Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb cilit i kan\u00eb ndodhur shum\u00eb ndryshime n\u00eb nj\u00eb vit. Para nj\u00eb viti isha tjet\u00ebr njeri dhe m\u00eb mungonin shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, por tani m\u00eb mungon kryesorja, jeta e lir\u00eb e pa pengesa. Do t\u00eb thoni ju se njeriu nuk k\u00ebnaqet kurr\u00eb. Edhe kjo mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb, ama disa gj\u00ebra jan\u00eb t\u00eb shenjta p\u00ebr njeriun e disa jo. Q\u00eb ta kuptoni m\u00eb mir\u00eb po filloj t\u00eb tregoj shkurtimisht t\u00eb kaluar\u00ebn time.
\nUn\u00eb ka pak q\u00eb kam mbushur 30 vje\u00e7. Kam qen\u00eb i martuar dhe nga kjo martes\u00eb kam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb 3 vje\u00e7e. Kisha nj\u00eb grua shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb, por e keqja q\u00ebndronte tek un\u00eb, sepse un\u00eb kisha vesin m\u00eb t\u00eb keq t\u00eb njeriut, bixhozin. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb thon\u00eb se \u00ebsht\u00eb vesi m\u00eb shkat\u00ebrrues dhe nga i cili nuk mund t\u00eb shp\u00ebtosh leht\u00eb. Ajo m\u00eb duroi mjaft, se bashk\u00eb ishim njohur dy vjet m\u00eb par\u00eb se t\u00eb b\u00ebnim vajz\u00ebn, por kur lindi vajza, problemet u shtuan dhe ajo vendosi t\u00eb m\u00eb ndante. Dhe mir\u00eb b\u00ebri. Un\u00eb, as nga ndarja e saj nuk zura mend. Prap\u00eb vazhdova t\u00eb luaja dhe t\u00eb mos lija lek n\u00eb xhep. Fati ishte q\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb shok t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe ai m\u00eb mbante n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij. E \u00ebma m\u00eb mbante sikur t\u00eb isha djali i saj, sepse prind\u00ebrit e mi nuk jetojn\u00eb tani. N\u00ebna m\u00eb vdiq kur po m\u00eb lindte mua dhe babai vdiq para nja dy vjet\u00ebsh nga kanceri. Edhe kur ishte gjall\u00eb, jetonte me shqet\u00ebsim p\u00ebr problemin tim. Ndoshta edhe ky ishte shkaku i s\u00ebmundjes s\u00eb tij.
\nPara nj\u00eb viti ndodhesha n\u00eb nj\u00eb hall t\u00eb madh. Nuk kisha lek\u00eb as t\u00eb hipja n\u00eb autobus. Nga hutimi nuk e dija ku po ecja dhe befas u p\u00ebrplasa me nj\u00eb grua e cila sa po dilte nga makina. Ajo u trondit se ishte edhe or\u00eb e von\u00eb e nat\u00ebs, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb b\u00ebrtiti me t\u00eb madhe.
\n– M\u00eb fal! – i thash\u00eb. \u2013 Nuk doja t\u00eb p\u00ebrplasesha me ju!
\n– Uaa… – ajo ende b\u00ebrtiste dhe m\u2019u desh t\u2019i vija dor\u00ebn n\u00eb goj\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos e d\u00ebgjuar disa polic\u00eb q\u00eb ishin aty af\u00ebr. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7ast ajo tendoi t\u00eb m\u00eb godiste, por un\u00eb i thash\u00eb q\u00eb nuk kisha nd\u00ebrmend t\u2019i b\u00ebja asgj\u00eb. Ajo m\u00eb pa thell\u00eb n\u00eb sy dhe si duket, e kuptoi q\u00eb nuk isha i rreziksh\u00ebm dhe u qet\u00ebsua. U sprapsa dhe e lash\u00eb t\u00eb lir\u00eb.
\n– M\u00eb falni edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb. Nuk ju pash\u00eb, se po k\u00ebrkoja di\u00e7ka n\u00eb tok\u00eb.
\n– S\u2019ka gj\u00eb, vet\u00ebm ta dish se m\u00eb trembe shum\u00eb se mendova mos ishe ndonj\u00eb hajdut.
