The late Këllira writes a letter to the Zdroms

2025-04-09 18:28:00, Satire CNA

The late Këllira, upset by recent developments after not being able to get his brother out of prison, very upset because he had lost a battle with the people he thought trusted him, addressed a direct letter to his friend who was in the cell.

The late Këllira wrote:

Dear zdroms,

I know you're alone in a cold cell, with Ulsi, or Ulzi as that damn Sali calls him, turning on the heat whenever he wants or not.

I was with Saliu for 20 years, I also worked with Bashkim Gazidede, but I never had the money and success that I had with you. So I showed you my loyalty and supported you until the end.

You're in there. You're suffering. You're suffering for me. You're suffering for Talon, but we're with you.

We are with you, dear Zdroms, and from my villa in Ndroq where you showed me the way, from my villa in Ndroq where another minister whom I accuse of being corrupt and paying bribes against you brought me the lights, from my villa in Ndroq, on a piece of land that I bought for 2 lek, where I have Skënder by my side, I think of you.

I think of you, dear Zdroms, when I go on my way to Peshtan. There, to my villa that the businessmen you brought me built.

In fact, not all of them, but some of them were found by my work. My work with the earthquake and tenders in the south, my work with candidates in Saranda, Delvina, Gjirokastra. I didn't fight in vain to get Koço in, the goal was to take his place.

And further, dear Zdroms, what can I tell you? When I go to Peshtan and see the agriculture produced by the salami that I wear as a logo. In fact, it paid me more than you, but you didn't pay me less either.

I'm thinking about you again. And from Peshtani to Ksamil, to the gate of the new hotel where I think the future is worth a lot, you will come and rest.

Although with a small loan, not even 200 million lekë, I have built a hotel that I can sell for 5 million euros thanks to your help, the mayors of the south, thanks to my duty as a second Koço Kokëdhimë.

My dear friend,

The hotel has a swimming pool on the terrace, and a private beach. I don't call it the Hotel Gate for nothing. We are at the entrance, we earn a lot. And, what we don't earn, those we give work to bring us.

Now I have bought another hotel. I have started 4-5 companies for my children, they work for the state, they are very well off.

I'm suffering for you outside. I miss you, my love.

Even though you didn't want me around often and told me why I smell so bad, my smell is because I don't wash.

According to science, the less you wash, the better it is because the body preserves bacteria and my bacteria are healthy because they preserve the money and wealth I earned with you, zdroms.

Now you too will get used to the bacteria, my dear friend. In that cold cell where together we put Teri, we put Tigri, we put your directors, we want to put some other ministers too, but let me tell you one thing, I think about you and Talon doesn't think about you, dear zdroms.

I kiss you hard, with longing, Your Këllira./ CNA