This new struggle seems quite futuristic -for two nations that have been translated into headlines, for the major part of the twentieth century, as marred by ancient tribal hate and confused by such out-of-style European ideas as ethnic supremacy.

Four months ago, this teenager in Sarajevo and two others poured gasoline on a 72-year-old pensioner, Ljubica Spasojevic-Djokic and set her ablaze, for no apparent reason. She died from her injuries a week later.

I do not like the smell of the smoke and am always depressed when I realize how terribly my clothes stink after a night spent in a nightclub or bar. But that reality isn’t enough for me to say: stop doing that - and I’m not sure I’m really going to be able to get rid of the habit.

A man walks into a bar, and asks for a pack of cigarettes. The waiter duly returns with a Marlboro Lights, with the insignia: “Smoking Causes Cancer.” The customer suitably unsatisfied asks to change the pack of Marlboro’s with another one.

Seriously. This way we could target smokers from all over the planet who chafe under the tight anti-smoking regulations of their home countries.

Few weeks ago, together with many friends of mine, we gathered in the centre of Pristina to sign a petition in support to what today is known the “Union” building”. The action came as a response to media reports that Pristina Municipality is considering to destroy or maybe even move this building, which is the only old remaining building in the city centre.

It’s Berlin. The city of history! The point where what was known to be the East and the West used to clash. Or they maybe still do. I was there for a hard-working weekend with my colleagues from BIRN, in the opening of this year’s Balkan Fellowship for Journalistic Excellence.