“During the war, my family and I stayed in Obilic, the village where I come from. Under my house, we had a huge basement where the whole neighborhood could be protected from the NATO boomings. 💣 I cannot remember how many times the bombs hit my house. 🏚 In those times, Albanians fled to Albania and other countries, however, when the war finished, they started coming back. Then, a lot of Serbians fled.” Milic explains. 📍
At 26 years-old, Milic knows what it’s like to flee home because of bombs and violence. It’s happened twice in his life. The first time was after the Kosovo war (Feb 1998 – Jun 1999). ✖️✖️ “Some Albanians started to burn houses. 🔥Then, my father decided to send my sister and me to my aunt in Kraljevo, Serbia.” 👣 They came back one year and a half later 🔙
By 2004, violence against Serbians broke out again 💢 when Kosovo media reported that 3 young Albanian children had drowned in the Ibar River. Despite appeals for caution, television reports quickly asserted that Serbs had been responsible for the incident. 📹🗞 “My father was watching through the window what was happening outside. Albanians were burning Serbian houses again. He told us that if they come to kill us, we should kill ourselves before that happens,” Milic tells. ✖️🔻 Today, He is living in the north Mitrovica, a city separated by a the Ibar River. The North is mainly populated by Serbian. The Sotuh, by Albanians. ❌. Check out his story in www.euroviews.eu / Stories from Kosovo 🇽🇰 or link in bio! 🔹 by @sisulopez #journalism #war #stories #people #life #photojournalism
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Vladimir Milic (26). Background Saint Demetrius Orthodox Church in Mitrovica.
The 21st of June in 1998, the Yugoslav football team played against the German’s 🇩🇪 . Milorad Trifunoviç (50) and his brother, Miroslav (42) watched the match together. The sport clash ended in a 2-2draw, however, due to the football dynamics, it meant victory for the Yugoslav team.⚽️ “That was the last time I saw my brother. We decided to meet the following day to celebrate the victory of our football team. 🥘 I went to the restaurant and I ordered food. The bad news came when I was waiting for him there. 📩 My brother had been kidnapped earlier that morning along with nine other colleagues by the Kosovo Liberation Army (KLA) when they were on their way to work,” Milorad tells. ✖️✖️ After 20 years, Milorad is still fighting to find his remains. He works in an multi-ethnic association of Families of missing people. ▪️▫️”We are trying to find some ways for the future. All the victims are the same, their nationalities do not matter. We are not asking how many Serbians, Albanians or Romans are missing anymore. We just want to find out the truth for the (around) 1.600 missing people. 🔹🔸 Check out this story in www.euroviews.eu 🌎 for @sisulopez #journalism #photojournalism #stories #life #missingpeople #war
