Fragrance (novel) [21]

Pr. Dr. Dorin Octavian Picioruș

Fragrance

(novel)

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The beginning of a novel is the joy of receiving an enlightenment from God. Because you have received a door to people’s hearts, to their lives, to the lives of those you are talking about. His walk, on the street, at dusk, shrouded in sadness, is a question about the woman in his life. Is she there, as an intrigue or as a trace, as a residue of pain? A lady, open to men’s dramas, keeps begging women to stop needlessly shaking men, to stop killing them for days, but to be attentive and loving with them. Because you have nothing to gain by yelling all day, by gouging out his eyes, by making him feel guilty every day. And couple podcasts, in which the family life is discussed with intelligence and humor, are the ones that spark discussions. Which fill online socializing. Because they access easy, routine topics. But the real discussions are behind the couples who have operas to show and not just a way of being. And there you see them how they are silent, how they are not found in your work, in your life, and how they try to induce in you the idea that you are „not worth it” to them. Because they, the many, want a continuous fair, they want you to entertain them, but not to wake them up from their drowsiness. Your work means „a stress”, your beliefs „too big fads”, they pass on, to others, who make them waste their time. And wasting time is the great illusion of people. But you, the one who is constantly gaining your time, are not dealing with failure, but with ghostual growth.

The shopping interface brings the courier to your door. Every time a different one. The pin code is the only relationship between you and him. Sometimes you also need your identity card, so that you are none other than the one who paid with the card. Minimal exchange of words. He’s in a hurry, you want to open the package. He takes the elevator down, you close the lock. And, often, you get what you pay for. But, sometimes, that’s not how it works! Because you must get angry, be disappointed by what you received, promise yourself that you won’t buy from them again…But who to buy from? The city is becoming increasingly empty of commodities and increasingly full of food. You must walk whole kilometers to get a pair of pants, a mouse, an adjustable table. And you must turn to them, to those who keep the products in the fields, in barns, away from our eyes, so that they can bring them to the city in two or three days. Going and coming back of the couriers from field is like our going and coming back from work. If you don’t like the going and coming back, that’s your business, but you must make all this route back and forth.

This time all the packages were good! I hastily opened them and looked at the products. It is a great blessing of the Mostpure Mistress when all comes with peace. The air conditioning is at 23 degrees, I knew two pin codes, but not the third. For which I sent a message with my name to the courier. And this was considered the correlative of the pin code that I did not have. I paid for one parcel, and 4 others were paid. Rapid exchanges of information. The one who had gone out to smoke, speaking english, thought I wanted to talk to him. Or that I’m waiting for him to come out from dumpster. But I reassured him by telling him I was waiting for a courier.  And then he saw the courier come, and he went about his business. We pass each other and just ask each other if we have any particular interest. It’s called politeness, it’s called indifference, it’s called pragmatism. He’s a guest for a few days. He’s just passing through our country. Romania is not his country, but a transit country. But I live here, I serve here, I find salvation here! I too have been and will be a traveler and I know the feeling of foreignness. And when you’re far from home, any good word means friendship, hospitality, a time without nerves. Because nerves do arise, but it’s better to have as few or none as possible.