Thursday, May 13, 2010

Micro relato acerca de lo que nadie pudo comprender---Micro story about something no one could understand.Copyright Carlos de la Parra IN BILINGUAL PRESENTATION,spanish and english..

El profesor Victor Franco había logrado crear una fórmula que quien la bebía podía volar.                       Los del gobierno y el departamento de defensa querían utilizarla para propósitos bélicos.
Fueron a su granja en Connecticut para presionarlo,pues él se negaba a revelar los ingredientes.Desesperado ante el acoso,les dijo que le daría agua a su vaca y los atendía;pero en realidad le dió el brevage a la res.Para sorpresa de todos salió volando,montado sobre el animal;y evitaron ser detectados por el radar volando bajo;pero por las costas de Florida los atrapó un huracán ,y desvió su rumbo iendo a parar hasta un remoto poblado de la India.La vaca estaba cansada de tanto volar y sufría de sed así que ahí mismo aterrizó.
Los aldeanos al ver éste suceso consideraron que ambos el profesor y la vaca eran deidades,por lo cual comenzaron a adorarlos,e instalarlos en su nueva vivienda ;el templo local.
Casualmente llovió,cesando así una prolongada sequía ,y éste beneficio fué atribuído a los nuevos dioses.
Toda la población se volcó a brindarles banquetes y festejos,y como dicen que a lo bueno se acostumbra uno rápido,ambos disfrutaban innumerables goces que les proporcionaban sus seguidores.
Pero el día en que el profesor encontró en un mercado local las estampitas que lo mostraban volando montado en su vaca,comprendió que era hora de emprender nuevamente el vuelo,pues tarde o temprano una estampita de éstas llegaría a manos del gobierno.
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NOW ENGLISH VERSION. amazing story involving a scientific breakthrough. TOP SECRET.
Reading is only authorized to people in their right mind.   AWESOME REPORT OF EVENTS.

Professor Victor Frank had developed a formula that once you drank it,it would enable you to fly,literally.
The government and the defense department had him under pressure to release his secret mix to be used as warfare,and he was furious,since he had envisioned a myriad of benefits that could be derived by a flying humanity,and many ways for it to be a contributing factor to world peace and reduction of pollution from cars and aircraft.
At his farm in Connecticut,he saw the whole parade arrive;the spooks,the uniforms,the politicians and some people from the banking and bussiness community,yeah,they could all smell the money,he thought.
He regretfuly welcomed them into the main house,and told them he would join them as soon as he watered the cows,causing the amused repressed smile that said,check the eccentric genius.
But to everyone's surprise he had his favorite cow drink the beverage,and proceeded to mount on it and went airborne right in front of their dropped jaws.
He started flying southwards,at low altitude to avoid the radar,but a great hurricane wind made him change course,and the next thing you know,they landed at a remote village in India.
As it might be expected,they considered the professor an the cow an incarnation of an arriving deity,and this happen to coincide with a welcome abundant rainfall after a lengthy drought they had been enduring;so the entire village exploded in a celebration beyond anything seen in Bollywood .
Both of these newest gods were moved into the main temple,and were showered with pleasures and attention that almost set them in a real nirvanic trance.
But one day the professor was strolling around a local market,and he realized it was time to leave as he saw they were selling stamps with his with a picture of him riding the flying cow.It would be a matter of days before one of those images got to the government people.
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2 comments:

  1. Me gustó. Muy divertido, ingenioso.

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  2. Gracias Isabel,un honor para mí tu opinión,siendo que admiro tanto tus hermosos escritos,por cierto acostumbro agregar algún comentario, ahí en tu blog,pero me los regresan en forma de correos electrónicos cuya entrega falló.

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