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Podujevo 1999 – Beyond Reasonable Doubtaway to this meadow again and spent the day there. A lot of people whowere driven out were also coming to this meadow. My brother Selatin andI agreed that I should stay in the meadow and he should go with the restof the people. Just before we parted, sometime around 10 o’clock in themorning, we heard bursts of gunfire, and I think this was fire from automaticweapons. It lasted for about half an hour with pauses. I think therewere several weapons shooting. I knew they started killing because a boycame to us wounded in the stomach and the shoulder. He lived in a houseacross from mine, but I cannot remember his name. That boy said to thedoctor, who was treating him that Selim and Idriz Tahiri, father and son,were killed. I knew them very well. They lived in the same house as this boy.I heard when he said this to the doctor.That evening around 20:00 my brother left this place and I did the samethe following morning around 04:00 during the night the units madesome kind of a corridor, so the people in the meadow, in this part of thetown, were able to leave the town. So, we went through that corridor andthrough the yards, and we went out of the town, crossed the Niš-Podujevoroad, and went further through the villages. Around 6 or 7 o’clock thatmorning I met with my brother Selatin in the village of Balovci after whichwe did not part. Actually, we did part because my brother Selatin and hisfriend Enver Duriqi were going to different villages looking for their families.I was in such mental condition that it was impossible for me to go anywhere,so we agreed that I should go with the people wherever they wentand he would come in the evening.My family members who stayed in Podujevo were: mother Dhehida 49 , wifeSala, sons Shpend and Shpetim, who were aged nine and 11, sister-inlawShefkate, daughter Saranda, nephews Nora, Fatos, Jehona, Lirrie, andGenc, aunt Nefise, her daughter-in-law Fexhrie, and our friend Enver Duriqi’sfamily, his father, mother, wife, and four children. They were all togetherin my uncle’s house. I heard about them for the first time after the eventon 14 April 1999. Then one of my acquaintances, whose name I cannot recall,came to me. I knew that his son had a surgery even before the bombingstarted. Actually I did not speak to him personally, but he sent a note,which my daughter Saranda wrote for me. It turned out that my friend’s49 Shehide Bogujevci147