{"id":620,"date":"2026-04-06T17:36:58","date_gmt":"2026-04-06T16:36:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/?p=620"},"modified":"2026-04-06T17:37:05","modified_gmt":"2026-04-06T16:37:05","slug":"bez-konca","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/bez-konca\/","title":{"rendered":"Bez konca"},"content":{"rendered":"

R\u00e1no, nezn\u00e1ma ulica. Vzduch je e\u0161te m\u00e4kk\u00fd, tepl\u00fd, nasiaknut\u00fd nocou. Kr\u00e1\u010da po chodn\u00edku od nezn\u00e1ma, bez cie\u013ea, bez smeru. Pred malou kaviar\u0148ou pri \u0161kole sa u\u017e tvor\u00ed rad, tak sa do\u0148 postav\u00ed a \u010dak\u00e1. Ke\u010f pr\u00edde na rad, uvedom\u00ed si, \u017ee nevie poveda\u0165 ni\u010d. Vytiahne mobil a r\u00fdchlo h\u013ead\u00e1 preklada\u010d. \u201eCoffee mai?\u201c ozve sa spoza pokladne. Zdvihne hlavu a prik\u00fdvne. Pokladn\u00ed\u010dka mu pod\u00e1 l\u00edstok s \u010d\u00edslom. \u0160lo to prekvapivo dobre.<\/span><\/p>\n

V ruk\u00e1ch dr\u017e\u00ed mobil a sna\u017e\u00ed sa prelo\u017ei\u0165 \u010d\u00edslo objedn\u00e1vky. 40, s\u00ed sip. Prik\u00fdvne si, akoby pr\u00e1ve pochopil nie\u010do d\u00f4le\u017eit\u00e9. Postav\u00ed sa k v\u00fdkladu a sleduje aut\u00e1 jazdiace smerom k \u0161kole. Deti v uniform\u00e1ch, rann\u00fd pohyb, ktor\u00fd ho m\u00ed\u0148a.<\/span><\/p>\n

Zrazu zaznie \u010d\u00edslo. Oto\u010d\u00ed sa a siahne po k\u00e1ve, no namiesto poh\u00e1ra poc\u00edti teplo dotyku. Niekto in\u00fd sa sna\u017e\u00ed vzia\u0165 t\u00fa ist\u00fa k\u00e1vu.<\/span><\/p>\n

Zastane. Ten pocit neza\u017eil u\u017e dlho.<\/span><\/p>\n

Zdvihne poh\u013ead a o\u010di sa stretn\u00fa. Tmav\u00e9, hlbok\u00e9. Energia sa preleje z ich h\u013abky do jeho nebesky modr\u00fdch bez jedin\u00e9ho slova. Na okamih sa v nich strat\u00ed. Ona sa jemne usmeje a potichu povie \u201eji sip\u201c, pri\u010dom uk\u00e1\u017ee na 20 nap\u00edsan\u00fa na poh\u00e1ri.<\/span><\/p>\n

Strhne sa. Uvedom\u00ed si, \u010do sa stalo, a r\u00fdchlo pust\u00ed jej ruku. Srdce mu udiera silnej\u0161ie, ne\u017e by malo. Nevie, \u010di neprekro\u010dil hranicu, ani ako to napravi\u0165. \u201eI am sorry,\u201c povie a dr\u017e\u00ed sa tej vety, akoby bola jedin\u00e1, ktor\u00fa m\u00e1. \u201eIt is OK,\u201c ozve sa tich\u00fdm hlasom a sk\u00f4r, ne\u017e si stihne uvedomi\u0165 jej slov\u00e1, u\u017e tam nie je.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u010cas, k\u00fdm dostane svoju k\u00e1vu, prebehne pr\u00edli\u0161 r\u00fdchlo. Jej chu\u0165 si ani neuvedom\u00ed. St\u00e1le sa top\u00ed v t\u00fdch o\u010diach.<\/span><\/p>\n

Na druh\u00fd de\u0148 rovnak\u00e9 r\u00e1no. O\u010di otvor\u00ed s jedinou my\u0161lienkou a v rovnakom \u010dase sa vyberie do kaviarne. \u010cak\u00e1, no neprich\u00e1dza. \u201eSn\u00e1\u010f tu nebola n\u00e1hodne,\u201c pomysl\u00ed si. Pr\u00edde \u010fal\u0161ie r\u00e1no, nie je tam. \u010cak\u00e1, sleduje dvere, \u013eud\u00ed, pr\u00e1zdno. Chv\u00ed\u013eka nepozornosti \u2013 vo\u0161la.<\/span><\/p>\n

