We can smell the dampness in the air as we enter the orphanage wing in which the evicted persons live. In one of the rooms we encounter a young woman with a baby son. Munira Dulic is 34-years-old. She is crying while she tells us about her case.
"I lived in an apartment in the township of Mejdan with my mother and a child. My father has died, I've divorced my husband, one of my brothers is in Norway and another one is retarded and lives in Velika Kladusa. We started having a lot of problems starting with the Serb exodus from Krajina in August 1995. Almost daily, armed people were coming to our apartment and telling us to leave, to go to Jajce or Travnik. They were mostly policemen from counties which remained under Muslim or Croatian control. During those 'visits', the policemen took away our certificate of ownership for the apartment and twice beat up my mother Mirsada who is very ill."
"They tried to convince us to go to our territory; they said, go to Alija. What am I going to do there? I could have left this city so many times, but I was born here and I want to stay here regardless of the consequences. One of them hit me, then my mother; the child started to scream. We moved to our relatives' place, but they are very poor, so we had to look for another solution. They sent us here from the Red Cross. Unfortunately, even here there is a lack of solidarity. Some have while some don't. None of the 'neighbors' asks whether I need something. As if the people have lost the feeling of solidarity," concludes Munira.
Dzevad, until recently a soldier in the Army of the republic of Srpska from Sipovo near Jajce, lives in the same room. His being in the Serb army didn't make his life a lot easier. Today, he doesn't know the whereabouts of his family, nor does he know what will happen to him.
"The truth must be told," says Stjepan Bokan while entering Munira Dulic's room in his wheelchair. "When Jajce fell, a neighbor came to me, gave me the keys and told me to go there, and to leave my house to him. He gave me two and a half hours to decide. I stayed put, and than he started shouting that both me and my wife would die, and I realized that he wasn't kidding. He didn't allow us to take anything, not even our personal papers."
While the media in Banja Luka write about Ukrainian-Serb friendship, Stjepan's wife Honorata, an Ukrainian, is bitter that the man who forced them out of their house was their neighbor, neither a refugee nor in any danger.
Rahima Lisac (61) used to live behind the department store Boska in the center of the city. She was the owner of the apartment in which she lived. She lived in the apartment with her 93-years-old mother who died at the orphanage a few days before.
In one of the rooms, we find eight men, most of them elderly.
"I stayed in Banja Luka, although other members of my family went to Sweden. I was fired from a company in which I had worked from more than 30 years; I've had a work obligation for more than two years," relates Mustafa Hasanagic (60), who is visibly ill. Now, he will have to move out of Banja Luka; because of his illness he cannot stay at the orphanage, and some policemen are in his house. "I have already given a statement for the ICRC, my family has sent the papers from Sweden, and I'll leave soon. There, I'll perhaps die from sorrow for Banja Luka."
Asim Gazic also had a house in the very center of the city. In his case, Banja Luka police reacted almost 40 times, and he was consequently left alone for a while. Until November, when he was evicted although he had taken two Serb policemen into his house.
"Let us be clear," says Asim, "I don't blame all Serbs. These evictions and looting of houses and apartments were carried out by armed gangs, majority of whom are not from Banja Luka. Banja Luka Police Chief himself tried to protect me but in the end, the stronger ones prevailed. Regardless, I am angry at Banja Luka authorities."
Rifat Dostovic (59) is a Muslim, his wife Marija a Croat. They lived alone (they have no children) in a two room apartment in Ante Jakic township in Banja Luka. Since the August exodus, they have been through a real calvary.
"I cannot recall all those who beat me. I have been beaten up more than ten times. Only because I am a Muslim. At the suggestion of Banja Luka police, we took in the family of Radosav Misic from Jajce. Then some other policemen came and threw out both us and those poor souls from the apartment. They screamed at them that they cannot move in to an apartment in the center of the city," says Rifat. His wife Marija hasn't fared better. She has also been beaten up by policemen several times.
According to him, some of the people living at the orphanage have filed cases at the Banja Luka court seeking to return to their apartments. So far none of those cases has been concluded.