{"id":289,"date":"2008-11-30T07:43:00","date_gmt":"2008-11-30T05:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/?p=289"},"modified":"2010-02-24T18:11:12","modified_gmt":"2010-02-24T16:11:12","slug":"cluj-day-1-preambul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/2008\/11\/cluj-day-1-preambul\/","title":{"rendered":"Cluj &#8211; day 1 [preambul]"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"entry\">\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Trenul Timi\u015foara &#8211; Ia\u015fi, cu oprire la Cluj pentru mine. Diminea\u0163\u0103, un frig pl\u0103cut \u015fi un ceas ce arat\u0103 orele 06:54. Un \u015fuier, un repede zvon, \u015fi gata, suntem pe drum! Goale sunt compartimentele, tare goale, \u015fi domne\u015fte un aer c\u0103scat \u00eentre dou\u0103 gene \u00eensomnorate \u00eenc\u0103. Lumina din compartiment zace \u015fi ea la minim, f\u0103r\u0103 vreun rost. Ie\u015firea din Timi\u015foara prin Gara de Sud am f\u0103cut-o de&nbsp; zeci de ori, \u015ftiu traseul din cap aproape, \u015fi destul rute mai apoi .. a\u015fa c\u0103 pentru un ceas sau dou\u0103, c\u0103\u015ftile devin companion mai pl\u0103cut dec\u00e2t peisajul.<\/p>\n<p>Dar trec minutele, trec repede, \u015fi m\u0103 treze\u015fte adierea de lumin\u0103 de afar\u0103. Soarele \u00eenc\u0103 n-a r\u0103s\u0103rit, dar se i\u0163e\u015fte, iar lumina lui galben-l\u0103ptoas\u0103 \u00eemi aduce un z\u00e2mbet dintr-un cotlon ascuns al sufletului: ca or\u0103\u015fean, ui\u0163i de micile bucurii ca aceasta, nu mai prive\u015fti r\u0103s\u0103ritul dec\u00e2t \u00een wallpapere, iar dac\u0103 totu\u015fi stai nop\u0163ile special pentru asta, totu\u015fi el e \u00eentinat de zgomotul civiliza\u0163iei care te \u00eempresoar\u0103. Aici, nu suntem dec\u00e2t noi &#8230; soarele \u015fi \u0163\u0103c\u0103nitul mecanic al ro\u0163ilor de tren. \u015ei miri\u015ftea \u00eentins\u0103, nesf\u00e2r\u015fit\u0103, a unei Rom\u00e2nii \u00eenc\u0103 prea agrar\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Arad. Gara Oradea. Urc\u0103 oameni necunoscu\u0163i, \u015fi totu\u015fi parc\u0103 i-a\u015f cunoa\u015fte de o via\u0163\u0103. Calc\u0103 demn, ap\u0103sat, au un aer \u00eenchegat \u015fi o alur\u0103 misterioas\u0103. Sunt ardeleni, prin urmare \u00eei cunosc. La fel cum, acas\u0103 \u00een Timi\u015foara, recunosc s\u00e2rbii de la un kilometru distan\u0163\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-i aud vorbind. Sunt de-ai mei, cum s-ar zice, rom\u00e2ni de prin nordul \u0163\u0103rii, rom\u00e2ni care tr\u0103iesc balansa\u0163i \u00eentre dou\u0103 culturi, rom\u00e2ni care prin via\u0163a lor sunt mult mai patrio\u0163i dec\u00e2t al\u0163i demagogi ai capitalei. Dar divaghez.<\/p>\n<p>Trenul merge. Simt c\u0103 urc\u0103m. Nasul pe geam, \u015fi un v\u00e2nt rece m\u0103 taie degrab\u0103. Da, trecem de la Rom\u00e2nia agrar\u0103 la Rom\u00e2nia pastoral\u0103, trecem prin mici s\u0103tucuri cu case la fel de drepte \u015fi seme\u0163e, printre st\u00e2nci \u015fi curbe, \u00eentre mioare \u015fi c\u00e2ini. C\u00e2\u0163iva \u0163ig\u0103nu\u015fi danseaz\u0103 pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 tren, f\u0103r\u0103 a \u015fti probabil nici ei de ce. Parc\u0103 \u015fi ei sunt mai .. puri, \u00een dansul lor copil\u0103resc, f\u0103r\u0103 a fi agresivi sau nesim\u0163i\u0163i. Pur \u015fi simplu se bucur\u0103 c\u0103 prin pustietatea lor trece trenul, trec fiin\u0163e vii.<\/p>\n<p>E ora 11 \u015fi jum\u0103tate. Foarte multe ape am l\u0103sat deja \u00een urm\u0103, mul\u0163i aburi reci \u015fi un aer \u00eemb\u0103t\u0103tor de tare. Primele z\u0103pezi pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 linia ferat\u0103. Mai un ceas \u015fi voi fi \u00een Cluj. Can&#8217;t wait. Dac\u0103 sudul \u0163\u0103rii e plin de oameni iu\u0163i, oameni iu\u0163i la minte, aici \u00een nord se coc marile caractere. Poate e frigul care \u00eei face pe oameni rezisten\u0163i. Poate e \u00een\u0103l\u0163imea. Nu \u015ftiu, dar cert este c\u0103 m\u0103 a\u015ftept s\u0103 g\u0103sesc un ora\u015f la fel de civilizat ca Sibiul.<\/p><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">[scris in tren]<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Trenul Timi\u015foara &#8211; Ia\u015fi, cu oprire la Cluj pentru mine. Diminea\u0163\u0103, un frig pl\u0103cut \u015fi un ceas ce arat\u0103 orele 06:54. Un \u015fuier, un repede zvon, \u015fi gata, suntem pe drum! Goale sunt compartimentele, tare goale, \u015fi domne\u015fte un aer c\u0103scat \u00eentre dou\u0103 gene \u00eensomnorate \u00eenc\u0103. Lumina din compartiment zace \u015fi ea la minim, f\u0103r\u0103 &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-289","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-fara","7":"anons"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/289","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=289"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/289\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":860,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/289\/revisions\/860"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=289"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=289"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=289"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}