S\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebn. K\u00ebshtu jan\u00eb sistemet. K\u00ebshtu jan\u00eb sundimet pushtetare, kur n\u00eb nj\u00eb shtet mungojn\u00eb ligjet dhe kur ai q\u00eb vjen p\u00ebr t\u00eb drejtuar, i bie gjoksit: \u201cDo t\u00eb b\u00ebhet k\u00ebshtu si them un\u00eb. Ashtu si dua un\u00eb. Tani jam un\u00eb. S\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebn. N\u2019da\u00e7 voto, n\u2019da\u00e7 jo, procesverbalin e firmos partia\u201d.
\nE atill\u00eb ishte edhe partia n\u00eb vitin 1970. P\u00ebrziheshin zakonet jet\u00ebsore me ligjet. Vendoste partia, vendoste frika. Ndryshe, duhej t\u00eb largoheshe nga puna. Jo vet\u00eb, jo me dashje, por\u2026 \u201cKujdes. Mos shkil n\u00eb kallo, se n\u00eb dark\u00eb mund t\u00eb mendohesh kur ta vendos\u00ebsh kok\u00ebn n\u00eb jast\u00ebk, duke i th\u00ebn\u00eb vetes: \u201c\u00c7\u2019kam b\u00ebr\u00eb sot? Mos kam dal\u00eb kund\u00ebr vij\u00ebs s\u00eb partis\u00eb? Mos kam debatuar me ndonj\u00eb q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb me detyr\u00eb pushteti?\u201d. Ndoshta, edhe me drejtorin e shkoll\u00ebs\u201d. Ja, k\u00ebshtu jetonim ne n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb. S\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebn. K\u00ebshtu ishin e jan\u00eb k\u00ebto pun\u00eb, por njeriu duhet t\u00eb kujdeset q\u00eb gjithsesi, pas gjith\u00eb k\u00ebtyre t\u00eb mos hyj\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebkat. Un\u00eb, n\u00eb fakt, desha s\u2019desha, nga frika e ligjit hyra n\u00eb m\u00ebkat me nj\u00eb ish-nx\u00ebn\u00ebsen time, edhe pse kisha opinion t\u00eb mir\u00eb njer\u00ebzor n\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha drejtimet p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Sa her\u00eb e tregoja k\u00ebt\u00eb ngjarje, shok\u00ebt e mi qeshnin me t\u00eb madhe, por do s\u2019do, frika \u00ebsht\u00eb frik\u00eb. \u201cAjo ruan dhe vreshtin\u201d, thon\u00eb.
\nNdoshta hyrja e rr\u00ebfimit \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, por, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit edhe Balzaku, Tolstoi, etj. (edhe pse un\u00eb s\u2019jam si ata), k\u00ebshtu b\u00ebnin. Edhe un\u00eb, p\u00ebr let\u00ebrsi kam mbaruar prej vitesh, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb m\u00eb falet…
\nIshte viti 1970 kur pata filluar pun\u00ebn si m\u00ebsues n\u00eb fshatin \u00c7izmeli t\u00eb Shijakut, fshat me nj\u00eb toponomi tep\u00ebr interesante q\u00eb n\u00eb origjin\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, q\u00eb nga viti 1967, pik\u00ebrisht m\u00eb 6 shkurt, qe b\u00ebr\u00eb nj\u00eb plenium i t\u00ebr\u00eb, gjoja p\u00ebr t\u00eb luftuar shfaqjet e huaja me moton: \u201ct\u00eb digjen e shkat\u00ebrrohen kisha e xhamia; digjen Kur\u2019ane e Bibla\u201d, ndon\u00ebse nga shpirti nuk shkuleshin. Pra, do s\u2019do, jetonim e punonim me frik\u00eb, me nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb \u201cishalla s\u2019na ndodh gj\u00eb\u201d, por ndodhirave nuk u shmangesh.
\nIshte pak pas mesit t\u00eb janarit t\u00eb vitit 1971. Kisha klas\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb dhe t\u00eb tret\u00eb. Ishte ora e dyt\u00eb e m\u00ebsimit. N\u00eb momentin kur po vendosja mungesat n\u00eb regjist\u00ebr trokiti dera. E d\u00ebgjoj. Shkoj dhe e hap. Nj\u00eb grua, pak a shum\u00eb mosh\u00eb e thyer, me nj\u00eb nap\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00eb, pasi u p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndet\u00ebm, m\u00eb tha me dialektin e saj:
\n– Du Zylen, se kemi nj\u00eb drek\u00eb emri n\u00eb fshatin K\u00ebr\u00e7ukje (k\u00ebt\u00eb em\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00eb e mban edhe sot fshati Eminas i Vog\u00ebl).
