P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gazeta \u201cIntervista\u201d. Teksa lexoja letrat q\u00eb ju d\u00ebrgojn\u00eb lexuesit e p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb ju fal\u00ebnderojm\u00eb se heqim dhe stresin, por edhe breng\u00ebn q\u00eb kemi brenda, thash\u00eb t\u2019ju shkruaja edhe un\u00eb di\u00e7ka t\u00eb sh\u00ebmtuar q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi vet\u00ebm para pak koh\u00ebsh. Nuk thon\u00eb kot sot, q\u00eb njeriu yt t\u2019i b\u00ebn t\u00eb 1001 t\u00eb ligat, por nuk e prisja k\u00ebt\u00eb nga nusja e v\u00ebllait tim t\u00eb madh. Ju keni motra e v\u00ebllez\u00ebr vet\u00eb dhe e dini sa i r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm \u00ebsht\u00eb v\u00ebllai p\u00ebr nj\u00eb mot\u00ebr. V\u00ebllai im ka nj\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vjet martuar e rregulluar n\u00eb Gjermani. Jetojn\u00eb vet\u00ebm me p\u00ebrkrahje sociale, ama jan\u00eb mbret\u00ebr e kaluar mbretit. Kan\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebrfitime nga ky status e qiran\u00eb e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb e kan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb ul\u00ebt. Un\u00eb t\u00eb dy prind\u00ebrit nuk i kam gjall\u00eb dhe kam ve\u00e7 k\u00ebt\u00eb v\u00eblla t\u00eb madh dhe nj\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb pa pun\u00eb n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri. V\u00ebllai i madh ishte si baba e n\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebr ne. Kujdesej jasht\u00eb mase. Gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs n\u00eb telefon e Skype pyeste p\u00ebr ne e mezi ndaheshim pas bisedave t\u00eb gjata. Ai na e dinte hallin e gjithmon\u00eb na d\u00ebrgonte ndonj\u00eb t\u00eb holl\u00eb nga Gjermania. V\u00ebllai i vog\u00ebl ishte i martuar e m\u00eb shum\u00eb pa pun\u00eb se me pun\u00eb. U zhvendos\u00ebm n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb para 2 vitesh nga Burreli, gjasme p\u00ebr m\u00eb mir\u00eb, por k\u00ebtu kishim kosto qiraje e gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tjera q\u00eb mezi ia dilnim. Un\u00eb vet\u00eb jam 39 vje\u00e7e dhe has v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi p\u00ebr pun\u00eb k\u00ebtu sepse si\u00e7 e dini, m\u00eb shum\u00eb preferojn\u00eb mosha t\u00eb reja e goca t\u00eb vogla, q\u00eb t\u00eb duken. Nj\u00eb her\u00eb, si\u00e7 isha duke folur me v\u00ebllain n\u00eb Skype, e pyeta: \u201cOre, si \u00ebsht\u00eb kjo puna e azilant\u00ebve q\u00eb po vijn\u00eb e po dynden andej?!\u201d. M\u00eb tha q\u00eb ata do t\u2019i kthejn\u00eb se dhe nuk kan\u00eb njer\u00ebz k\u00ebtej e rrin\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr kampe ku i v\u00ebzhgon policia. \u201cPor ne do b\u00ebjm\u00eb nj\u00eb gj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, hajde k\u00ebtej si azilante e pastaj do t\u00eb t\u00eb fsheh un\u00eb te sht\u00ebpia ime, derisa t\u00eb rregullojm\u00eb letrat bashk\u00eb. Hajde, shpirt i v\u00ebllait, m\u00eb tha, se e di q\u00eb andej \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe po vuan p\u00ebr buk\u00ebn e goj\u00ebs. Dhe fatin e ke t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb gjersa t\u00eb t\u00eb dal\u00eb. K\u00ebtej t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn jet\u00ebn q\u00eb t\u00eb ka ngelur e jeton e qet\u00eb dhe sheh nj\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb\u201d. Nusja e v\u00ebllait sikur nuk u ndje, u \u00e7ua nga kolltuku ku fliste v\u00ebllai me laptop e filloi t\u00eb b\u00ebnte pun\u00ebt, sikur lante en\u00ebt gjasme. Tha vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb her\u00eb \u201chajde\u201d, sa p\u00ebr t\u00eb lar\u00eb goj\u00ebn. \u201cPo shkoj, mendova un\u00eb me vete, nuk kam \u00e7far\u00eb humbas. Ta provoj nj\u00ebher\u00eb t\u2019i l\u00ebviz gur\u00ebt, t\u00eb b\u00ebhet \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebhet\u201d\u2026<\/p>\n
