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SECRET PASSIONS OF COUNTESS RAZASZKY - DAJANA DIVERNO
Drasella Razaszky sat on the bed in her room for a long, long time. Very proudly, she sent Isabel Dimitrovna to Laura's room. Isabel wanted to tell her about that day and Beethoven's compositions, but Drasella did not have the slightest will to listen to anything about Beethoven and the Night Symphony and the classes taught to them by Aunt Laura. Nothing so impersonal, ordinary and boring could disturb her restlessness, which was woven with great, inspiring excitement, that she finally felt the way she should always feel - without restraint, feigned seriousness and hated obedience. (Now she felt all the time like someone who was the first to cross the longest race in a marathon and became the winner and the first seduced Guinness man in that painful category.)
In the few moments that followed, she wanted to listen to that old song by Zeljko Bebek, Forgive me for loving you, for the translation of which she asked a girl to do it for her. The song was dear to her. She didn't let anything go, though.
She looked at her life and marriage, becoming aware of how much was bad and wrong in their relationship with her, and that, as they were, it all came back to them in the first place.
She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering the whole day from the beginning. All that rushing around the department stores was so disgusting to her that she thought she was going to vomit. All that hassle about the product, quality and origin, and the quantity and dishes that are prepared from it ... Well, going to the hairdresser, haircuts and coloring, and she flipped through a hairdressing magazine six times in which the hairstyles - novelties - were such that Drasella had a feeling that she would surely be scared of such a person to meet her live. Like from a horror movie! Then going to a cafe at that university ... And Piroshka, from the beginning to the end of the day, was a terrible interlocutor who sees and appreciates the conversation only if it is a monologue..
The best part of the day was the scene. She revived her husband's buttocks with her thoughts, which she already knew well and which never delighted or attracted her with its appearance. And those legs! Tied very carefully, but tight enough. And the rhythm of their bodies ...
Suddenly it all starts to get more fun for her. Voyeurism as a job or a craft, was never something that would entice her. When she thought about all that, she could never have imagined herself standing in front of the house and watching the events in bed. It would be said - a real free porn movie served live and with all the accompanying things that go with that event. She laughed very, very viciously that at one point she seemed strange to herself. She wondered quietly, a little scared, what was she really like? What is actually hiding behind that so well-known and lived dead soul, behind a reticent and withdrawn character, behind a person who seems to have not a shred of passion in her. Actually ...
Yes. That matters - what is she really? She had a lot of crazy passions for owning what was already taken or ordered ... She also seemed to have passions that were deeper, and they concerned someone else's privacy. Who says she's touching someone else's privacy now? Dimitri is her husband. Some would say that what happens to him is like that happens to herself. And her personal thing that justice demands was to find out why her husband is always so icy towards her and in what direction do the types of his interest in her go?
Cheating.
Today, everyone is cheating. That may be normal. Humans were not created to be role models, honest people and the like. A pity! Then animals are better than humans. Nobody could never be as faithful as a dog.
But again, with all that mess, people feel much better and prettier. Man as an individual cannot be alone, and what is worse, he cannot be with only one person all his life. Such examples of people are rare.
She leaned back on the bed and felt the ecstasy carry her farther and farther. She imagined a man she would call the Stallion, who would burn with longing for her and who would tie her legs to make it all more fun with the act, and she would gasp beneath him and feel all the bursts of passion she had never experienced before.
Yes, that's what's bothering her. That unlivedness, that unlivedness, that feeling that she had never been loved in such a way before - completely and to the end. People have too much to do with non-fulfillment in any plan - it is clear that passion is what entertains her and in which she only feels as if she belongs to that unusual human race.
Then it should encourage that passion as much as possible.
She had the clear and beautiful support of her father-in-law and mother-in-law ... That is an advantage. A very important trump card. And their room as tas her secret love nest.
In the end, with her own joke, leaning towards all the ever-conceived forms of perversion and smiling, she imagined herself and her Stallion enjoying, on all the bells, on that big bed, and her father-in-law standing at the door holding the sign STRICTLY FORBIDDEN ENTRY or something like that. In the end, she already felt completely satisfied with all these ideas, that it didn't matter to her anymore whether the mysterious and famous Mr. Fabian would call and whether she would get that silly picture ... Now she had more interesting things.
To accompany her husband again to visit the gynecological surgery Nikolajevic ...
To completely exhaust his father-in-law with his innate self-liveliness ...
And to she find the Stallion ...
Somewhere ...
Roman se prevodi na engleski jezik, a prevod radi Ejbi. Tekst trenutno nije podvrgnut lekturi, niti dodatnoj korekturi. Do sada je roman objavljen jednom na srpskom jeziku (2008) i kao scenario za film u ''The first anthology'' na engleskom jeziku (2019). Prevođen je na mađarski i nemački jezik, a prevode su radile Andrea Vojnić Tunić i Marta Pfeipfer.
Roman do sada nijednom nije predstavljan na engleskom jeziku, ali se nadamo da će i i ovo ljubavno, humorističko štivo biti objavljeno u nekom skorijem vremenu.
Post je objavljen 05.06.2020. u 14:43 sati.