{"id":62026,"date":"2017-05-13T05:42:13","date_gmt":"2017-05-13T05:42:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/?p=62026"},"modified":"2017-05-13T05:42:13","modified_gmt":"2017-05-13T05:42:13","slug":"kolcsonsorok-ioan-es-pop-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/?p=62026","title":{"rendered":"K\u00f6lcs\u00f6nsorok: Ioan Es. Pop"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hat\u00e1rok k\u00f6z\u00f6tt \/ \u00centre frontiere<\/strong><\/h2>\n

Bukarest Pantelimon fel\u0151li bej\u00e1rat\u00e1n\u00e1l roppant g\u00f6d\u00f6r t\u00e1tong, ahov\u00e1 a v\u00e1ros szemet\u00e9t hordj\u00e1k imm\u00e1r t\u00f6bb \u00e9vtizede.<\/p>\n

Van olyan nagy, mint egy lak\u00f3telep, s a hetvenes \u00e9vek sor\u00e1n holmi leg\u00e9nylak\u00e1sokat pr\u00f3b\u00e1ltak itt \u00e9p\u00edteni. Csakhogy a hely kiv\u00e1laszt\u00e1sa nem a legszerencs\u00e9sebb m\u00f3don t\u00f6rt\u00e9nt: az \u00e9p\u00edt\u0151k meg\u00e9rkeztek, m\u00e9regettek \u00e9s tervezgettek, \u00e9p\u00edt\u0151anyagot \u00e9s szerelv\u00e9nyeket hozattak, \u00e9s nekil\u00e1ttak ki\u00e1sni az alapokat, de valamennyi pr\u00f3b\u00e1lkoz\u00e1s dac\u00e1ra sem siker\u00fclt ak\u00e1r egy sz\u00e1ll\u00e1st befejezni. B\u00e1r az alapoz\u00e1sba a kellet\u00e9n\u00e9l t\u00f6bb ac\u00e9lt \u00e9s betont bele\u00f6ltek, p\u00e1r h\u00e9t m\u00falva m\u00e9ly reped\u00e9sek jelentkeztek, amelyekt\u0151l szeml\u00e1tom\u00e1st megrong\u00e1l\u00f3dott: a k\u0151 porladni kezdett, a t\u00e9gla m\u00e1llott, s az omladoz\u00e1s vesz\u00e9lye minden\u00fctt fenn\u00e1llt. A tr\u00f6szt tett m\u00e9g n\u00e9h\u00e1ny t\u00e9tova k\u00eds\u00e9rletet, majd az eg\u00e9szet f\u00e9lbehagyta \u00e9s a telket visszaadt\u00e1k eredeti rendeltet\u00e9s\u00e9nek.<\/p>\n

Az egyetlen, aki ma m\u00e9g ismeri a hely t\u00f6rt\u00e9net\u00e9t, Costaiche n\u00e9vre hallgat, akivel egy este futottam \u00f6ssze egy k\u00f6zeli, koszos cseh\u00f3ban. Mindketten sokat ittunk, s ezalatt megs\u00fagta, semmi es\u00e9lyem r\u00e1, hogy azon az \u00e9jszak\u00e1n hazajutok, meg is h\u00edvott h\u00e1t, legyek a vend\u00e9ge. J\u00f3zanul be se l\u00e9ptem volna \u00e1ll\u00edt\u00f3lagos otthon\u00e1ba, de csak reggelre vettem \u00e9szre, hogy ez egy mindenf\u00e9le l\u00e1d\u00e1val \u00e9s kartondobozzal b\u00e9lelt od\u00fa, a roppant szemetes g\u00f6d\u00f6r oldal\u00e1ba v\u00e1jva, amit\u0151l azt\u00e1n elborzadtam. Costaiche viszont ragaszkodott hozz\u00e1, hogy m\u00e9g egy \u00f3r\u00e1cska erej\u00e9ig tartsak vele, hogy megmutassa nekem azt a mit tudom \u00e9n, micsod\u00e1t, amire \u0151 az \u00e9let\u00e9t f\u00f6ltette, \u00e9s ami\u00e9rt nem volt hajland\u00f3 megv\u00e1lni a Helyt\u0151l.<\/p>\n