34, jej objedn\u00e1vka. \u010cak\u00e1.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tentokr\u00e1t to urob\u00ed znova. N\u00e1ro\u010dky. Ich ruky sa dotkn\u00fa, kr\u00e1tko, no vedome o nie\u010do dlh\u0161ie. Ona sa na\u0148ho pozrie a usmeje. On na \u0148u. Nad\u00fdchne sa. \u201ePrep\u00e1\u010dte, nechcem ru\u0161i\u0165\u2026 ale chcem sa op\u00fdta\u0165, \u010di by sme niekedy t\u00fa k\u00e1vu nemohli pi\u0165 spolu.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Dni plyn\u00fa, k\u00e1vy sa stan\u00fa rutinou, bl\u00edzkos\u0165 potrebou.<\/span><\/p>\n

Stret\u00e1vaj\u00fa sa v\u017edy na tom istom mieste pri okne. Ona si objedn\u00e1va bez v\u00e1hania, on st\u00e1le s mobilom v ruke, no \u010doraz menej ho potrebuje. U\u010d\u00ed sa pomaly, cez \u0148u. U\u017e\u00edv\u00e1 si, ako sa usmieva, ke\u010f mu nie\u010do vysvet\u013euje. Ako ho oprav\u00ed, ke\u010f povie nie\u010do zle, a pritom sa smeje tak, \u017ee sa mus\u00ed urazi\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

Raz mu vezme mobil z ruky. \u201eNie tak,\u201c povie a nap\u00ed\u0161e vetu za\u0148ho. Pod\u00e1 mu ho sp\u00e4\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eAko sa \u0165a op\u00fdtam, \u010di chce\u0161 k\u00e1vu po thajsky?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cKaf\u00e9 mai? V\u0161etky ot\u00e1zky s\u00fa jednoduch\u00e9, len prid\u00e1\u0161 mai na koniec.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eOk, teda\u2026 Bozk mai?\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie na\u0148ho ostro. \u201eZabijem \u0165a loj.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Naklon\u00ed sa k nej a pobozk\u00e1 ju na l\u00edce.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nov\u00fd de\u0148. Ona \u010d\u00edta knihu pod stromom v parku. On sed\u00ed na lavi\u010dke s mobilom v ruke, no jeho poh\u013ead je upren\u00fd len na \u0148u. Na ten pokoj, ktor\u00fd vy\u017earuje. Na jej kr\u00e1su.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eChcel by som by\u0165 tou knihou,\u201c povie potichu. \u201eChcem, aby si sa na m\u0148a tak d\u00edvala a dr\u017eala ma vo svojich ruk\u00e1ch.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Zdvihne poh\u013ead. Najprv ho len pozoruje. Akoby si ho ukladala niekam hlboko do pam\u00e4te.<\/span><\/p>\n

Usmeje sa.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eZabijem \u0165a loj,\u201c povie potichu.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eT\u00fdm sladk\u00fdm bozkom?\u201c\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Zamra\u010d\u00ed obo\u010die. \u201eNie.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Usmeje sa a ponor\u00ed sa sp\u00e4\u0165 do \u010d\u00edtania.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chv\u00ed\u013eu sedia v tichu, pln\u0161om ako in\u00e9 chv\u00ed\u013ee.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201e\u010co ak zostarneme?\u201c op\u00fdta sa zrazu, st\u00e1le s poh\u013eadom v knihe. \u201eNaozaj zostarneme.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie sa na \u0148u..<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eChcela by som zomrie\u0165 s tebou,\u201c povie potichu.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chv\u00ed\u013eu ju sleduje dlh\u0161ie, ne\u017e je zvykom. Potom, \u00faplne v\u00e1\u017enym t\u00f3nom, povie:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eOvl\u00e1dnem \u010das. A vr\u00e1tim n\u00e1s sem. Aby sme tento \u017eivot mohli pre\u017ei\u0165 znova.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Rozosmeje sa.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eZabijem \u0165a loj.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

K\u00e1vy nahradia siln\u00e9 objatia, objatia bozky. U\u017e kr\u00e1\u010daj\u00fa ruka v ruke ako p\u00e1r stvoren\u00fd jeden pre druh\u00e9ho.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ve\u013ea sa zmenilo, nie\u010do v\u0161ak ost\u00e1va rovnak\u00e9: \u201eZabijem \u0165a loj.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eTo bude kr\u00e1sne, umrie\u0165 rukou tak prekr\u00e1snej \u017eeny.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Obj\u00edme ho a id\u00fa spolu spa\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

