tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post3426562366195242161..comments2024-03-08T10:18:03.529+02:00Comments on Blind Love: Un film straniu, într-un oraș din viitorAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-90297300368521277692013-07-27T16:46:33.425+03:002013-07-27T16:46:33.425+03:00* intr-adevar....nu stiu cum naiba am scris asa ce...* intr-adevar....nu stiu cum naiba am scris asa ceva. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-67768403958859727072013-07-24T12:36:22.708+03:002013-07-24T12:36:22.708+03:00Mi-ar fi placut sa citesti povestea... Mi-ar fi placut sa citesti povestea... Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-56144417300787558332013-07-23T23:00:28.745+03:002013-07-23T23:00:28.745+03:00Daca tu ai ghicit toate aceste sentimente si trair...Daca tu ai ghicit toate aceste sentimente si trairi citind frazele mele adunate in povestea asta micuta, inseamna ca am reusit sa le redau cat de cat. E iubirea care doar intre doua fiinte care se au doar una pe alta poate exista... :)<br />Multumesc, Catalin!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-41481923297051138882013-07-23T22:36:19.598+03:002013-07-23T22:36:19.598+03:00Grijile mamei pentru copil, framantarile pentru vi...Grijile mamei pentru copil, framantarile pentru viitor si incercarea asigurarii unui trai mai bun, intimitatea acelui moment unic pe care cele doua il impartasesc in orasul pustiu...toate combinate intr-o dimineata in care nici oboseala nu mai poate 'distruge' efervescenta unei iubiri sincere, desavarsite, complete, cum doar o mama poate simti pentru copilui ei.<br />Splendid!!!Cătălin Ionescuhttp://pavapav.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-797114091187407532013-07-23T20:17:44.893+03:002013-07-23T20:17:44.893+03:00Merci, Anca :)Merci, Anca :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-52259422766483859782013-07-23T20:17:14.183+03:002013-07-23T20:17:14.183+03:00Cred ca stiu despre ce vorbesti dar alea erau tren...Cred ca stiu despre ce vorbesti dar alea erau trenuri cursa, conditiile fiind intra-devar (aproape) oribile.<br />Acum, pana si un personal (adica un R) arata cu totul altfel. Pana si cu prize pentru laptop si aer conditionat, daca poti sa crezi. Si strazi pline de gunoaie mai exista... dar nu in toate orasele sau macar nu in toate cartierele :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-86710066208559701582013-07-23T20:11:58.684+03:002013-07-23T20:11:58.684+03:00Ba m-am gandit uneori, draga Adriana. Cine stie? P...Ba m-am gandit uneori, draga Adriana. Cine stie? Poate, candva... :)<br />Multumesc mult!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-80953642757385411932013-07-23T20:10:47.535+03:002013-07-23T20:10:47.535+03:00Multumesc, Mala draga! Prea ma lauzi :)Multumesc, Mala draga! Prea ma lauzi :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-11217399931162595312013-07-23T20:07:10.749+03:002013-07-23T20:07:10.749+03:00Merci, Alexandra! Tu esti mereu o draguta. :)Merci, Alexandra! Tu esti mereu o draguta. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-91076639593763075242013-07-23T20:06:28.825+03:002013-07-23T20:06:28.825+03:00Puteai si tu sa ma imbratisezi cu drag ;) :))
Mer...Puteai si tu sa ma imbratisezi cu drag ;) :))<br />Merci!<br /><br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-8379847176961236062013-07-23T20:05:05.059+03:002013-07-23T20:05:05.059+03:00Intamplarea nefericita cu fierul de calcat....wow,...Intamplarea nefericita cu fierul de calcat....wow, m-a cam speriat. :)<br />Dar ai dreptate, viata pe drumuri are si bune, si rele... In general, si din fericire, ni le amintim pe cele bune ;)<br />Multumesc!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-29639786307076905422013-07-23T20:02:51.332+03:002013-07-23T20:02:51.332+03:00Cu siguranta :) Multumesc, Mona!Cu siguranta :) Multumesc, Mona!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-41846826146668782512013-07-23T20:01:59.594+03:002013-07-23T20:01:59.594+03:00:) Ma bucura sa aflu ca povestea mea se potriveste...:) Ma bucura sa aflu ca povestea mea se potriveste cumva, undeva in amintirile tale :) <br />Multumesc, draga Tina!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-17977936422911479472013-07-23T19:46:18.625+03:002013-07-23T19:46:18.625+03:00Orasele adormite cred ca ne evoca fiecaruia aminti...Orasele adormite cred ca ne evoca fiecaruia amintiri cumva asemanatoare. Si eu imi amintesc veniri acasa extrem de matinale, cand soarele abia se gandea sa se trezeasca :) Multumesc, Diana!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-21888541160327898122013-07-23T19:44:12.939+03:002013-07-23T19:44:12.939+03:00Bine ca macar ei au darul acesta :) Merci, Geanina...Bine ca macar ei au darul acesta :) Merci, Geanina!