5 The Pains that torture Mustafa Nano

Head and foot are armed with the provincial just off the bus to Tiranne. In one hand, he's carrying a bag with a spreader of bread, with the other hand holding his wife in his arms. They walk both of the capital's streets, and they are surprised and surprised as children before the decorated Christmas tree. Such is journalism, opinionist, polymist, expert, writer, scholar, historian, gjitholog mindkeeper Mustafa Nano.

The type of provincial who sweated all the way from Corovoda to Tiranne, not sweat from the bus with no air conditioning but wet with emotion. The mess got distracted here. Traffic noises, car horns, breasts and half exposed women's buttocks, colourful lights that light and turn off the subway casinos, tall palaces, traffic lights through crosses, glass-lighted facades and mirrors... all of this shut down.

And you don't waste time, but you leave your purse to your wife, you lie to her saying you're gonna meet some old friends, take her to the poor guy's house up there in the Fresk area, and miss the only streets of Tiranne. He hides his eyes and is not satisfied that he absorbs the air adorned with pollution, but his breath is bulged for a moment and redens. There's a little bit of cap in the lungs and more of the shame. He's so tormented, so much in his humility the other day he's brought with him from the province and he's not making peace with anything.

Mustafa Nano of Scrapari or Muc Nano of Tiranne is losing his temper and getting old and digesting not one but five worries at once.

1 -His typical Islamic name does not convert to the typical Orthodox name on these sides. Zero identity!

Two countries of origin where he was born grew up and spent most of his years in life. Call me how parents aren't born in at least one province more stories of elite people. Zero ID!

3-Basing a short-minded provincial that never designed even the near future. They get married in the province for the eyes of the casino and when they come to the capital they get divorced without even falling off the bus. They abandon women and children with the bohemian excuse of a crazy <x0... Zero sense!

The 4-Studifications are a disaster. Mustafa Nano studied electrical engineering at the time so that even when there was no light, there was no electricity. They never completed their old studies with today, and they never went as if they were just once in the national library or dipped themselves in local and foreign archives. Zero academy!

And the fifth worry Mustafa's got is the freshest and the sharpest. I took the wisdom that didn't leave the corner of the Internet screen and the corner without his nose and his thoughts and ideas, the classic Muc, the erotic, the nerve, the steel never attacked the rotten justice system in this country. The crown cure because Muchi's young wife frengo, the third true one has chosen Judge Migena Laska, who so far on her salary savings of 850 thousand money a month has declared these assets:

Minicorpor 4,500 euros

Wolfswagen Pass 10,000 euros

3 residential apartments worth 220,000 euros

2 different bank accounts where 70 thousand euros are stored

Two different bank accounts where there are 130,000,000 leks...

And don't forget that Mustafa Nano sleeps every night in the same bed with Judge Migena Lask and that if he were the typical figure-of-the-art provincialist, he'd be held accountable for each cent. He'd be calling out to her and yelling at her like he lied in TV studios, and he'd get her out of bed without a break in the dark of night, and he'd send her with his bare hands but like Kadare's old Nice:

- Here you go, take it. Take him for I can't sleep with a dirty, bloody judge!

When Muchi wakes up, tell him it's just a journalistic explosion of mine. Tell him not to worry Mustafa Nano that the new lover will be protected from self-preservation and Ilir Meta and Edi Rama.

Go to sleep, Mustafa, and when you wake up deal with Skenderbe's dead midwife, not your living, corrupt midwife, and also your ignorance. Sleep, Muchi, sleep. Tirana is not like Skrapar. Tirana is not strong, Tirana is defeated, Tirana has room for you! /Pamlet. com