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began <strong>for</strong> his wife and two little<br />

sons. They became "banned" people.<br />

The mother remained alone, happily<br />

threading the family's destiny<br />

through her needle. The children<br />

grew up. University remained <strong>for</strong>bidden.<br />

1949<br />

The older brother and his family<br />

sorrowfully received the news about<br />

the younger brother's death. Ties had<br />

gradually broken during all those<br />

years. A new invisible border-in<br />

space and in spirit-was created<br />

between them. The older brother<br />

became a citizen of the Federal<br />

People's Republic of Yugoslavia and<br />

the People's Republic of Macedonia.<br />

As a graduate of the university in<br />

Istanbul, he knew the old Turkish<br />

alphabet. He discovered old parts of<br />

the original protocols <strong>for</strong> the kadilik<br />

of Bitola (1607-1912), which were<br />

of great value <strong>for</strong> research into the<br />

past three centuries of Balkan history.<br />

Excessive work and sorrow<br />

exhausted him physically, and he fell<br />

ill with diabetes. His children's success<br />

brought him joy.<br />

1975<br />

Years went by. The border<br />

between Albania and Macedonia<br />

was deserted. Hardly anyone<br />

crossed it. Only elderly people were<br />

granted visas to Albania. The older<br />

brother knew that death would come<br />

be<strong>for</strong>e the border would re-open.<br />

They decided that his wife should<br />

accomplish the family mission and<br />

go back to her roots. Her old age was<br />

her visa. She came back in anguish.<br />

How strong she was to endure it <strong>for</strong><br />

such a long time! She came back<br />

be<strong>for</strong>e her visa had expired…<br />

She passed through the iron gate<br />

covered with barbed wire-the real<br />

Balkan wall. A young soldier said,<br />

"Mother, you're leaving your country<br />

so soon!" She answered quickly:<br />

"Son, my country is where my children<br />

are." The soldier continued to<br />

play innocent: "Mother, are you<br />

leaving your people? Which are<br />

your people?" She answered right<br />

away: "The people I live with, son."<br />

She crossed the border earlier than<br />

she had planned. In her tortured soul<br />

dwelled secrets to fill a hundred<br />

years of family solitude.<br />

1976<br />

The older brother died. He died<br />

exhausted, but happy. His numerous<br />

books and notes in which he sought<br />

a happy Balkan history remained.<br />

He did not live to see it. He believed<br />

that his children would have more<br />

luck. Some day those cursed borders<br />

will open. Europe will be united, as<br />

De Gaulle anticipated, from the<br />

Atlantic to the Urals. In the East<br />

something historically new<br />

occurred: Stalin<strong>ism</strong> was condemned,<br />

but in Albania it grew stronger. The<br />

border lived in the old dream,<br />

Albanian isolation continued. The<br />

younger brother's children lived<br />

their lives in darkness…<br />

1979<br />

The older brother's children<br />

achieved successful professional<br />

careers: doctors, engineers, and professors.<br />

They lived with the memory<br />

of their father and followed his<br />

example. Their mother reminded<br />

them of her last journey's bitter<br />

experience. One of the younger sons<br />

accepted the challenge to visit his<br />

native country. As a writer he competed<br />

to write a play that would be<br />

per<strong>for</strong>med in the Albanian theatre in<br />

Skopje. He was offered a typical<br />

Stalinist socialist-realist poster. He<br />

refused it. He went through a storm<br />

of controversy and came back hurt.<br />

The ideological amalgam against<br />

reality in his native country was horrible.<br />

He did not even think about<br />

visiting the sons his dead uncle who<br />

had been murdered by the very same<br />

Stalinists in power. He came back<br />

with pain in his soul. Later on he<br />

wrote a book, in order not to <strong>for</strong>get.<br />

In his book he touched the depths of<br />

the soul of his tortured people…in<br />

order to emerge into the fresh air of<br />

freedom…<br />

1985-1995<br />

The dictator died. Hope arose<br />

that Albania would emerge from its<br />

half century of isolation. The successor<br />

believed in perestroika<br />

(restructuring). No one could save<br />

him from the explosion of the accumulated<br />

rebellion of the common<br />

people. Huge statues of Stalin and<br />

Enver Hoxha came down. The oneparty<br />

system was abolished. After<br />

that, everyone turned to the borders.<br />

Western embassies were overrun.<br />

The first free elections were held.<br />

The stitches of fifty years of isolation<br />

burst apart. People lived their<br />

freedom in anarchy. Frozen time<br />

was released as if from Pandora's<br />

Box. It was difficult to purge the<br />

soil of old ghosts.<br />

The younger brother's sons followed<br />

the national catharsis. They<br />

believed that better times would<br />

come. If only their poor mother<br />

could have lived to see it. The<br />

younger brother was "rehabilitated"<br />

by the new authorities. He received<br />

Liberation from war, April 2001

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