FLASH
Shkruar nga Agron Gjekmarkaj
An infinity of thoughts attacked me, but luckily the wheels touched the ground and Life began again!
The chronicle tells the story of the horror on the plane! A week ago, when we were returning from Vienna by balloon, we saw horror with our own eyes! We were going more towards the sky than towards the ground! The women were screaming and the brave men were crying!
The flight attendants were making the sign of the cross. It was the night of judgment. We didn't know that we had so much sweat on our bodies that our pants turned to mush and even the floor got wet!
Genc Gjonçaj wasn't crying, he was almost crying and falling to the floor! He was covering his ears and hair, convinced that he wouldn't be needed anymore!
His screams were soul-stirring! "I'll miss Baba" - he would say between sobs - "there, in the afterlife, Niko will leave the filikit, integration will be hindered for three days! Who will help the three bulls of parliamentarism so that Albania can be protected?"
From one shock to the next, he addressed me: "Are you comfortable that Gaz Bardhi is making the speech for you, or is he not a man of his word? You have many friends and comrades in the media, they will embroider portraits, but for me, Kostaqi will pull out a speech from the drawer of 1989, because I didn't even bother with the office after returning to Qerrata!"
My brave advisor Dori trembled like a perch and recited 15 "Ave Maria" which God probably heard!
Behind me was Gledian Llatja, sitting and talking to God, all the time: "Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar!"
I said: "Allahu Akbar, yes, Baloni Batall, you are welcome!"
The black man groaned: “I am leaving the people of Elbasan orphaned, how will they do without me?” – and gave it to the oiša. “Don’t they take Bake xhani back to the Constitutional Court when they decree the date!? To go like a dog to grapes, how can that be? To run away with this trouble!?” – he shouted amidst the terror! How much I will miss the great reformer Mazniku burst into tears!
I was as tense as an orange, and all sorts of thoughts and nightmares were going through my mind! Every now and then I would scream and tear my cheeks!
"How sad my party comrades will be..." - I lamented with sorrow in these bad times!
I thought about the stream of tears that Jorushi (Urushi) of Tabak would shed for Jozefina, and I imagined myself literally spinning like a rotten log in the swamps of that world from the amount of water.
The trouble I would cause the Deputy Leader as a comrade in arms is so much that I could easily chew it! The longing for Albana and Oerdi!
"And how could I do without seeing and hearing Tao kissing the flag and singing the chorale like a tribune, a patriot, and a little boy during the holidays!"
I began to get used to Zeniqe's stares, her surprised exclamations, her lingering glances, her rising and falling like a feverish attempt to take off and put on her jacket – and who would replace her up there, eh?
Who will make Sara and Kiduine characters? Who will point out Bora's jokes and her philosophical astonishment? Who will listen to Ervin Hoxha's speeches?
When Ethilda receives the news, she will be overcome with grief and sorrow because her party friends want to forget her and Kronika remembers her as a beloved father to her children! Will Auntie be happy? – she seemed worried!
Would anyone else have eyes for Antoneta's bitcoins?
No, one must trust in life, I am still useful – I thought! But where can I find the memories that Dilua would write and the rhetoric of Shalsi there? Who would stir my mind like Salianji in that gloom and monotony?
An infinity of thoughts attacked me, but luckily the wheels touched the ground and Life began again!
As I descended those stairs, I promised God that I would be more loving to my sisters and friends, more fair to everyone, more reflective about the important things that evoke real emotions!
I entered the hall and looked at everyone with longing as if I had returned from Hadi! Briseida Çakerri spoke, for the first time she had the nerve: "You should applaud us for our successes!" - "but you won't" - she concluded!
I touched the chair and applauded.
“No,” he said, “you shouldn’t do it because you’re not real.”
Hall – I thought – cold water, warm water for the ass… but I still applauded!
It seems he accepted my sincerity and gave me a piece of chocolate in gratitude, which I ate in pieces – sweet fish of power!
I went out to the TV room, when what did I see – as if the sadness Niko caused Nallbat wasn't enough, another wound opened in his chest! On the screen was Mamica as Rutte the rascal hugged her!
"Kiss once, kiss twice, kiss three times!" - the black man was blushing!
He made her cheeks look so tender, he wouldn't let her be a jerk and he would hit her with a stick on the TV!
"We will create the association of the sons of Toskërise," - he announced - "and we will go to Holland to make their backs softer than their stomachs!" - he sneered!
Blendi Gonxhe opened his mouth and struggled to speak – his health is failing him and excessive words seem like a waste to him! Pirrush Dengu greeted us with three smiles and left saying that the world is falling apart and he should be cut off from the armies! All the rich people of the Assembly, stingy one after the other, left to eat at the restaurant; I remained a guard like a soldier in a barracks with these jokes after a trip that makes you more Christian!
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