\n– Si t\u2019ju qet\u00ebsoj? – i thash\u00eb i pik\u00eblluar, se m\u00eb erdhi keq p\u00ebr at\u00eb grua e cila ishte n\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb saj dhe u ndesh me mua q\u00eb vet\u00ebm probleme iu sillja njer\u00ebzve.
\n– Jo s\u2019ka problem. Tani \u00e7do gj\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb rregull. U tremba n\u00eb fakt pak si shum\u00eb dhe l\u00ebshova t\u00eb b\u00ebrtitur\u00ebn, por tani kaloi. Doja t\u00eb merrja rrug\u00ebn n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb, por tani po hipi edhe nj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb makin\u00eb, se u b\u00eb von\u00eb.
\n– Lum si ti! – m\u00eb dol\u00ebn k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb nga goja pa komand\u00eb.
\n– Pse? Pse duhet t\u00eb jem e lumtur q\u00eb u b\u00ebra von\u00eb? – u mundua ajo t\u00eb fliste me humor.
\n– Jo, jo ashtu kot. Ishte di\u00e7ka q\u00eb\u2026
\n– A mund t\u2019ju ndihmoj p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb? N\u00ebse po, m\u00eb thoni, si mund t\u2019ju ndihmoj?
\nNuk kisha rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr ve\u00e7se t\u2019i thoja se kisha humbur portofolin dhe nuk kisha lek\u00eb t\u00eb merrja autobusin. Dhe ashtu b\u00ebra. Ndoshta ka qen\u00eb edhe e shkruar t\u00eb ndodhte kjo p\u00ebrplasje dhe jeta ime t\u00eb merrte k\u00ebt\u00eb kthes\u00eb. Ajo pranoi menj\u00ebher\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb shoq\u00ebronte dhe un\u00eb hipa n\u00eb makin\u00eb. M\u00eb \u00e7oi deri te sht\u00ebpia dhe rrug\u00ebs biseduam. Ajo fliste m\u00eb shum\u00eb e un\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjesha me fjali t\u00eb shkurt\u00ebra.
\nIshte nj\u00eb grua rreth t\u00eb 40-tave, por shum\u00eb e mbajtur. N\u00eb fakt, se\u00e7 ndjeva nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb ngroht\u00ebsie q\u00eb kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e kisha ndjer\u00eb kur isha me t\u00eb. Ndoshta ngaq\u00eb ajo u soll shum\u00eb mir\u00eb me mua. Ngaq\u00eb biseda u b\u00eb e ngroht\u00eb, kur u ndam\u00eb, ia shtr\u00ebngova dor\u00ebn m\u00eb tep\u00ebr.
\n– Do shihemi! – i thash\u00eb dhe nd\u00ebrruam numrat e telefonit.
\nP\u00ebr t\u00eb mos r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb sy, i \u00e7ova nj\u00eb mesazh pas dy dit\u00ebsh duke e fal\u00ebnderuar q\u00eb m\u00eb mori at\u00eb nat\u00eb n\u00eb makin\u00eb. Ajo ma ktheu se ishte k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi dhe ishte e shqet\u00ebsuar n\u00ebse e kisha gjetur portofolin. I thash\u00eb se u ktheva t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen n\u00eb vendin ku kisha ndenjur me shok\u00ebt (k\u00ebshtu e kisha g\u00ebnjyer, se kisha qen\u00eb me shok\u00ebt n\u00eb nj\u00eb lokal) dhe e kisha gjetur. Ajo u k\u00ebnaq dhe k\u00ebshtu, dit\u00eb pas dite u takuam p\u00ebr kafe. Biseduam dhe biseda na shkonte aq mir\u00eb sa u habita edhe vet\u00eb. Kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk isha ndjer\u00eb aq mir\u00eb dhe, me th\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, kisha nj\u00eb jav\u00eb q\u00eb nuk kisha luajtur bixhoz. Edhe pse ishte m\u00eb e madhe se un\u00eb, m\u00eb p\u00eblqente si grua dhe filloi t\u00eb lindte nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb mes nesh. Ajo nuk ishte e martuar. Kishte qen\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb, por ishte ndar\u00eb se nuk b\u00ebnte f\u00ebmij\u00eb dhe nuk d\u00ebshironte q\u00eb ta linte t\u00eb shoqin t\u00ebr\u00eb jet\u00ebn pa f\u00ebmij\u00eb. Kishte pun\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe gjendje t\u00eb mir\u00eb ekonomike.
