Monthly Archives: februarie 2010

Povestea firului de ploaie

Lasata de suvoi… ramasesei singura. Acum ce vrei sa faci? Stii… daca vei cadea o data, o vei face pentru vesnicie, pentru o enernitate atat de ciudata, atat de sigura: Vei cadea pe bucata de ciment, vei invata pasii catorva oameni, iti vei inalta luciul spre cel de la care ai primit-o, vei zambi… si vei privi spre cei care, asemeni tie, vor cadea.

Si stii … nu ma vei mai vedea niciodata!

Caci … caldura te va nimici si te va reduce la ceea ce erai inainte. Si  astfel multi, foarte multi care cunosc mai bine decat tine totul, se vor juca, fara rautate, cu tine.

Se vor juca  pentru ca este singurul lucru pe care stiu sa-l faca.

Si din intunericul sarac, din nou, vei cadea spre a cunoste pe altcineva, la geamul caruia te vei opri, nepasator si nerabdator sa-ti fie scrisa o alta poveste. Si vei cadea iar in enternitatea, perceputa diferit de fiecare data, de fiecare altcineva.

Si iar o vei lua de la capat, invatat cu infinitul si cu racoarea care iti decide destinul…

Reclame

Little Dorrit

Once upon a time there was a princess and she had everything she could wish for .

Now… near the palace it was a cottage in which lived a poor little, tiny woman all alone.

[Maggie: She was an old woman , I expect…]

No Maggie, quite a young one . One day , the princess stopped to the cottage and said to the tiny woman :”Let me see what you keep there!”. And the tiny woman opened a very secret place and showed the princess …a shadow .

[Maggie:…a shadow… ]

It was the shadow of someone who came by, many years before.

“And you keep watch this every day?”said the princess.

“yes,” said the tiny woman ,”because no one’s so good…or kind…that ever passed that way ever since.”

[Maggie: And what did the princess say?]

She realized that with all her gold and silver and diamonds she had nothing so precious to her as that shadow was to the tiny woman.

That’s the end of the story, Maggie.


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