I. THOSE WERE THE DAYS MY FRIENDS
I was born in a country which
faced long years of communist regime.Everyday's life followed a
monotonous path ,in a rather greytoned environment,sort of isolation and lack of regular contacts to ordinary people from abroad were common.
The media ,surveyed,focused
just in the single wanted and ordered direction ,unbiased information an exception,TV reduced to only one state channel.
Travelling was a nice dream,
a favour just for the few.Limited to
business trips,organized tours to some of the neighbouring communist countries.No passeport in your posession.the lucky ones to get one had it deposed with the authorities,which handed it over to them only before starting a allowed trip.So you never knew if next time you still "deserve"to travel and your passport will be handed over to you or refused.
To those living in the western world this might seem a bit unreal,
but in fact,those were the days we lived my friends !