A city of good and honorable people

Once upon a time, an old woman, one of the oldest inhabitants of that now forgotten place, was sitting on a daily basis in front of the doors of a city, surrounded by high walls. In order to find a new home for himself, one young man came in one day and asked the old woman: “Dear, I would like to move to this beautiful city, but please tell me what kind of people are in it.” The old woman smiled benevolently and asked, “What kind of kid are the people from the city you come from?” Degenerated, the stranger complained that he lived for a long time surrounded by grubings, hypocrites, and deceitful people. “My child, the same kind of people live in this city too.” Defeated by what he heard, the young man was outraged by the accusation: “The world has broken down. People are all the same. ” The old woman remained as a guardian of the old city to sit in front of his walls. Shortly thereafter, the city visited another traveler from far away. Turning to the mild old man that the work was to get into this unusual city, he asked: “But tell me what kind of people are living in this city?” “And what were they in the place from which you came from?” Repeated the old woman’s question. “Good and congratulate people, “said the young man.” You are such a son and here, “answered the old woman.

Why this story, you will ask yourself. The deep wisdom that emanates from the lines of this simple storyline has led me to say that, at any time, and whenever a friend of mine complained about evil colleagues and even worse bosses, to the world political scene and great economic crisis, bad and unreliable lovers, I literally repeat. I noticed that my dear and annoyed friends stayed imagined, whenever they were struck by what they had just heard. Why did we forget that we have come to this world, so unique, as good and noble beings? How did it happen that, as the years pass, we permanently forget that we are looking forward to life? Why is it so difficult to find a corner where the armed men will not be able to enter – work problems, unpaid bills or bad experiences in love? My answer to the question is that it is not difficult to love yourself and others, to have your own life and time for diving into the interior of the being, but most women are afraid of that. Usually, when it comes to trifles, contempt and self-control, to build your own glorious world is not an easy job. Who will then look at the daily political scene in Serbia? How to give up fanatical quarrels with people in the division of work? How to blur in traffic jams, on the obvious indicators that in the presence of your husband is a more and more frequent beautiful secretary…

How to get the real self? Peace sometimes means re-examination, peace means that we will do yoga several times a week, forgetting the rest of the world, locking the door of the apartment with ourselves and safe steps to the coffee with the godfather (which we post for years), we will walk next to the Zemun quay, they realize that for each breath and breath before this beauty one needs to thank someone …

And when you step into the world yourself, into a world in which life is respected and time measures the good things that you have done for a unique self, the city in which you live, believe it, the same one from whom the other alien arrived, finding himself in front of the gate of the new of life. A city of good and honorable people…