Tudod, milyen nap van ma? – k\u00e9rdezte t\u0151lem Costaiche. Nem tudom, v\u00e1laszoltam, mire r\u00e1msz\u00f3lt, k\u00f6vessem \u0151t a g\u00f6d\u00f6r k\u00f6zep\u00e9ig. \u00c1llj meg itt, parancsolt r\u00e1m egy id\u0151 ut\u00e1n, \u00e9s akkor r\u00e1j\u00f6ttem, hogy b\u00e1r m\u00e9g d\u00e9l sem volt, ama r\u00e9szen s\u00f6t\u00e9t \u00e9jszaka honolt. Tekintetem mindegyre a Napot kereste, a Nap viszont nem volt sehol. \u00c9s k\u00f6r\u00f6sk\u00f6r\u00fcl hi\u00e1nyzott a szem\u00e9t is. Ijedten l\u00e1ttam meg viszont, mik\u00e9nt csurgott le az \u00e9gen, eg\u00e9szen m\u00e1s ir\u00e1nyban, mik\u00e9nt a mi vil\u00e1gunk Napja, egy s\u00f6t\u00e9t nap, amely alatt, \u00fagy t\u0171nt, m\u00e1s id\u0151kb\u0151l j\u00f6tt k\u00f6rmenet vonult, a k\u00f6rvonalak alig voltak kivehet\u0151ek, a dombon szerencs\u00e9tlen, rongyokba \u00f6lt\u00f6z\u00f6tt megk\u00ednzott kapaszkodott f\u00f6l, rekedtes vez\u00e9nyszavak \u00e9s s\u00edrdog\u00e1l\u00e1s k\u00f6zepette. A dombtet\u0151n, egy fel\u00e1ll\u00edtott fap\u00f3zn\u00e1n a rongyos f\u00fcgg\u00f6tt megfesz\u00edtve, majd sok-sok izgalom ut\u00e1n \u2013 embertelen cs\u00f6nd, s mindenf\u00e9le szerzetek, amint a rongyokba burkolt test\u00e9t egy k\u0151 al\u00e1 rejtik.<\/p>\n

Fogalmam sincs, mik\u00e9nt menek\u00fcltem meg a l\u00e1tom\u00e1sok helysz\u00edn\u00e9r\u0151l. Costachie mellettem \u00e1llt, a g\u00f6d\u00f6r perem\u00e9n, vil\u00e1gunk napja ism\u00e9t a fej\u00fcnk f\u00f6l\u00f6tt ragyogott.
\nMa volt a s\u00edrbat\u00e9tel napja, jegyezte meg Costaiche. \u00c9s vannak napok, amikor onnan sok egy\u00e9b, hasonl\u00f3 dolog l\u00e1that\u00f3.<\/p>\n

72-ben, amikor utolj\u00e1ra pr\u00f3b\u00e1ltak meg valamit \u00e9p\u00edteni e helyre, m\u00e9rn\u00f6k voltam, \u00e9s p\u00e1r \u00e9jszak\u00e1mat a munk\u00e1sbarakkban t\u00f6lt\u00f6ttem. Tulajdonk\u00e9ppen szemernyit sem aludtam, \u00e9jjel-nappal str\u00e1zs\u00e1ltam, meg szerettem volna \u00e9rteni, mi is \u00e1llhat az \u00e9p\u00fcletek szokatlanul gyors m\u00e1l\u00e1sa \u00e9s el\u00f6reged\u00e9se h\u00e1tter\u00e9ben. \u00c9ppen a g\u00f6d\u00f6r ama r\u00e9sz\u00e9hez \u00e9rtem \u2013 ahol az el\u0151bb veled voltam -, mikor a l\u00e1tom\u00e1s megjelent. A t\u00f6bbiek t\u00e1voztak, \u00e9n maradtam.<\/p>\n

Ism\u00e9t pr\u00f3b\u00e1t tettem, \u00e9s az \u00e9lm\u00e9ny jelent\u00e9s\u00e9n t\u0171n\u0151dtem. A gyorsas\u00e1g ut\u00e1n \u00edt\u00e9lve, amivel a z\u00f3na minden anyagit mag\u00e1nba szippant, r\u00e1j\u00f6ttem, hogy ott egy sz\u00e9ls\u0151s\u00e9ges t\u00e9rritkul\u00e1si pont tal\u00e1lhat\u00f3, vagy tal\u00e1n \u00e9ppen egy \u00fajfajta t\u00e9r. Esem\u00e9nyritka id\u0151 \u00e9s anyagritka t\u00e9r.<\/p>\n

