The story is terrible...!

Lord Oficar!

On the day that the judge declared himself incompetent for the work on Mixha Man's death certificate, a lady judge, his assistant, said to Grremçi:

– Could you have brought a photo of Mixha Man's grave?

Do you know, Mr. Ofiqar, that our people, until recently, have marked their graves with two fence spikes stuck in the ground, and that have been rotting for two or three years?! One of the living family members, a few years after the death, stuck a stone on the grave of the deceased from head to toe, without any sign. You, who are officials and deal with these matters, have not seen that the vast majority of the graves of our ancestors have begun to be reclaimed by the living, only after the last war in Kosovo

When Mixha Man the Second was born, there was Ottoman power. If we go back in history, we sink together..

There are very few contemporaries of Grremçi, now 75 years old. If we were to find contemporaries of Mixha Man, they should have been at least 130 years old.

Only when the partisans took power, schools were opened everywhere.

Of course, primary schools were opened first, because there was no other way, since in Zeze you could not find two or three people who know the alphabet. The government did not require a birth certificate from anyone, as no one had anywhere to get that document because they were not registered. All students were enrolled in school without a birth certificate.

Yes, Mr. Ofiqar, maybe it didn't even occur to you that the certificate says something special at the top of the document. The name of the state is written there!

Even when students finished primary school, few of them went on to secondary school. Some didn't want to, some wanted to, but there was no one to teach them in high school. Mr. Officer, this job has a terrible history. It is difficult to construct this story in which we can sink together.

According to the agreement with the official, Grremçi had rested for three months while waiting for an answer from the official. On the day when three months ago he returned without correcting the document for which he had spent one hundred euros (that's how much he gets a pension), the officer told him that the document would be corrected and we would call him by phone and there is no need to travel and spend in vain .

Grremçi had waited three months, but no news had come from the officer.

Grremçi had decided to go to Zeze once again. To some extent he traveled by bus, but since Zeza was far from the main road, he also paid well for a taxi, to arrive at least two hours before his work schedule.

The officer was quite surprised to see the old former professor in front of the office door. In fact, the officer did not even bother him about the document that he had to fix and that he had promised to call him by phone. Old Grremçi told him once again why he came.

– I came for the death certificate of Mixha Man!

- What is his name, asked the officer?! Father's name, mother's name?

Grremçi showed them in order.

- You got it, said the Officer! This mixha of yours, born in 1891, was registered in the book of the fixed name in 1970, eighty years after his birth. The officer continued to look at some entries in the register and asked Grremçi:

– Was Mixha Man married?

- Yes, he was married!

- Did he have an affair with his wife?

- Oh, said Grremçi, completely surprised!

The more the officer asked, the deeper the problem became.

Mixha Man was married when the Ottoman Empire was still here! Yes, Mixha had been unlucky. After his wife had given birth to two children in a row, she died of TB. This Mixha Man, when he was born, was not registered at all, but his father had cut off his thumb, to avoid the Ottoman military conscription. The father had thought of raising and marrying the boy without ever being registered somewhere in any notebook where the work of the hypocrite was recorded.

Mani's daughter-in-law had given birth to two daughters and two sons in a row. The first daughter and the son born after her had died one after the other. As soon as her second daughter was born, Mixha Man had left her the name of the daughter who had died before and had not registered it. Even the other son who was born after the first son, he left the name of the same son who had died. It's hard to guess why they did that back then?!

The imam of that time had recorded the eldest daughter and the eldest son in the notebook, and after they died, the children who were born to Grremçi later, had baptized them with the same names without registering their birth, just as they had not registered them never those two children of his who had died before.

- Come on, Mr. Officer?

It was the last years of the Ottoman Empire!

Mixha Man without a thumb did not serve as a soldier to the King. Even the new government had repeatedly avoided it. In fact, Mixha Man had lived many years in hiding.

Until the SKS Kingdom ruled, more than half of the Albanian population was not registered in any register.

After the Second World War, the partisans, by state decree, opened the office and the entire population had to be registered there. Those who were in the imam's notebooks were immediately transferred to the amza book, but there were so many problems for them as well, that the authorities were forced to bring every person to the official for registration and each time with two witnesses. This decree remained in force throughout the communist regime, as quite a few people were reluctant to register in order to avoid obligations to the state.

Lord officiar!

