sve je pochelo kad sam upisala prvu godinu studija i upoznala Tamaru. Tamara nije iz Beograda, ali ima neke chudne izvore i stalno me vodi na neka nova mesta koja uglavnom nisu josh "provaljena". tako jedno popodne zavrshimo ona i ja u knjizhari chajdzinici. i ja se potpuno odushevim. u srcu grada,a izolovana od svega.i navuchem se na te fantastichne chajeve. i ne samo na chajeve, nego na sam ritual pijenja chaja. seccam se da smo slavile chak i jedan njen rodjendan tu. u medjuvremenu sam odlazila na razlichita mesta sa razlichitim ljudima. a onda sam posle 100 godina (u martu ili februaru, ne seccam se tachno) otishla sa dechkom tamo na chaj. bila je to interna fora jer sam mu letos na moru uveche kuvala chaj kao poremeccena. pa se navukao sedeli smo tamo i pocheo je da pada sneg.u vreme kad ga niko nije ochekivao. sad kad mislim o tome chini mi se da mi je to bio najlepshi sneg ove godine. mek i spontan. i tad sam potpuno i nepovratno zavolela ovo mesto... zato shto ima mnogo divnih knjiga koje mozhesh da listash i slusha se jazz ili klasika... i zato shto je jedno od retkih mesta gde je zabranjeno pushenje... i i..ii... zato shto dobijesh keksicc uz chaj ili komadicc chokolade... mesto sa srcem... http://www.apropoknjizara.co.yu/ http://www.apropoknjizara.co.yu/multimedija/cajevi.php?id=3

obrisati ogledalo, popiti nes, šetati pored mora, baciti ?ubre, voleti pesak i travu iz blizine,a ne sa fancy fotografija iz kataloga za letovanje, nau?iti da skuvaš novo jelo, sedeti na terasi i naizgled ne raditi ništa, pustiti vazduh da struji od temena do malog prsta na nozi, osetiti koliko zna?i detoksikacija na razli?itim nivoima, i?i pešice, kupiti mali predmet koji ?e te se?ati na...biti pun i prazan u isto vreme, nau?iti da voliš sopstvene praznine i da ceniš sopstvene puno?e ( ), fotografisati nebo i suncobrane i vrtove i stene i sladolede i papu?e i sve druge uzbudljive oblike... slušati jezik koji uopšte ne razumeš i po tonu naga?ati o ?emu pri?aju ti ljudi... pokušati da prihvatiš svoje snove kao deo sebe ?ak iako te to rastužuje...preživeti insomnije (i pomiriti se sa ?injenicom da su i one deo puta), prepustiti se vrelim no?ima, zavoleti telo pored sebe sa svim njegovim oblicima, ušima, prstima i nosem, nau?iti puno o nekome ko ti je toliko blizak da imaš utisak da ga poznaješ od ro?enja. voleti ne?ije disanje u rano jutro kad je sve mirno i ništa se ne ?uje... lagano putovati na duplo dno sebe u potrazi za malom školjkom ili biserom ili srcem... probuditi se u dan gde je vreme nebitno i gde niko ne pita koliko je sati... probati novi sladoled, u?iti da "muški" plivaš kroz život, nau?iti da ne pokazuješ ranjivost kad uo?iš da te neko namerno povre?uje, misliti o sebi kao o talasu u prošlom životu, dopustiti krvotoku da se stiša, ali da ne bude tišina, voleti jednostavne formule i mali broj dobro ukombinovanih sastojaka, prizivati Afrku u srcu Mediterana, letnja kiša i stihovi koji teku u svetlost, zov divljine, ljubi?asto i boja kajsije, vodena vila u svom prirodnom okruženju...

Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage? Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you'll miss... ... Joel: Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks. ... Clementine: You know me, I'm impulsive. Joel: That's what I love about you. ... Joel: [in the house on the beach] I really should go! I've gotta catch my ride. Clementine: So go. Joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting. Clementine: I wish you had stayed. Joel: I wish I had stayed to. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had... I wish I had stayed. I do. Clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone! Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door! Clementine: Why? Joel: I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know. Clementine: You were scared? Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation. Clementine: Was it something I said? Joel: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know? Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry. Joel: It's okay. [Walking Out] Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time? Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left. Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one. [Joel comes back] Clementine: Bye Joel. Joel: I love you... Clementine: Meet me... in Montauk... ... Mary: How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. ... Clementine: *Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours. * Joel: I remember that speech really well. Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I? Joel: You had the whole human race pegged. Clementine: Hmm. Probably. Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that. Clementine: Ohhh... I know. Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round. Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can. ... [Clementine is leading Joel out onto the frozen Charles River] Joel: I don't know. What if it breaks? Clementine: What if? Do you really care right now? ... "grown-ups are, like, this mess of sadness and phobias." ... "...Change your heart Look around you Change your heart It will astound you I need your lovin' Like the sunshine Everybody's gotta learn sometime..." ... "From the wrinkles on my forehead To the mud upon my shoe Everything's a memory With strings that tie to you In my dream I'm often running To the place that's out of you Of every kind of memory With strings that tie to you..." ( "Ethernal Sunshine of the Spotlless Mind") ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UwJtDRQkoE ... "Someone will remember us... even in another time."

IMENA Pronadjesh negde nekakvog Mishu, nekakvog Gorana, Dragana, Svetu, pronadjesh drugare nalik na sebe i stanesh tako i ne verujesh da ima neko kao ti - isti, na ovom drukchijem svetu. I nishta ne mora da se kazhe. Sve se unapred zna i razume. Mozhda te neke Mire sad trazhe. Mozhda Gordana neka ne ume bez tebe, Jelene, Milice, Vide, do nekog ogromnog sunca da ide. I ne znash koliko kao ti - takvih vecheras ponovo nekog nemaju. I ne znash koliko kao ti - istih za susret sa tobom bash sad se spremaju. I ne znash ko su to, kao ti - divni i shto su jastuke suzama vlazhili. A lepo ste se mogli sresti samo da ste se malo potrazhili. I krecesh u zhivot s pogreshnim nekim. S drukchijim nekim. Nekim dalekim. A Boris, Vera, Vladan i Sanja jos uvek samo tebe sanja." (Mika Antic') pishem mail nekome i shaljem ga... sa ovom pesmom...i u tom trenutku stizhe sms: _"...i ne znash koliko kao ti takvih vecheras ponovo nekog nemaju..."_ jel treba da napomenem da je to stiglo od osobe kojoj sam slala mail?:D...makes me wonder... da li sluchajnost postoji?:>... gledala sam nedavno film "b4 sunrise" koji mi se mnogo dopao i ima jedan deo kada beskrajno duhovita&inteligentna J.Delpy kazhe:_"….Verujem da ako postoji Bog on neće postojati u svakom od nas...ne u tebi ili meni......već u tom malom prostoru između nas….” _ ...so true...