Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsFragment from the book “Pieces of Bitter Memories”Dom Nikoll Mazreku’s arrestIn November 1946, while eating dinner, the doorknocked and happened what we waited. Eight militariesentered home and shackled Dom Nikolla and tookhim with them. It was 9 p.m. They left on the darknessand we remained alone. I went after my shackledbrother. The Security Forces ordered me to turn backbut I continued to go after them. I was afraid they wouldkill him during the road. After half an hour walkingDom Nikolli turned back his head and said:- Marie turn back and tell the Council of the ChurchI am arrested! If you like come tomorrow in PukaIt was almost the midnight. From the greatest problemI got, I was not afraid even from the darkness. I hadin mind my brother’s request. I choose a short road andso walking through the bushes and scrubs I arrived atof the councilor’s home. A dog, as big as a wolf, nearthe door, had bitten me hard on my leg. The people ofthe home got out; one of the women offered me to enter.My shoe was full of blood. I said what Dom Nikolli hadasked me to say and then I went home. My motherlearned that what have happened to me was much sadder.She was sad for her son and when she saw even mein that state she got despaired.The next day even that I had temperature, I went toPuka. From Kryezi to Puka needed two hours with car. Iwalked until there. I was looking forward to see mybrother s destination. When I arrived in thoseextermination’s offices I found my brother in Franc Jakovaoffice, he had just began to ask him for his curiosity.235