Cuento corto (II)/Short story (II)

"Era una tarde muy calurosa... y sólo porque necesitaba salir de su casa fue que decidió ir a cambiar esa camisa que le habían regalado para Navidad hacía unos días atrás.
Necesitaba pensar cómo seguiría su vida desde ese momento en adelante. Ya se había planteado que con el comienzo del nuevo año, su vida debía cambiar radicalmente, que todos esos objetivos que se había planteado debían ser llevados a la práctica, que debía levar esa ancla tan pesada que lo tenía clavado al piso en una situación que ya hacía tanto tiempo no daba para más ... pero era tan difícil cortar con todo lo cotidiano, a pesar del dolor, la tristeza y el des-amor del día a día.... se le hacía muy pesado romper con las estructuras de tantos años...
Y estaba con su mente ocupada en todos estos pensamientos, caminando, cuando de pronto se topó con ella... no podía creer lo hermosa que estaba...
Pero... era ella? Era posible que hubiera cambiado tanto...? Cómo pasó que esa nena tan redondita se había transformado en esta mujer tan bella?
Miles de pregutas empezaron a rondarle en la mente... qué había sido de ella en todos estos años, si la vida había sido justa con ella, una persona de una alma tan noble que no merecía sufrir...
Y en cuanto ella estaba a punto de disculparse por casi chocarlo, él le preguntó si lo recordaba (él estaba tan seguro que no lo registaría) ... y escucharla pronunciar su nombre y decirle que por supuesto lo recordaba, llenó de alegría su cansado corazón...
Hablaron mucho, muy rápido y en muy poco tiempo... y se despidieron, prometiéndose mantenerse en contacto... y cada uno siguió su camino...
Cuando iba caminando se maldijo por no haberla invitado a tomar algo en ese mismo momento... por qué se había quedado callado? qué extraña fuerza se había apoderado de él... un hombre que siempre obtenía lo que quería... y hoy quería a esta mujer... mezcla de belleza madura con la misma pícara mirada de siempre...
Y se juró en ese mismo momento encontrarla, comunicarse con ella... y nunca más volver a perder el contacto que hacía tanto tiempo habían perdido... hacía cuánto...? 20 años... 30 años que no se veían y no hablaban..?
No iba a permitir que esto volviera a ocurrir... la cosas del destino... todo pasa por algo... porque él no estaba buscando nada más que paz en este momento... y de pronto apareció ella... una mujer que tanto y tan poco conocía...quien había sido su mejor amiga y confidente durante la adolescencia... una mujer que si no la hubiera conocido, sabía que hubiera hecho algo para llamar su atención y hacerla entrar en su vida... "


"It was a very hot summer afternoon... and only because he needed to leave his house, he had decided to go and change that shirt which ne had been given as a gift fo Christmas just a few days before.
He needed to think how his life would go on from now onwards. He had already decided that with the beginning of the New Year, his life had to change radically, that all the objectives he had decided to achieve had to be put into practice, that he had to pick up that extremely heavy anchor which was nailing him down in a situation which had become so unbearably sustainable since so long already... but it was so dificult to cut loose from the daily routine, in spite of the pain, the sadness and the lack of love... it was bcoming so hard for him to break with the structures which had made up his life for such a long time...
And his mind was wandering while he was walking, when he suddenly almost bumped into her... he could not believe how beautiful she looked...
But... was this her? Was it possible that she had changed so much...? How had it happened that the young chubby girl he had known long ago had turned into such a beautiful woman?
A million questions started forming in his mind... what had been of her during all these years, if life had been fair on her, a person with such a pure and noble heart that she did not deserve to suffer...
And just as she was about to apologize to him for almost knocking him over, he asked her if she remembered him (he was so sure that she would not) ... and listening to her speak his name and say that of course she did, filled his tired heart with happiness...
They spoke a lot, very fast and in very little time... and they said goodbye, promising to keep in touch.. and they each went their own way...
When he was walking away, he cursed himself for not inviting her for a drink of something cool there and then... why had he remained so quiet? what strange force had taken power over him... a man who always got what he wanted... and today he wanted this woman... the perfect blend of mature beauty with that same mischevous look she had always had on her face...
And he promised himself that he would find her, and communicate with her... and that he would never again lose contact with her as he had so long ago... how long had it been...? 20 years... 30 years that they had not spoken nor seen each other...?
He would not allow this to happen again... fate, destiny... everything happens for a reason... because he was not looking for anything except peace of mind at this moment in his life... and suddenly she appeared... a woman he knew so well and so little at the same time... someone who had been his dear friend and confident during adolescence... a woman whom, had he not known, he knew that he would have done something to draw her attention and make her come into his life... "