui\u00a0\u00a0 Paul Eluard: \u201eSt\u0103m fa\u0163\u0103-n fa\u0163\u0103 \u015fi nimic nu scap\u0103 privirii\/\/Delir ne\u00eentrerupt. Noi ne-am spus totul\/\/\u015ei totul avem a ne spune<\/em>\u201d<\/em>.<\/p>\n

\n

Harry Ross<\/strong><\/p>\n

Israel<\/p>\n

iulie 2015<\/strong><\/p>\n

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