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-40834758744541297262013-07-23T19:40:58.755+03:002013-07-23T19:40:58.755+03:00Un strop de somn "furat" in zorii zilei ...Un strop de somn "furat" in zorii zilei poate fi o adevarata binecuvantare uneori...Da, poate ca visele i se vor implini. E foarte posibil. Dar ca personajul meu e framantat de ganduri complicate este cat se poate de real...Cred ca e firesc sa fie asa in aceste vremuri dificile, presupun ca multi parinti travereseaza astfel de etape, in chiar perioada inscrierilor/admiterii in Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698424622446531302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-160042980378056822013-07-23T12:24:19.707+03:002013-07-23T12:24:19.707+03:00Faceam naveta intr-o localitate vecina. Ma trezeam...Faceam naveta intr-o localitate vecina. Ma trezeam inainte de a se lumina de ziua si fugeam spre gara. In fiecare dimineata aveam impresia ca sunt singurul om de pe pamant, ca toti au disparut in urma unui cataclism... Strazile erau pline de gunoaie, mirosea urat... <br />Din pacate, in tren era chiar mai rau, asa ca nu puteam visa parfumuri, ca in povestea scrisa de tine... :)Vienelahttp://vienela.ro/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-89541876158449392952013-07-23T11:53:30.514+03:002013-07-23T11:53:30.514+03:00spuse de tine aceste povesti par rupte din cele ma...spuse de tine aceste povesti par rupte din cele mai frumoase vise.. nu te-ai gandit niciodata sa le aduni intr-o carte?Adrianahttp://adryme.eunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-45878961504931437232013-07-23T09:22:51.861+03:002013-07-23T09:22:51.861+03:00Un film proiectat de un subconstient care-si traie...Un film proiectat de un subconstient care-si traieste, parca in alta dimensiune, trairile, experientele. Si totusi atit de ancorat in realitate....<br />Scriitura merita din plin aplauzele mele, ale noastre, pentru ca are o incarcatura emotionala speciala, aparte, fiecare dintre noi putind sa ne 'teleportam' in acea dimensiune propusa de tine.<br />Ma inclin, Elly!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-54438072069981432542013-07-23T01:48:26.693+03:002013-07-23T01:48:26.693+03:00ELLY, SUPERB .... dar deja au zis altii atatea inc...ELLY, SUPERB .... dar deja au zis altii atatea incat eu nu pot decat sa zic minunata povestea :*<br />Alexandra Alihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03342787187180701877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-41684133873831613392013-07-22T18:55:18.771+03:002013-07-22T18:55:18.771+03:00"Imi place mult Elly", "Frumos ne-a..."Imi place mult Elly", "Frumos ne-ai parfumat", "Minunata descrierea. Te imbratisez cu drag!" <br />Ce mai e de zis?<br />N-am primit atâtea aprecieri nici la 10 articole!<br />Multe înainte!javrahttp://javra.eunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-47849485460925831652013-07-22T18:54:03.862+03:002013-07-22T18:54:03.862+03:00Povestea ta e frumoasa, cuvintele sugestive. imi a...Povestea ta e frumoasa, cuvintele sugestive. imi amintesc de zilele in care aveam delegatii la Predeal si, ca sa mai dorm o nopate in patul meu ma trezeam pe la 3, ca sa prind trenul de 6 dimineata cu cafeua bauta. Dupa un episod din asta am uitat in camera fierul de calcat de voiaj aprins si am dat foc la camera de hotel...Viata pe drumuri..:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-46324992658032542252013-07-22T18:03:04.970+03:002013-07-22T18:03:04.970+03:00oare parfumul miroase atat de bine pe cat de frumo...oare parfumul miroase atat de bine pe cat de frumoasa e povestea ta? :)Monahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01244848546868449954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-18256421078680142013-07-22T13:44:17.222+03:002013-07-22T13:44:17.222+03:00Initial am crezut ca descrii filmul Insula :) Initial am crezut ca descrii filmul Insula :) Hapihttp://hapi.ro/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657271341568892359.post-68535401050090441512013-07-21T22:35:09.020+03:002013-07-21T22:35:09.020+03:00Oh Elly draga, ai evocat atat de in detaliu admite...Oh Elly draga, ai evocat atat de in detaliu admiterea mea la facultate in Romania, incat am senzatia ca ne-am cunoscut odata si ti-am povestit. Eu am luat admiterea la subventie si chiar cu bursa. Doar ca eu cu mama am luat autobuzul, nu trenul.<br />Imi place mult povestea ta parfumata, ma regasesc cumva in ea.<br />Te imbratisez cu drag!Tina https://www.blogger.com/profile/00778638175151443013noreply@blogger.com