Spolo\u010dn\u00fd sp\u00e1nok je t\u00fdm, \u010do nab\u00edja baterky ich oboch, nap\u013a\u0148a ich energiou, prep\u00e1ja ich navz\u00e1jom.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eDobr\u00e9 r\u00e1no,\u201c zaznie z t\u00fdch hlbok\u00fdch, napoly prebuden\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eDobr\u00e9 r\u00e1no,\u201c ozve sa z druhej strany.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eK\u00e1vu mai?\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Za\u010dne sa ka\u017edodenn\u00fd ritu\u00e1l, ktor\u00fd je u\u017e pevn\u00fd ako tlkot ich s\u0155dc.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ob\u010das m\u00e1 na zlomok sekundy pocit, akoby tento presn\u00fd moment u\u017e pre\u017eil. To ist\u00e9 svetlo, tie ist\u00e9 slov\u00e1, ten ist\u00fd poh\u013ead v jej o\u010diach. Sk\u013azne to pre\u010d sk\u00f4r, ne\u017e to stihne zachyti\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pr\u00edde ve\u010der. Obvykl\u00fd vtip, obvykl\u00e1 odpove\u010f: \u201eZabijem \u0165a loj.\u201c T\u00f3n je v\u0161ak in\u00fd. V\u00e1\u017eny.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nemala dobr\u00fd de\u0148. Nie\u010do ju tr\u00e1pi. On to nevie.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prist\u00fapi k nej, pobozk\u00e1 ju na \u010delo a na okamih zav\u00e1ha, akoby nie\u010do zva\u017eoval.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eNi\u010d sa t\u00fdm nezmen\u00ed,\u201c povie potichu. \u201eNechcem existova\u0165 bez teba.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie sa na\u0148ho. Nerozumie t\u00fdm slov\u00e1m, no nem\u00e1 energiu na ot\u00e1zky.<\/span><\/p>\n

On ju sleduje o chv\u00ed\u013eu dlh\u0161ie, ne\u017e by mal. Akoby si ten moment ukladal.<\/span><\/p>\n

V tej chv\u00edli sa rozhodne.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nenech\u00e1 to od\u00eds\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201ePo\u010f si \u013eahn\u00fa\u0165, zlat\u00ed\u010dko. R\u00e1no to bude lep\u0161ie.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

R\u00e1no v\u0161ak nie je lep\u0161ie. Je nesvoja. Mus\u00ed \u00eds\u0165 do pr\u00e1ce, ktor\u00fa u\u017e neberie ako svoju, ktor\u00e1 jej prin\u00e1\u0161a viac utrpenia ne\u017e pote\u0161enia.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ve\u010dery sa st\u00e1vaj\u00fa tich\u00fdmi. Ona je straten\u00e1 v my\u0161lienkach, realita len tak plynie okolo. On ju sleduje z dia\u013eky, no ten poh\u013ead ho u\u017e nete\u0161\u00ed. Tr\u00e1pi ho. Chcel by, aby bola znovu tou \u0161\u0165astnou, akou bola. Nedovol\u00ed si poveda\u0165 vtip, boj\u00ed sa, \u017ee ju rozru\u0161\u00ed e\u0161te viac. V tejto chv\u00edli je pre\u0148ho ich l\u00e1ska t\u00fdm jedin\u00fdm, na \u010dom z\u00e1le\u017e\u00ed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pr\u00edde nov\u00fd de\u0148, nov\u00fd ve\u010der. Zoberie v\u0161etku silu, ktor\u00fa m\u00e1, a sk\u00fasi vtip. Nevhodn\u00e1 chv\u00ed\u013ea. Slov\u00e1 visia vo vzduchu. Nie s\u00fa vysloven\u00e9, no ich t\u00f3n je hlasn\u00fd.<\/span><\/p>\n

Vid\u00ed to. C\u00edti to.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prist\u00fapi k nej, pohlad\u00ed ju po l\u00edci a pobozk\u00e1 na \u010delo.<\/span><\/p>\n

Na zlomok sekundy je v\u0161etko povedom\u00e9. Pr\u00edli\u0161 povedom\u00e9.<\/span><\/p>\n

Akoby si jeho telo pam\u00e4talo nie\u010do, \u010do jeho myse\u013e nie.<\/span><\/p>\n

V tej chv\u00edli poc\u00edti boles\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

Poh\u013ead jej sk\u013azne ved\u013ea.<\/span><\/p>\n

N\u00f4\u017e.<\/span><\/p>\n

Najprv zaznie zvuk. Kov dopadne na zem.<\/span><\/p>\n

Potom ticho.<\/span><\/p>\n

Zatv\u00e1ra o\u010di.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u010co ak by nepri\u0161iel? Pre\u010do ten n\u00f4\u017e dr\u017eala?<\/span><\/p>\n

