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Written by Bernard Zotaj dhe Gjergj Habilaj 8 Gusht 2022
Every August, the Habilaj family in Vajze te Vlora remember with pain, but also with pride, the days when the two brothers Maliq and Lelo Hadër Habilaj, fell heroically at the head of the battles, during the Anti-Fascist National Liberation War. They were young, aged 17-19, but they were cut off in the middle in August 1944, 15 days apart in the city of Peshkopia and 15 km apart. It happens that a person during his life describes a long, almost endless journey, and this does not constitute any innovation. Sometimes this journey is interrupted prematurely, but this is part of human life and is not surprising. In the lives of individual people, it can happen quite differently. Called by the voice of the Motherland, they can ascend to the sky and burn there like stars, giving their light to the Motherland that gave birth to them. Age didn't matter to them, it did not matter the years left to live, which vessel had not yet begun, the very few years they have described, their lives did not matter. Their only motto was the voice of the Motherland, the freedom of the Motherland from the Nazi and Fascist occupiers, in the name of which they fled, gave their lives fighting heroically against the Nazi and collaborationist forces who had lined up on the side of the invaders. Their lives were interrupted in the middle, but eternally from heaven they, together with 28 thousand martyrs who have given their lives for the liberation of the homeland from the Nazis and fascists, continue to make light for their homeland for the following centuries and make us proud generation after generation. Such were the Maliq and Lelo Habilaj brothers. They were born and raised in a patriotic family, which for generations was actively connected with all the events and wars for the defense of the Motherland, becoming an active part at all times. The Habilaj family was one of the poorest families in the village of Vajze, they had a house with one floor, a piece of land where they made bread for 3-4 months a year, a cow and an ox for work. The Hadëraj family faced the hard times together with other poor villagers. But, this was a family with a healthy character and it didn't fall on anyone's neck. She had love and respect for people and the village. The Habilas, as a family, have inherited the feelings of patriotism and patriotism. Hadër Habilaj participated as a fighter in Vajza's company in the War of Vlora in 1920. He participated in all the battles, from Kota, to Drashovica, Sherishte and the Koçi Pass. until Vlora was finally freed from the Italian invaders. Hadëri died at the age of 38, leaving his wife Havana and four sons. Years passed and the Habilaj family walked and lived like everyone else with hardship and suffering. The waves of life and the efforts to work and live shaped and educated the children, becoming men before their time. The hard years of the fascist conqueror also fell on the sons of Habilaj. They grew up amidst difficulties and were not given the opportunity to go to school. But even without school they became better than many educated young people. They felt the fascist occupation, that's why they joined the people's struggle for freedom. With this spirit, the four brothers Habilaj, Maliqi, Lelua, Sulua and Koçiu grew up. They were born in the South of Albania and described with their feet all their land and fell in the Northeast, to show that this land was only one.
The family decided to become partisans
Brothers Habilaj and mother Havaja became active participants of the National Liberation Anti-Fascist Movement and helped with everything they had. For their activity in the National Liberation Movement, the fascists burned your house during the April 1943 operation. The Habilaj family leaves the village and settles in Hijen e Kuliu, part of the territory of Vajza, in Hametaj. After the operation, the Hibilaj family, as well as the other families of Vajza, lived illegally, settling in the woods, far from the village. Discussions started in the family about the war and the participation of the Habilaj brothers. Everyone wanted partisans to come out. Mother Havaja, who also had the heavy burden of the house, together with Sulo, talked to him separately before, to make way for the two brothers Maliq and Lelo. So they organized, so to speak, a family assembly, where they discussed the benefits and the continuation of the life of the Habilaj family. The few were like family, but the war would take its toll, as mother Hawaii knew that there was no marriage without meat and war required the brave. In the family conversation led by mother Havaja, they decided to go out to the partisans on Mount Maliq and Lelo, leaving the mother in the hut, the older brother Sulejman (Sulo), who had also taken on the role of the father and the house and the brotherhood had to be moved. as well as the younger brother Koçi, who passed away in 1944.
Maliqi was martyred to defend the retreat of the battalion headquarters
Maliq Hadër Habilaj was born in 1924, but he missed many things in his life. He missed toys, the opportunity to be educated, he missed his father, but he never missed his love for the Motherland. He did not recognize his father, but he knew that he had participated in the glorious Battle of Vlora, and had fought bravely and won over the enemy. He grew up with great difficulties, where the regime took everything away from him, but he had the sun and love for the Motherland. In 1939, when the country was invaded by the Italian fascists, Maliqi was 15 years old, a beautiful young age. He understood that the great hour had come, the hour of patriotic duty, that dream that had started in 1920 was still alive... He was young, but he knew that the Motherland was not only inside the village on the slope of Beuni. The homeland lay beyond the mountains. He lined up in the village squad and his rifle roared against the invaders in Vajza, Selenica, Drashovica and elsewhere. His homeland was in captivity and in November 1943, he became a lifelong soldier of his, joining the ranks of Br. I S. The young fighter participated in all the battles of this combat formation, in Vlora, Korça, Berat, Elbasan and Dibër, where he gave the signs of a seasoned fighter. He never complained, never shied away from danger, never feared death. In all battles he was at the forefront. This is how battle after battle went, until July 1944, the brigade encountered the German-Ballisian formations at Fushë Alie in Peshkopia. It was a hot summer day, but the fighters had to go further, because their mission did not end here, but further to the border with Yugoslavia, where the people of Kosovo were occupied. Here they found themselves surrounded by German-ballistic forces and their task was to get out of the encirclement and ensure the retreat of the battalion headquarters. They did not shy away from this difficult task. Even the siege did not scare them, they did not give up. Commissar Myslym Shyri, brave squad commander Maliq Habilaj and other partisans fought and fell like brave men.
