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The pleasure of begging: From Ulsiu uninvited, to Mrs. Gridë who came as north and fled like a storm

2022-05-17 20:32:35Pikëpamje SHKRUAR NGA AGRON GJEKMARKAJ
The pleasure of begging: From Ulsiu uninvited, to Mrs. Gridë who came as
From the Conference on the 100th Anniversary of the Establishment of US-Albania Diplomatic Relations

By Agron Gjekmarkaj

"I do not know what the truth is

From the heat the river was dried

-I heal that I ran away from my mind

"No, no, I'm not kidding!"

This popular song was sung yesterday by the three missing ministers or someone else at the meeting with Mike Pompeo! Tao delivered an introductory speech. Enkeledi also inserting the feather as a plum in history from where communism was extracted as a danger !! Friends reconfirmed their support that plenty makes us work.

Minister Ulsi was extremely upset as part of the party fat was engulfed on television in the meeting with Mike Pompeu. He as insignificant somewhere in a corner scratched his beard as he saw that of Alket Hyseni in the middle of the chaos which shone and dripped from the delight of begging.

Equally, all those in the justice system were there, and even with speeches, he did not even bother with some subordinates with whom he spoke in dialect, there in the office.

Cursed on the couch was Tao who was experiencing a day of glory in the heart of world politics. I know or do not know the long this avoidance made the dilemma in the breast sick like cfurk. The worst part was that he could not even ask and as soon as he met Taon he was forced to laugh as if nothing was.

Tao sighed in pleasure. There was no haste in cordiality nor tahmah in indifference to people. The speeches resembled each other, where one ended, the other began, and vice versa.

Minister Ben Ahmetaj, who has some work to do this time, was not seen anywhere. The anxiety of his absence weighed in the air like a balloon without fuel. Mileti was asking what is the uncle Ben doing as our prime minister says, where is it done? In the evening he appeared at a banquet as a promotion of renaissance ideas as if to say: I had important things so I could not come and make me halal and cable.

Minister Çuçi, who is being invited, comes if he is not bothered, he does not get upset as much! He deeply, rejoices when he does not appear, has invested his survival in silence.

Be the hand of Tao the cart and here come find out.

Minister Niko was and I was lucky enough to have him at the table, he was a good chatter and reader of my jockey's explanations. He felt in the middle like us that we are neither at the Doctor's pulpit nor at Basha's cell. Cart man.

Slightly in moderation, I was particularly upset by the rumor that I had made Ditmir's abandonment runs to the hills at the time of the slide! I told Zamet, for a joke I burn the quilt. "It does not seem to be persistent! I was not really by his side, creating the idea of ​​escaping, but I kept him on the phone.

I encouraged him to run to that shore, to have faith in the Leader and his infallibility and he came to my word, there he rested his head on his hairy chest, but he still has cabbage on his head, he reminds Europe what to do instead of reviewing "Kurban" after numerous rereads "!

He was right and I was impressed by his scattering after He forgave him.

Former Prime Minister Majko, who still holds the dust of the world in his hair that, like Lazarus, has returned, listened slowly and without much surprise. I asked him "why Niko did not leave a beard like Shalsi, Ulsi, Çuçi, clumsy Hyseni and others" he without thinking much that he had probably reached the conclusion said "he does it as dissidence and opposition to Rames". He convinced me, in my eyes Niko was outlined as Gandhi. I regretted the talk if not without poison but also without sugar I had left further - go to the newspapers.

Mimi listened without great pleasure and without visible distancing and shook her head as if beaten with oil and ufuth without understanding whether she approved or denied !! Occasionally he sighed 29, 29 just like that.

He got up and left for the central table, but there the minister of that table felt so comfortable and quickly turned the chair, that is, his back !!! It was warmer on our table. We had salty bread and heart without saving. Some rumors and we did it without fate. He moderated with English from the truth. The Speaker of Parliament seemed to be saying to herself "thank God where do they find all these words"!

The seal of our seal party emitted measured smiles without careful address that not even the fly was injured. The speech was full of political nectar where good triumphed and evil perished. I said two words to myself as well as the other ethers of the nation.

The pleasure of begging: From Ulsiu uninvited, to Mrs. Gridë who came as

Mrs. Gridë came as north and fled like a storm, full of discomfort in the cured decor of "brotherhood-union"! Splash with indifference who loves the heart! There, as between two Hollywood actors between Mediu and Naço, he kept his thoughts under control.

Mrs. Elisa scolded me with nopranllek but without hatred this time for my romes according to her sexist for the ministers, this group of women in the service of Atma. Desh me ra zali. Niko occasionally issued an approving "eh" and probably thought that if I had a captain in the army, I would arrange for the edepsis. But maybe not the opposite "oh, oh, we do not feel bad about the idiots of this one, we have a good job, we have good health, we have money"!

I let go and came to tell you I am a bad man, I am a pitch, a mouthful, a beating, a denomination, but at that moment the General Prosecutor took the floor and immediately after him Etilda with velvet thesis as an ointment on Albanian wounds.

Someone under the nose screamed missing also Damua. What the boy said another, at the snack of the place should have been. Aunt Mirela thought these months was also not seen anywhere! "Maybe as a francophone he is not feeling well in the pro-American environment and Tao that he has embarrassed" a voice was heard! Ermonela sat comfortably in her place.

The organizers had taken care that the opposition and the government were sitting at the same tables and I thought of myself as Selami Jenisheri and sometimes as Nimet Musai of the legendary opposition, blessed and respected!

This is the price paid to the idea, the comparison.

In the end, Klotilda took the floor and spoke sweetly, knocking on the door of the homeland in times of marazi. It fell a little long but even. Klosi was only seen coming out. Evlati is enjoying the perfer of sight.

The Prime Minister did not come to us and his absence was felt everywhere! Yes everyone was looking up at the sky! I asked one of them why his head was up! We see above said our Father of the Renaissance that he is like God, spirit and mystery and hangs over the cloud from where he seeks the President of the Republic a young man or eater full of light. "As I left that hotel I remembered the song"

"Ty moj nan ', may we be forgiven,

who forgives us this boy,

this falcon, this brave leaf,

that brought us to light 'forever!

O Enver of the Albanians,

o flag of the proletarians,

even the baby when he stutters,

learn your name first.

Albanian sings for you today,

Jet 'for centuries wishes you! "


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