Ptitchitza u niskom letu

Kosovo Coda

I went to the Hague yesterday, to get a small loan from a friend.

On my way towards the main square I saw a woman with "blue-white-red" flag painted on her face. On the main square there were about five people, and on the opposite side a piece of cloth was hang between two trees with "KOSOVO = SERBIA" writen on it, and blue, white and red baloons, three of them on each side. I took the white one on my aim, and puctured it with my hand. The echo made the sound of it breaking sound like a bullet.

- Goeie dag, meneer! ("Good day, Sir"), a guy at the opposite side said very loudly.
- DO VIDJENJA, ("Au revoir"), I said firmly and just as loud.
- Waarom "Do vidjenja"?, he replied pronouncing perfectly the frase from our common language.

Adreline overwhelmed me instantly, so much so that I saw white dots. I said nothing and went away quietly. I am happy for Kosovars, despite how dangerous their newly declared indepence may be for the stability of the region. Kosovars paid their dues, Serbs made sure of that.

Why "do vidjenja"? Because I have so much anger and rage within me that I would be tempted to join Kosovars in defending themselves should the Serbs try to enter Kosovo without passports, in which case I could easily see the same guy on a viewfinder of my sniper, that's why.