Azt gyan\u00edtom, hogy e helyen, ahol a jelennek nyoma v\u00e9sz, m\u00e1s id\u0151k t\u00f6rt\u00e9n\u00e9sei telepednek egym\u00e1sra, amelyek az \u00e1t\u00e9l\u00e9s intenzit\u00e1s\u00e1nak f\u00fcggv\u00e9ny\u00e9ben \u0151rzik a szerepl\u0151k \u00e9s a k\u00f6r\u00fclm\u00e9nyek t\u00f6bb\u00e9-kev\u00e9sb\u00e9 kirajzol\u00f3d\u00f3 k\u00f6rvonalait. L\u00e1ttam dolgokat, amelyekr\u0151l nem hiszem el, hogy a m\u00faltb\u00f3l, ann\u00e1l ink\u00e1bb a j\u00f6v\u0151b\u0151l j\u00f6nnek.<\/p>\n

Most m\u00e1r meg\u00e9rted, mi\u00e9rt h\u00edvnak engem egyszer\u0171en Costaich\u00e9nak, \u00e9s mi\u00e9rt nem fordul meg a fejemben, hogy elmenjek innen?<\/p>\n

Nou\u0103zeci, nr. 14, 1993 j\u00fanius<\/em><\/p>\n

Ford\u00edtotta: Cseke G\u00e1bor<\/strong><\/p>\n

\n

La cap\u0103tul dinspre Pantelimon al Bucure\u015ftiului se afl\u0103 o groap\u0103 imens\u0103, \u00een care sunt depozitate, de mai multe decenii \u00eencoace, gunoaiele ora\u015fului.<\/em><\/p>\n

E o \u00eentindere de m\u0103rimea unui sfert de cartier \u015fi, prin anii \u201970, s-a \u00eencercat aici construirea unor c\u0103mine pentru nefamili\u015fti. Dar locul n-a fost ales \u00een chipul cel mai fericit: constructorul a venit, a f\u0103cut m\u0103sur\u0103tori \u015fi proiecte, a adus materiale \u015fi instala\u0163ii \u015fi a trecut la excava\u0163iile pentru temelii, dar toate \u00eencerc\u0103rile de finalizare m\u0103car a unui edificiu au e\u015fuat. De\u015fi funda\u0163ia era turnat\u0103 cu o mare risip\u0103 de beton \u015fi de fier, dup\u0103 pu\u0163ine s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni ap\u0103reau \u00een ea fisuri grave, care o \u015fubrezeau v\u0103z\u00e2nd cu ochii: piatra se sub\u0163ia, c\u0103r\u0103mida se \u00eenmuia, destr\u0103marea se f\u0103cea vizibil\u0103 \u00een fiecare punct al ei. Au mai urmat c\u00e2teva tentative asem\u0103n\u0103toare din partea trustului, apoi totul a fost l\u0103sat balt\u0103, locul fiind redat vechii sale destina\u0163ii.<\/em><\/p>\n

Singurul care mai \u015ftie istoria lui, azi, este Costaiche, cu care m-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit \u00eentr-o sear\u0103 la un birt murdar de prin preajm\u0103. Am b\u0103ut am\u00e2ndoi mult \u015fi mi-a dezv\u0103luit c\u0103 \u015ftie c\u0103 n-am cum s\u0103 mai ajung \u00een noaptea aceea acas\u0103, a\u015fa c\u0103 m-a f\u0103cut invitatul s\u0103u. Dac\u0103 a\u015f fi fost treaz, n-a\u015f fi intrat \u00een pretinsa lui locuin\u0163\u0103; abia diminea\u0163a mi-am dat seama c\u0103 aceasta era de fapt o scobitur\u0103 \u2013 bandajat\u0103 cu l\u0103zi \u015fi cartoane de toate felurile \u2013 \u00een \u0163\u0103rmul uria\u015fei gropi de gunoi, fapt care m-a cutremurat. Costaiche, \u00eens\u0103, a \u0163inut s\u0103 mai r\u0103m\u00e2n un ceas cu el, pentru c\u0103 avea s\u0103-mi arate acel nu \u015ftiu ce pentru care sta el de o via\u0163\u0103 acolo \u015fi pentru care nu voia s\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103seasc\u0103 locul.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u015etii ce zi e azi? m-a \u00eentrebat Costaiche. I-am r\u0103spuns c\u0103 nu \u015fi atunci mi-a cerut s\u0103 merg cu el \u00eenspre mijlocul gropii. Opre\u015fte-te aici, mi-a poruncit la un moment dat, \u015fi atunci mi-am dat seama c\u0103, de\u015fi nu era nici m\u0103car la amiaz\u0103, \u00een locul acela se l\u0103sase noaptea. M-am v\u0103zut silit s\u0103 caut cu ochii Soarele, dar Soarele nu mai era. Nu mai erau nici gunoaiele de primprejur. Am v\u0103zut, \u00een schimb, cu spaim\u0103, cum curgea pe cer, \u00een alt\u0103 direc\u0163ie dec\u00e2t Soarele lumii noastre, un soare \u00eentunecat, pe sub care p\u0103rea s\u0103 treac\u0103 o procesiune din alt timp; contururile nu erau tocmai clare, un biet zdren\u0163\u0103ros biciuit urca o colin\u0103, se auzeau comenzi r\u0103gu\u015fite \u015fi pl\u00e2nsete. Un lemn ridicat pe v\u00e2rful colinei, zdren\u0163\u0103rosul \u0163intuit acolo, apoi, dup\u0103 mult\u0103 agita\u0163ie \u2013 o lini\u015fte inuman\u0103, un p\u00e2lc de f\u0103pturi a\u015fez\u00e2ndu-l pe zdren\u0163\u0103ros sub o lespede.<\/em><\/p>\n

