nedjelja, 30. srpnja 2017.


After Bridge of Spies, Dunkirk was the first movie that genuinely resonated with me. It was a human experience in war times that touched me. Anxiety, fear, will to survive, being lost and being brave. As someone who did experience war, I could understand what was attempted (successfully in my opinion) to be depicted. We forget soldiers are humans. Not robots you switch off and on.
And no, there were no amusing dialogues.  There is nothing amusing about war. And no, there were no super heroes. Just ordinary people who wanted to survive and in a process discovered what they were made of. Some exhibited unbelievable bravery and sacrifice. Some didn't.  The thing is - none of us know what lies inside us till that point.
So for those of you that expect Rambo type action movie - don't bother watching it.

četvrtak, 21. srpnja 2016.

Opinion (s)

Opinion - a view or judgement formed about something, not necessarily based on fact or knowledge.

In the past, under tyrannical leaders, people were not allowed to express their honest opinion. Heads would roll and opinions were supresed. We still have areas with such views.

In most places though, people have a right to an opinion.

That's a good thing, right?

It is good as long as one understands that opinion does not equal truth or fact in most cases.
It is good as long as one understands that opinion of majority does not necessarily represents the truth.
It is good as long as one understands to value different opinions.
It is good as long as we base our own opinion on as much facts as we can possibly aquire.

ponedjeljak, 31. kolovoza 2015.

When you give an authority to a cockroach

I didn't plan to write anything for today until I've seen this image in the news.
Hungarian border police made Syrian refugees kneel in the line for train ticket.
I am fuming! How small and disgusting person you have to be to do that?! How unsure of yourself those people (read: worms)are when they have to belittle other human beings!
History always talks and writes about dictators and evil leaders. But none of them would have made it if it wasn't for these small souls who live in a pit and wait for their moment!
We all have them! No country is free from them.
There is a saying - give a man a bit of power and you will see how he is.

nedjelja, 30. kolovoza 2015.

The city I love - Mostar

The love story with this beautiful city started more than 20 years ago. It was immediately after the war and it was completely in rubble.
But there was something ... I cannot quite explain it ... the soul, the spirit that whispered to me and even then I found it beautiful.
Today it's known for the Old Bridge, built during Ottomans, destroyed during Bosnian war and rebuilt again.
And though it is the most famous landmark .. It is not just that ... It's green Neretva river, smell of sage, old narrow roads and people.

subota, 29. kolovoza 2015.

To hell and back

No, those who escaped hell will never talk about it. There is no point. It was over and they survived.
Those who do talk about it, never even came close.

petak, 28. kolovoza 2015.

Not my job!

Sounds familiar, doesn't it? Nobody wants to push a bit extra. Ih, what am I saying? Nobody wants to do their job, period.
And that attitude is spread across the society and different branches: from grocery to hospital.
The other day I went to the shop where I bought my PC, as I needed a part to replace. The guy, in absolute apathy told me they are not doing it. I responded to him aren't you in a service business? The sale itself is not a service, it is a sale!! He looked at me in disbelief, that went straight over his head.
This is just one of many illustrations of "that's not my job" attitude and they will be first ones to complain how business is going down.

četvrtak, 27. kolovoza 2015.

Sportsmanship and are we getting away from it?

The thing I always loved about sports was perserverance, spirit, teamwork and manners. Somebody will lose and somebody will win, but the good game was always a good game. You tap your oponent on the back and shake hands. Next time - who knows, again somebody will win and somebody will lose. Yet the manners we conduct ourselves whether we lose or win define us as good or bad athlete and person.