Neither the tenants of the surrounding buildings damaged with detonation last night could conceal their distress, being themselves the witnesses of the horror that took place next to their windows. Broken windows, glass pieces, concrete segments, bricks, and iron scattered all around throughout the Tasmajdan park, the Takovska, Aberdareva and Ilija Garasanin streets speak vividly on the force of the enemy impact and the intention to destroy as many civilian facilities as possible.
"Luckily, I was not at home last night. The massive explosion was heard also at Kalenic, at my friend’s home. As soon as I heard that the RTS was hit I went back to my home and encountered a horrendous sight. Bomb fragments dashed through the balcony and open windows into the apartment on the fifth floor, and all around there were concrete and bricks, remnants of carpentry, glass and dust", says Zarko Sotra from the Ilija Garasanin street, some two hundred meters away from the aggressors’ yesterday’s target. As he says, most of the tenants from his building, luckily, were not in their apartments, so that there were no casualties. All the glasses in the basement are cracked and broken, and bomb fragments have also reached other floors.
Fellow citizens from the Takovska street, gathered in front of the buildings, say they know that the cowards from the West and their servants – criminals, use to pound upon the town mainly by night. Though knowing that these criminals annihilate innocent men put on their "list" as military targets, they cannot believe that the satans have this time pounced upon young innocent journalists, cameramen, editors and all other champions of truth, who also that night were doing their job. "I don’t know what has happened with my son. He went to work yesterday about 7 p.m. His shift was supposed to end this morning. However, it seems that he has not made to go out through the RTS main entrance. I still hope that he will be taken out alive from the wreckage, a mother sobbed yesterday, cursing murderous projectiles sent by Western ödemocrats+.
Velja Milanovic, whose house stands next to the Television fence in the Ilija Garasanin street was but lucky to stay alive, as well as his neighbour who stayed without a roof. Namely, the massive detonation and bomb fragments have thus damaged her roof that she can no more live in her apartment. Asking the assembled men in front of the 6 Takovska street to step away so that he can take off the broken glass on the entrance door, a young boy could not speak about the last night in which his colleagues have lost their young lives.
Jovan Stojanovic, from this building, says he was saved thanks to the advice he heard maybe just from those same ones who were killed last night. This old Belgrader from the fifth floor explains that they were incessantly warning us how to keep our windows open by night, to pull down the blinds, instructing us what to do. "I followed their advice and nothing has happened to me. Thanks to them I am all right", Jovan Stojanovic adds in a trembling voice, trusting heavily upon his stick His neighbours from lower floors were not that lucky, and their apartments suffered massive damages. Windows are broken, wreckage and broken glass are all around.
In the yesterday’s criminal and vandal act the "Dusko Radovic" Children Theatre was almost completely ruined, much the same as the Children Cultural Centre standing next to the building of the Radio Television of Serbia. Metal fragments of the barbarians’ missiles, bricks and concrete structure pieces have hit these facilities in which until just yesterday children were coming. Over many years, in these very same premises, with its heart open, the Children Cultural Centre was receiving children of Europe also from those countries which pay us back in this way. By killing our children, depriving them of childhood and freedom, taking them away from their toys and parents’ embraces, taking their future away. Leaving behind pulled down memories of the life pulsating in the "Dusko Radovic" Children Theatre over decades that was disrupted by the yesterday’s bloody dawn.