Pr\u00edde nov\u00fd de\u0148.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eDobr\u00e9 r\u00e1no\u2026\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Bol to sen?<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie sa na seba do zrkadla. Nie\u010do sa jej nezd\u00e1. D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu. Nie len pocit \u2014 stopa. Ako nie\u010do, \u010do u\u017e pre\u017eila, u\u017e stratila. Cel\u00fd de\u0148 m\u00e1 pocit, akoby sa to u\u017e stalo.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pr\u00edde ve\u010der. Pohladenie. Bozk.<\/span><\/p>\n

P\u00e1d.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nov\u00fd de\u0148.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eDobr\u00e9 r\u00e1no\u2026\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Ten ist\u00fd t\u00f3n. To ist\u00e9 svetlo.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ve\u010der.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tie ist\u00e9 slov\u00e1 sa formuj\u00fa e\u0161te sk\u00f4r, ne\u017e ich vyslov\u00ed.<\/span><\/p>\n

P\u00e1d.<\/span><\/p>\n

Znova.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prejde t\u00fd\u017ede\u0148.<\/span><\/p>\n

St\u00e1le je utorok.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pr\u00edde ve\u010der. T\u00e1 n\u00e1lada. Ten pocit. Ten nemo\u017en\u00fd vtip.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie sa na\u0148ho.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eNestalo sa toto u\u017e?\u201c op\u00fdta sa.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eNieko\u013ekokr\u00e1t,\u201c odvet\u00ed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201ePovedal som ti, \u017ee bez teba existova\u0165 nechcem,\u201c povie.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201e\u010co si urobil?\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eVedel som, \u017ee to m\u00f4\u017ee pr\u00eds\u0165,\u201c povie pokojne.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eTak som nenechal ten de\u0148 skon\u010di\u0165. Dr\u017eal som ho\u2026 aby som sa k tebe mohol vr\u00e1ti\u0165.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Na chv\u00ed\u013eku ostane nem\u00e1.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201ePre\u010do, ak vie\u0161, \u010do pr\u00edde, rob\u00ed\u0161 st\u00e1le to ist\u00e9? Pre\u010do st\u00e1le pr\u00edde\u0161? Pre\u010do to nech\u00e1\u0161 skon\u010di\u0165 takto?\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Pozrie sa na \u0148u pokojne.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eNechcem do toho zasahova\u0165. Zmenou jedn\u00e9ho momentu nezmen\u00edm realitu. Chcem s tebou pre\u017ei\u0165 ka\u017ed\u00fd jeden de\u0148 svojej existencie\u2026 aj keby to mal by\u0165 tento jeden dookola. Chcem \u0165a r\u00e1no vidie\u0165. Chcem \u0165a ve\u010der pobozka\u0165.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eSi bl\u00e1zon,\u201c zaznie.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eZabijem \u0165a loj.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

Zn\u00e1me slov\u00e1. Tentokr\u00e1t zn\u00e1my, jemn\u00fd t\u00f3n.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prist\u00fapi bli\u017e\u0161ie.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pohlad\u00ed ju.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pobozk\u00e1 na \u010delo.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tentokr\u00e1t nec\u00edti boles\u0165.<\/span><\/p>\n

Len teplo jej objatia.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eMilujem \u0165a,\u201c zaznie.<\/span><\/p>\n

Jej hlbok\u00e9 o\u010di sa zatvoria do sp\u00e1nku.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nikto nevie, ako tento pr\u00edbeh kon\u010d\u00ed. \u010ci \u017eij\u00fa \u0161\u0165astne a\u017e do smrti, alebo potrebuj\u00fa t\u00fato \u010dasov\u00fa slu\u010dku e\u0161te nespo\u010detnekr\u00e1t. Jedno je v\u0161ak ist\u00e9. Patria jeden k druh\u00e9mu.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

R\u00e1no, nezn\u00e1ma ulica. Vzduch je e\u0161te m\u00e4kk\u00fd, tepl\u00fd, nasiaknut\u00fd nocou. Kr\u00e1\u010da po chodn\u00edku od nezn\u00e1ma, bez cie\u013ea, bez smeru. Pred malou kaviar\u0148ou pri \u0161kole sa u\u017e tvor\u00ed rad, tak sa do\u0148 postav\u00ed a \u010dak\u00e1. Ke\u010f pr\u00edde na rad, uvedom\u00ed si, \u017ee nevie poveda\u0165 ni\u010d. Vytiahne mobil a r\u00fdchlo h\u013ead\u00e1 preklada\u010d. \u201eCoffee mai?\u201c ozve sa spoza […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":621,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[399],"tags":[426,427,428,429],"class_list":["post-620","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-paradoxa-sk","tag-destiny","tag-endlessday","tag-timeloop","tag-tragiclove"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/620","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=620"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/620\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":624,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/620\/revisions\/624"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/621"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=620"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=620"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=620"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}