{"id":19945,"date":"2008-03-15T21:01:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-15T20:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=19904"},"modified":"2008-03-15T21:01:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-15T20:01:00","slug":"novy-rok","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/15\/novy-rok\/","title":{"rendered":"Nov\u00fd rok"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><em>Nad v\u011btrem roztan\u010den\u00fdmi v\u011btvemi strom\u016f se pomalu \u0161\u00ed\u0159\u00ed z\u00e1\u0159e zapadaj\u00edc\u00edho slunce. Rozpustil\u00e9 vlo\u010dky se pomalu vzn\u00e1\u0161ej\u00ed nad b\u011blostnou krajinou a po zrcadlov\u011b leskl\u00fdch rybn\u00edc\u00edch pomalu klou\u017eou posledn\u00ed podzimn\u00ed l\u00edstky, co se nesta\u010dily skr\u00fdt p\u0159ed zimou. Venku se stm\u00edv\u00e1 po\u0159\u00e1d v\u00edc. Dnes ale nejde nikdo sp\u00e1t\u2026V\u0161ichni se se\u0161li se sv\u00fdmi p\u0159\u00e1teli, aby spole\u010dn\u011b oslavili p\u0159\u00edchod nov\u00e9ho roku. Ano, nyn\u00ed nast\u00e1v\u00e1 Silvestrovsk\u00e1 noc\u2026!<\/em><\/div>\n<div>oooooo<\/div>\n<div>Kulat\u00fd m\u011bs\u00edc vrh\u00e1 lehk\u00e9 odlesky p\u0159es zamrzl\u00e9 okno na d\u0159ev\u011bnou podlahu jednoho \u00fatuln\u00e9ho domku. Pokoj je zahalen do p\u0159\u00edjemn\u00e9ho \u0161era a z velk\u00e9 \u010dern\u00e9 hi-fi v\u011b\u017ee se line klidn\u00e9 brnk\u00e1n\u00ed kytary. Jemn\u00e1 melodie p\u0159esn\u011b lad\u00ed k smutn\u00e9 atmosf\u00e9\u0159e ve\u010dera, kter\u00fd tu pr\u00e1v\u011b prob\u00edh\u00e1. Kytaru doprov\u00e1z\u00ed tich\u00fd nal\u00e9hav\u00fd hlas. Na studen\u00e9 podlaze se kr\u010d\u00ed tmav\u00e1 silueta \u0161t\u00edhl\u00e9ho chlapce. Hebk\u00e9 havran\u00ed vlasy mu ledabyle spl\u00fdvaj\u00ed kolem tv\u00e1\u0159\u00ed. Sv\u00e1 kostnat\u00e1 kolena v roztrhan\u00fdch rifl\u00edch si zoufale tiskne k brad\u011b a jeho pronikav\u00e9 o\u010di, or\u00e1movan\u00e9 \u010dern\u00fdmi linkami, hled\u00ed kamsi do pr\u00e1zdna. On neoslavuje jako ostatn\u00ed, nem\u00e1 radost, nesch\u00e1z\u00ed se s p\u0159\u00e1teli, ned\u00e1v\u00e1 si p\u0159edsevzet\u00ed, nesleduje barevn\u00e9 z\u00e1blesky, kter\u00e9 o p\u016flnoci m\u00ed\u0159\u00ed k obloze\u2026 tento den vlastn\u011b pro n\u011bj nic vesel\u00e9ho neznamen\u00e1. Je to jen znamen\u00ed, n\u011bco jako zvon\u011bn\u00ed bud\u00edku, kter\u00e9 ohla\u0161uje, \u017ee jeho tr\u00e1pen\u00ed trv\u00e1 u\u017e zase dal\u0161\u00ed rok. V\u0161ichni se raduj\u00ed, on z\u016fst\u00e1v\u00e1 s\u00e1m. U\u017e ani jeho vlastn\u00ed bratr se nenam\u00e1h\u00e1 ho vz\u00edt n\u011bkam sebou oslavovat, u\u017e ani na Silvestra ne\u2026<\/div>\n<div>Jeho p\u0159ekr\u00e1sn\u00e9 pln\u00e9 