While I was writing the last post, one thing came to my mind.
Here is the quote that I want to share with all of You.
It is from my fathers book, entitled "The brass soul of Serbia".
It is a bad translation, but, pleas, do not hesitate to ask me for words or meanings that You don't understand.
I don't know why it is important but I hope it might be interesting for You. :)
minja
Zoran Bogavac
THE BRASS SOUL OF SERBIA
"The words Faith, Love and Hope overwhelm a man with light which lasts longer than death.
Freedom is a nice word.
What could be more beautiful to be said about the man than "He is the real Man."
A woman is the word which comforts and caresses ( but it can be a punishment, too, sometimes when it torments by restlessness and senselessness).
Brother is the beautiful word, my brother.
There are so many beautiful words in Serbian.
Serbia is a Serbian word too.
But, is there a word that is more Serbian than Serbia is?
The mot Serbian out of all Serbian words? Spite!
Many bad things can be done out of spite, but they are being done. On the other hand there is nothing good that can survive and last for good in Serbia without spite.
The fine Serbian spite is a phrase that seems too difficult to be translated into other languages! You can find suitable foreign words for fine and for Serbian, but when it comes to spite, you can clearly see... that is not it, that is not The fine Serbian spite. The phrase in a foreign language is not wearing sajkaca nor opanci.
It does not sing when it feels like crying. It does not dance while its grave is being dug. It does not spend money when it is penniless. It doe not continue to struggle at the point when everyone else gives up. It does notdrink beer from a bottle, served at case for beer bottles in front of a grocery shop. It never says to a tax-collector: only the state is more rotten then us, the peasants. It does not speak loud where everybody else whispers. It does not use hand palm a an ashtray in salons, nor does it take off his shoes on the train. I does not smell like flower, when it is in deep shit... No, "The fine Serbian spite" is definitely untranslatable.
The poet Branko V. Radicevic - a macho who used to wear the Serbian soul under his coat, caressed and hugged it a if it was a wounded dove, derived from the word spite a brand new one- the word inachica ... (small and cute spite)
The word Inachica was invented in Guca.
Branko V. Radicevic was certainly aware that spite might be performed even by a fool, whereas Inachica was something that only smart people could deal with.
Inachica denotes when someone can precept further and deeper, as well as that was once and what will be. It is not when one knows everything about things that are considered as non-existing, and believes that what does not exists will appear in future. Because anything that existed in the past will exist again in the future!
When fire is being extinguished, only one sparkle within the ashes is sufficient to provide warmth at an old fire place.
There is not sparkle- it was said. On the contrary, there was!
In the end it turned out to be that way. Well, that is Inachica.
Even when an extinguished fire is being fired up again at a cold fire place, it already warms the soul.
Some people would maybe even call it a wisdom?
They will, eventually, when the fire starts burning.
When a wise man does foolish things, and afterwards is, for doing so, awarded by the people who used to make fun of him- that i how I would present the word Inachica to children, and I am certain that they would understand. It is not visible, but I do know (don't ask me how, I just know!) : there is still an invisible fire in them, who better speak computer language than Serbian, drugs is closer to them than rakija, EXIT means more to them than Gucha, slam poetry than traditional cheering and hip hop than Cacak kolo.
I will not mention the one on the apple and the three. The chromosome map has already been drawn by scientists somewhere in Japan or in the United States. And tomorrow (I jut know!) among the millions of tiny genes the one will be discovered which contains... The Fine Serbian Spite.
You say that there is no Serbian spite left? ... Well, there is! "
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