Memorable Days
I
t was winter. January. The sky above Sarajevo was covered with dark clouds. The rays of sun hardly shone through these curtains of gray. It had been like this for almost seven days. I met a friend who said that he had gone to the mountains. He said: “Jahorina is great. The sun is shining and the place is full of people who are fed up with city life.” He also told me that he went to the hotel Jahorina and that the the Jahorina apartments are just as good as they used to be. He suggested that we should go next weekend on a little trip. I remember those days when Jahorina used to attract people from all over the world. The hotel Jahorina and the apartments were full of foreigners who kept returning to Jahorina after the Olympic Games. I could see these images from the past clearly in my head and I decided to pay a visit to Jahorina together with my friend. ”Oh yes, Jahorina” I whispered and realized that that was the place where I could run away from everyday life. I immediately called hotel Jahorina and booked an apartment for me and my friend. The weekend arrived soon, just like every weekend does. On Saturday morning my phone rang continually. I hardly reached for the headset. I thought my sister must have cleaned the flat and left the headset so far away at the table next to the bed. It was my friend Damir calling. He said that he would pick me up in two hours. He was on time. Somehow we managed to pack our things into his Mercedes and off we went escaping the darkness that has spread above Sarajevo. We drove for a while and finally at the side of the rode we say a sign with Jahorina apartments written on it. We were close. I finally saw the rays of sun which I had not seen for a long time. These simple rays of sun made me so happy. That was a completely different world from the one I have left behind in the city. Everyone is happy, playful and relaxed. We finally arrived at our hotel. After so many years I was back again. Nothing has really changed. I have spent the weekend with mixed feelings from my past and present, sorrow and joy, but after all I have to confess that these days were really memorable.
