{"id":23408,"date":"2024-07-03T21:03:52","date_gmt":"2024-07-03T18:03:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=23408"},"modified":"2024-07-03T21:03:52","modified_gmt":"2024-07-03T18:03:52","slug":"literadura-nr-32-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=23408","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 32 (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"

George D. PITE\u0218<\/strong>
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C\u00e2nd la hotare<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd la hotare-ncep p\u0103g\u00e2ni s\u0103 latre
\n\u015ei cerul asupresc cu-a mor\u0163ii plas\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd cizma-ngrijor\u0103rii ne apas\u0103
\nAmenin\u0163\u00e2nd cu spaime idolatre,<\/p>\n

Arm\u0103m tran\u015feele din orice cas\u0103
\nCu osemintele urzite-n natre,
\nUitate s\u0103bii \u00een betegi polatre
\nReascu\u0163ind c\u00e2nd noaptea-ncet se las\u0103.<\/p>\n

Vom \u00eenv\u0103\u0163a \u015fi r\u00e2ul s\u0103 \u00eenece
\n\u015ei mugurii din ram s\u0103 explodeze,
\nCopacii sub pr\u0103p\u0103d s\u0103 nu se plece<\/p>\n

\u015ei \u0163epe s\u0103 sfin\u0163easc\u0103-n dioceze,
\nS\u0103 urle lupii ca-ntr-o iarn\u0103 rece
\n\u015ei orice om, \u00een leu s\u0103 se-ntrupeze. <\/p>\n


\nPrin timpuri reci<\/strong><\/p>\n

Prin timpuri reci, cu stinsele smaralde
\nPrivesc \u00een cuget teancul de cuvinte,
\nCe-au adunat dureri \u015fi-nv\u0103\u0163\u0103minte
\nDin via\u0163a toars\u0103-n anotimpuri calde.<\/p>\n

Cu bra\u0163ul cioturos care m\u0103 minte
\nMai risipesc z\u0103pezile din scalde,
\n\u015ei lustruind \u00eensemnele heralde
\nM\u0103 pream\u0103resc cu umbra dinainte.<\/p>\n

Neputincios, \u00een lini\u015ftea ursuz\u0103
\nRechem fantasmele din lumi uitate,
\nVechi remu\u015fc\u0103ri \u015fi ast\u0103zi m\u0103 acuz\u0103<\/p>\n

C\u0103 am scornit doar vorbe colorate…
\nCu ochii-n lacrimi \u00eemi mai caut scuz\u0103
\n\u015ei vina dau pe-a mea singur\u0103tate.<\/p>\n


\n S\u0103 ning\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u0103 ning\u0103 iar cu frunze obosite
\n\u015ei-n inimi s\u0103 ne-nghe\u0163e m\u0103re\u0163ia,
\nDec\u00e2t s\u0103 ne-nsp\u0103im\u00e2nte profe\u0163ia
\nCu somnul \u00eentre bezne nesf\u00e2r\u015fite!<\/p>\n

S\u0103 \u015fov\u0103ie prin cea\u0163\u0103 simetria
\nFurtunile cu note fonf\u0103ite,
\nDec\u00e2t s-apun\u0103 zorile gr\u0103bite
\nCu gropi ad\u00e2nce speriind vecia!<\/p>\n

S\u0103 urle gerul, s\u0103 ne ard\u0103 vara
\nS\u0103 ne-ocoleasc\u0103 asumat norocul,
\nDec\u00e2t s\u0103 nu se-aprind\u0103 prim\u0103vara<\/p>\n

\u015ei s\u0103 nu salte c\u00e2ntecul \u015fi jocul.
\nS\u0103 nu jeleasc\u0103 silnic\u0103 fanfara
\nF\u0103c\u00e2nd moartea st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een tot locul!<\/p>\n


\n E vinul bun<\/strong><\/p>\n

E vinul bun \u015fi mult prea scurt popasul
\nDe-o clip\u0103 e, dar binecuv\u00e2ntat\u0103,
\nNe umple cupa prea frumoas\u0103 fat\u0103
\nC\u0103 nu \u015ftim m\u00e2ine cui suna-va ceasul!<\/p>\n

Cu ochii plini de fl\u0103c\u0103ri ne desfat\u0103
\n\u015ei iart\u0103-ne dac\u0103 vom sparge vasul,
\nC\u0103ci azi de ni se c\u00e2nt\u0103 parastasul
\nNe-om reg\u0103si-n ulcele alt\u0103dat\u0103!<\/p>\n

