Jam Blerimi. Sot vendosa t\u00eb shkruaj historin\u00eb time dhe po e b\u00ebj me q\u00ebllimin e vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb fal\u00ebnderuar njeriun e zemr\u00ebs q\u00eb m\u00eb ka q\u00ebndruar gjithmon\u00eb pran\u00eb duke m\u00eb sh\u00ebrbyer mua dhe familjes sime. Me historin\u00eb time dua t\u2019u jap nj\u00eb mesazh t\u00eb fort\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb atyre djemve apo burrave q\u00eb njeriun e jet\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre e zgjedhin duke u bazuar te bukuria dhe jo te vlerat njer\u00ebzore. Historia ime nisi n\u00eb koh\u00ebn kur un\u00eb kisha vendosur ta lija kurbetin dhe t\u2019i kthehesha jet\u00ebs k\u00ebtu n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri. At\u00ebher\u00eb sapo i kisha kaluar t\u00eb tridhjetat dhe n\u00eb shum\u00eb vite q\u00eb kisha jetuar n\u00eb Greqi, kisha v\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb lloj kapitali dhe kisha vendosur t\u00eb investoja n\u00eb vendin tim. Si \u00e7do djal\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00ebn time, edhe un\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb kisha kaluar n\u00ebp\u00ebr duar me dhjet\u00ebra femra, por kishte ardhur koha q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb gjeja nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe t\u00eb krijoja familjen time. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, teksa po ecnim bulevardit t\u00eb qytetit tim, me cepin e syrit pash\u00eb nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb q\u00eb punonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb dyqan k\u00ebpuc\u00ebsh. I thash\u00eb shokut, i cili po m\u00eb shoq\u00ebronte: \u201cHym\u00eb pak n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb dyqan\u201d, por shoku ma ktheu me shum\u00eb seriozitet:<\/p>\n
– Hajde shkojm\u00eb se nuk ia vlen ajo p\u00ebr ty.<\/p>\n
K\u00ebmb\u00ebngulja e tij p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur m\u00eb b\u00ebri kurioz p\u00ebr ta pyetur se pse duhet t\u00eb largoheshim. Ai ma shoi menj\u00ebher\u00eb kuriozitetin, duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb:<\/p>\n
– Para teje e kam ngacmuar un\u00eb, por ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb gur varri, nj\u00eb cop\u00eb fshatare e r\u00ebndomt\u00eb q\u00eb nuk merr vesh nga jeta. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb djemve q\u00eb i propozojn\u00eb u thot\u00eb \u201cdrejtohuni n\u00eb familje\u201d, sikur \u00ebsht\u00eb e vetmja fem\u00ebr n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb as e bukur…<\/p>\n
At\u00eb dit\u00eb e lash\u00eb me aq, po nuk e di pse n\u00eb at\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje mendja m\u00eb rrinte tek ajo bised\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebra me shokun; m\u2019u duk sikur di\u00e7ka nuk shkonte. Edhe pse ai m\u00eb tha shum\u00eb fjal\u00eb, un\u00eb doja t\u00eb flisja nj\u00ebher\u00eb me at\u00eb vajz\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb ajo ndjenja mashkullore q\u00eb provon kur e do di\u00e7ka dhe do q\u00eb ta arrish me \u00e7do kusht. N\u00eb fakt, t’ju them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, duke e krahasuar veten me shokun tim, nuk jua them p\u00ebr mburrje, por kisha disa cil\u00ebsi q\u00eb \u00e7do fem\u00ebr do t\u2019i p\u00eblqente te nj\u00eb mashkull. N\u00eb radh\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, kisha paraqitjen, kisha an\u00ebn ekonomike shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe ajo q\u00eb