Stanislav Zindulka - Ohlédnutí v rozhovoru Zuzany Maléřové - CD

Stanislav Zindulka When he saw the world, three mothers stood over him. He knew that only one was the real one, but they all loved him equally. He chose only one woman for life. Yet she was the one who bore the weight of three. He always carried a gentle feeling within him. He was pampered and impractical at home. "I was tasked by the whole family to be the first to leave," he laughed. With a smile and hard work, he dissolved many troubles within himself. However, he was never devoid of eagerness, curiosity, and need. Before stepping onto the stage, he always thought of his mothers and father. And he looked at a photograph of his wife. She is smiling at him. The first ball. It was just for her that the poet wrote: "Such is it, madam, and it will never be different, that to live daily for someone – is to die daily." He loved life, theater, and when I once asked him how he envisions eternity, he replied: "I will sit on a cloud that will descend with me to a meadow." Our meetings were accompanied by a ritual. Whenever we met, I was greeted with roses at the beginning and a cheerful story or a new joke at the end. Thus, we regularly bid farewell with laughter full of joy, turning heads of people on the street. And when we parted, I felt the seriousness and nostalgia of a great little man who boarded the train of childhood and hope. Happy...