V\u0103 veseli\u0163i drume\u0163i uit\u00e2nd de team\u0103
\nPribegi prin valea umbrelor fugare,
\nDe-averi \u015fi tronuri nu mai \u0163ine\u0163i seam\u0103<\/p>\n

Doar un sicriu lua-ve\u0163i la plecare,
\nP\u0103stra\u0163i-v\u0103 doar or\u0163ii pentru vam\u0103
\n\u015ei s\u0103 ciocnim un vin \u015fi-n alt\u0103 zare!<\/p>\n


\n Margarita PAZ TORRES<\/strong>
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(Madrid, Spania) poet\u0103 \u0219i cercet\u0103toare literar\u0103. A ob\u021binut titlul de Doctor cum laude cu \u201eMencion Internacional en Estudios Ling\u00fc\u00edsticos, Literarios y Teatrales\u201d la Universitatea din Alcal\u00e1. Posed\u0103 un Master \u00een Limba Castilian\u0103 \u0219i Literatur\u0103 \u0219i un Master \u00een \u00cenv\u0103\u021barea Limbii Spaniole pentru Str\u0103ini. A publicat diverse c\u0103r\u021bi \u0219i articole cu caraacter etnologic \u0219i etnografic \u00een Spania \u0219i America de Sud. A fost organizatoarea \u0219i coordonatoarea \u00cent\u00e2lnirilor Interna\u021bionale \u201eMitolog\u00eda Espacios M\u00edticos de la UAH\u201d (2013-2023) care au fost distinse cu \u201eXVI Premio del Consejo Social a la Transferencia de Conocimiento Universidad-Sociedad\u201d.
\nTraducere \u0219i prezentare:
\nElisabeta BO\u021aAN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Creatur\u0103 dezmembrat\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Eu sunt cea f\u0103r\u0103 nume,
\ncreatur\u0103 shelleyan\u0103,
\nfiica lui Victor Frankestein,
\nr\u0103u construit\u0103 \u0219i desc\u0103rnat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Cu buc\u0103\u021bi de cadavre
\nm\u0103 recompun \u00een fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

Sunt cea pe care nu vre\u021bi s\u0103 o vede\u021bi,
\nr\u0103u cusut\u0103, petecit\u0103,
\nvl\u0103guit\u0103, \u00eempiedicat\u0103, ur\u00e2t\u0103,
\nplin\u0103 de amarnice cicatrici.<\/p>\n

Sunt monstrul \u0219i spectrul,
\ndesc\u00e2ntecele mele destram\u0103
\npl\u00e2nsete mereu neascultate
\niubirii de lumini acide:<\/p>\n

\u201dLab\u0103 de amiba,
\nbot de calamar,
\np\u0103r de broasc\u0103,
\nmelc de ora\u0219!\u201d<\/p>\n


\nZori desfrunzi\u021bi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Spulberate toate
\nstelele argintii
\n\u00een \u021bipetele ascu\u021bite
\ndin zorii aceia cenu\u0219ii.<\/p>\n

Asfaltul n-a auzit,
\nnu s-a uitat la mine diminea\u021ba
\n\u00een timp ce ma\u0219inile urlau
\n\u0219i treceau pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine.<\/p>\n

Nimeni nu mi-a auzit strig\u0103tele surde
\nnici pl\u00e2nsul \u00een \u00eenghe\u021batele
\ngeamuri ale ma\u0219inilor
\ncare naufragiau cu mine.<\/p>\n

Nu au venit nici lupii
\nnici gazelele de munte,
\nnici p\u0103s\u0103rile multicolore
\nnici fluturii timpurii.<\/p>\n

Doar eu, sf\u00e2\u0219iat\u0103 \u0219i izolat\u0103,
\n\u00een zorii timizi,
\nam a\u0219teptat soarele \u00een ziua aceea
\n\u0219i nici m\u0103car nu d\u0103dea c\u0103ldur\u0103.<\/p>\n

