(New) Story for the nation

septembrie 27, 2008 at 2:05 pm | In "Elegii de când eram mai tânăr" | Leave a Comment

Pentru cei oarecum interesati de incercarile literare ale subsemnatei ( asa stangace cum sunt ele :”> ), tin sa anunt cu mandrie ca :> la ultima curatenie mi-am gasit mapa cu compuneri scrise in timpul pregatirii pentru Olimpiada. Si pentru ca (deocamdata) inspiratia mea nu se canalizeaza pe short-stories, am sa va prezint una sau doua din aceste creatii mai vechi. Compunerea de mai jos este chiar ultima pe care am scris-o inainte de a ma imbarca catre Slatina si, deoarece e si singura care nu a suferit nicio corectura (marturisesc ca a durat muuult pana sa ajung la aceasta performanta), mi-am facut curaj sa o public. Stiu ca pare cam banala si lipsita de un mesaj anume, dar atunci cand am scris-o m-am gandit … oare sunt mereu lucrurile ceea ce par? Nu, nu fac nicio aluzie, pur si simplu la asta ma gandeam la acel moment. Lecturare placuta! :D (si nu va lasati indusi in eroare de titlul idilic)

DREAMS

                           by ME … (again)

On the corner of a busy street, two tramps were talking to each other. Suddenly, one of them said:

“Listen, have you ever wondered what your life would have been like if you hadn`t dropped ot of school?”

“Oh, yes!” the other one answered, “I thought about it for so many times …”

“Then what would you have liked to become?”

“Well, I have always wanted to be be a businessman.”

“What a coincidence, me too!” the first tramp exclaimed. “Who wouldn`t fancy a life like theirs, with money pouring into their pockets without moving a finger?”

“Indeed, it is the best job I can think of.” the second one said. “What a fool I`ve been! Had I studied hard when I was a child, I would have had nothing to worry about for the rest of my life.”

The conversation was interrupted when an expensive car stopped right in front of the two tramps. A tall, ellegant man got of it. He was talking loudly on his mobile phone and was gesticulating hysterically. As he was heading towards a block of flats, he became so irritated that he started to shout at his interlocutor while a vein on his forehead was pulsing quickly.

“Perhaps I omitted one little detail.” said the second tramp. “I never thought how stressful this job must be. Where is the peace and quiet in their lives? Now, if I give it a second thought, I wouldn`t give up being a tramp for anything in the world!”

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