Gandul zilei 14#/Thought of the day 14#

Cand eram mica cuprindeam toata lumea in doar o privire. Din micul colt ingust al casei, printre magazii si copaci vesnic verzi exista un triunghi de lumina, brazdat de o stralucire albastra pura.

In mintea mea de copil imatur, acea regiune ingusta era preferata mea, acolo obisnuiam sa imi imaginez ziua de maine, contempland la persoane nemaintalnite si orizonturi nedescoperite.

Priveam intinderea lumii cu incantare si imi doream sa cuceresc fiecare petic de pamant la pas, dintr-o zona aleasa aleatoriu, imi doream sa calatoresc. Nu vedeam obstacole, nu imi imaginam ca o sa patrund in caminul cuiva sau pe pamanturile unor persoane, doar ma inchipuiam mergand fara un scop anume, savurand necunoscutul.

Covorul verde si moale, parfumat in arome dulci si proaspete de primavara era preferatul meu; nu aveam nevoie de incaperi luxuriante sau de prieteni falsi, ci doar de acel moment de liniste si reverie. Admiram puritatea si naturaletea gradinii in plin sezon,  zumzetul albinelor voioase si harnice, pasii incalciti a paianjenilor incleiati in chitina si sunetul melodios al pasarilor primavaratice.

Cerul spune o multitudine de povesti. L-am admirat inca din primii ani ai vietii si il admir cu incantare si astazi, in plina iarna, in zile de decembrie cum decoreaza intinderea cereasca intr-un amalgam de nuante vii.

Cerul ne este prieten de drum oriunde am poposi. Daca deschidem ochii cu atentie si lasam deoparte grijile si frustrarile, vom descoperi cu emotie in suflet frumusetea si linistea pe care o confera cerul, in fiecare zi.

Spre exemplu, ieri urmaream cu interes prin intermediul geamului masinii imaginile fugitive ce treceau fulgerator, una dupa alta. Pe o foaie imensa de desen, creatorul lumii picteaza cu mana stanga, linii sterse si palide cu bucle intortocheate si incalcite. Printre ele se perinda pasari grabite si infrigurate, ce parca isi cauta iesirea din labirintul ceresc, pierdute printre arbori ingusti secatuiti de viata si frunze.

Cuvinte melodioase pentru zile frumoase

Auriu, Albastru deschis, albastru-roziatic, alb, alb-cenusiu si spre final negru – acestea sunt culorile iernii ce ne inunda in fiecare zi intinderea cereasca.

Cand intampini o zi grea respira adanc si priveste cerul. Daca este gri gandeste-te ca in spatele norilor pufosi se afla un cer senin, albastru si curat, exact ca sufletul tau; si ca, precum norii grei trebuie sa devina pufosi prin ploaie, asa si sufletul tau trebuie sa se aline prin cateva lacrimi.

Asadar, la inceputul zilei gandeste-te ca cerul se afla pretutindeni si povestea incepe de la picioarele tale.

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(Sursa Imaginii – Unsplash)

English version

When I were small, I included everyone in just a glance. From the narrow corners of the house, there was a triangle of light, full of pure blue glow, among greenhouses and evergreen trees.

In my child immature mind, that narrow region was my favorite, I used to imagine tomorrow, contemplating unseen people and undiscovered horizons.

I watched the expanse of the world with delight and I wanted to conquer every patch of earth in a step, from a randomly chosen area, I wanted to travel. I did not see obstacles, I did not imagine I was going to get into someone’s home or some people’s lands, I just imagined going without a specific purpose, savoring the unknown.

The green and soft green carpet, fragrant in sweet and fresh spring flavors, was my favorite; I did not need fancy rooms or fake friends, but just that moment of silence and reverie. I loved the purity and nature of the garden in the full season, the buzzing of the hard working bees, the tangled steps of the spiders grazed in chitin and the melodious sound of the spring birds.

Heaven says a multitude of stories. I have admired him since the early years of my life and I admire him with delight today, in 2019 winter, in December as decorating the heavenly expanse in a mixture of living shades.

Heaven is our friend on the road wherever we go. If we open our eyes carefully and leave aside the worries and frustrations, we will discover with excitement in the soul the beauty and the peace that the sky gives us every day.

For example, yesterday I watched with interest through the window of the car the fugitive images that were flashing one after the other. On a huge sheet of drawing, the creator of the world paints with his left hand, broken and pale lines with crooked and loose curls. Among them were hurried and lost birds, as if looking for the exit of the heavenly labyrinth, lost among the lush, dry trees of life and leaves.