Triste, negre, vezi, ro\u0219ii,
\ngalben-vine\u021bii
\naveau s\u0103 r\u0103sar\u0103 florile
\n\u00een m\u00e2na mea desfrunzit\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nTudor CICU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Gamze<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen cap\u0103tul uli\u021bei noastre din \u201emahalaua colibelor\u201d, cum i se spunea acelei p\u0103r\u021bi sudice a satului, era o c\u0103su\u021b\u0103 mititic\u0103, bine \u00eengrijit\u0103, \u00een care locuia m\u0103tu\u0219a Zeino. Fiind copil m\u0103 minunau ochii verzi tri\u0219ti, la fel de verzi-tulburi, p\u00e2n\u0103 la c\u0103in\u021b\u0103, ai fetei lu\u2019 Zeyno, o v\u0103duv\u0103 de arn\u0103ut nu se \u0219tie cum prip\u0103\u0219it\u0103 \u00een mahalaua noastr\u0103. P\u0103reau z\u0103vor\u00e2te \u00een temni\u021bele ochilor ei toate fiin\u021bele dragi din lume. Pe Gamze nu prea o v\u0103zusem ie\u0219ind pe uli\u021b\u0103. O z\u0103ream destul de rar, c\u00e2nd mai ie\u0219ea dintre pere\u021bii casei \u0219i se plimba prin curte, dincolo de por\u021bile mari mai tot timpul ferecate. Era at\u00e2t de straniu, pe atunci, s\u0103-mi \u00eenchipui o via\u021b\u0103 ve\u0219nic petrecut\u0103 \u00een singur\u0103tate. \u00cen prima vineri, \u00eenainte de pa\u0219tele cre\u0219tin, noi copiii ne duceam seara \u00een mahalaua turceasc\u0103 din partea nordic\u0103 a satului s\u0103 vedem, aprinse, mari focuri denumite la ei \u201etonkal\u201d. Era un obicei care \u00eenc\u0103 se mai p\u0103stra. Fiecare familie sare de tonkal peste foc. \u00cen timp ce sare, pronun\u021b\u0103 cuvintele: hastal\u00e2klar, k\u00e2rg\u00e2n l\u00e2klar\u2026 ate\u0219lemek (adic\u0103 ceva \u00een genul: bolile \u0219i necazurile mele s\u0103 ard\u0103 \u00een acest foc). Se danseaz\u0103 la lumina tor\u021belor \u0219i se arunc\u0103 \u00een focuri ni\u0219te semin\u021be care, plesnind, arunc\u0103 jerbe de jar \u00eemprejur, asemenea unor artificii. Nou\u0103 ne pl\u0103cea de tonkal, \u00eentruc\u00e2t uli\u021bele erau luminate de tor\u021be. Fiecare gospodar b\u0103tea \u00een fa\u021ba casei \u021b\u0103ru\u0219i pentru legat vitele (se credea c\u0103 lucrul acesta aduce bel\u0219ug, noroc, vite multe). Fetele \u021bineau un vas plin cu ap\u0103 \u00eentr-o m\u00e2n\u0103, iar \u00een cealalt\u0103 o leg\u0103tur\u0103 de \u0219apte chei, post\u00e2ndu-se pe dup\u0103 garduri \u0219i p\u00e2ndind o vorb\u0103 de la vecini sau trec\u0103tori. Se spune c\u0103 atunci conteaz\u0103 primele vorbe, primele cuvinte auzite. Ele le indicau dac\u0103 noul an avea s\u0103 le aduc\u0103 bucurii, c\u0103s\u0103torii sau necazuri, dup\u0103 cum cuvintele auzite erau bune sau nu. Cum aceste s\u0103rb\u0103tori veneau dup\u0103 o iarn\u0103 grea, oamenii se a\u0219teptau \u0219i la ve\u0219ti, \u0219i lucruri mai bune. Iar o iarn\u0103 grea, aici \u00een c\u00e2mpia dobrogean\u0103, se define\u0219te doar cu un ger afurisit \u0219i n\u0103prasnic. Fie iarn\u0103, z\u0103pad\u0103, ploaie, vremea \u021bine cu t\u0103tarul! Peste o lun\u0103-dou\u0103 avea s\u0103 fie Bayramul, casele s\u0103 fie scuturate, v\u0103ruite \u0219i, pentru a sc\u0103pa de mizeria iernii, oamenii de prin locurile astea se vor da \u0219i peste cap pentru a primi sfin\u021benia Bayramului…
