My sparrow

My sparrow

My sparrow is quite common: Bouncy, happy and elusive. Plays hide and seek among the branches braiding the four corners of my square. Calls me with the singing of a childish laugh, and it disappears leaving me alone, searching for its improbable shadow. I want to be...
Jail

Jail

The Jail’s chaplain asked me once if I would be willing to lecture the inmates as part of an activity organised by the education committee. I had to talk about the Balkans war, then in full actuality. I had worked as a correspondent from Croatia and Bosnia...
A moving celebration

A moving celebration

For the ones that follow this blog is not a surprise that this year we are celebrating the centenary of my father, Luka Brajnović Recently his former students of the University of Navarre, organised a celebration in his honour in Madrid. Some famous Spanish...
Family, Faith and Freedom

Family, Faith and Freedom

Where do your morals come from — your family? Your faith? Your philosophical worldview? How do you deal with those who don’t share them, or derive them from a different source? I have been lucky in life to build what I think is a consistent moral system to follow. I...
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