21.7.07

WIND ...::Fragment::...

The impossible thing came between Pamela and Jamshed after they had
spent seven days making love to one another with inexhaustible
enthusiasm, infinite tenderness and such freshness of spirit that you'd
have thought the procedure had only just been invented. For seven days
they remained undressed with the central heating turned high, and
pretended to be tropical lovers in some hot bright country to the south.
Jamshed, who had always been clumsy with women, told Pamela that he
had not felt so wonderful since the day in his eighteenth year when he
had finally learned how to ride a bicycle. The moment the words were
out he became afraid that he had spoiled everything, that this
comparison of the great love of his life to the rickety bike of his student
days would be taken for the insult it undeniably was; but he needn't
have worried, because Pamela kissed him on the mouth and thanked
him for saying the most beautiful thing any man had ever said to any
woman. At this point he understood that he could do no wrong, and for
the first time in his life he began to. feel genuinely safe, safe as houses,
safe as a human being who is loved; and so did Pamela Chamcha.


Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

2 comments:

Jorge Hernández Jiménez said...

no se porqué se hagan así los renglones, pero es uno de los pasajes que más he disfrutado. I'm corny, pero es que la metamorfosis de Gibreel no la podía citar toda o se me pone loco blogger. . .

Forrester said...

Chingon como siempre. Saludos desde Hong Kong, mate.