\n C\u00e2nd a \u00eenceput povestea frumoasei Gamze, at\u00e2t c\u00e2t am \u00een\u021beles-o de la bunica mea, era prin decembrie 195… Casele \u0219i c\u00e2mpiile din \u00eemprejurimile mahalalei noastre Sala\u0219 Males\u0103 (mahalaua colibelor) disp\u0103ruser\u0103 sub z\u0103pad\u0103; doar fumul ce se \u00een\u0103l\u021ba din co\u0219uri dovedea c\u0103 \u00een acele locuri, printre pere\u021bii caselor mici, tr\u0103iesc rom\u00e2ni \u0219i t\u0103tari, risipi\u021bi \u00een vasta c\u00e2mpie dobrogean\u0103. Arn\u0103uta Zeyno abia b\u0103use cafeaua de diminea\u021b\u0103, cu caimac, iar \u00een clipa c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cea prima rug\u0103ciune, \u00eenainte de r\u0103s\u0103ritul soarelui, a fost surprins\u0103 de zgomotul unei c\u0103ru\u021be care s-a oprit la poarta ei. \u00cenainte de a se \u00eendrepta spre u\u0219\u0103 femeia se uit\u0103 pe geam dup\u0103 cum \u00eei era obiceiul, \u00eens\u0103 n-a deslu\u0219it dup\u0103 fe\u021bele acelor oameni care au cobor\u00e2t din c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 cam cine ar fi putut fi str\u0103inii opri\u021bi la poart\u0103. \u201eOricine ar fi, este un musafir care a venit la mine\u201d, \u00ee\u0219i zise ea. Oamenii b\u0103teau deja \u00een st\u00e2lpii de lemn. \u00cen persoana celui care b\u0103tea \u00eel recunoscu pe Raym-bey, hagiul din mahalaua S\u0103rt Malle situat\u0103 \u00een partea nordic\u0103 a satului. \u201eDoamna de l\u00e2ng\u0103 dumnealui, pesemne c\u0103 e consoarta lui\u201d, g\u00e2ndi femeia, s\u0103rind s\u0103 trag\u0103 z\u0103vorul.
\n\u2013 Vai! Dar ce s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat Raym-bey?! Apoi, scuz\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103 venise \u00een papuci \u00eenaintea lor, zise: pofti\u021bi, pofti\u021bi \u00een cas\u0103!
\n B\u0103rbatul nu d\u0103du semne c\u0103 ar dori s\u0103 intre \u00een curte. Femeia de l\u00e2ng\u0103 el se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 spun\u0103:
\n\u2013 Eyvah, han\u0103m! (Vai doamn\u0103!) Suntem cu to\u021bii \u00een m\u00e2na lui Dumnezeu, azi! Eu sunt \u0218erife… se recomand\u0103 ea. \u00cei \u00eentinse o m\u00e2n\u0103, \u00een timp ce cu cealalt\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i tr\u0103gea feregeaua peste b\u0103rbie. Iar el este so\u021bul! mai ad\u0103ug\u0103.
\n Hagiul Raym se \u00eenclin\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u00een fa\u021ba femeii \u0219i gl\u0103sui:
\n\u2013 Astak firullah! (Mul\u021bumire lui Allah!) C\u0103ci voi, m\u0103tu\u0219ile, sunte\u021bi m\u00e2ng\u00e2ierile sufletelor noastre. Dar noi, venind direct din Deluruj de la ni\u0219te rude ale noastre, ne-am ab\u0103tut pe aici s\u0103 aducem o veste. Nu intr\u0103m, deocamdat\u0103, dar iat\u0103 pe scurt care e dorin\u021ba noastr\u0103. \u00centr-o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 poate, nu mai mult, am dori s\u0103 venim cu fiul nostru Cetin \u0219i m\u0103tu\u0219ile lui \u00een pe\u021bit pentru Gamze. Copiii se plac, e rug\u0103mintea fiului nostru s\u0103 v\u0103 spunem asta \u0219i poate \u00eei \u0219i logodim.
