They have explained me that after Tito’s death we should all cry and we did as kids in 1980. In that time we still as Kosovo Albanians did not considered ourselves the victims, the Serbian apartheid and genocide came after, in 1990-1999. In this period I wrote a poem that was published in Ann Arbor Review in Michigan USA, with the title: “Once I was a Jew”.

I have continued my education getting to know the best of nature and I got in love with the plants. I have been collecting and curing people with plants and honey until I discovered colors and nuances of bliss to paint and do calligraphy. Later on I saw that painting I may do with the words and started to write poetry and draw most beautiful words colored with much passion.