\nU afruam me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin dhe kjo b\u00ebri q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shp\u00ebrngulesha n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e saj. E fal\u00ebnderova shokun q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte mbajtur p\u00ebr shum\u00eb koh\u00eb dhe i premtova se do t\u2019ia shp\u00ebrbleja. Dhe k\u00ebshtu, nisi nj\u00eb jet\u00eb e re p\u00ebr mua. Kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk kisha luajtur bixhoz, sepse jet\u00ebn e kisha t\u00eb mbushur me dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb grua t\u00eb magjishme. Pushimet e para i b\u00ebm\u00eb n\u00eb Turqi dhe t\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, ishte nj\u00eb mrekulli. Nuk e besoja se si kisha harxhuar aq shum\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime kot. Edhe n\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb m\u00eb thonin se kisha ndryshuar dhe ishin t\u00eb k\u00ebnaqur me mua. Deri k\u00ebtu shum\u00eb mir\u00eb, por edhe lumturia nuk zgjat shum\u00eb, si gjithmon\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kur po pinim kafen e pasdites, nj\u00eb nga ata me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt luanim n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin vend, m\u00eb pa, u afrua e m\u00eb tha:
\n– Po ku je mo? M\u00eb mori malli p\u00ebr ty. E ke l\u00ebn\u00eb loj\u00ebn?
\n– M\u00eb fal, nuk e sheh se nuk jam vet\u00ebm? – i thash\u00eb se nuk e dija si ta hiqja qafe.
\n– Oh, m\u00eb fal zonj\u00eb! U tregova pa takt po m\u00eb ka munguar shum\u00eb ky djalosh q\u00eb e kisha nj\u00eb kund\u00ebrshtar t\u00eb fort\u00eb. \u2013 ai fliste dhe k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb m\u00eb nguleshin n\u00eb kok\u00eb si shigjeta.
\nAjo nuk foli, por m\u00eb pa me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr shikim.
\n– Mir\u00eb mirupafshim tani! Do t\u00eb shihemi. – i thash\u00eb.
\n– Ku e takoje k\u00ebt\u00eb shokun? – m\u00eb pyeti ajo me nj\u00eb ton me t\u00eb cilin s\u2019m\u00eb kishte folur kurr\u00eb. \u2013 \u00c7\u2019loj\u00eb luanit?
\n– E di se je e nervozuar, por nuk doja ta prishja lumturin\u00eb ton\u00eb me t\u00eb kaluar\u00ebn time, prandaj nuk t\u00eb kam th\u00ebn\u00eb gj\u00eb.
\n– E \u00e7far\u00eb duhej t\u00eb m\u00eb thoj\u00eb? – tha ajo ftoht\u00eb.
\n– Dikur luaja bixhoz. Edhe at\u00eb nat\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb takova ty nuk m\u00eb kishte humbur portofoli, por i kisha l\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha n\u00eb loj\u00eb.
\n– Pra, e paskemi nisur lidhjen me nj\u00eb g\u00ebnjesht\u00ebr. E \u00e7uditshme, si nuk m\u00eb kishte shkuar nd\u00ebrmend. E dija se duhej t\u00eb kishe ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb nuk shkonte, por nuk e mendova k\u00ebshtu. Sa idiote qenkam treguar!
\n– Pse flet k\u00ebshtu? Un\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb nuk t\u00eb pash\u00eb dhe u p\u00ebrplasa q\u00ebllimisht. E r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme \u00ebsht\u00eb q\u00eb ne jemi kaq t\u00eb lumtur bashk\u00eb.