\n Zeyno \u00ee\u0219i duse m\u00e2na la gur\u0103 spre a-\u0219i opri un icnet de uimire. Auzise ni\u0219te vorbe de la Lina, vecina de peste drum, cum c\u0103 Gamze se strecura uneori serile din cas\u0103 \u0219i se \u00eent\u00e2lnea cu Cetin pe uli\u021ba care ducea la f\u00e2nt\u00e2na lui Niazi, dar nu d\u0103duse crezare zvonurilor. Iar pe Lina cam toat\u0103 mahalaua colibelor o cam b\u0103nuia c\u0103 purta de ici-colo zvonuri multe \u0219i mincinoase.
\n\u2013P\u0103i, \u0219tiu \u0219i eu… se b\u00e2lb\u00e2i Zeyno. S\u0103 stau de vorb\u0103 \u0219i cu fata, s-o \u00eentreb \u0219i pe ea…
\n\u2013\u00centreab\u0103, \u00eentreab\u0103… Noi o s\u0103 trimitem peste c\u00e2teva zile pe cineva s\u0103 afl\u0103m r\u0103spunsul, interveni han\u0103m \u0218erife.
\n Din poarta casei Zeyno \u00eei mai urm\u0103ri cum se urcaser\u0103 \u00een c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 \u0219i cum undeva pe drum mai oprir\u0103 o dat\u0103, fiindc\u0103 le ie\u0219ise, \u00een drum, taman Lina, vecina. \u201eAcum, dac\u0103 \u0219tie \u0219i Lina, o s\u0103 afle tot satul\u201d se sup\u0103r\u0103 Zeyno. \u0218i se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 stea de vorb\u0103, \u00een cas\u0103, cu fata. C\u00e2nd Gamze afl\u0103 de la maic\u0103-sa c\u0103 \u00eentr-o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 p\u0103rin\u021bii \u0219i surorile lui Cetin vor veni s-o pe\u021beasc\u0103 \u0219i s\u0103 negocieze dup\u0103 obicei ba\u0219l\u00eekul (darul miresei), r\u0103m\u0103sese f\u0103r\u0103 grai \u0219i c\u0103zuse \u00een genunchi, \u0219terg\u00e2ndu-\u0219i cu col\u021bul n\u0103framei lacrimile, de bucurie. G\u00e2ndul \u00eei era acolo pe uli\u021ba care ducea la f\u00e2nt\u00e2na lui Niazi, unde-\u0219i d\u0103deau ei \u00eent\u00e2lnire. Ar fi zburat p\u00e2n\u0103 acolo pentru a-i comunica \u0219i lui Cetin, c\u0103 mama ei nu avea nimic \u00eempotriva unirii inimilor celor doi \u00eendr\u0103gosti\u021bi. Sufletul ei era deja \u00een drum spre f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103, plutea ca un pesc\u0103ru\u0219 dornic s\u0103 str\u0103bat\u0103 \u021binuturi \u00eentregi. P\u0103r\u0103si \u00eenc\u0103perea \u0219i se apuc\u0103 prin ograd\u0103 de aranjat c\u00e2te ceva. Tot mai insistent sufla v\u00e2ntul dinspre marginea satului, aplec\u00e2nd \u00een calea lui v\u00e2rfurile salc\u00e2milor \u0219i o\u021betarilor. Iar v\u00e2ntul se l\u0103sa tot mai jos \u00eenspre acele p\u00e2lcuri de m\u0103r\u0103cini\u0219uri \u0219i cucut\u0103 de pe marginea drumului, tufe ce frem\u0103tau asemenea unui stol de p\u0103s\u0103ri. Se trezi \u00eeng\u00e2n\u00e2nd un c\u00e2ntec: \u201eBular kimler, ya, dep soray\u201d… (Cine sunt oamenii ace\u0219tia…). Se \u00eencurc\u0103 \u00een versuri \u0219i vorbele ei sem\u0103nau cu un stol de vr\u0103bii \u00een care cineva d\u0103duse cu alice. \u201eVai, nu! Mama ar putea s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103 altceva!\u201d \u0219i se opri pe loc. Din cas\u0103, Zeyno \u00ee\u0219i privea fata prin deschiz\u0103tura geaml\u00e2kului \u0219i din senin o podidir\u0103 lacrimile. C\u00e2nd Gamze, cu coada ochiului o z\u0103ri dincolo de geaml\u00e2k, ridic\u0103 b\u0103rbia de la p\u0103m\u00e2nt spre ea, ghici cum maic\u0103-sa avea \u00een ochi un aer \u00eentreb\u0103tor \u0219i se f\u00e2st\u00e2ci toat\u0103, sup\u0103rat\u0103 pe sine. Ni\u0219te ciori c\u00e2r\u00e2ir\u0103 speriate \u00eentr-un v\u00e2rf de o\u021betar \u0219i cam at\u00e2t.
