{"id":2479,"date":"2010-08-22T18:25:48","date_gmt":"2010-08-22T15:25:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.wordpress.com\/?p=2479"},"modified":"2017-02-14T21:02:46","modified_gmt":"2017-02-14T18:02:46","slug":"prima-mea-poveste-de-dragoste","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/prima-mea-poveste-de-dragoste\/","title":{"rendered":"Prima mea poveste de dragoste"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>F\u0103ceam curat prin ni\u015fte cutii \u015fi am g\u0103sit caietul cu pricina. Caiet gen clasa I, cu linii \u00eentret\u0103iate. pe atunci aveam un scris curat \u015fi frumos, de\u015fi ap\u0103sam ferm cu stiloul \u00een h\u00e2rtie \u015fi buleam dou\u0103 peni\u0163e pe trimestru. Mi se prezicea o personalitate puternic\u0103. Au gre\u015fit &#8211; \u00een realitate sunt o bleag\u0103. Dar prima poveste de dragoste nu o ui\u0163i niciodat\u0103. Po\u0163i s\u0103 r\u00e2zi de ea \u015fi la 30 de ani. Zice menestrelul a\u015fa:<\/p>\n<p>Paco \u015fi Tan\u0163a<\/p>\n<p>Pe ea o chema Tan\u0163a \u015fi o aduseser\u0103 din Constan\u0163a. Dac\u0103 aprindeai un bec, str\u0103lucea ca soarele, dar Paco nu se uita la ea dec\u00e2t pe \u00eentuneric, c\u0103 \u00eei era ru\u015fine. To\u0163i oamenii puneau m\u00e2na pe Tan\u0163a, clan\u0163a din Constan\u0163a &#8211; dar numai Paco \u015ftia c\u0103 Tan\u0163a e mai mult dec\u00e2t at\u00e2t. Paco a\u015ftepta sear\u0103 de sear\u0103, ascuns \u00een p\u00e2nza lui trandafirie, s\u0103 sting\u0103 lumea lumina, apoi se l\u0103sa pe un fir s\u0103 o viziteze pe Tan\u0163a. Tan\u0163a era rece, dar lui Paco \u00eei pl\u0103cea. (Pat\u0103 de cerneal\u0103. Se pare c\u0103 lui Paco \u00eei pl\u0103cea pu\u0163in cam prea tare.) Paco ar fi vrut s\u0103 fie mare, ca un om, \u015fi s-o ia pe tan\u0163a (aici erau deja intimi, Tan\u0163a \u00ee\u015fi pierde majuscula) la el \u00een p\u00e2nz\u0103. Dar el nu avea u\u015f\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2nz\u0103. De aceea nu putea s\u0103 fie cu Tan\u0163a dec\u00e2t noaptea pe \u00eentuneric, c\u00e2nd oamenii dormeau. De aceea Paco era foarte sup\u0103rat \u015fi credea c\u0103 via\u0163a e ur\u00e2t\u0103. P\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi, c\u00e2nd <!--more-->(trei propozi\u0163ii t\u0103iate, ilizibile. Stop demers creativ).<\/p>\n<p>De men\u0163ionat c\u0103 povestea are o baz\u0103 autofic\u0163ional\u0103. Aveam \u00een baie, pe la 5 ani, un p\u0103ianjen mare \u015fi cafeniu, pe care \u00eel botezasem Paco. \u00cemi amintesc c\u0103 mi-l plimbam pe bra\u0163 \u00een timp ce \u00eemi f\u0103ceam nevoile \u015fi m\u0103 g\u00e2dila. Acest Paco real nu avea nici un feti\u015f cu clan\u0163a noastr\u0103 din baie, dar descoperisem eu \u00eentr-o zi ce rim\u0103 melodioas\u0103 fac cuvintele &#8220;clan\u0163a&#8221;, &#8220;Tan\u0163a&#8221; \u015fi &#8220;Constan\u0163a&#8221; \u015fi mi se p\u0103ruse ceva demn de protagonista unei pove\u015fti de dragoste. Din p\u0103cate, \u00een c\u00e2teva zile am \u00eenceput clasa I, iar love story-ul lui Paco \u015fi al clan\u0163ei Tan\u0163a din Constan\u0163a s-a \u00eenecat precum \u0163iganul la mal.<\/p>\n<p>S\u0103 v\u0103rs\u0103m o lacrim\u0103, dar\u0103:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>F\u0103ceam curat prin ni\u015fte cutii \u015fi am g\u0103sit caietul cu pricina. 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