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Riza LAHI
For the Kosovar’s sniper Fehmi Krasniqi, not, as usualy by normal procedures, by a special order of the lord, were opened immediately the doors of Paradise.
Fehmi Krasniqi never had done any sin during his 25 years of life. He had to recompense nothing; wos so clean, like the water of the Cauthar wich now, was gurguling near by him.
Wos the seventh day of him in Paradise. Apart from being thirsty only for a drop of water, he was resisting the clean jewls of Cauthar holding the head on palms. For seven days and seven nights.
Over him was a pergola full of grapes circlying on branches of a hurma full of delicious fruits, were singing nightingales, perrots and small calibres.
The Lord called Saint Adam ( or Hazreti Aem, by myslims) and advised him to go and calm Fehmi Krasniqi, who wos only example around the Paradise to be bored.
- But, why did he die so young, Your Majesty?
- He is a martyr of his homelad. He is „shahid“.
- But, what was his last word of his soul, before leaving the earth?
- Kosova! |
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- But, how did he die, Your Majesty?
- He wos surrounded suddenly by the occupiers of his Homeland…
- And, apart from that, they killed him?
- Go and ask him, Adam. She will tell you everything and should get a little relief.
Slowely, Adam appeared to Fehmi Krasniqi, and he lifted his head.
- How was your stiry? Why are you bored?
-I was the best sniper of Kosova…
- But Kosova is full of boys…
- And, for that I’m not bored, I know, but…
- But…wh?
- We have been three friends stationed on a hill. From there, I could look , throuhg the glasses of m gun, a group of Serbian solders. There were 39 of them. They had 4 tanks. I was…almost alone…only three fighters.
- It’s quite normal in wor.
- Yes, but…They pulled one girlup by her hair, pushed her down and she was naked, like only her mother had seen her.
Adem closed his lips and throw away a date – fruit , wic was ready to put in his mouth.
- She was my fiance , adam. They raped he one by one. She was struggling, and my heart almost was stopping. I couldn’t hear her cries;I was too far away.The teeth of my two friends were broked, but me…
- Did you think that the Lord shoukd have thrown them in hell?
- No, I do not think, I’m pritty sure that the Lorde send them into the hell.
- When?
- On the same day.
- And, why?
- It was the beginning of the march.I was killed in sweat, but, nevertheless, I dressed my capote. In my capote, I had filled my chest with mines, down of my skirt. One of the mines was of gold. Holding up my arms, I approached them. When they observed me holding my hands up, wos the last Serbian solder fucking my fiance.
The tanks did not fired at me, but let me go on. I observed carefuly different looks gazed to me. Some appy, some astonished, some savaged. Ollaround my clothes I had the simbols of KLA.
I was closed my fiance.She was quite naked and around us everyone was laughing. Happily, we, the deads, have no tears, but, as I remember, at these moments, I started to weep without any sound.
Suddanly, my fiancee comes alone. Maybe from the radiaces of my lok. She could only whispper:
- And you, Fehmi Krasniqi – one prisoner? …Better to be blinded than to look your eyes looking at me. You…Just you, never had touched me b your hands…
And losted the feelings again.
I spoke to the soulders in their own language; in Serbian:
- I’m herein to be your prisoner. I’ll tell you everything I know on KLA. Oll the secrets of KLA, but, please, let me stay near by this girl. She is my fiancee.
They loughed more when I stood near her, and she wos skrivelled , aparte without feelings. She was hidding her shamed place of her body.
When I put my lips on her pale ferehead like a bone, I heared the command:
„Jedna – dve – tri“.
I thought that somebody wos shooting on me, but, in place of the gun“s voice or a knife’s blade, I heared extremely loughts , ese never before .I took out my lips from the forehed, and looked st them…
Olltogether, 39 men, down of the command „Jedna…“from their trousers, they had tooken out their sexual organs. Holding them, in their palms, they were closing the ring around us.
In this moment, the golden mine exploaded…And the others behinde…
- I never have heared for existing such kinde of mines, like that golden mikne.
- Oll my saves I could select, I had exchanged in gold.With these goldby my hands, I had prepeared this one, something between the mine and the granade.But provided with a clock. And I had kept that oll the time for myself, never to be surrendet on serbs.
- And, after ?
- Oll together, 39 men were thrown in air, including me and…oh, her…we never made our wedding.
- Hmmm…Yes, yes!!!They have flown into hell keeping their sexual organs in their palms…I remmember that,quite well. It’s the first, the only one example up to the creation of the world for one army to use in wor the ugly form against the other side – the raping. I’m pritty sure.You know that I’m the first man up the starting of the human society. Created by Lord.And…I pleased the Lord , and I took the premition, to see them into Jehenem. Each one of them , as I have visited them one or two times, stey there in e vesse with boiled tar. For 23 hours and 55 minutes, daily, they crye from terrible pain….
- But, why not for 5 minutes?
- For these minutes, the Lord takes out from the vessels and, in this time, the Jehhene“s heaven booms from shrikes of your fiancee…
- Of my fiancee? In Jehenem?
- But she is here, Fehmi Krasniqi, a little bit away. She is together with fairyes. And in the middle of miracles, as we, bouth ,and averybody here, are.
- Adam! But, if were to happened Saint Eva , like of my fiancee, what should you do? Should you be so brave to advice me so?
- Saint Adam tolked no more. He got down to Fehmi Krasniqi and held his head in his hands.
The Lord, who could’n suffer to see bored people in Paradise, not only one, for more, but two and, ome of them, to be his beniamin, started to think for one solution.. If should have anyone…
And…he , in very few days, got the solution. He made that, the new saint in Jehenet, to be happy, as olltogether there.
And, not with eatings. Not with wews. Nor , too, and by reading books ( His delegate in the world , Moohammed, had spreaded between the people that:“If you should have your last breath and somebody will aske you „What is your last will“, your answere should be:“To learn something more“)
Fehmi Krasniqi, suddanly got up. He, frantically kissed Adam and rushed to meet his fiancee btween fairies. Was only a verb, alone.
And only a name, alone.
1 – Kosova is liberated.
7 – 9 maj 1999 |
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