At the Well Part 2

That
evening Arsen came home in a melancholy mood. Contrary to his habit, he first
went into the wine cellar and took a stiff drink, the first time he had ever
done so. He returned to the yard, sat down on a block of wood where he remained
long after dark, absorbed by nocturnal sounds. In the kitchen on the hearth,
flaming tongues shot out and licked the iron cauldron suspended by chains from
the ceiling. A newly discovered fire was burning in Arsen’s heart. In the
surrounding darkness he discerned human forms, dogs crossing the yard, oxen
returning from pasture; he heard the trampling of horses in their stalls; he
recognized his brother Nenad returning from the city. A hen jumped from the
mulberry tree, looked round sleepily, and flew to another branch. Already a
mouse dared to nibble at the block on which Arsen was sitting.

He
felt dizzy, and became frightened at his heart beats. Suddenly he began to
laugh, stupidly, for no reason at all. As he laughed and cried interm

At the Well Part 1

Laza K. Lazarevich (1851-1890)

After
completing his law studies at Belgrade, Lazarevich received a government
fellowship in medicine, and in 1872 began studying in Berlin. Seven years
later, having received his degree, he returned to Belgrade, where he filled
important official positions in his capacity as physician. He died in Belgrade
in 1890, probably of tuberculosis. Lazarevich is one of the most gifted and
popular of Serbian writers. His literary works were many and varied. 

Of
his many stories of the life of his native land, At the Well (first published
in 1881) is considered one of the finest. It is here published for the first
time in English. The translation is by I. Altaraz, Ph.D., to whom thanks are
due for permission to use it.

At the Well

Taense clouds of flakes, like white ghosts, are driven by the howling wind and swept in all directions until they hang like tiny white crystals on man’s whiskers and horse’s mane.—Tha

Kazanlak – the town of the most beautiful among women, the rose

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Holidays Bulgaria – Kazanlak – the town of the most beautiful among women, the rose…

There is something in Kazanlak, which is not only the beautiful nature and the fascinating women. There is something which is in the air, something which is soaked in the soil… Something that explains the specific atmosphere and flavour Kazanlak has. Atmosphere of a place where time stands still but life doesn’t; where one can feel peaceful, calm and safe. And the flavour of the rose, the unique rose.

The Valley of Roses and the Valley of the Thr

Istanbul Palaces and Kasirs

Dolmabahce Palace

Sultan Abdulmecit moved his court from Topkapi Palace to Dolmabahce Palace in 1855.

The palace that was built in showy style called Sekerci Style, is built by the Armenian Balyan family.

It forms a complex with Dolmabahqe Mosque and the Clock Tower. Mustafa Kemal Ataturk, the founder of modern Turkey, died in this palace in 1938. The interior decoration of the palace is in harmony with the complexity of the exterior surface which extends as far as 500 meters parallel to the sea.

(Open between 9 AM -4 PM everyday except Monday and tbursday, Dolmabahce Caddesi (Dolmabahce).

Dolmabahce Palace, constructed in 1855, after Topkapi Palace, is an imposing building on the sea shore.

Aynali Kavak Kasri

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