Warm words for beautiful days

Golden, light blue, rosy blue, white, gray and white to the end black – these are the winter colors that flood our sky every day.

When you encounter a heavy day, breathe deeply and look at the sky. If it is gray, think that behind the fluffy clouds is a clear, blue and clean sky, just like your soul; and that, like heavy clouds, they must become fluffy in the rain, so your soul must relax with some tears.

So at the beginning of the day think that the sky is everywhere and the story begins right at your feet.

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Reclame

Gandul zilei 13#/Thought of the day 13#

Acum doua saptamani, in pragul Craciunului am cumparat un brad natural dintr-un centru comercial. Mi s-a parut o alegere buna, datorita mirosului si frumusetii aparte a arborelui viu, m-am gandit ca ar conferi o nota feerica imaginii de Sarbatoare per ansamblu.

Totul a fost frumos, ritualul de impodobire si atmosfera placuta de sarbatori au avut un rol semnificativ in anul 2018, insa pe final am fost putin dezamagita.

Spre deosebire de anii precedenti, am observat ca durata de viata a unui bradut este redusa la maxim cateva saptamani. Chiar dupa prima saptamana am putut observa pini cazuti ici-colo pe jos, ornamentele lasandu-se greoaie pe brad si globurile chiar cazand.

Astazi am renuntat la simbolul Craciunului – bradutul impodobit – deoarece la o simpla atingere a ramurilor cadeau 5-6 pini. Si sincera sa fiu, sunt mai linistita cu Fifi cel hot care tot fura globulete din pom, facand zgomote asurzitoare in miez de noapte.

In urma braduletului de Craciun au mai ramas zeci de pini, care povesteau ca odata ca niciodata a existat un suflet verde in pragul Sarbatorilor de Craciun.

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(Sursa imagine – Biblioteca personala)

Imi doresc ca in anul 2019 sa procedez precum majoritatea persoanelor – sa achizitionez un bradut artificial. Consider ca bucuria Craciunului va ramane aceeasi, si voi avea sansa sa mai salvez un arbore de la taiere.

Pe final, pentru a pastra armonia, va las cu povestea scriitorului Andersen despre bradutul de Craciun. Toate cele bune, dragi cititori!

                                                                    English Version

Two weeks ago, on Christmas Eve, I bought a natural tree from a shopping center. It seemed to me a good choice, due to the smell and the special beauty of the living tree, I thought it would give a festive note to the holiday picture as a whole.

Everything was beautiful, the ritual of decoration and the pleasant atmosphere of the holidays had a significant role in 2018, but in the end I was a little disappointed.

Unlike in previous years, we have noticed that the tree life is reduced to a maximum of a few weeks. Just after the first week, I could see the pines falling here on the floor, the ornaments staying heavy on the tree and the globes even falling.

Today I gave up the Christmas symbol – the fir tree – because at the touch of the branches they fell 5-6 pins. And honestly to be, I’m quieter with the thief Fifi who still steals globes from the tree, making noisy noises in the middle of the night.

As a result of Christmas, there are still dozens of pins that tell that once there was a green soul on Christmas Day.

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I wish in the year 2019 to act like most people – to buy an artificial tree. I think the joy of Christmas will remain the same, and I will have the chance to save a tree from cutting.
Finally, in order to preserve harmony, I will leave you with the story of writer Andersen about the Christmas tree. All the best, dear readers!

Gandul zilei 12#/Thought of the day 12#

In ultima vreme am impresia ca urmeaza sa se intample ceva, am o presimtire conform DEX, [PRESIMȚÍ, presímt, vb. IV. Tranz. A simți dinainte, vag și instinctiv, ceea ce urmează să se întâmple], un sentiment ciudat.

Un buchet de sentimente neintelese de interiorul meu, ma invaluie treptat conferindu-mi o senzatie neobisnuit de stranie si incomoda.

Simt ca ar trebui sa fac un lucru insa am sentimentul ca nu este cel mai potrivit aspect pentru momentul de fata si ma indrept catre alte lucruri, fara rezultate prea satisfacatoare.

La sfarsitul zilei ma regasesc obosita dupa o zi lunga de serviciu, insa fericita pentru ceea ce am realizat. Si ingandurata asupra posibilitatilor pe care le-ar putea oferi ziua de maine.