rty, zdob\u00edc\u00ed mal\u00e1 \u00fasta, se pomalu otev\u00edraj\u00ed. Chlapec si ti\u0161e pobrukuje ne\u0161\u0165astnou p\u00edsni\u010dku. Je zklaman\u00fd s\u00e1m ze sebe. Pro\u010d ho nikdo nebere takov\u00e9ho, jak\u00fd skute\u010dn\u011b je? Pro\u010d po\u0159\u00e1d mus\u00ed chodit po sv\u011bt\u011b s maskou, kter\u00e1 skr\u00fdv\u00e1 jeho pravou du\u0161i? Nikdo ho skute\u010dn\u011b nezn\u00e1\u2026 nikdo\u2026 krom\u011b t\u00e9 jedin\u00e9 dokonal\u00e9 osoby, se kterou \u017eije u\u017e od t\u00e9 doby, kdy se mu poprv\u00e9 rozbu\u0161ilo srd\u00ed\u010dko. Ale i ta ho te\u010f nepochopila. Nezn\u00e1 ho tak dob\u0159e jak doufal. Pro\u010d se musel tak ne\u0161\u0165astn\u011b zamilovat? Do n\u011bkoho, na koho v \u017eivot\u011b nem\u016f\u017ee dos\u00e1hnout\u2026 Po nikom jin\u00e9m netou\u017e\u00ed v\u00edc, ne\u017e po n\u011bm. Pro\u010d to nejde? Pro\u010d se nic neda\u0159\u00ed tak jak by si p\u0159\u00e1l? Pro\u010d\u2026? V koutku n\u00e1dhern\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed se zaleskne slzi\u010dka. Ta kr\u00e1sn\u00e1 bytost, siln\u00e1, pln\u00e1 energie a vesel\u00e1, jak j\u00ed v\u0161ichni znaj\u00ed, je ale ve skute\u010dnosti tak slab\u00e1 a zraniteln\u00e1\u2026 Pl\u00e1\u010de, te\u010f pr\u00e1v\u011b naplno pl\u00e1\u010de a u\u017e nev\u00ed, co si d\u00e1l po\u010d\u00edt s p\u0159ib\u00fdvaj\u00edc\u00edm smutkem. Kone\u010dn\u011b u\u017e asi p\u0159i\u0161el na ten d\u016fvod pro\u010d. On je jako zt\u011blesn\u011bn\u00e1 dokonalost, na n\u011bj nikdo nedos\u00e1hne\u2026<\/div>\n<div>Popadne tmavou bundu a m\u00ed\u0159\u00ed ke dve\u0159\u00edm. Venku zat\u00edm nikdo nen\u00ed, v\u017edy\u0165 je taky teprve p\u016fl jeden\u00e1ct\u00e9. V\u0161ichni sed\u00ed v teple domova p\u0159ipravuj\u00ed se na to, a\u017e p\u0159ijde ta velk\u00e1 chv\u00edle! Bill kr\u00e1\u010d\u00ed temnou uli\u010dkou, kterou lemuj\u00ed jen star\u00e9 pouli\u010dn\u00ed lampy, n\u011bkter\u00e9 u\u017e ani nesv\u00edt\u00ed, jak jsou tu dlouho. P\u0159es uplakan\u00e9 hn\u011bd\u00e9 stud\u00e1nky sv\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed u\u017e skoro ani nevid\u00ed a na vlhk\u00fdch tv\u00e1\u0159\u00edch ho \u0161t\u00edpe mraziv\u00fd v\u00edtr. Ale on nehled\u00ed na zimu a pomal\u00fdm krokem jde d\u00e1l. Jeho boty jemn\u011b rozhrnuj\u00ed \u010derstv\u011b napadan\u00fd sn\u00edh na chodn\u00edku. Do\u0161el a\u017e k m\u00edstu, kde ulici z jedn\u00e9 strany lemuj\u00ed n\u00edzk\u00e9 domky a z druh\u00e9 mal\u00fd par\u010d\u00edk. Jeho smutn\u00e9 o\u010di pozoruj\u00ed promrzlou zem. P\u0159ed sebou spat\u0159\u00ed sv\u016fj vlastn\u00ed \u0161ed\u00fd st\u00edn, kter\u00fd se postupn\u011b ztr\u00e1c\u00ed ve tm\u011b, jak se jeho t\u011blo