FLASH
Shkruar nga Kastriot Dervishi
On the evening of June 9-10, 1990, two friends from Orman Pojani in Korça, aged 25 and 27 respectively, attempted to escape through the Sheleguri Border Post in the Kolonja District. The young men had heard that crossing the border was no longer called “treason against the homeland”. Fatmir Duro intended to leave because he had people in Australia, while his friend, who was getting married in a few days, intended to recover economically. In the early hours of June 10, 1990 (the time of the murder is contradictory with the intention of manipulation), border soldiers caught up with them. They killed 27-year-old Fatmir Duro. The entire post, headed by the commander, was on its feet.
They did not hide their satisfaction that they "killed one". The deceased Fatmir is seen in the photo massacred with one of the strangest wounds that can bring a murder. The other person was able to flee the crime scene, but was arrested by a policeman in Barmash. He was sentenced to 3 and a half years in prison for attempting to cross the border illegally.
Ministry of Interior's Communiqué No. 136, dated 11.6.1990
On 10.6.1990, Irfan Sali Liçi, 27 years old, resident of Orman Pojan, Korça, cooperative member, was detained because his external characteristics are identical to the border violator who fled in an unknown direction in an attempt with the border unit of the Shelegur border post. In the attempt at 8.00, 10.6.1990, Fatmir Ismail Duro, resident of Orman - Pojan, Korça, was killed for an illegal attempt to cross the border.
People's Socialist Republic of Albania
General Investigation
Subject: Fatmir Duron from Korça was killed while crossing the border illegally
Minister of Internal Affairs
Simon Stefani
Tirana
On June 9, 1990, at the Shelegur border crossing in Ersekë, Fatmir Smail Duro, 25, and Irfan Sali Liçi, 27, both residents of the village of Orman in the Korça district, attempted to cross the border into Greece.
The district investigation initiated a criminal case for illegal border crossing. On 9.6.1990 at around 24.00, Irfani, in collaboration with Fatmir, attempted to cross the border illegally.
Both of these people were confronted by the border unit near the border post in the Shelegur village sector. They were called to surrender, but they did not stop.
The border unit shot and killed Fatmir Duro. His body was sent to his family. Irfani was able to leave temporarily, but was caught after a few hours and arrested. On 17.6.1990 he was sent to court.
Head of the General Investigation.
Testimony of the investigation, Irfan Lici, from the wedding, at the border and in prison
Trupi i Fatmir Duros ka qenë i masakruar nga plumbat e shumtë që e kanë përshkruar atë. Në mes të gjoksit madje këqyrej një plagë shumë e madhe. I shpëtuari nga atentati, shoku i tij Irfan Lici u arrestua dhe iu dha gjyqit. Në muajin korrik ai kishte ditën e martesës. Në fillim ai nuk tregon të vërtetën, pastaj në rrëfimin e dytë tregon historinë e ngjarjes në kufi.
Irfan Lici: Mbasi u bënë ndryshime të ligjit nga Kuvendi Popullor (të majit 1990 — shënim), mua më kapte vazhdimisht dhe më bënte muhabet Fatmir Duro. Me të kisha muhabet si me fshatarët e tjerë. Pas ndryshimit të ligjit ai më rrinte afër. Ai më kishte thënë se kishte njerëz në Australi, gjë që unë e dija, pasi ai kishte marrë vazhdimisht dhurata. Ai më tha se kushëriri i tij në Australi kishte vdekur dhe pasurinë e tij do ta trashëgonte Fatmiri.
Në këtë kohë ka ardhur në shtëpi Fatmir Duro. Ai nuk hyri brenda, por vërshëllente nga jashtë. Ka ardhur dy herë në mbrëmje e pastaj ka ardhur në mëngjes. Mëngjesin e 9 qershorit 1990 unë kam marrë në një valixhe nga shtëpia rreth 1.000 lekë. I kam thënë babait se do shkoj të blej rroba dhe ushqime për dasmën time që ishte caktuar më 29 korrik 1990. Fatmiri me tha të gjeja një biçikletë e të nisesha, se na vajti vonë. Nga Luboniku në Korçë erdhëm me autobus urban. Mendimi i Fatmirit se do të mund të iknim e do i sillnim para familjes, ma prishi mendjen. Unë nuk kisha ardhur asnjëherë në Rrethin e Kolonjës, ndërsa Fatmiri kishte ardhur disa herë, kishte parë vendin e piramidën që dukej nga rruga.
Meqenëse më datën 9 qershor 1990 me Fatmir Duron do kaloja kufirin, u kam thënë njerëzve të shtëpisë se do therja cjapin që kisha blerë e do thërrisja vjehrrin tim Nizam Berberi dhe të fejuarën Ardiana. Në darkë erdhi edhe vëllai që është ndarë nga ne, Nazmiu. Atë natë hëngrëm dhe pimë në shtëpinë time. Unë nuk iu kisha thënë gjë njerëzve të shtëpisë, që do kaloja kufirin. Deri në orën 17.30 kemi qëndruar vërdallë në Ersekë. Më pas i kemi hipur autobusit të Lekovikut. Nga autobusi kemi zbritur në fshatin Radanjë.
Kemi zbritur deri te vendi ku dukej piramida. Fatmiri më tha se do prisnim deri sa të errej mirë. Jemi nisur nëpër pyll. Rreth orës 23.30 kemi dëgjuar një të shtënë arme. Me të dëgjuar këtë nuk kemi ecur më, por kemi qëndruar në një vend të fshehtë. Unë aty ku qëndruam, kam fjetur dhe gjumë. Fatmiri nuk fjeti, se mërdhinte. Ai ishte veshur hollë, ndërsa unë trashë. Ai më tha të iknim, pasi nuk e dëgjonte më zhurmën, por dëgjoheshin vetëm disa të lehura qeni. Rreth orës 2.00 te datës 10 qershor 1990 u nisëm përsëri, pasi ikëm ca në drejtim të kufirit ku dukej piramida.
We stayed there until the light broke. When it got dark, Fatmir told me to continue on my way. We passed a place with wires that made noise. We heard the voices of soldiers and turned back. We stayed in retreat until the noise was no longer heard. It was 7:00. We ran to the right flank to avoid the soldiers. We saw a crate there, but Fatmir told me not to step on it, because it was giving a signal. We crossed the soft strip, walking over stones, so as not to give a signal. There was a hedge with bushes there. Fatmir held me by the arm, because I have a sciatic nerve.
Then we crossed a thin wire, which was tied to some poles. As we climbed to the top of the mountain, Fatmir told me that this was supposed to be the border, but we had to be careful because it was a bare place. When we started running away, the soldiers shot at us. I ran away, I didn't see Fatmir where he went. I came out into a wooded field, where a villager was harvesting grass. I asked him for directions to Leskovik. Then I ran away on the way to Ersekë. I walked on foot. In Barmash, a policeman asked me who I was. He asked for my ID. I showed him and lied, but he took me to the Internal Affairs Department, Ersekë./ Memorie.al
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