"When you go, touching your low flying dreams, try to count them all and catch them, before they, fall asleep. All the ones left over, you scoop into your hands, and save for keeps. When the weather turns, you'll bend them into a kite, to fly above my street" Kirsty Stegwazi - Kites
Friday, February 15, 2008
An eery unease
It may be just me, but I feel an eery unease here at the moment.
Kosovo is likely on the verge of declaring independence from Serbia this weekend. In south Mitrovica (as through much of the province) there is already preparations for celebrations, two days ahead of the expected announcement. Flags of Albania, USA, EU and France fly in the streets and giant cakes are being baked.
The north is relatively quiet this afternoon, though it is also a kind of holiday for Serbia today which could explain it.
Many internationals here are a bit unsure what to think or believe, rumours are rife and concrete information is scarce.
I am feeling quite nervous with both excitement and fear, a very weird feeling indeed. Alert, not alarmed perhaps...
After so many years of uncertainty, to be on the verge of a defined 'status' must be overwhelmingly emotional for the majority Albanian Kosovars, I wonder if knowing one way or the other and getting some certainty will be any kind of relief for the minority Serbian Kosovars?
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