B\u00ebra gati disa letra, rinovova pasaport\u00ebn, si dhe theva disa lek\u00eb shqiptare n\u00eb euro. M\u00eb ndihmoi v\u00ebllai i vog\u00ebl, faktikisht. Punoi disa dit\u00eb i shkreti e \u00e7far\u00eb nxori n\u00eb pun\u00eb n\u00eb nd\u00ebrtim, m\u2019i dha mua. T\u00eb dy v\u00ebllez\u00ebrit m\u00eb duan e m\u00eb kan\u00eb si drit\u00ebn e syrit k\u00ebshtu, m\u2019i fal o Zot. Edhe nusja e v\u00ebllait t\u00eb vog\u00ebl \u00ebsht\u00eb e vuajtur, nikoqire dhe e sjellshme, ndryshe nga kjo tjetra, e v\u00ebllait t\u00eb madh, q\u00eb m\u00eb shkat\u00ebrroi jet\u00ebn. O Zot i madh, pu, \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb b\u00ebri mua ajo! M\u00eb piu e zeza ato dit\u00eb q\u00eb po t\u00eb kisha vazhduar t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja, do ta siguroja t\u00eb ardhmen, por nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb njeri ajo, \u00ebsht\u00eb kafsh\u00eb!<\/p>\n
E nejse e q\u00eb thoni ju, preva bilet\u00ebn e shkova me autobus n\u00eb Gjermani. Aty sa do t\u00eb ndaloja, do t\u00eb m\u00eb priste v\u00ebllai. Destinacioni ishte n\u00eb K\u00ebln. Nd\u00ebrroja disa hera autobusa e m\u00eb pas duhet t\u00eb merrja nj\u00eb tren. Boh, \u00e7\u2019frik\u00eb kam hequr ato dit\u00eb se mos m\u00eb kapte policia e bija n\u00eb sy duke u endur rrug\u00ebve. Nj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb zuri i ftohti, se aty b\u00ebnte shum\u00eb ftoht\u00eb. Momente t\u00eb sikletshme sa nuk ka ku vete m\u00eb. Me nder jush, nj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb zuri barku e m\u00eb dilej tmerr\u00ebsisht n\u00eb tualet. Si p\u00ebrfundim, pas or\u00ebve t\u00eb gjata udh\u00ebtimi, zbrita nga treni. M\u00eb zuri paniku, m\u00eb dilnin djers\u00eb t\u00eb ftohta. Zgjasja kok\u00ebn e shihja kudo p\u00ebr v\u00ebllain, kur m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi dikush q\u00eb nga mbrapa. \u201cO Zot, thash\u00eb, shyqyr, v\u00ebllai im!\u201d. U qet\u00ebsova aq shum\u00eb saq\u00eb m\u00eb ngjau sikur rilinda pas atij stresi t\u00eb papar\u00eb. V\u00ebllai m\u00eb mori menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ku u takova me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e me nusen e v\u00ebllait. Ajo m\u00eb b\u00ebri nj\u00eb pije t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb dhe shijova dark\u00ebn. M\u2019u mbush\u00ebn syt\u00eb me lot nga g\u00ebzimi, q\u00eb pas asaj ftoht\u00ebsie arrita mir\u00eb. E k\u00ebshtu kaluan dit\u00ebt, v\u00ebllai m\u00eb tha, \u201crri si n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb t\u00ebnde. Do fillojm\u00eb t\u2019i b\u00ebjm\u00eb letrat ngadal\u00eb, ti zanatin e ke si parukiere, mos t\u00eb rregullojm\u00eb gj\u00ebkundi\u201d.<\/p>\n