\n La nici o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 la casa v\u0103duvei de arn\u0103ut sosir\u0103 \u0219i pe\u021bitorii. Gamze, tr\u00e2ntit\u0103 pe un divan, citea versete din Coran. Tocmai ajunsese la versetul al treilea din Sura 45 \u201eCea c\u0103zut\u0103 \u00een genunchi\u201d, unde profetul spunea: \u201e\u00cen ceruri \u0219i pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt sunt semne pentru cei care cred\u201d – c\u00e2nd auzi la u\u0219\u0103 vocile musafirilor. L\u0103s\u0103 cartea de o parte \u0219i se repezi \u00een fa\u021ba dulapului unde-\u0219i \u021binea, preg\u0103tit\u0103, dinainte, costuma\u021bia \u00een care avea s\u0103-\u0219i \u00eent\u00e2mpine musafirii. Cu ve\u0219mintele \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 schi\u021b\u0103 un sur\u00e2s de \u00eencurajare. \u0218i, sur\u00e2z\u00e2nd, se \u00eendrept\u0103 spre oglinda din col\u021bul camerei, arunc\u0103 la picioarele ei pachetul gata preg\u0103tit, \u0219opti ceva spre chipul care o privea mirat\u0103 din apele oglinzii, dar nodul cald \u0219i \u00eenec\u0103cios ce i se ridica n\u0103valnic din g\u00e2t o d\u0103dea de gol. Pl\u00e2ngea de fericire? Sau era o stare pe care n-o putea \u00een\u021belege, dar nici st\u0103p\u00e2ni? C\u00e2nd intr\u0103 \u00een camera unde mama ei tocmai \u00ee\u0219i servea musafirii cu cafea, Gamze observ\u0103 c\u0103 odat\u0103 cu p\u0103rin\u021bii lui Cetin \u0219i surorile lui, se mai aflau \u00een \u00eenc\u0103pere alte dou\u0103 m\u0103tu\u0219i ale b\u0103iatului, iar l\u00e2ng\u0103 ele mai era un b\u0103rbat. Una din cele dou\u0103 femei era blond\u0103 cu chip de cerchez\u0103, alta era brunet\u0103 \u0219i cu ochii alungi\u021bi, anume cobor\u00e2t\u0103 ca din stepa k\u0103pceag\u0103. Cele dou\u0103 femei erau Ghiulnear \u0219i Seugul, surorile lu\u2019 \u0218erife. Primul c\u0103ruia \u00eei s\u0103rut\u0103 m\u00e2na a fost hagiul Raym, tat\u0103l lui Cetin, iar cel de al doilea era Turan, venit \u00een calitate de vechil (un fel de na\u0219) care avea s\u0103 negocieze ba\u0219l\u00e2kul miresei. Femeile purtau rochii de catifea legate la br\u00e2u cu vestitul cordon caucazian, aveau pe umeri un \u0219al cu \u021bes\u0103tur\u0103 oriental\u0103. La g\u00e2t aveau salbe de argin\u021bi, iar pe pieptul doamnei Ghiulnear se z\u0103rea un \u0219irag de m\u0103rgele. Seugul purta pe cap o basma cu dantel\u0103 pe margini. \u0218erife-totai, mama b\u0103iatului, o \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219\u0103 pe Gamze, \u00eent\u00e2mpin\u00e2nd-o cu frumoasele vorbe: \u201eAi – bebiym… bebiym!\u201d, adic\u0103 \u201eoh, odorul meu, odorul meu!\u201d.