I pari në sulm dhe i fundit në tërheqje
Lelo Hadër Habilaj shkoi në luftë pionier dhe ra në fushën e betejës, po pionier. I lindur në vitin 1928, ai nuk e ruante fare në kujtesë imazhin e babait. Ishte i vogël kur pushtuesit i dogji shtëpinë. I mbetur pa shtëpi dhe në Atdhe të pushtuar, u motivua të luftonte për të çliruar shtëpinë e madhe Atdheun. E gjithë familja ishte partizane, të katërt vëllezërit Sulo, Maliq, Lelo dhe i vogëli Koço, ishin në ballë të luftimeve, kur ende supet e tyre ishin shume të brishta. Lelo, vëllai i tretë, 15 vjeç, u ndje krenar kur bashkë me Maliqin morën udhën e malit. Luftoi në Vajzë dhe fshatrat përreth, dhe kur u krijuar Br. V S në nëntor 1943, bëhet një nga luftëtarët e saj në batalionin e dytë, në kompaninë e parë. Ishte trim, si i gjithë brezi i ri që kishte dalë malit. Nuk trembej nga vdekja si gjithë moshatarët e tij, kur vdekja thuajse nuk ekziston. Ai ishte i kthjelltë në ëndrrat e së ardhmes. Ai eci në të njëjtën udhë si vëllai dhe ra si trim pranë vendit ku ra dhe Maliq Habilaj. Në fshatin Trepçe të Peshkopisë, u ndesh me gjermano-ballistë. Luftoi, u plagos dhe ngeli vetëm... Shokët nuk mundën ta tërhiqnin. Mercenarët e gjetën të shtrirë në mes të shkurreve të dushkut. Ishte pionier, ishte trim dhe nuk u tremb nga plagët që kishte marrë dhe kur armiku e gjeti trupin e tij në agoni. Nuk e dha veten dhe nuk u tremb as kur armiku ngriti pushkën për të vrarë një njeri thuajse të vrarë. Buzëqeshi në ato çaste. I buzëqeshi diellit, në prag të lirisë, duke i çuar nënës së tij në Jug, buzëqeshje lamtumire.
Në dokumentarin “Këngë në buzë të lirisë”, nëna e dëshmorëve Havaja kishte rritur katër djem pa baba, duke i edukuar me ndjenja patriotike. Nënës i ikën tre djem, Maliq, Lelo dhe Koçi bashku me nusen dhe nipin e vetëm. Pesë vdekje në tre muaj dhe nënë Havaja do ti qante si nënë labe, ku ndodhej, larg shtëpisë së saj se shtëpia ishte djegur për të dytën herë...
Nënë Havaja, me shumë halle e me shumë plagë që i thernin dhimbshëm në shpirt, ajo që kish pirë shumë kupa hidhërimi, kishte rritur katër djem pa babë, kishte hyrë në luftë me gjashtë veta, katër djem, nusja dhe nipi e doli vetëm me një, djalin e madh, Sulo. Pesë të vdekur ose të vrarë, të gjithë brenda tre muajve. Nënë Havaja, që kish pritur shumë rrufe me shpirtin më të fortë se çdo gurë e çdo dru, me mbijetesë prej luaneshe, të dy bijtë Maliq e Lelo, do ti qante me ligje, ashtu siç dinë të qajnë nënat labe, atje ku ndodhej, në majë të Nashit, Harvala e Kojova, ku mori lajmin e hidhur. Ajo i qante me këngë, siç u ka hije trimave që këngë lire ishin, këngë pavdekësie mbetën. Fshati vajzë ishte djegur për së dyti herë e të gjithë ishin larguar prej shtëpive.
Lelo e Maliq ishin vëllezër se kishin një nënë, Havanë, simboli i gruas labe dhe i Shqipërisë. Ishin vëllazëruar më të fortë se në gjirin e nënë Havasë, por në gjirin e Shqipërisë e në zjarrin e luftës. Hap pas hapi në udhën e bekimit të shenjtë e flijimit për një jetë të lirë, të dy vëllezërve Habilaj, u printe dhe ju bënte dritë i njëjti yll, fati për të mirë të Shqipërisë. Kësaj nëne që i bëri / Ju këput si yll nga gjiri. Të dy vëllezërit kishin të njëjtin apel luftarak: rreshtat e brigadave partizane, kishin të njëjtën adresë heroizmi e ku derdhën gjakun, e ku ndezën flakën: në Dibrën e posaçliruar që do ta përqafonin përjetësisht si të ishte Vajza e tyre. Gazetari, regjisori i Kinostudio dhe poeti Ilia Dede ka thurur vargjet: Jo nuk bëhet vaj për trimat/ trimave u bëhet kënga/ Lelo, Maliq suferina/ bënin ditë pa ndalur Hëna./ Dhimbja jonë për ju vëllezër/ folën e bëri në zemër/ lindët edhe ratë si lebër/ ëndrra juaj s’është më ëndërr...