For the few Yugoslavs left in Pristina

There are a few Yugoslavs left in Pristina. There used to be more. Now there are fewer, much fewer.

But, they are still there. In Pristina. They often come to Tirana too. Because they find someone like themselves in Tirana too.

They were against the KLA's liberation war. They were also against the independence of Kosovo. They were against the Albanian language as the mother tongue and official language in Kosovo and against the red and black national flag, even before they were against the KLA and its war for the liberation of Kosovo.

They are known. They are recognized and distinguished. They are separated from everyone.

They are similar to Serbs. Or more precisely, they are like Serbs. Only, unlike Serbs, they also speak Albanian. They speak Albanian, even though they think in Serbian.

They have no beard. They have no face. They neither blush nor turn yellow. They wander the streets of Pristina. Even when they appear on television screens or when they put their muzzles on portals, they are the same; they are the Yugoslavs left in Pristina.

They point with the finger. Just like evil is pointed out. To know where it is and where it comes from. To highlight it and not let it go.

They appear occasionally. More so when they are called upon to appear. But even when the summoners in Belgrade don't call upon them, they still appear.

As they recently appeared and attacked our Etnik. That in Serbia, where these Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina find the Yugoslavia they are missing, someone is holding them and urging them to do exactly what they are doing.

They took stones and firecrackers and set out to kill the boy from Malisheva, Etnik Brruti.

They called him a traitor.

Because, just as he could have chosen to play with the Kosovo national football team, he chose to play for the Albanian national team.

He chose the Red and Black jersey and the national flag, whose colors are as many as Albania and Kosovo. As they have been since "when there were no borders, no neighbors, no black people."

The ethnic group was supposed to be from Malisheva. But it could have been the same Albanian from Shkodra, from the Gjakova Highlands here and there, from Kaçanik or Labëria, from Konispol in Chameria as well as from the Presheva Valley, Tetovo, Dibra e Madhe e e Vogël, Komanova, Hoti e Gruda, Ulcinj and Tirana.

Because we "are a nation, I can't stand it".

Those Yugoslavs who remained in Pristina began to yawn. They snorted and snorted foully.

They called Etnik Brrutin a traitor, those who betrayed him their entire life and being.

But their malice, venom, hatred, evil and betrayal are not against Etnik. They, the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, only used Etnik.

They used it to tell us that they are there. In another land. That for them, the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, Kosovo is another land.

They used the choice of Etnik Brruti's heart to tell us that they are there. In the other nation. That for them, the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, Kosovo is the other nation.

Kosovar nation. Kosovar language. Kosovar identity.

Yes, it is true that in addition to Albania, in the Balkans adjacent to it, there is another Albanian state, Kosovo.

But, Kosovo was made a state by Albanians, their blood, their resistance, the Albanian war. The remaining Yugoslavs in Pristina were against it. And they are against it even today. Against Kosovo and against Albania.

Both countries, Albania and Kosovo, speak the same language, Albanian. One of the oldest languages ??in the world where we live.

It is the first sign of our national identity. It is also the first unifying element that makes us distinct from others around us.

The same people live in both countries, the Albanian people. And both countries, Albania and Kosovo, are the same nation, the Albanian nation.

So we are not two, but we are one people. We are not two, but we are one nation. We do not speak two, but we speak one language. We do not have two, but we have one history. We have one culture. We have the same legends, the same tales. We have customs and traditions that unite us Albanians, and that set us apart from others around us. From the Greeks, the Serbs and the Bulgarians.

The Kosovar state, the Kosovar language, the Kosovar identity are the early offspring of the Serbo-Yugoslavs. Even though the most zealous spokesmen of this thesis have recently become those, the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, it is ultimately a dead theory. It is a dead dream. And buried forever on the day when the KLA fighters swore that under the red and black flag and with their war they would make Kosovo free. As they did with an epic war, unprecedented for the times of modern Europe.

Even those Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina will have no other end than the end that those Yugoslavs of Kosovo had before these Yugoslavs who still remained in Pristina.

When Indrit Cara of Kavaja and like him, hundreds of Albanians of Albania joined their blood with the blood of their brothers in language and blood, with the Albanians of Kosovo in the fight for its liberation, no one imagined that they, the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, would call Etnik Brruti of Malisheva a traitor, simply because instead of the football team representing the state of Kosovo, he chose to play for the Albanian national football team.

Of course, for the Yugoslavs still remaining in Pristina, Indrit Cara is also a traitor.

Isa Boletini is also a traitor to the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina.

Because, he went and stood by Ismail Qemali's side to raise the flag of independence in Vlora.

Everything that was shamefully revealed to us with the attacks and accusations of the Yugoslavs remaining in Pristina, for the "betrayal" of the Albanian with the so significant name Etnik, simply because the boy from Malisheva chose to join Albania, is the other side of what the Serbs did a short time ago in Banjska with the failed terrorist act, where the hero Afrim Bunjaku fell.

Afrim Bunjaku was not only killed by Serbian terrorists. They were also joined by the remaining Yugoslavs in Pristina.

The Yugoslavs who remained in Pristina were with the Serbs during the Racak massacre. They were also together when they killed Adem Jashari and 58 members of his family on their land and in their house.

Like freedom, evil also has a name.