Ma linistesc la gandul ca orice ar putea aduce ea – ziua de maine – nu voi sfarsi fara a fi invatat ceva, fara a fi evoluat. De asemenea, visez la ocazii fericite, la zambete si reusita. Pentru ca ziua de ieri se regaseste in memoria de astazi si ziua de astazi se reflecta in ziua de maine.

Dupa cum spunea si Einstein, trebuie sa invatam din ziua precedenta, sa traim pentru astazi si sa speram pentru maine, cel mai important lucru este sa nu ne oprim din cercetat.

Asadar, in aceasta seara haideti sa uitam de neplacerile acumulate de-a lungul zilei si sa privim partile pozitive. Haideti sa retraim din nou zambetele si clipele haioase ce ne-au starnit sufletul din loc, haideti sa apreciem ceea ce avem astazi.

Haideti sa ne cream viitorul nostru acum pe baza clipelor de astazi, construind caramida cu caramida visul realitatii de maine.

English Version

Lately I have the impression that something is going to happen, I have a feeling according to DEX, [PRESIMŢI, presímt, vb. IV. Tranz. To feel beforehand, vaguely and instinctively, what is going to happen], a strange feeling.

A bunch of feelings unnoticed by my inside, gradually envelops me, giving me an unusually strange and uncomfortable feeling.

I feel like I should do one thing, but I’m feeling it’s not the right thing for the moment, and I’m heading for other things, with no satisfying results.

At the end of the day I find myself tired after a long day of work, but happy for what I have done. And the thoughts over the possibilities that tomorrow might offer.

I am reassured by the thought that anything it could bring – tomorrow – will not end without learning anything, without having evolved. I also dream of happy occasions, smiles and success. Because yesterday is in the memory of today and today is reflected in tomorrow.

As Einstein said, we must learn from the previous day, live for today and hope for tomorrow, the most important thing is not to stop ourselves from questioning.

So tonight, let’s forget about the accumulated unpleasant feelings throughout the day and look at the positive side. Let’s resume again the smiles and the funny moments that have stirred our souls, let’s appreciate what we have today.

Let’s build our future now based on today’s clips, building brick by brick the dream of tomorrow’s reality.

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Gandul zilei #11/ Thought of the day #11

Au trecut multe zile de cand nu am mai scris. Imi lipseau cu desavarsire momentele petrecute in fata unui laptop creand povesti, momentele in care puteam sa ma exprim prin cuvinte, momentele in care puteam sa fiu eu.

In ultimele zile viata m-a purtat prin atatea scenarii diferite ce puteau fi asternute usor pe o foaie alba, am trait sentimente si emotii pe care le puteam expune in postari deosebite, in randuri colorate si extraordinare. Dar am fost egoista.

Am trait acele clipe demne de asternut pe o coala de hartie in interiorul meu, le-am cladit in tresariri de inima si fiori ascunsi, mi-am propus sa le aduc la viata pe blog si apoi am dat vina pe timp.

Mi-am zis ca timpul este scurt si el m-a lasat sa cred ca asa este. M-am gandit la timp ca la un stapan manipulator crud care imi rapeste din dorinte, care nu ma lasa sa fac ceea ce vreau cu adevarat.

Asadar, de la o zi la alta am privit neajutorata cum in interiorul meu creste aprig o dorinta intensa de a scrie. Am simtit o arsura in suflet si un foc mocnit in interior, un lucru ce se voia facut dar care era contramandat de pe o zi pe alta.

Concluzii

Viata este precum un platou vechi de filmare in care noi suntem actorii. In fiecare zi suntem pusi in fata unui scenariu deja scris, repetand asemeni actorilor obositi rutina cotidiana. Din cand in cand trebuie sa mai modificam scenariul, schimbandu-ne modul de a juca in fata multimii, fiind NOI INSINE pur si simplu.

Pentru a putea fi dedicat activitatilor zilnice trebuie intai sa fii dedicat tie.

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(Sursa – Unsplash)

Uneori trebuie sa ne facem timp si pentru ceea ce ne place, sa ne respectam dorintele si poftele, realizand ceea ce ne defineste.

In fiecare zi muncim, facand ceea ce trebuie pentru bunastarea familiei si prosperitate. Onoram dorintele celor din jur si luptam pentru fericirea celor dragi, neglijand propria persoana, uitand de pasiune, de ceea ce ne-a adus unde suntem acum.

Relatia cu noi insine „seteaza canalul” pentru toate celelalte relatii cu cei din jurul nostru. Daca noi suntem fericiti si multumiti de propria persoana, atunci si cei din jur vor simti asta.

