Sul Campo Del Mare - Vilenica

V2-2010.PM5476/13/100, 12:13 PMDževad Karahasanwho you are or who I am, he never even wonders who he is himself, all hewants is to have the affair dealt with, as soon as possible. His impatientquestion, his apparent nervousness in opening the door, the crack whichonly allows you to see his face – all this fires your curiosity, so you startliterally forcing your way inside. But in your stupidity or naivety you donot know – that is, you utterly forget – that waiting inside is the veryperson who has opened the door, a person who always knows preciselywhat he wants and how to achieve it most easily, one of those pointlesssuccessful people to whom the word ‘boring’ hardly does justice becausethey are boredom incarnate.Nor is the door chain fastened by representatives of the hearty charactertype, who similarly open at once, almost before the sound of the bellhas died down. These, however, open the door wide, usually wide enoughto set it perpendicular to the wall; they address you, standing in the middleof the opening. Holding the door with the right hand, they keep theleft ready to invite you in with a gesture: they are, after all, hearty people,people who are, so to speak, born to invite everyone in and bound to betricked in the end. But that your hearty host has not invited you in evenbefore addressing you has little to do with the trick to which he fell preythe last time; to this type belong people of strong character, and a personof character can never learn anything contrary to his character; now, mistrustof the world and its phenomena would stand in stark contrast to hischaracter, wouldn’t it? He has not invited you in straightaway because heis tactful and well-mannered, and as such he knows that he should notoffer, let alone impose, an unasked-for kindness. This is why he waits withhis invitation until you say or show that you should like to enter.Here is the crucial difference between the hearty and the exuberanttype. The exuberant type has no tact and simply refuses to be taught manners,the poor devil is so delighted with life that he simply forgets aboutthere being evil in the world, and delighted even by visitors, expectedand unexpected alike. He opens the door wide, letting it go so that itoften bumps into the wall, unless there is one of those rubber door stoppersinstalled in the floor which will not let it open beyond a set limit.Never waiting for a split second, he invites you in at once because he iseven delighted by you. These are splendid people, sheer delight in theeyes of those who can stand them.”Translated by Nada Grošelj47