Namiri, the model of society's struggle against inequality of values

2026-03-19 21:06:34 / IDE NGA HERMES KAFEXHIU

Namiri, the model of society's struggle against inequality of values

It seems like a betrayal of nature to be lost in nature, but also like a tribute to man who faced inequality, with rejection, with the curtailment of space, with the universal prejudice of the words "that the mind can ruin our work", with the attempt to isolate his truth, with the fight to ruin his mission, with the aggravated state of mediocrity and with all the gloom of human hypocrisy that opens like a shadow and weighs on man, on the weight of man, to prevent him from becoming hopeful.

Namir faced all of this and very quickly.

Coming from a legacy of persecution, relentless struggle with the former system and the current establishment, Namir seemed like a wise legend, with a desire for books and culture.

It gave me the idea of ​​a student of Socrates in another time, who they wanted to leave blind and deaf, but they couldn't.

Namir was and is, in his own words, an example of human resistance.

A good father, a good teacher, a good believer, whose loss causes me pain, but also a great hatred for the majority of human degradation that haunts us like a modern ghost, that confuses us in distinguishing the good.

Namir, this model who fought with the inequality of values ​​at every moment, as a personality of stoicism who fundamentally awakens us to the missing pride of the profile that we so much need to be around, to hear it differently and with words that seem to be emerging from the order of human life.

Namir was unafraid of opening up the space, he wanted to support the controversy and, above all, to make you believe that there are still good friends who don't see the small interest.

I know, it seems pathetic, but this disaster was so experiential in this bitter truth, that it increases the revolt not to let his mission be without a path.

Since his adolescence, he loved literature, history, the city, teaching. He wanted to speak with the desire for people to believe in ideas, in things that today seem so overturned, like a Noah's ark amidst all this miserable din, that sometimes it seems as if the gods took Namir to save him.

All day today, my friend, I have not believed your departure, just as I have kept myself from that treacherous news with lies, that perhaps you have not left yet.

When we last met in Tirana, he spoke to me with such joy about people, about his work that he loved so much, about his good colleagues, about Mero who had given him a long-missing hand for his neglected value. We talked about current events, politics that had long worried him, about literature, children and the pain beneath the lines of departure.

"Keep writing," he told me, "sooner or later our words will get what they deserve. If we don't speak, who else will?"

But today, his loss, without modesty, is also a tribute of pride for all those who miss him today and for those who did not know him, and ultimately for all those who, seeing his example, will do what he could not do on earth.

I can't help but remember, my friend, that your fight against social inequality was the missing revolt of human values.

Peace, Namir.

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