\nDebatuam edhe pak, por ajo, si e pjekur q\u00eb ishte, nuk e ekzagjeroi ashtu si\u00e7 b\u00ebnte ime shoqe. Pas k\u00ebsaj z\u00ebnke, nuk ndryshuan shum\u00eb gj\u00ebrat, vet\u00ebm se ajo ishte si m\u00eb e ndrojtur dhe sa her\u00eb dilja, sikur nuk kishte besim tek un\u00eb. Edhe me lek\u00ebt nuk ishte si m\u00eb par\u00eb. I ruante dhe i fshihte nga un\u00eb. Kjo gjendje m\u00eb solli n\u00eb shpirt nj\u00eb boshll\u00ebk q\u00eb e kisha patur m\u00eb par\u00eb dhe ky boshll\u00ebk mund t\u00eb mbyllej vet\u00ebm me loj\u00ebn, e cila kishte qen\u00eb dhe m\u00eb par\u00eb arma me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn un\u00eb mendoja se ndihesha mir\u00eb. Nj\u00eb nat\u00eb u futa n\u00eb vorbull\u00ebn e saj dhe mezi dola. Kur pash\u00eb or\u00ebn, kishte shkuar 3 e m\u00ebngjesit. Si gjithmon\u00eb pas loj\u00ebs, me asnj\u00eb lek n\u00eb xhep, m\u2019u desh ta merrja n\u00eb telefon dhe t\u2019i k\u00ebrkoja t\u00eb vinte t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte. Ajo erdhi menj\u00ebher\u00eb dhe nuk m\u00eb pyeti p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb. Kjo m\u00eb vrau m\u00eb shum\u00eb. N\u00ebse do t\u00eb m\u00eb kishte shar\u00eb, do t\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb m\u00eb mir\u00eb p\u00ebr mua, por ajo nuk e b\u00ebri.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen m\u00eb kishte l\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb sh\u00ebnim ku m\u00eb thoshte se n\u00ebse doja t\u00eb luaja, mund t\u00eb largohesha nga sht\u00ebpia e saj dhe t\u00eb isha i lir\u00eb, ama n\u00ebse nuk largohesha, duhej t\u00eb sillesha si m\u00eb par\u00eb, pa loj\u00eb, por t\u00eb isha vet\u00ebm n\u00eb gatishm\u00ebri p\u00ebr t\u00eb. T\u00eb isha rob i saj, n\u00eb nj\u00eb kuptim.
\nE mendova, por po t\u00eb ikja nga kjo sht\u00ebpi, si do t\u00eb jetoja? Te shoku nuk kthehesha dot dhe tek ish- gruaja nuk kisha vend se e dija se ajo tashm\u00eb kishte nj\u00eb lidhje, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb pranova t\u00eb jetoja me t\u00eb.
\nKjo ka t\u00eb mirat e veta se un\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb luaj bixhoz dhe kam sht\u00ebpi e ekonomi t\u00eb mir\u00eb, por lidhja jon\u00eb ka ndryshuar, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb si m\u00eb par\u00eb. N\u00ebse m\u00eb par\u00eb ajo ishte shum\u00eb e hapur me mua dhe ishim nj\u00eb \u00e7ift p\u00ebr zili, tani jemi si t\u00eb ngurt\u00eb dhe ajo dyshon n\u00eb \u00e7do l\u00ebvizje timen.
\nPra, kjo ishte ajo q\u00eb ju thash\u00eb n\u00eb fillim. Edhe pse m\u00eb par\u00eb luaja bixhoz, ndjehesha m\u00eb i lir\u00eb se tani. Tani jeta ime ka nj\u00eb ndryshim t\u00eb madh, po m\u00eb mungon liria e cila besoj sjell edhe lumturin\u00eb. Ndoshta jam edhe un\u00eb gabim e duhet t\u00eb pranoj q\u00eb hoqa dor\u00eb nga nj\u00eb ves i keq, por ja q\u00eb dhe k\u00ebshtu m\u00eb duket vetja si n\u00eb burg.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb cilit i kan\u00eb ndodhur shum\u00eb ndryshime n\u00eb nj\u00eb vit. Para nj\u00eb viti isha tjet\u00ebr njeri dhe m\u00eb mungonin shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, por tani m\u00eb mungon kryesorja, jeta e lir\u00eb e pa pengesa. Do t\u00eb thoni ju se njeriu nuk k\u00ebnaqet kurr\u00eb. Edhe kjo mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb, ama […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10442","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10442","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=10442"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10442\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10442"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10442"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10442"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}