\nK\u00ebrkesa e saj m\u00eb habiti, megjithat\u00eb u kujtova se, sipas zakonit, n\u00eb v\u00ebnien e nj\u00eb emri, zilja do t\u00eb p\u00ebrdorej n\u00eb vend t\u00eb trokitjes s\u00eb lug\u00ebve kur t\u00eb shp\u00ebrndahej buk\u00ebvalja n\u00eb ngjitjen e emrit t\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebs. Mua zilja (q\u00eb ajo, n\u00eb dialektin e saj i thonte \u201czyle\u201d) m\u00eb duhej p\u00ebr t\u00eb filluar e mbyllur or\u00ebt e m\u00ebsimit, aq m\u00eb tep\u00ebr q\u00eb ajo e k\u00ebrkonte p\u00ebr nj\u00eb zakon q\u00eb mund t\u00eb quhej shum\u00eb mir\u00eb shfaqje e huaj. U mendova pak i habitur dhe m\u00eb n\u00eb fund i thash\u00eb:
\n– Jo, s\u2019ta jap zylen se e duam n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb p\u00ebr or\u00ebt e m\u00ebsimit.
\nAjo u skuq dhe tha: – Un e du se s\u2019bon, se do t\u2019i vem\u00eb emrin f\u00ebmij\u00ebs s\u00eb vog\u00ebl.
\nKur un\u00eb ngulja k\u00ebmb\u00eb n\u00eb timen, u nxe m\u00eb shum\u00eb dhe tha: – Un nuk iki prej knej pa e mor Zylen.
\nNuk ia dhash\u00eb. Iku e m\u00ebrzitur, ndoshta edhe duke m\u00eb shar\u00eb, por p\u00ebr mua kjo k\u00ebrkes\u00eb b\u00ebnte pjes\u00eb n\u00eb shfaqjet e huaja, q\u00eb politika e asaj kohe ma ndalonte. Si mund t\u2019ia jepja un\u00eb mjetin shkollor nj\u00eb banori t\u00eb fshatit, aq m\u00eb tep\u00ebr p\u00ebr nj\u00eb shfaqje t\u00eb huaj si zakoni i buk\u00ebvales n\u00eb v\u00ebnien e emrit? Si pasoj\u00eb t\u00eb hiqnin nga puna apo t\u00eb fusnin edhe n\u00eb burg. Dihet, si edhe sot, q\u00eb politika \u00ebsht\u00eb e mbushur plot budallall\u00ebqe, edhe n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, k\u00ebto t\u00eb fundit nuk ishin t\u00eb pak\u00ebta. K\u00ebshtu u largua shoqja Sabrie nga shkolla.
\nGjith\u00eb nat\u00ebn mendja m\u00eb rrinte tek ajo ngjarje. I thoja vetes: \u201cNdoshta veprova keq, ndoshta mir\u00eb\u201d, por kur shkova t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, shoku im i pun\u00ebs, Samiu, me nj\u00eb t\u00eb qeshur q\u00eb nuk p\u00ebrmbahej m\u00eb tha:
\n– O Mustafa, Sabria ka k\u00ebrkuar Zylen, vajz\u00ebn e Bakiut q\u00eb ke ti nx\u00ebn\u00ebse dhe jo zilen e shkoll\u00ebs!
\nAi qeshte, por fillova edhe un\u00eb t\u00eb qeshja p\u00ebr budallall\u00ebkun tim. Aty mora vesh q\u00eb Zylja e k\u00ebrkuar ishte nx\u00ebn\u00ebsja ime, q\u00eb un\u00eb e njihja me emrin zyrtar, Zyra.
\nJa pra, si b\u00ebra edhe un\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebkat. M\u00ebrzita nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb e m\u00ebrzita edhe nx\u00ebn\u00ebsen sime. Si rezultat i k\u00ebtij m\u00ebkati, si ish-m\u00ebsues pensionist sot, i k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb falur k\u00ebsaj vajze q\u00eb sot \u00ebsht\u00eb e martuar n\u00eb Shijak dhe i uroj q\u00eb Zoti t\u2019ia b\u00ebj\u00eb jet\u00ebn n\u00eb familje bashk\u00eb me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e saj, mbar\u00eb e m\u00eb mbar\u00eb!<\/p>\n
Mustafai, nga Shijaku.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
S\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebn. K\u00ebshtu jan\u00eb sistemet. K\u00ebshtu jan\u00eb sundimet pushtetare, kur n\u00eb nj\u00eb shtet mungojn\u00eb ligjet dhe kur ai q\u00eb vjen p\u00ebr t\u00eb drejtuar, i bie gjoksit: \u201cDo t\u00eb b\u00ebhet k\u00ebshtu si them un\u00eb. Ashtu si dua un\u00eb. Tani jam un\u00eb. S\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebn. N\u2019da\u00e7 voto, n\u2019da\u00e7 jo, procesverbalin e firmos partia\u201d. E atill\u00eb ishte edhe partia […]<\/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-10718","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10718","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=10718"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10718\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10718"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10718"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10718"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}