vzdaluje od star\u00e9 lampy, kter\u00e1 slou\u017e\u00ed jako zdroj sv\u011btla. A kdy\u017e projde pod dal\u0161\u00ed lampou jeho st\u00edn se zjev\u00ed op\u011bt za n\u00edm a jeho ch\u016fz\u00ed se zkracuje a\u017e se ocitne znovu p\u0159ed n\u00edm, kde se rozplyne. Ano, je to vlastn\u011b stejn\u00e9 jako jeho du\u0161e. Jednou tak, podruh\u00e9 jinak\u2026 hlavn\u011b aby to vyhovovalo jeho okol\u00ed. Ale co on? Co jeho prav\u00e9 j\u00e1dro? P\u0159eb\u00fdv\u00e1 n\u011bkde hluboko v n\u011bm, s\u00e1m na n\u011bj n\u011bkdy zapom\u00edn\u00e1 a nehodl\u00e1 ho nikomu odkr\u00fdt, jen jemu\u2026 ale to by o n\u011bj musel st\u00e1t. Chlapcovo prok\u0159ehl\u00e9 t\u011blo znaven\u011b usedne na zasn\u011b\u017eenou lavi\u010dku. Z jeho o\u010d\u00ed pozvolna st\u00e9kaj\u00ed hork\u00e9 slzy, tvo\u0159\u00edc\u00ed vlhk\u00e9 cesti\u010dky na jeho tv\u00e1\u0159\u00edch, ne\u017e je mr\u00e1z nemilosrdn\u011b se\u017eehne. On se cel\u00fd t\u0159ese zimou, ale nehodl\u00e1 u\u017e nikam j\u00edt. Nechce u\u017e nikomu p\u0159ek\u00e1\u017eet. Prvn\u00ed zelen\u00fd z\u00e1blesk na nebi a hromov\u00e1 r\u00e1na mu ozn\u00e1mila, \u017ee u\u017e je to \u010dtvrt\u00fd rok\u2026 \u010dty\u0159i roky tr\u00e1pen\u00ed, p\u0159etv\u00e1\u0159ek, samoty\u2026 u\u017e to nezvl\u00e1dne d\u00e1l. Jeho rozedran\u00e9 srdce u\u017e nem\u00e1 s\u00edlu, jeho du\u0161i\u010dka vyhas\u00edn\u00e1. Vlo\u010dky pomalu zamrzaj\u00ed v ostr\u00e9m kontrastu na jeho hebk\u00fdch \u010dern\u00fdch vlasech. Jeho prsty u\u017e d\u00e1vno zb\u011blaly a z jeho l\u00edc\u00ed u\u017e tak\u00e9 vymizely posedn\u00ed nar\u016f\u017eov\u011bl\u00e9 barvi\u010dky. V\u0161ude c\u00edt\u00ed u\u017e jen zimu a chlad, kter\u00fd ho nemilosrdn\u011b spaluje\u2026 ale kdy\u017e to srovn\u00e1 se \u010dty\u0159mi lety v neporozum\u011bn\u00ed a osam\u011blosti, je to jako cesta do r\u00e1je! Na nebi p\u0159ib\u00fdv\u00e1 barevn\u00fdch z\u00e1blesk\u016f, svi\u0161t\u011bn\u00ed a bur\u00e1cen\u00ed raket se oz\u00fdv\u00e1 m\u011bstem, stejn\u011b jako vesel\u00fd v\u00fdskot lid\u00ed. Ur\u010dit\u011b se tam n\u011bkde raduje i jeho l\u00e1ska\u2026 Na chlapcov\u011b tv\u00e1\u0159i se znenad\u00e1n\u00ed rozsv\u00edt\u00ed ironick\u00fd \u00fasm\u011bv a v jeho o\u010d\u00edch zaleskne se s posledn\u00ed slzou pohrd\u00e1n\u00ed. <em>Jak jednoduch\u00fd je ten lidsk\u00fd sv\u011bt\u2026<\/em> Za\u010d\u00edn\u00e1 se mu motat hlava. Posledn\u00ed z\u00e1blesk, kter\u00fd spat\u0159\u00ed na obloze, kdy\u017e se jeho zmrzl\u00e9 o\u010di naposled zahled\u00ed k nebi, je tv\u00e1\u0159 jeho l\u00e1sky\u2026 jeho dvoj\u010dete\u2026 jeho Toma! Kr\u00e1sn\u00e1, z\u00e1\u0159\u00edc\u00ed, usm\u011bvav\u00e1. Posledn\u011b rozlep\u00ed sv\u00e9 zmrzl\u00e9 rty t\u00e9m\u011b\u0159 bez \u017eivota. &#8222;Miluji t\u011b\u2026 l\u00e1sko moje.