There is this part of Tirana (Albania’s capital), we call it “Bllok” in Albanian as the abbreviation of “zona e ish-bllokut” translated “Ex-block zone” . Once this was, where the only thing you could see were nice little mansions, little villas to be precise. The residents you might be asking? Only a selected bunch of people, the previous communist regime leaders, the high society.
That space of the capital was guarded 24/7 non stop. Trespassing was not an option if you cared for your life of course, or the so-called freedom you were allowed at the time.
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Now I have also another story which is related to the importance of changes. I assume that when you think you know all the conditions of change and you might be assured or assure yourself that the change guarantees success and an evolution for the better you just can’t wait for it to happen…
A very dear friend of mine used to work in Albania, for almost 4 years whereas he had a family back in Italy, his wife and little daughter. Soon after, his son came to this world and imagine the excitement. Although he loved his job and he was also making good money out of it he missed his family. In the beginning he recognized that trade offs are unavoidable, so he had to keep going. But after a couple of years he confessed something that remained imprinted in my mind: “You know my life has turned into:
“Can’t wait for Friday to come to fly back to my family. And when it’s Sunday and I have to fly back to Tirana again, I find myself thinking again Can’t wait for the next Friday. My life has come to eternally waiting for Fridays!”.
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