Wednesday, 26 September 2007

la pas cu saltimbancii


Sleepless night !Like one of my friends said, when he came to the dorm room with a jar of jam in his hand (in that dorm room I stayed illegally for 6 years. On this occasion , I have to thank all the ex-roommates of my wife on this occasion for baring with me)That’s what a sleepless night meant for him , all of us hanging around on whatever space we could find and talking about all sorts of things, stupid things. A sleepless night with circus people, masks, fireworks, smoke….this can be orchestrated by any lousy mayor of any European city, but what adi voicu (that’s the name of this friend of mine) used to pull with one jar of jam , all those stories about his minor girl-friend from vadu pasi, allthis is a lot harder to achieve .And a finally worthy :” we’ll see each other , when we’ll see each other”

Noapte alba ! Cum spunea un un amic de-al meu, cand se infiinta seara in camera de camin cu un borcan de dulceata in mana (in camera de camin am stat timp de sase ani ilegal. Pe aceasta cale tin sa le multumesc tuturor fostelor colege de camera ale sotiei mele ca m-au suportat) . Asta insemna pentru el noapte alba .sa stam care mai de care atarnati prin paturi si sa debitam (a nu se intelege ca se debita ca in atelierul de tamplarie metalica cu foarfeca), tampenii . Noapte alba cu picioroange, masti, artificii, fum...asta poate orice amarat de primar de capitala europeana sa organizeze, dar ce reusea adi voicu (ca asa il cheama pe acest amic),sa faca cu un borcan de dulceata, si povesti despre prietena lui minora din vadu pasi, mai rar. Si o incheiere mai prejos nici ca se putea :"ne vedem cand ne-om intalni"

Si a fost noapte alba la Bucuresti,









3 comments:

andrei said...

Interesant. Idei bune.

ioana cirlig said...

faine :) ecranul de apa am auzit ca totusi s-a petrecut undeva...

mazgalina said...

omg!!!!! ca t urasc :P......