\n Zeyno \u00eenc\u0103rc\u0103 masa cu t\u0103vile ce con\u021bineau buc\u0103\u021bi moi de carne rumenit\u0103 \u00een propria gr\u0103sime, carne preg\u0103tit\u0103 la cuptorul din curte. Gamze pusese \u0219i ea farfurioarele pline cu sarayli \u0219i kilergi ca desert \u0219i diverse compoturi din fructe, precum \u0219i o sinie plin\u0103 v\u00e2rf cu vestita qatlama (foietaj \u00een ulei \u00eencins), cor\u0103bioare \u0219i scovergi. To\u021bi m\u00e2ncau pe alese. C\u00e2nd din c\u0103rnuri, c\u00e2nd din qatlama. Apoi surorile b\u0103iatului o chemar\u0103 pe Gamze s\u0103 stea l\u00e2ng\u0103 ele \u0219i s\u0103 admire darurile aduse de pe\u021bitori. Seugul \u00eei admir\u0103 rochia verde (culoarea preferat\u0103 a profetului) \u0219i \u00eei netezi p\u0103rul la spate, adus \u00eentr-un coc. \u0218erife o fura pe Gamze cu coada ochiului. Abia acum p\u0103rea a lua aminte c\u0103 avea s\u0103 aib\u0103, c\u00e2t de cur\u00e2nd, la casa ei, o nor\u0103 frumoas\u0103 foc. \u0218i mai b\u0103g\u0103 de seam\u0103 c\u0103 aluni\u021ba de la spr\u00e2nceana st\u00e2ng\u0103 \u00eei st\u0103tea chiar bine. O f\u0103cea \u0219i mai atr\u0103g\u0103toare. \u00cenainte de plecare deja hot\u0103r\u00e2ser\u0103 cu to\u021bii cele mai mici detalii \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i doreau ca nunta asta s\u0103 se fac\u0103 c\u00e2t mai cur\u00e2nd.
\n\u2013 Doar s\u0103 treac\u0103 s\u0103rb\u0103torile de tonkal, mai apoi nunta unui vecin al hagiului Turan \u0219i Allah Prea\u00eenaltul Atoate\u0218tiutor, la ceea ce are loc \u00een prezent va \u0219ti \u0219i ceea ce se va \u00eent\u00e2mpla \u00een viitor, deci s\u0103 ne l\u0103s\u0103m pe m\u00e2na lui, a spus hagiul Raym.
\n Unii ar putea s\u0103 se \u00eentrebe: dac\u0103 totul a fost hot\u0103r\u00e2t prin voia lui Allah, la ce mai folose\u0219te zbaterea omului pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt? Fetei lu\u2019 Zeyno nu i-a pl\u0103cut c\u0103 Cetin al ei nu a avut niciun cuv\u00e2nt de spus. Ar fi vrut s\u0103 stea drept \u00een fa\u021ba tat\u0103lui s\u0103u, a\u0219a cum st\u0103tuse Ali\u0219ar, fiul acelui negustor bogat din povestea \u0218eherezadei, c\u00e2nd pe patul de moarte tat\u0103l \u00eei d\u0103duse o pova\u021b\u0103, iar fl\u0103c\u0103ul \u00eei mai ceruse l\u0103muriri \u00een plus, pentru a fi sigur c\u0103 pova\u021ba tat\u0103lui fusese \u00een\u021beleas\u0103, dar c\u0103 mai avea \u0219i el un cuv\u00e2nt de spus. Gamze \u00eei mai ceruse lui Cetin s\u0103 fie \u00eempreun\u0103 la ziua nun\u021bii acelui vecin al na\u0219ului Turan, dar Cetin era hot\u0103r\u00e2t s\u0103 participe la kure\u0219ul (\u00eentrecerea cu cai) a tinerilor din sat, pentru a dob\u00e2ndi ba\u0219l\u00e2kul din bradul miresei \u0219i a i-l pune ei la picioare. Gamze \u021binuse s\u0103 nu accepte, dar Cetin i-a luat capul \u00eentre bra\u021be, oprind-o s\u0103 mai spun\u0103 ceva. \u201ePentru cei care nu cred e totuna de-i previi; ei nu cred\u201d \u00ee\u0219i aminti Gamze un verset din SURA \u201eAl-Fatiha\u201d a Coranului.
\n Doar at\u00e2t mai \u0219tiam eu de la bunica: c\u0103, la Zeyno, \u00een acea prim\u0103var\u0103, nu s-a bucurat nimeni de tonkal. Cineva spusese doar c\u0103 a z\u0103rit-o pe fata lu\u2019 Zeyno lipit\u0103 de por\u021bile ferecate, privind \u00eenspre mahalaua turceasc\u0103, c\u00e2nd se aprinser\u0103 acele focuri \u0219i c\u0103 lacrimi mari \u00eei br\u0103zdau chipul sf\u00e2\u0219iat de triste\u021be. \u00centreb\u00e2nd-o de ce, bunica a oftat: \u201eEi, o fi av\u00e2nd \u0219i ea sufletul sf\u00e2\u0219iat, s\u0103rmana!