Tuesday, October 7, 2014

I had recently written to

Migjeni: A Century | Broome
Birt us the new century, the old man left the "shejtnin" çuem his fist to the fighting the war among new and ... We won the Birt of the new century, the bud of a land of tears rimun , where sweat of brow was dikonte vain - that our earth that mouthful marrzi Huej and should be paid dearly. Birt us the new century, the brothers, the lindun Grow in black, sounded moment when 'our of the lucky Hereafter sfs we knew the said S'duem to lose in the bloody game of human history, no! no! duem not felt to always losses sfs - duem ngadhnim! ngadhnim, conscience and free thought! S'duem, for the sake of kalbsinave old, seeking "shejtnim" sink back into the pool of misery to Kangen still mourn the sadness, Kangen monotonous, soulless, the sklavnis - to be 'a cross ngulun thumb brains The njerzis. Birt us the new century, with tons of momentum ndezun weight among new war we face me and I win 'to fell a sacrifice.
October 13 is the 100th birth anniversary of Migjeni. Who was Migjeni rithuhet is unnecessary sfs as the years and generations to the present day know him through his work, which her majesty has "survived" even these difficult years of decay of any value.
Unlike other years, when the anniversaries of the birth or death of the great writer left in limbo - and this is not without purpose - this year it seems that something is being done. But facing activities that they have undertaken to organize various institutions in Shkodra, what is striking is again forgetting Migjeni of those trails and the duty not to forget such figures.
I refer to local leaders in Shkodra and beyond, the central institutions in Tirana. Migjeni not only of Shkodra, he belongs to all Albanians and why efforts to change the nationality to have missed. It's called the Serbian Orthodox even though it was a genuine spoiled. It's called communism poet "revolutionary", but in fact nothing Migjeni linked to communism and his ideas. It's called the pëçmim atheist and why he believed in God.
Faced harrresës not inadvertently sfs these 20 years, the face of attempts to tarnish his image is his work that speaks to the greatness of its own and does not care about anything. Fortunately it continues sfs to be present in textbooks of various levels of our public education, without wanting to ask for forgetfulness.
However, this year something is getting in Shkodra. A scientific conference "Migjeni of centuries", organized by the University sfs of Shkodra, a week migjeniane city schools organized by the DAR in Shkodra, Migjeni a meeting organized by the League of Writers and Artists of Shkodra, a display of creativity Migjeni theater that bears his name. Thanks to the commitment of the leaders of the theater, most recently his bust "repaired" sfs and moved from the place where he was at all përshtashën sfs being introduced inside the theater sfs siege. But what made all Migjeni are individual efforts inelektualëve Shkodra. The central institutions of art and culture have done nothing so far. Neither this annual 100th birthday of poet "Honour of the Nation" has not been formally organized program. I mentioned above the title "Honour of the Nation for Migjeni because are many who wonder when acquainted with this fact.
I had recently written to "century" for giving this title, over a year after it was signed by former President Alfred Moses, where the grandson of the newspaper Migjeni confess that as it was not making any ceremony of this title but were called and he handed the current president's cabinet who had found somewhere in the drawers. For citizens of Shkodra, old and young, the reason sfs for this neglect is not ignorant.
He rolls his eyes with the përqëndruem gështejtë thoughtfully sfs cross my eyes. Dhambët white faces of swarthy, regular forehead, head for the back zgjatun. Speaks. Answers with great confidence in himself. The belief at the win more evidence, when s'dijnë mbassi others that always belongs to the nest. And speaks little rrudhun ball between the eyes.
Sometimes - just talked tue - the trathton Zeneli childish fantasy, the imaginary horse rides with wings and flies from new new - but with new vumun t'eme smile, because this is tue kutjohet Gabu, stop, feels somewhat narrow, low free I said with a party, and the doors and covers her face with shame. Then I laugh, laugh and bring his friends head out once again from me Zeneli.
Sometimes, too often, the joy fëminuer Zeneli inserted into the heart, the ban asgjasend to laugh, laughter shakes, stirs s'rri wise and friends. And it did not help either scolding or teaching interest. Mue then punched to that and mocking and slams Zeneli in this way: zotni my teachers enough, enough, enough taught us how

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