Poate ca ne simtim impliniti, cu o familie fericita si unita, poate ca ne simtim iubiti de cei din jur, insa acest lucru nu inseamna ca nu trebuie sa ne mai iubim pe noi insine. Ingrijirea de sine nu este un act egoist, ci din contra. Pentru a putea oferi ingrijire altora, trebuie sa ne ingrijim de propria persoana intai.

La finalul zilei, propria fericire este cea care impartaseste zambete in jur si atitudinea ta se reflecta in ochii celor din jur.

English version

Fericirea sta in lucrurile marunte/ Happiness lies in small things

Buna ziua dragii mei!

In dimineata aceasta m-am trezit cu energie pozitiva si speranta. Am reusit cumva sa imi canalizez sentimentele negative si ostile intr-o alta directie, sa ma bucur de ceea ce am in prezent si sa savurez momentele fructuoase ale unei noi saptamani.

Alegeri si dorinte – vezi partea pozitiva a fiecarei zi

Aleg sa fiu multumita de cine sunt si ceea ce fac in fiecare zi.

Poate ca sunetul alarmei de dimineata este prea asurzitor si deranjant, dar ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a daruit auz, sunt foarte multe persoane surde.

Poate ca lumina prea puternica imi orbeste privirea si ma determina si imi asez din nou capul in perna, ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca pot vedea, sunt multe persoane oarbe.

Poate ca am febra musculara din ziua precedenta, dar ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a daruit simt in picioare. Zilele trecute am vazut un om al strazii ce isi taraia pe cimentul rece picioarele amputate pentru a castiga simpatia oamenilor din jur si pentru a-si castiga painea de toate zilele.

Poate ca vremea nu este perfecta, afara s-a intins un ger naprasnic si cerul cerne fulgi mari de nea; Ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a oferit sansa sa privesc acest piesaj minunat, sunt persoane ce nu au vazut zapada in viata lor.

Poate ca nu locuiesc intr-o casa uriasa, poate ca nu am luxul pe care si l-ar fi dorit majoritatea persoanelor, insa am un loc unde pot locui. Afara sunt oameni saraci care tremura in gerul dur al iernii, pe o patura subtire. Ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a oferit sansa de a avea un camin, un acoperis deasupra capului.

Poate ca nu am o familie numeroasa, insa Dumnezeu m-a binecuvantat cu o familie magica care ma iubeste si ar face orice pentru mine.

Poate ca micul dejun nu arata precum cel din filme, insa ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca am o masa, sunt persoane care nu au ce manca.

Poate ca momentan nu am un job stabil, dar am timp la dispozitie sa caut unul, am timp pentru mine si pentru familie. Consider ca Dumnezeu ne croieste drum prin toate colturile vietii, si acum este momentul sa invat o lectie.

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(Sursa imaginii – Unsplash)

Concluzii

Fericirea sta in lucrurile marunte, adevarata valoare sta in lucrurile marunte. Cei mai fericiti oameni nu au cel mai bun lucru din toate, dar fac din ceea ce au cel mai bun lucru.

Fericirea nu trebuie cautata in ceea ce pare extraordinar, rar, iesit din comun, ci in lucrurile simple si accesibile care ne inconjoara in viata de zi cu zi. Pentru a simti bucuria nemarginita a vietii ajunge doar sa realizezi ca aproape fiecare clipa este o poarta catre ea. Doar cand vom descoperi lucrurile simple vom fi echilibrati in celelalte.

Asadar, in aceasta zi invata sa zambesti la cel ce se incrunta in fata ta. Fii multumit de ceea ce ai si nu te plange. Fii recunoscator pentru fiecare lucru marunt din viata ta!

English version

Hello my dear ones!

This morning I woke up with positive energy and hope. I have somehow managed to channel my negative and hostile feelings in another direction, to enjoy what I have today and to enjoy the fruitful moments of a new week.

                             Elections and desires – see the positive side of each day

I choose to be happy with who I am and what I do every day.

Perhaps the sound of morning alarm is too deaf and disturbing, but thank God for hearing me hear, there are many deaf people.

Maybe too bright light blinds my eyes and determines me to put my head back in the pillow, thank God I can see, there are many blind people.

Maybe I had the muscular fever of the previous day, but I thank God for giving me a feel. Over the past days, I saw a man on the streets who rolled up his feet on the cold cement to amaze the people around him and win his bread of all the time.

