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Monday, September 11, 2006

Home weekend made in Poland

Primul weekend in care stau acasa. Numesc acasa camera de la demisolul casei roz de pe Szczekin Krotowa 4, Olsztyn.
Vineri am fost fortata de o sinuzita sa stau in pat pana la ora 12, astfel incat nu am ajuns la servici. Mi-am facut o supa la plic pe care am imbunatatit-o cu cativa cartofi, asa cum facea mama la mare, in concediu, atunci cand stateam la gazda. Seara am fost in sediul @, sa scriu articolul pentru buletinul Universitatii si sa-l trimit.
Luna era atat de frumoasa vineri seara, incat imi venea sa stau afara, cu ea. Dar frigul ma tragea de maneca si imi aducea aminte ca ar trebui sa intru in casa. A fost o seara banala, in care am adormit gandindu-ma la cei dragi, asa cum se intampla de altfel in fiecare seara.
Sambata a fost o zi cu activitati casnice (mancare, spalat rufe, putina ordine prin hartii).
Sambata seara m-am simtit singura, uitata de toti. Pana cand telefonul a sunat. Cred ca era ultima persoana la care ma gandeam ca putea fi. O persoana care inseamna mult pentru mine, dar careia nu speram sa-i mai aud vocea prea curand. Ma suna sa-mi spuna ca a doua zi pleaca din Polonia, pleaca acasa, la familie, la prieteni. Sansa de a ne mai vedea vreodata este incerta, depinde de viata fiecaruia. Se spune ca viitorul ti-l faci singur. Desi nu am stat decat 2 weekend-uri in preajma acestei persoane, a reusit sa-mi induca un sentiment de siguranta de care aveam nevoie. Iar acum, cand mi-a spus ca pleaca, desi stiam, ma simt si mai singura.
Cand am intrat in @, unul din obiectivele mele a fost sa ajung la o conferinta internationala. Intamplarea a facut sa ajung la cea mai mare, Congresul International. Sentimentele pe care le ai in momentul in care stai in aceeasi sala cu alti 800 de membri @, oameni din 94 de tari, sunt inexplicabile in cuvinte. Numai cine a trait asa ceva poate intelege ce vreau sa zic.
Dupa 6 saptamani in Polonia, pot spune ca experimentasem internationalismul. Dar experienta IC-ului este unica si i-as dori fiecarui membru @ sa poata atinge astfel de sentimente. Iti faci prieteni din toate colturile lumii, pe care nu stii daca ii mai vezi vreodata, dar care te vor ajuta atunci cand te astepti mai putin si te vor surprinde cu o veste de la ei atunci cand credeai ca te-am uitat.
The first weekend of staying home. I call home the room in the pink house on Szczekin Krotowa 4, Olsztyn.
On Friday I was pushed by a sinusitis to stay in bed till noon, so I wasn't able to reach work. I made a Knorr soup and added some potatoes in it, like my mother used to do in holiday, at the seaside. In the evening I was in @ office, to write the article for University' newspaper and to send it.
The moon was so beautiful Friday evening, that I wished to stay outside longer, watching her. But it was cold and the weather told me that I should enter the house. It was an ordinary evening, and I fell asleep thinking about my dears, as usually happens.
Saturday was for home activities (cooking, washing, cleaning).
Saturday evening I was feeling alone, forgotten by all. Till the phone rang up. It was the last person I was thinking about. A person that means a lot to me, but a had little hope to hear his voice again. He was calling me to say that the next day he was leaving Poland, going home, to his family and friends. The chance of seeing each other again is unknown, it depends on everybody's life. It is said that you make your future by your own. Although we stayed one near the other just 2 weekends, he succeeded to make me feel the safety that I needed. And now, when he told that he's leaving, although I knew, I feel more lonelyness around me.
When I joined @, one of my objectives was to go to an international conference. And I had the luck to be in the biggest, International Congress. The feelings that are passing you when you are in the same showroom with 800 @ members, people from 94 contries, are not possible to be put in words. Only who passed through this can understand me.
After 6 weeks in Poland, I can say that I knew what internationalism is. But the IC experience is unique and I wish for every @ member to feel that kind of feelings. You make friends all over the world, whom you don't know if you'll ever see them again, but that will help you when you expect less and they will surprise you with a "Hello"" when you thought that they fotget about you.

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