Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsKolë Ndou, Shala Chieftain, was a quite and smartman. He was not artificial; he imposed a presence andstayed in his place. He was like a person that wants tokeep the dignity and his importance even in the disgrace.He had big mustache, and he never moved fromhis place. And there were in the room two middle agemen from Dukagjini, one of them tall, called Nike, theystayed near Kole respecting him, without letting himdo anything, but helping for everything.Kolë stayed sat all the time cross-legged, with straightbody and light cigarette all the time. If you went “tovisit” him, he was so glad and he honored you so muchwhen you left. Ndue Lala had suffered all his long life.He was smart and human and he spoke so skillfullyand clearly that the events looked nice when he spokeabout them. I liked them and I was so interested andcurious about every thing he told and I felt content.That time I think Ndoj was about 50 years old. Hehad a pink face and some brown marks on it. WhenBardhok Biba was arrested and he was sentenced todeath and for three months he had suffered that punishmentmasse.Being so poor and according to its concept, he andhis friends had gone with rifles on the arm to mug livestock,in Kosova and Chameria, in order to make possiblethe surveillance of the children and women, andold persons they had home. With this motive they justifyevery mug case and felt brave and proud for theiractions, more far they were the places more, honoredthe men were when they came back .Who was killed inthese cases was remind as some others that were killedin the war for the country.210