&#8220; Za\u0161ept\u00e1 do pochmurn\u00e9 tmy a pak u\u017e strne ve v\u011b\u010dn\u00e9m \u00fasm\u011bvu, vyhasl\u00fdch o\u010d\u00edch a dlan\u00ed na nebij\u00edc\u00edm srdci\u2026<\/div>\n<div>ooooo<\/div>\n<div>Brzy r\u00e1no v tom \u00fatuln\u00e9m domku zvon\u00ed telefon. Dredat\u00fd chlapec s bo\u017eskou tv\u00e1\u0159\u00ed se nedobrovoln\u011b bud\u00ed po v\u010derej\u0161\u00edm fl\u00e1mu a unaven\u011b zvedne telefon.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Hal\u00f3? Tady Tom Kaulitz\u2026&#8220; pronese ospale se slepen\u00fdmi v\u00ed\u010dky a z\u00edvne. Jeho t\u011blo je moc unaven\u00e9, po v\u010derej\u0161ku si zaslou\u017e\u00ed minim\u00e1ln\u011b dvoudenn\u00ed odpo\u010dinek. Proto se ospale op\u0159e o ze\u010f a m\u00e1 co d\u011blat, aby znovu neusnul. Pak se ale jeho o\u010di znenad\u00e1n\u00ed doko\u0159\u00e1n otev\u0159ou a Tom ztuhne hr\u016fzou! &#8222;Co-co\u017ee!&#8220; vykokt\u00e1 zd\u011b\u0161en\u011b.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Ano, je n\u00e1m to moc l\u00edto pane Kaulitzi,v\u011b\u0159te n\u00e1m\u2026&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;NE! Ne, pros\u00edm \u0159ekn\u011bte, \u017ee to nen\u00ed pravda!&#8220; Tom zhluboka d\u00fdch\u00e1 a z jeho hn\u011bd\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed se val\u00ed slzy. Zhrout\u00ed se na \u017eidli. &#8222;Bo\u017ee pro\u010d!&#8220; T\u0159ese se po cel\u00e9m t\u011ble. Pro\u010d zrovna on! Pro\u010d j\u00e1! Hlavou mu l\u00e9taj\u00ed my\u0161lenky a beznad\u011bj ho ka\u017edou vte\u0159inou stahuje do propasti\u2026 propasti zvan\u00e9 zoufalstv\u00ed. Nev\u00ed co si po\u010d\u00edt. D\u00e1l poslouch\u00e1 toho p\u00e1na od policie, co na\u0161el r\u00e1no na lavi\u010dce jeho umrzl\u00e9ho br\u00e1\u0161ku. Hrout\u00ed se mu sv\u011bt. Neovladateln\u011b se chv\u011bje a po\u0159\u00e1d pl\u00e1\u010de \u010d\u00edm d\u00e1l v\u00edc. Pak se mu ale znenad\u00e1n\u00ed zastav\u00ed dech: &#8222;Co\u017ee? Usm\u00edval se\u2026?&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Pawlinka<\/strong><br \/>betaread: <strong>Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nad v\u011btrem roztan\u010den\u00fdmi v\u011btvemi strom\u016f se pomalu \u0161\u00ed\u0159\u00ed z\u00e1\u0159e zapadaj\u00edc\u00edho slunce. Rozpustil\u00e9 vlo\u010dky se pomalu vzn\u00e1\u0161ej\u00ed nad b\u011blostnou krajinou a po zrcadlov\u011b leskl\u00fdch rybn\u00edc\u00edch pomalu klou\u017eou posledn\u00ed podzimn\u00ed l\u00edstky, co se nesta\u010dily skr\u00fdt p\u0159ed zimou. Venku se stm\u00edv\u00e1 po\u0159\u00e1d v\u00edc. 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