Sa shum\u00eb mall, sa d\u00ebshp\u00ebrim, sa vuajtje, sa shum\u00eb dashuri ndjej p\u00ebr ty sonte, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb nat\u00eb i dashuri im. Sonte \u00ebnd\u00ebrrat dhe kujtimet per ty i kam k\u00ebtu grumbulluar n\u00eb shpirtin tim n\u00eb zemren time. M\u00eb beso ndihem e vetme n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb madhe e humbur si nj\u00eb e huaj ku n\u00eb err\u00ebsiren e harruar dhe e hidhur n\u00eb nje qoshe pa skaj. Mes \u00ebndrrash q\u00eb dikur i pata, q\u00eb jeta m’i ka ofruar nj\u00ebher kur isha me ty, e ndjej veten t\u00eb d\u00ebshiruar p\u00ebr pak \u00e7aste, e p\u00ebr pak ngroht\u00ebsi, e p\u00ebr shum\u00eb dashuri, tani n\u00eb zemren time mbret\u00ebron acari q\u00eb m\u00eb ngriu zemren, e b\u00ebri akull\u00eb! Sonte shoh nj\u00eb dor\u00eb q\u00eb s’m\u00eb bindet, shoh dy sy q\u00eb t\u00eb kerkojn, ty i dashuri im dhe ndjej nj\u00eb zem\u00ebr q\u00eb ndoshta s’m\u00eb p\u00ebrket mua, ndjej dashuri q\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrbin krejt trupin dhe pastaj shpirtin, mendimin, gjakun, nervat dhe \u00e7do qeliz\u00eb t\u00eb qenies time. Ti ndoshta imagjinon \u00e7do t\u00eb thot\u00eb t\u00eb duash dik\u00eb n\u00eb heshtje, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb larg\u00ebsi t\u00eb mallkuar, t\u00eb mendosh dhe t\u00eb kalosh dit\u00ebt p\u00ebrgjys\u00ebm. T\u00eb jetosh \u00e7do \u00e7ast kur nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb e qenies t\u00ebnde jeton larg dhe aq m\u00eb keq kur e di q\u00eb se a te Don. E \u00e7’r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi ka p\u00ebr mua, ve\u00e7 ekzistenc\u00ebs t\u00ebnde. Vetem nj\u00ebher t\u00eb jem me ty t\u00eb qendroja nj\u00eb minut\u00eb, at\u00ebher e kisha lutur zotin q\u00eb t\u00eb vjen\u00eb dhe le t\u00eb m\u00eb merr n\u00eb at\u00eb bot\u00ebn tjeter sepse asaj bote i takoj pa ty! Elionela.
\nEh, sa e sa or\u00eb e dit\u00eb m\u00eb ikin duke t\u00eb menduar ty, net\u00ebve p\u00ebrpilitem dhe ndjej sht\u00ebrngimin n\u00eb zem\u00ebr lot\u00ebt m\u00eb rrjedhin pa pushim deri sa bien rrezet e diellit mbi dritaret e dhomes sime, at\u00ebher lot\u00ebt teren nga ngrohtesia e rrezeve mbi fytyren time. Fytyra jote trazon \u00e7do gj\u00eb n\u00eb shpirtin tim, m\u00eb ngacmon fantazin\u00eb. Ngado q\u00eb po i hedhi syt m\u00eb duket se t\u00eb shoh, shoh at\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshjen t\u00ebnde magjeps\u00ebse ato buz\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebmbla, ata sy t\u00eb shkruar. Ngado q\u00eb e hedh dor\u00ebn t\u00eb parfytyroj se t\u00eb prek. \u00c3\u2021’ti b\u00ebj tani shpirtit q\u00eb t\u00eb do pran\u00eb dhe s’t\u00eb ka afer ohhhh zot si nuk erdhe t\u00eb ma marresh k\u00ebt\u00eb shpirt q\u00eb t\u00eb mos vuaj m\u00eb. Ah \u00e7ti b\u00ebj zemr\u00ebs q\u00eb brenda saj q\u00ebndron vet\u00ebm ti? Ti q\u00eb je i vetmi m\u00eb rr\u00ebnj\u00ebn e mbijetes\u00ebs s\u00eb saj! \u00c3\u2021’ti b\u00ebj syve q\u00eb ndjejn\u00eb mall e duan t\u00eb t’shohin dhe derdhin vet\u00ebm lot pa ndal\u00eb! Ah \u00e7ti b\u00ebj vetes sime q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb dashuruar marr\u00ebzist pas teje? Jam un\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb th\u00ebrras me z\u00eb te shurdh\u00ebr dhe vuaj brenda vetes k\u00ebt\u00eb dashuri. T\u00cb DUA me shpirt. Jola.
