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PSYCHOLOGY / Mrs. Ballukja's sadness: To whom will she now explain the technical details of the roads?

2024-03-14 23:15:48Patronazhisti SHKRUAR NGA REDAKSIA VOX
PSYCHOLOGY / Mrs. Ballukja's sadness: To whom will she now explain the
Balukja instructing the Barber how to cut the road

TIRANA - They don't say for nothing that beautiful things don't last forever. Bella Ballukja was used to only giving of herself, never taking advantage. Even when he happened to have nothing to do with himself, he gave from the budget, but his hand never trembled. It was not for nothing that the blessed Tiger said: Let the people sleep peacefully because we will not work with their money, but with the money of the budget.

And above all, Bella gave brains, engineering knowledge accumulated from years and years of experience in telephone companies, municipal PR, or Albkontrolle from the most diverse. It is true that the late telephone company is no more, the big municipality has changed hands, while Beketi is eating Albkontrolli's money, but the professional baggage remained.

Therefore, everyone followed with delight when Bella, as a minister, put an engineer's hat on her head, wore a yellow vest and ordered the cameras to film. Then he started to explain to Berber Vis and a couple of technicians who were taking notes on the block, how the bridge had to be built, how thick the asphalt had to be laid, why the tunnel where work was being done would collapse in two weeks to make another tender extension , at what angle the shovel had to be held, why the bulldozer had to run on solar energy and so on.

In the following, Bella explained how many foreign tourists were expected to pass through such and such a road, how many buses with visitors carried pistachios, what percentage tourism would increase, etc. She felt calm spiritually, because all that know-how (how much she liked this word) was not wasted, but was donated to the needy, especially Barber Vis.

***

When she found out that Barber was arrested by SPAK, at first Bella wanted to react in a flash.

"They even arrested him, our justice arrested him!", he began to write on the computer. But then he remembered that this was the expression of Comrade Kadri in the meeting of the Central Committee with Comrade Enver and other comrades.

Wait, he told himself, for the first wave to pass. Then, there was no need to push so deep into the story. If he wanted to imitate, he had better imitate friend Edi. He also thought of some formulations.

"We socialists came to power to govern. If some of us choose to eat peaches behind our backs, let them be brought to justice!”

Beautiful, but maybe some brooms would be mistaken for peaches. Another fruit had to be found, but not the nectarine, because in the last one, there was also that peach without fur.

"Those who want to eat bananas behind our backs...". Even the banana didn't stick. The Albanian import of bananas by containers had gotten a bad name.

"Whoever chews pumpkin seeds secretly to the friends of an ideal..." . That didn't do either. Anxiety seized him and left him completely.

***

She wanted to consult with the Minister of Agriculture once about the types of fruits, but she remembered that her AZHBR-ist predecessor was dismissed without ceremony and it was not known how her job would end. There was no one to turn to. But above all, it lacked the detailed explanations of the projects, the yellow vest, the moving camera, the Barber nodding his head in approval...

The ringing of the cell phone shook him. It was the boss!

"Tell me something because I'm curious," the baritone voice was heard from the other side, " that this Vis took a percentage when you gave tenders to other companies, I understand. Even if he gave part of the tenders to his own company, I also understand that. I don't know, did he also receive a percentage from his company, apart from the tender money?"

Bella quickly pulled herself together. The boss didn't say it in vain, witch.

"I don't know Mr. Prime Minister, I was shocked," he replied in a sad tone, " who would have thought that he would eat balls behind our backs?"

I Gjati burst out laughing: "But why, my daughter, did you finish all the fruits, that you went to the traditional kitchen? Gather your thoughts, I told you that I do not protect anyone when it comes to justice. I'm getting too much of the Doctor, and he's barely getting enough!"

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