Nu \u015ftiu cum am ie\u015fit din acel teritoriu al vedeniei. Costaiche st\u0103tea l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine pe marginea gropii, Soarele lumii noastre era din nou deasupra.<\/em><\/p>\n

Azi a fost ziua punerii \u00een morm\u00e2nt, a zis Costaiche. Dar sunt zile c\u00e2nd de acolo po\u0163i vedea multe alte lucruri asemenea. \u015ei-\u0163i pot spune \u015fi ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00cen \u201972, c\u00e2nd au \u00eencercat ultima oar\u0103 s\u0103 construiasc\u0103 pe acest loc, eram inginer \u015fi am dormit c\u00e2teva nop\u0163i \u00een bar\u0103cile muncitorilor. De fapt nu am dormit, ci am stat de veghe zi \u015fi noapte, str\u0103duindu-m\u0103 s\u0103 \u00een\u0163eleg ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu \u015fubrezirea \u015fi \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nirea neobi\u015fnuit de rapid\u0103 a construc\u0163iilor. Am nimerit \u00een punctul acela al gropii \u2013 unde ai fost \u015fi tu mai devreme \u2013 tocmai c\u00e2nd se derula viziunea. Ceilal\u0163i au plecat, eu am r\u0103mas.<\/em><\/p>\n

Am repetat experien\u0163a \u015fi i-am c\u0103utat un \u00een\u0163eles. Dup\u0103 repeziciunea cu care zona \u00eenghite tot ce e material, mi-am dat seama c\u0103 acolo se afl\u0103 un punct de rarefiere extrem\u0103 a spa\u0163iului, poate chiar un alt spa\u0163iu. Timp rarefiat de evenimente \u015fi spa\u0163iu rarefiat de materie. Cred c\u0103 peste acest loc unde prezentul dispare se suprapun \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri din alte vremuri, care p\u0103streaz\u0103, dup\u0103 intensitatea cu care au fost tr\u0103ite, contururi mai mult sau mai pu\u0163in consistente ale acelor oameni \u015fi \u00eemprejur\u0103ri. Am v\u0103zut \u015fi lucruri care nu cred c\u0103 vin din urm\u0103, ci din viitor.<\/em><\/p>\n

Acum \u00een\u0163elegi de ce m\u0103 cheam\u0103 doar Costaiche \u015fi de ce nu m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc s\u0103 plec de aici?<\/em><\/p>\n

Nou\u0103zeci, nr. 14, iunie 1993<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Hat\u00e1rok k\u00f6z\u00f6tt \/ \u00centre frontiere Bukarest Pantelimon fel\u0151li bej\u00e1rat\u00e1n\u00e1l roppant g\u00f6d\u00f6r t\u00e1tong, ahov\u00e1 a v\u00e1ros szemet\u00e9t hordj\u00e1k imm\u00e1r t\u00f6bb \u00e9vtizede. Van olyan nagy, mint egy lak\u00f3telep, s a hetvenes \u00e9vek sor\u00e1n holmi leg\u00e9nylak\u00e1sokat pr\u00f3b\u00e1ltak itt \u00e9p\u00edteni. Csakhogy a hely kiv\u00e1laszt\u00e1sa nem a legszerencs\u00e9sebb m\u00f3don t\u00f6rt\u00e9nt: az \u00e9p\u00edt\u0151k meg\u00e9rkeztek, m\u00e9regettek \u00e9s tervezgettek, \u00e9p\u00edt\u0151anyagot \u00e9s szerelv\u00e9nyeket hozattak, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-62026","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-regi-kafebol","category-novella"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62026","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=62026"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62026\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=62026"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=62026"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=62026"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}