Maybe the weather is not perfect, a terrible frost has spread out, and the sky is scorching heavy snowflakes; I thank God for giving me the chance to watch this wonderful piece, are people who have not seen snow in their lives.

Maybe I do not live in a huge house, maybe I do not have the luxury that most people would want, but I have a place to live. Outside are poor people who tremble in the tough cold winter, on a thin blanket. I thank God for giving me the chance to have a home, a roof over my head.

Maybe I do not have a large family, but God blessed me with a magic family who loves me and would do anything for me.

Maybe breakfast does not look like the one in the movies, but I thank God for a meal, there are people who have nothing to eat.

Maybe at the moment I do not have a  job, but I have time to look for one, I have time for myself and my family. I think God is making our way through every corner of our life, and now is the time to learn a lesson.

Conclusions

Happiness lies in small things, true value lies in small things. The happiest people do not have the best of everything, but they make the best of everything.

Happiness must not be sought in what seems extraordinary, rarely out of the ordinary, but in simple and accessible things that surround us in everyday life. To feel the endless joy of life, you only realize that almost every moment is a gateway to it. Only when we discover the simple things we will be balanced in the other.

So, on this day, you learn to smile at the one who frowns in front of you. Be happy with what you have and do not cry. Be thankful for every little thing in your life!

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Gandul zilei/ Thought of the day 9#

Un vis ciudat m-a trezit noaptea trecuta. M-am visat in locuri necunoscute de mine, la tara, intr-un anotimp rece si intunecat, cu oameni straini.

M-am visat intr-o familie de oameni simpli, cu nevoi si griji elementare dar care ma iubeau ca pe fiica lor. Am visat ca aveam o bunica frumoasa si atenta, iubitoare si harnica ce ma proteja ca pe un trandafir.

M-am visat din nou in anii tineretii, pe cand inca eram in pragul studiilor, mi-am visat caiete si cursuri, notiuni si informatii. Am stat din nou langa fantana impodobita de brazi falnici din curtea scolii si am admirat-o in toata splendoarea.

M-am vazut din nou langa tineri studenti si oameni de o varsta cu mine, m-am visat cu zambetul pe buze, m-am visat descoperind lumea.

Si am mai visat ca am finalizat scoala, m-am visat indragostita. Am trait fiorii momentelor puerile cand bunica iti interzice sa iesi noaptea cu tinerii la ore mult prea tarzii pentru varsta ta, am trait sentimente.

M-am visat mai indragostita decat am fost vreodata in aceasta viata, de parca inima mi-ar fi sarit din piept, si corpul ar fi fost martor. Am visat ca ma intalneam pe furis cu un necunoscut chipes, si ca de fiecare data in momentul in care apucam sa schimbam doua priviri, cineva intervinea intrerupand toata povestea, separandu-ne temporar.

Am visat ca am primit prajituri de la familia persoanei necunoscute fata de care aveam sentimente, un platou intreg de prajituri moi, fine si delicioase.

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Dintr-o data o alarma asurzitoare ma arunca din vis in prezent, la ora trezirii, 7.

Cu corpul beat parca de aroma somnului si ochii in lacrimi, ma aplec catre alarma si o inchid. Inima imi bate puternic si imi apasa dureros pe atrii, generand o durere surda. Un tinitus venit de nicaieri imi fura auzul si echilibrul facandu-ma sa ma prabusesc din nou, in asternutul moale. Insa creierul lucreaza si mintea e treaza. Ce a insemnat tot acel vis? Si de ce am sentimente profunde pentru persoane nemaintalnite?!…

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(Sursa Unsplash)

English version

A strange dream woke me up last night. I dreamed myself in places unknown to myself, to the countryside, in a cold and dark season, with strange people.

I dreamed of a family of simple people, with basic needs and worries, but who loved me as their daughter. I dreamed that I had a beautiful and loving grandmother, loving and hardworking that protected me like a rose.

I dreamed again in the years of my youth, while I was still on the brink of studies, I dreamed of notebooks and courses, notions and informations. I stood next to the fountain adorned by towering trees in the courtyard of the school and admired her in all splendor.

I saw myself again with young students and people of an age with me, I dreamed with a smile on my lips, I dreamed of discovering the world.

And I dreamed of finishing school, I dreamed that I was in love. I felt the horror of the baby moments when your grandmother forbids you to go out with the young people at an hour too late for your age, I have felt feelings.