Since 1944, when the first officers were appointed, this task has been carried out by those people who happened to have completed a year of primary school at the former MSKS. They only knew the Cyrillic alphabet. And, in the first years after the Second World War, there were so few Albanians who knew how to write Albanian that it was difficult to fill the necessary number of officials. Even those Albanians who happened to be appointed officials, were forced to write Serbian in the Cyrillic alphabet.

The census of living people lasted more than two decades and was called complete, although there were still people who deliberately avoided the census.

- God officiar!

Mixha Man was entered in the register only after he had married his daughter. She was supposed to marry her husband, but it was not recorded anywhere until 1970.

Mr. Officer, it may not seem interesting to you, but this job has a terrible history. Mixha Man's daughter, after getting married, gave birth to a son, who was not yet crowned. The second son was also born without a crown. The repetition of Mixha Man's story was very clearly seen. Only when Mixha Man's daughter's son had turned seven years old and had to go to school, his father was interested in marrying his wife. Thus, aunt Man's nephew became the reason why his name appeared in the book of amza, only in 1970. Until his daughter and her husband were married, the name and surname of Mixha Man was included in the notebook with two three words.

Can you guess if the official of the time asked Mixha Man for the coronation certificate or the birth certificate?

Do you see, Mr. Ofiqar, that only the seven-year-old grandson was the reason for the registration of Mixha Man, who could have died without ever being registered in the book of amza that you know today.

Lord officiar!

It seems unbelievable, but in the book of registration of living people it is written that Mixha Man was registered in this book in 1970, 80 years after his birth. Maybe you don't believe me, but you can verify this in the Black Civil Service register. And when Mixha Man entered the written evidence, he did not have a wife at all, as she had died 25 years ago, late, as Mixha had married his daughter. Is Mr. Ofiqar understanding me?

Mixha Man was not registered because he evaded the army of the King of Krajli. The weather has happened this job! History is not judged, Mr. Ofiqar. The living need some document. The dead do not need any documents. All these documents that you are looking for and that you are writing today, you need the living to prove something.

Lord officiar!

I need a document that Mixha Man is dead. Mixha Man does not need this document at all.

You who live today, do not deal with the past, because it will sink you. Move forward and don't disturb the lives of the living to document if Mixha Man is dead, did he have a marriage with a woman or not?

Even if Mixha Man was a pasha of the Sultan, you can hardly find his grave or any document, since there have been many pashalars with the name Man for 500 years in a row.

Lord officiar!

Do you understand me? You and I are not finding witnesses of the same age as Mixha Man, because if we were to find them, they would have been less than 130 years old. Mr. Officer, as you can see, this Grremçi professor of the Albanian language has read a lot to learn something!

Do you see, Mr. Officer, that this professor of yours, together with you, in this office, we are looking for something that we cannot find.

Even if we found a document about Mixha Man in the archives of the Empire in Ankara, we cannot read it, because they are written in the old Ottoman language. In fact, no toponym that we know today exists there. All the toponyms on the maps of the Ottoman Empire are in the Ottoman language and nowhere corresponded to what we know today in the real world. On those maps that Grremçi had in hand and in which he was looking for the village and the name of Mixha Man, he did not find a single letter.

This is the most painful part of our history, Mr. Ofiqar.

No witness can live as long as Mixha Man who entered the evidence that existed only at the age of 80, and entered there, exactly the year he died, when they asked for his birth certificate, the son-in-law with him the friend, Mani's daughter, who has also died.

Mixha Man, for the time being, actually did not exist in the evidence of any conqueror.

I believe you understood me, Mr. Ofiqar?!

I don't believe it!

The story is terrible, Mr. Ofiqar1

History is not judged, Mr. Officer!

History is dead, but it does not leave the living comfortable, Mr. Ofiqar!

Lord officiar! That Fetahu who came from Paris to get a certificate from you, had all the necessary documents to the staff of France. And guess what, his family had been displaced by Serbian violence in Turkey in 1912. According to his elderly grandmother's will, he had returned to Kosovo at the time of the Serbian occupation, but was never granted a residence permit, although he and his family had lived throughout the Serbian occupation. Partizan had registered him and only issued him a temporary residence permit. Fetahu, on the eve of the end of the Second World War, had fled from Kosovo illegally and settled in France. After Kosovo was liberated, he wanted to die in Kosovo, but he failed to register. After he was unable to arrange the papers, he returned to Paris where he died.

Even Mixha Man died long before Fatah. He didn't run away. The living is gone, Mr. Ofiqar! He ran away because he cannot live illegally in his homeland like Mixha Man, who, as you say, is still alive, even though according to your evidence, he is now 135 years old.