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The late Këllira shows the Zdroms his three beats

2025-04-10 18:11:00, Satire CNA

The late Këllira, after the first letter he wrote to his uncle, waiting for a response, as irrepressible as he is, decided to write a second letter to his uncle.

I am taking the courage to write to you, my Zdromsi, full of longing and love, this time to show you that prison is nothing.

It's not a big deal, you'll be here for 7, you'll be here for 10 years, don't spoil anything, I'll be here, I'll write to you, I'll do editorials according to your orders, I'll remind you of the path you paved when I go to the villa in Ndroq.

I'll remember you when I go to Peshtan to the agrotourism or to my villa.

I will remember you when I go to my apartment in Saranda, or to the "Porta" that I opened as a hotel in Ksamil, with a swimming pool on the terrace and a private beach. "Rilindja" gave me my and yours.

I will remember you from my half-million-euro apartment in Bllok, from my luxurious offices in the tower that you gave me permission to build.

Dear Zdroms, I have suffered too, don't think that I have wasted all these billions, they are given to me by Rama's corrupt ministers, you have given them to me too.

They give me more than "Talon", what he doesn't do, what he doesn't say up and down about me, but I've always received more than him, he doesn't know everything. He says about me that I was a security spy with the nickname "Çorapja", he says that I was also a spy for Bashkim Gazideda.

He says I stole the DP's coffers. Then when he tells how I broke up with Saliu. But I didn't get angry because he didn't give me the recipe tender, I got angry because he told me I would eat with a golden spoon and his ministers didn't give me tenders and money. Because they weren't like these who made me 10 million dollars in wealth. Talon and a few others wrote these.

They tell you what they want.

But no one beat up "Talon", I was beaten up three times for Saliu and against Saliu, because you, Zdroms, should know that you are already in a cell and I am writing from the pool of my "Porta" at the entrance to Ksamil.

The story begins with the first piece of wood for Saliu.

I was once beaten so badly in the car that I couldn't get out and didn't move for a few weeks. That Gjoleka, I was in the election, I had gone to campaign, he came out and blocked my way and beat me up... Now I have him as a friend, he's a good man, I had my revenge.

No way! The past is the past!

Then the second time it happened to me in Bllok, a couple of a businessman's companions shoved a stick at me because I had fined them, I had asked them for 1 million euros, because I had also taken 500 thousand from another businessman who pretended to sell him the newspaper and he returned it to me without any money. I did Saliu a favor then, I said I was taking a million from this other guy, but he gave me a stick instead of money.

The third beating was inflicted on me by a fellow journalist in a business center, out of shame, and he said to me:

"I'm beating you for the third time because you don't do it like that three times."

What did he want to tell me? I haven't understood it for so many years.

I kiss you with longing, I hug you!

Don't worry, I'll write to you again, to give you my beatings in detail so that you can take courage and understand how difficult life is, how strong the pain is, and how happy you are when you become a billionaire with the fines I impose, licking you, even though they may tell me that you don't become like that with three times./ CNA