I dreamed myself more in love than I ever had in this life, as if my heart had jumped out of my chest, and my body would have been a witness. I dreamed that I met with a charming man, and that every time we started to change looks, someone was interrupting the whole story, temporarily separating us.

I dreamed that I had cakes from the unknown person’s family to whom I had feelings, a whole platter of soft, delicate and delicious cakes.

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Suddenly a deafening alarm is throwing me out of my dream at the moment of awakening, 7.

With a drunk body with sleeping aroma and eyes in tears, I lean toward the alarm and close it. My heart is beating hard and painfully pushing my arteries, generating deafening pain. A tinnitus coming from nowhere steals my hearing and balance, making me crash again in my soft bed.

But the brain works and the mind is awake. What did that dream mean? And why do I have deep feelings for people I have never met? …

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Thought of the day 8#

Am vrut sa imi deschid ochii insa o durere m-a cuprins din neant. Niste fiori reci mi s-au strecurat pe dupa spate, si mi-au invaluit toata faptura.

Incerc sa ma misc dar trupul imi este captiv intr-o cusca si nu mi-l pot misca decat prin incercari asidue. Greutati invizibile imi captureaza picioarele si mainile, si lanturi grele imi apasa pe piept.

In ochi simt acid, ei ma ustura si ma dor. Pleoapele imi atarna greoaie iar cand clipesc fruntea imi trimite prin semnale prin vibratii chinuitoare.

Lacrimi aspre imi scalda fata fara motiv, si pielea ma irita. Nasul imi este captiv, mi-l simt incarcat si necajit.

Vreau sa rostesc niste vorbe, vreau sa cer ajutor, dar glasul imi este inactiv, corzile vocale sunt incetinite de un virus si reusesc sa scot un sunet ragusit si soptit: Am racit… !

Cu toata puterea ma ridic din pat ce pare a ma trage inapoi, cu mreje solide si sigure. Genunchii imi tremura, capul imi este impovarat si vederea incetosata; tot organismul este inghitit de simptomele bolii si eu… eu sunt sclava neputintei.

Aragazul tiuie aievea, sunete de gaz palpait prin instalatie. Arunc un ibric pe ochiul aprins, potrivesc cateva plante cu efecte vindecatoare si le innec in apa clorinata de la chiuveta.

Mergand cu durere, ca o bolnava fara scapare, rabatez geamul scrutand o privire asupra tabloului tomnatic. Dintr-o data, ca dintr-o alta lume mi se infatiseaza un film alb-negru,  cu sunete infundate de copii obraznici si galagiosi, schelalait de caini vagabonzi si ciori aiurite.

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Dupa o baie prea fierbinte ma las prada ceaiului aburind si pastilelor cu efect prea intarziat, prea slabe pentru afectiunea ce m-a invrajbit.

Este duminica, si saptamana atarna in tic-tacul catorva minute si secunde.

Dar va veni si saptamana viitoare… .

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(Google pics sursa)

English version

I wanted to open my eyes, but a pain covered me from nowhere. A few creeps crossed my back, and my whole body was shivering.

I try to move but my body is trapped in a cage and I can only move it through hard attempts. The invisible weights capture my legs and hands, and the heavy chains press on my chest.

In the eyes I feel acid, they are hurting me. The eyelids hang on me like cumbersome and when I blink, the head sends me signals through tortuous vibrations.

Harsh tears blaze my face for no reason, and my skin irritates. My nose is captive, I feel it loaded and unkempt.

I want to say some words, I want to ask for help, but my voice is inactive, the vocal cords are slowed down by a virus and they are able to make a tingle and whisper sound: I got a cold …!

With all my power I get up from the bed that seems to pull me back, with solid and secure nets. The knees tremble, my head is overwhelmed and the vision blurred; the whole body is swallowed up by the symptoms of the disease and I … I’m the a helpless slave.

The gas cooker sounded, gas flashed through the plant. I throw a jar on the burning eye, match some plants with healing effects, and drown them in chlorinated water from the sink.

Walking painfully, like a sick man with no escapes, I open the window and take a look at the tomnatic painting. At some point, like a new world, I’m seeing a black-and-white movie, cluttered with tumultuous and noisy kids,  scaffolding stray dogs and vicious crows.

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After a too hot bath I let myself pray to the steamy tea and the pills with too late effect, too weak for the affection that invaded me.

It’s Sunday, last week lays in the tic-tacs of a few minutes and seconds.

But next week will come too…. .