Deri at\u00ebher\u00eb nuk filloja dot pun\u00eb se quhej pun\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb zez\u00eb dhe p\u00ebrve\u00e7se do m\u00eb kapnin e d\u00ebbonin mua, do t\u2019i nxirrnin probleme edhe v\u00ebllait e k\u00ebt\u00eb nuk do ia falja kurr\u00eb vetes. Dit\u00ebt e para n\u00eb Gjermani i kalova shum\u00eb mir\u00eb, fillova t\u00eb ambientohesha dhe po m\u00eb rrihej. Dilja b\u00ebja pazarin me kunat\u00ebn dhe v\u00ebllain. V\u00ebllai mori nj\u00eb jav\u00eb leje p\u00ebr shkakun tim. Pas nj\u00eb jave iu rikthye pun\u00ebs normalisht. Sapo v\u00ebllai nisi t\u00eb ikte n\u00eb pun\u00eb e kthehej von\u00eb n\u00eb dark\u00eb, kunata nisi t\u00eb ankohej: \u201cJo, nuk kemi\u2026 Ja kam v\u00ebllain tim me shkoll\u00eb e pa pun\u00eb andej\u201d… ma nxiu \u00e7do dit\u00eb. M\u00eb vinte zor e nuk po ndihesha rehat, por nuk i thoja dot v\u00ebllait. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb vendosa ta pyesja se \u00e7far\u00eb dreqin kishte q\u00eb nuk m\u00eb linte rehat dhe se nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u2019ia ktheja t\u00eb githa tao q\u00eb po shpenzonte p\u00ebr mua. E pyeta se p\u00ebrse m\u00eb trajtonte k\u00ebshtu.<\/p>\n
\u201cNuk kemi takat t\u00eb mbajm\u00eb veten ton\u00eb! F\u00ebmij\u00ebt jan\u00eb ngusht\u00eb, duhet ta kuptosh vet\u00eb, ik sa m\u00eb shpejt q\u00eb k\u00ebtu\u2026 Mos na fut n\u00eb sherr me t\u00ebt v\u00eblla e t\u00eb diskutosh k\u00ebto q\u00eb tham\u00eb, se do ndahemi e do ta l\u00eb rrug\u00ebve. Mbaje ti pastaj!\u201d, tha ajo. M\u00eb foli me nj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb eg\u00ebr dhe sikur mos t\u00eb m\u00eb kishte gj\u00eb fare\u2026 N\u00eb fakt, nuk m\u00eb ka. Kaluan dit\u00eb e prap\u00eb e nj\u00ebjta gj\u00eb… V\u00ebllai m\u00eb pyeste se p\u00ebrse isha e m\u00ebrzitur, por un\u00eb nuk i tregoja. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, nusja e v\u00ebllait mundohej si e si \u00e7do dit\u00eb t\u00eb ma b\u00ebnte jet\u00ebn ferr, derisa nj\u00eb dit\u00eb u zum\u00eb dhe e q\u00ebllova. I thash\u00eb: \u201cPo m\u00eb mban im v\u00eblla dhe jo ti\u201d dhe i thash\u00eb se t\u2019i tregoja v\u00ebllait. Kjo m\u00eb ofendoi me fjal\u00ebn e fundit dhe m\u00eb tha se do ma tregonte qejfin. Ajo b\u00ebri nj\u00eb telefonat\u00eb dhe nuk e di se \u00e7far\u00eb tha gjermanisht. Pak m\u00eb von\u00eb, m\u00eb tha: \u201cHajde dalim\u201d, se do merrte f\u00ebmij\u00ebt n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb. Sa dol\u00ebm dhe ec\u00ebm disa minuta t\u00eb gjata, ajo nisi t\u00eb b\u00ebrtiste me t\u00eb madhe n\u00eb rrug\u00eb. Menj\u00ebher\u00eb erdh\u00ebn dy polic\u00eb dhe pastaj nj\u00eb makin\u00eb plot me polic\u00eb. Kjo m\u00eb tha shqip: \u201cMirupafshim. Tani do ta paguash! Vdis si mi dhe mos guxo t\u00eb vish m\u00eb k\u00ebtu\u201d.<\/p>\n
K\u00ebtu filloi edhe makthi im, policia m\u00eb arrestoi sikur t\u00eb isha kriminele. Kisha shum\u00eb frik\u00eb. Nuk kuptoja asgj\u00eb. M\u00eb d\u00ebrguan n\u00eb nj\u00eb kamp me azilant\u00eb, ku un\u00eb vet\u00ebm qaja. Ushqimin ma merrnin. Ndenja dy-tre dit\u00eb atje pa lar\u00eb e ftoht\u00eb kisha, me burra t\u00eb huaj p\u00ebrreth. Ku isha m\u00ebsuar ashtu un\u00eb?! Ato\u00a0 ishin dit\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebqija t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime. Kot nuk thon\u00eb, balta e vendit tand, m\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl se mjalta e huaj. M\u00eb mor\u00ebn me autobus e m\u00eb kthyen p\u00ebr n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri.<\/p>\n