\nE vetmja ndjenj\u00eb q\u00eb v\u00ebrtet p\u00ebr ty nuk e kam shuar \u00ebsht\u00eb respekti p\u00ebr nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb dikur e kam pasur thell\u00eb n\u00eb zem\u00ebr. Po sot kjo ndjenj\u00eb po m\u00eb \u00e7on n\u00eb mallin q\u00eb kam p\u00ebr ty. Malli q\u00eb kam p\u00ebr t\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb dhe t\u00eb t\u00eb shtr\u00ebngoj nj\u00eb her\u00eb fort\u00eb pas vetes, dhe t\u00eb ulem me ty n\u00eb nj\u00eb tavolin\u00eb kafeneje si dikur dhe t\u00eb b\u00ebj muhabet p\u00ebr koh\u00ebn kur nuk kemi qen\u00eb pran\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb patur disa \u00e7aste t\u00eb bukura p\u00ebrs\u00ebri bashk\u00eb thjesht\u00eb si miq t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr. Dhe nd\u00ebrsa u ktheva me fytyr\u00eb nga muri me dol\u00ebn dy pika lot nga syt\u00eb e mi. Nuk e kuptova se po qaja po vet\u00ebm kur lot\u00ebt m\u00eb lagen faqet kuptova se ishin duke b\u00ebr\u00eb rrug\u00ebn e tyre q\u00eb kishin koh\u00eb pa e b\u00ebr\u00eb. V\u00ebrtet sa shum\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb kan\u00eb kaluar. Q\u00eb kur kam pa t\u00eb par\u00eb? Sa keq. Dhe nd\u00ebrsa ende po mendoj se sa mund t\u00eb kesh ndryshuar shtr\u00ebngoj syt\u00eb fort p\u00ebr mos nxjerr lot t\u00eb tjer\u00eb po nuk i mbaj edhe dot me force brenda meje. Vet\u00ebm ajo ndjenja e mallit m\u00eb b\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb shpalos edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb koh\u00ebn e kaluar me ty. Ndjej v\u00ebrtet mall. Megjithese e urrej t\u00eb flas p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb shkuar sepse \u00ebsht\u00eb v\u00ebrtet di\u00e7ka q\u00eb ka kaluar. Sot dua t’i kujtoj vetes t\u00ebr\u00eb momentet e bukura me ty. Mundohem t\u00eb t’ mbaj mend si nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb do jet\u00eb mikesha ime p\u00ebrjet\u00eb. N.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sa shum\u00eb mall, sa d\u00ebshp\u00ebrim, sa vuajtje, sa shum\u00eb dashuri ndjej p\u00ebr ty sonte, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb nat\u00eb i dashuri im. Sonte \u00ebnd\u00ebrrat dhe kujtimet per ty i kam k\u00ebtu grumbulluar n\u00eb shpirtin tim n\u00eb zemren time. M\u00eb beso ndihem e vetme n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb madhe e humbur si nj\u00eb e huaj ku n\u00eb err\u00ebsiren […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[836,104],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10406","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-komunikoni-me-njeri-tjetrin-2","category-mesazhe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10406","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10406"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10406\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10406"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10406"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10406"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}