The flu that I had a relatively severe illness was "whooping cough" for "retinal rupture" that stuck to me at a wedding. Everything in front of me in the right eye I saw in a fog. Fortunately, I ran into some bright ophthalmologists in Bar and Podgorica, so I very quickly found myself at a private clinic in Belgrade, where my retina was "patched" with a laser.
After the intervention, the doctor walked away quickly, so in that confusion I didn't have time to ask him anything. But that's why I prepared for the control, six days later. Just when he thought we were going to part again quickly, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a dozen prepared questions, from when he expects the fog to clear to whether I can lift a load larger than two kilograms. I didn't let him go until he answered every question. Maybe that's why he answered my first question: "The fog should disappear completely, and if it doesn't - you'll get used to it!"
He comforted me very nicely.
Thus, unplanned and unexpected, I experienced another April in Belgrade.
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I had no intention of participating in the presidential elections due to the incorrectness of the opposition, which failed to find a credible joint candidate and once again played with potential voters.
And then, with his performances, one of the presidential candidates motivated me...
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One of the most beautiful streets in Bar is Vladimira Rolovića, especially that part of it across the street from the former ZIB, which plunges into "my" street, Milo Boškovića. And that's because of the always refreshing line of linden trees. There, the leaves are eternally trembling and whispering, even when there seems to be no wind. From there, especially in the spring, an intoxicating smell spreads.
I pass that street every day and, regardless of the fact that it is in the so-called in the strict center of the city, I breathe with full lungs.
The evening after the presidential election, I noticed some iron scalameri between two linden trees. I thought: "My God, who could be so unknown as to place anything in the middle of the most beautiful row of trees in the marsh?"
I also believe that at least one branch had to be removed due to scalameria and that the roots of the linden tree were crushed when the hole was filled with iron and concrete.
But I calculated: maybe it's a reflector that will illuminate the problematic intersection even better, and the resulting damage has at least some justification.
The next day I was, to put it mildly, unpleasantly surprised when I saw that two huge billboards were placed on the scalameri.
It's unbelievable how much disrespect and underestimation ordinary citizens are shown by those who put up billboards in the middle of the city's most beautiful tree plantation. And even more so those who approved it.
The reflector would be of some use to the citizens of Bar, billboards, apart from spoiling the tree line, only harm, because they can distract the attention of drivers and pedestrians at one of the city's most problematic intersections.
And let's face it: even if my late father had been buried there, I would be the first to sign the petition to remove the scalameri and return everything to its former state.
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Miloš Forman, an American director of Czech origin, died at the age of 87. Among other things, he is the author of three iconic films: "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" (1975), "Hair" (1979), and "Amadeus" (1984).
It is an opportunity to recall the unforgettable definition of democracy from "Kosa": "Democracy is when a white man sends a black man to kill a yellow man, 20.000 kilometers from his home, under the pretext of defending the security of his country, which he stole from the red man."
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I am currently in the phase of questioning myself in the knowledge of foreign words, especially Turkish words. And I'm not celebrating.
For example, according to Vujaklija, sevap means "to help someone who needs help, who is weaker or in trouble". And I thought that, in fact, it is sevap when you do a good deed and remain unknown.
Or, as father Mitrofan from Hilandar explained: "Ours is only what we give to others".
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