Erdha n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri dhe v\u00ebllai i vog\u00ebl me gjith\u00eb nusen po m\u00eb prisnin n\u00eb aeroport. V\u00ebllai i vog\u00ebl u tremb kur m\u00eb pa; isha e frik\u00ebsuar, isha dob\u00ebsuar, m\u00eb kishte ikur \u00e7ehrja e fytyr\u00ebs, isha ngjyr\u00eb gri, por kur i pash\u00eb ata, u g\u00ebzova. Nusja e v\u00ebllait t\u00eb vog\u00ebl kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb buk\u00eb nga sht\u00ebpia e ma dha. E h\u00ebngra si kafsh\u00eb aty, saq\u00eb nuk m\u00eb b\u00ebnte p\u00ebrshtypje nga gjith\u00eb ata njer\u00ebz q\u00eb kalonin. \u201cMos u m\u00ebrzit, do b\u00ebhet mir\u00eb, na ke ne\u2026\u201d, m\u00eb tha tamam si psikologe nusja e v\u00ebllait t\u00eb vog\u00ebl. Thash\u00eb me vete: \u201cJa, njeriu i mir\u00eb e i vuajtur duket, jo si ajo e Gjermanis\u00eb q\u00eb e ka prishur leku dhe e mira\u201d.<\/p>\n
V\u00ebllai i vog\u00ebl kishte pir\u00eb 3 paketa cigare n\u00eb dit\u00eb, gjersa erdha un\u00eb mir\u00eb. Edhe v\u00ebllai i Gjermanis\u00eb ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb tym, e kishte \u201c\u00e7ar\u00eb\u201d skype-in. Sapo arrita n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ai m\u00eb mori menj\u00ebher\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Mot\u00ebrza ime, drita ime e vetme, po pse dole jasht\u00eb vet\u00ebm, si t\u00eb kapi policia ashtu? Boh, m\u00eb h\u00ebng\u00ebrt mortja!<\/p>\n
– Jo, v\u00eblla, – i thash\u00eb un\u00eb, por nuk e zgjata, as guxova t\u2019i tregoja t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn. Ai ka nj\u00eb familje t\u00eb mrekullueshme. Pse t\u2019ia prish un\u00eb? T\u00eb shoh\u00eb veten e vet. Edhe asaj qelb\u00ebsir\u00ebs, i kam l\u00ebn\u00eb Zotin. Nga nj\u00ebra an\u00eb, ka t\u00eb drejt\u00eb, se nuk t\u00eb mban njeri sot, por m\u00eb shkat\u00ebrroi t\u00eb ardhmen sepse nj\u00eb shpres\u00eb e kisha. K\u00ebtu do t\u2019ju marr edhe nj\u00eb mendim juve, t\u00eb dashur lexues, me kaq sa lexuat, dua nj\u00eb mendim ndryshe, nga jasht\u00eb familjes, ju lutem shum\u00eb: T\u2019i tregoj v\u00ebllait p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebri e shoqja? Kam frik\u00eb se mos e ndan dhe e rreh ose hakmerret edhe te v\u00ebllai. Q\u00eb at\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb ka hipur nj\u00eb frik\u00eb p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn dhe me at\u00eb kunat\u00eb nuk flas kurr\u00eb e as nuk dua t\u2019i shoh syt\u00eb, q\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb mosh\u00eb, m\u00eb b\u00ebri loj\u00ebra si adoleshente…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gazeta \u201cIntervista\u201d. Teksa lexoja letrat q\u00eb ju d\u00ebrgojn\u00eb lexuesit e p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb ju fal\u00ebnderojm\u00eb se heqim dhe stresin, por edhe breng\u00ebn q\u00eb kemi brenda, thash\u00eb t\u2019ju shkruaja edhe un\u00eb di\u00e7ka t\u00eb sh\u00ebmtuar q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi vet\u00ebm para pak koh\u00ebsh. Nuk thon\u00eb kot sot, q\u00eb njeriu yt t\u2019i b\u00ebn t\u00eb 1001 t\u00eb ligat, por nuk […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11420","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11420","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=11420"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11420\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11420"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11420"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11420"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}