\u201d \u00cen\u021belesesem c\u0103-i murise iubitul chiar \u00een ziua acelei nun\u021bi amintite. Familia lui Cetin se afla chiar la familia miresei unde se t\u00e2rguia \u201eba\u0219l\u00e2kul\u201d (adic\u0103 pre\u021bul miresei) \u00eentre cuscri, c\u00e2nd cineva le-a adus vestea groaznic\u0103 a mor\u021bii lui Cetin, participant \u0219i el la kure\u0219. C\u0103zuse \u00een alergare de pe cal \u0219i-\u0219i fr\u00e2nsese g\u00e2tul. \u201eSe vede c\u0103 a\u0219a a vrut Dumnezeu\u201d – au spus unii. Fata lu\u2019 Zeyno a dat doar un \u021bip\u0103t la auzul ve\u0219tii \u0219i nimeni n-a v\u0103zut-o c\u00e2nd s-a strecurat \u0219i a plecat de la nunt\u0103. \u201eOare, ce mi-a mai r\u0103mas? O auzise o prieten\u0103 apropiat\u0103. Dac\u0103 a\u0219 putea lua totul de la cap\u0103t? O, nu! Acum e prea t\u00e2rziu, \u0219tiu c\u0103 e t\u00e2rziu!\u201d \u00cen zarva aceea nimeni n-a observat c\u00e2nd plecase fata lu\u2019 Zeyno.
\n Ajuns\u0103 \u00een camera ei, Gamze a luat de pe un raft o sticlu\u021b\u0103 cu vitriol, iar lichidul din acea sticlu\u021b\u0103 \u00eei f\u0103cea cu ochiul. O sorbise pe toat\u0103. Apoi c\u0103zuse jos, pe covor. \u201eVaiii! Allah\u0103\u0103m!\u201d a strigat, ceva mai t\u00e2rziu, mama ei, c\u00e2nd a intrat \u00een camera fetei. \u0218i s-a n\u0103pustit afar\u0103 cu fata \u00een bra\u021be, \u021bip\u00e2nd dup\u0103 ajutor. A\u0219a a g\u0103sit-o Lina. Iar pe Gamze au salvat-o cu laptele muls de la o m\u0103g\u0103ri\u021b\u0103 cu m\u00e2nz. Omurie, femeia care se pricepea oarecum la boli \u0219i le\u0219inuri, a sosit \u00een grab\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103-i \u0219tearg\u0103 trupul cu ap\u0103 s\u0103rat\u0103 \u0219i o\u021bet. Gamze a fost readus\u0103 la via\u021b\u0103, \u00eens\u0103 fata a r\u0103mas f\u0103r\u0103 grai. Un vechi proverb spune c\u0103 \u201ezeii iau min\u021bile celui pe care vor s\u0103-l piard\u0103\u201d. \u0218i mi-am adus aminte de povestea lui Ali\u0219ar \u0219i de pova\u021ba tat\u0103lui s\u0103u: \u201eFiule, lumea este asemenea unui fierar. Dac\u0103 nu te arde focul de la cov\u0103lia lui, ori dac\u0103 nu-\u021bi scoate un ochi sau ochii pe am\u00e2ndoi cu sc\u00e2nteile de la nicovala lui, negre\u0219it are s\u0103 te \u00een\u0103bu\u0219e cu fum\u0103ria lui. Dar tu, dac\u0103 nu cuno\u0219ti \u0219i nu st\u0103p\u00e2ne\u0219ti aceste pericole, nu-\u021bi da cu p\u0103rerea \u0219i nu te b\u0103ga!\u201d De la ai mei \u0219tiam c\u0103 t\u0103tarii sunt un popor capabil de mult\u0103 r\u0103bdare, rezist\u00e2nd la boal\u0103, la moarte, la bun\u0103stare, la s\u0103r\u0103cie, la toate…
\n Am mai \u00eencercat eu s-o trag de limb\u0103 pe bunica, s\u0103-mi mai povesteasc\u0103 c\u00e2te ceva, ce mai auzise \u0219i la al\u021bii, despre povestea celor doi neferici\u021bi \u00eendr\u0103gosti\u021bi care n-avuseser\u0103 parte de bucuria vie\u021bii, \u00eens\u0103 bunica ori nu \u0219tia nici ea prea multe, ori nu era \u00eenc\u0103 de nasul meu acea \u00eent\u00e2mplare, care s\u00e2nger\u0103 \u00een mahalaua noastr\u0103 at\u00e2tea inimi \u0219i care avea s\u0103 m\u0103 urm\u0103reasc\u0103 \u0219i pe mine cu suflarea ei \u00eengereasc\u0103. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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