Sander Prosi – March 24, 1985!

The dark day when the Albanian scene lost its colossus! Durres: March 24, 1985 He rested his face on his palms and sat for a while, which seemed endless to me. It was a March evening and on that same day, March 24…I made the mise-en-scene that Sandri would perform. We were waiting with the lights on to warm up the environment a little. The hours were passing and the actor was nowhere to be seen…. The lights came on, they flashed for a long time and I saw Josifi come out of the room. he was as white as frost… – Take heart medicine, he spoke in a disfigured voice. I was completely frozen, took the trinitrine out of the box and put it under my tongue without knowing why! – Josif, what happened, you said you are playing tricks on us. He did not speak, but took the alley down, holding on to the walls. I followed him to the "Gas" which was on. Silent as two zombies, I sank into the darkness of the car. He took the turn at "Torra" and stopped in front of the "Vollges" hotel. A scattered crowd roared in silence. The police had surrounded the place. The lights on the first floor were on. People in white T-shirts entered and exited through the revolving glass door. In the crowd I noticed some security personnel. Before I went down, Josif grabbed my arm and shook me hard. – Collect yourself, drink a mouthful of brandy…Sandri, his voice trembled and his eyes reddened. Sandri, he left us! fell from the third floor of the hotel. A long-absent vision appeared in my brain. Everything I saw around me was completely covered. It wasn't the wave or something else… but no! Sandri's death? No. An irresponsible weight never conquered me, I barely made it through the corridor of the policemen who wanted to stop me. – He is the director of the film, Josifi spoke as he walked, walking in front of me. I had frozen in front of the glass door and…. In front of my eyes, the white carcaf with coagulated blood clots blinded me. _______________ Part from the book "Te pathenat" – Muharrem Fejzo