m\u00eb duhej m\u00eb shum\u00eb, ishte zgjuarsia. K\u00ebshtu, pra, vendosa t\u00eb bisedoja nj\u00ebher\u00eb me at\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Dit\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr s’po m\u00eb mbante vendi derisa t\u00eb kaloja nga dyqani ku ajo punonte. Hyra brenda, e p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeta dhe ajo b\u00ebri t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn gj\u00eb. P\u00ebr t\u00eb mos r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb sy menj\u00ebher\u00eb se p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb kisha shkuar n\u00eb at\u00eb dyqan, fillova t\u00eb shikoja k\u00ebpuc\u00ebt, nd\u00ebrsa mendjen nuk e kisha fare tek ato, po te vajza q\u00eb ishte ulur n\u00eb karrige. E shikoja me cepin e syrit me v\u00ebmendje, por t\u00eb jem i sinqert\u00eb, n\u00eb pamjen e par\u00eb, ajo nuk m\u00eb b\u00ebri aspak p\u00ebr vete. Si t\u00eb thuash, nuk kishte paraqitje, jo se kishte ndonj\u00eb tipar t\u00eb sh\u00ebmtuar q\u00eb t\u00eb binte n\u00eb sy, por thjesht, ishte shum\u00eb imcake. Pa dashur q\u00eb ta ofendoj, ajo q\u00eb n\u00eb pamjen e par\u00eb dukej se ishte nga fshati. Megjithat\u00eb, un\u00eb fillova t\u00eb hyja n\u00eb bised\u00eb me t\u00eb. N\u00eb fillim e pyeta se nga ishte dhe ajo, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb, m’u p\u00ebrgjigj:<\/p>\n
– Ke ardhur p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb k\u00ebpuc\u00ebt, apo mua?<\/p>\n
P\u00ebrgjigjja e saj m’u duk shum\u00eb e trash\u00eb dhe u pendova q\u00eb i fola. Nga p\u00ebrgjigjja e saj m\u00eb iku dhe oreksi p\u00ebr t\u00eb folur me t\u00eb, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb pa r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb sy, i lash\u00eb k\u00ebpuc\u00ebt n\u00eb vend dhe dola. Mbas nj\u00eb jave kalova p\u00ebrs\u00ebri nga i nj\u00ebjti dyqan dhe pa u futur brenda hodha nj\u00eb shikim. \u00c7’t\u00eb shikoja?! Brenda ishte shoku im, q\u00eb po bisedonte me t\u00eb dhe dukej sikur debatonin. U ndjeva shum\u00eb keq, m’u duk vetja i tradhtuar prej shokut. N\u00eb fakt, un\u00eb nuk kisha gj\u00eb me at\u00eb vajz\u00eb, po nuk e kuptoja, ai \u00e7’k\u00ebrkonte me t\u00eb? Ai para disa dit\u00ebsh m\u00eb tha se ajo nuk ia vlente. Nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb e brendshme m\u00eb trazoi gjith\u00eb trupin. Q\u00eb nga ai moment, fillova t\u00eb mendoja p\u00ebr at\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Nuk ishte dashuri, por nj\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb v\u00ebrtetuar se sa i fort\u00eb isha un\u00eb p\u00ebr ta b\u00ebr\u00eb at\u00eb p\u00ebr vete, qoft\u00eb edhe p\u00ebr inat t\u00eb shokut tim.<\/p>\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb pas, hyra p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb dyqanin e vajz\u00ebs. E p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeta dhe i k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb m\u00eb orientonte q\u00eb t\u00eb gjeja nj\u00eb pal\u00eb k\u00ebpuc\u00eb ashtu si\u00e7 i doja un\u00eb. Ajo erdhi dhe, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb kulturuar, m\u00eb zgjati nj\u00eb pal\u00eb k\u00ebpuc\u00eb dhe m\u00eb tregoi p\u00ebr firm\u00ebn dhe cil\u00ebsin\u00eb e tyre. Dukej shum\u00eb e sjellshme dhe kishte njohuri p\u00ebr pun\u00ebn q\u00eb b\u00ebnte. N\u00eb nj\u00ebfar\u00eb m\u00ebnyre, si t\u00eb thuash, un\u00eb po sillesha si nj\u00eb klient i bezdissh\u00ebm, p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb si do t\u00eb reagonte, por ajo n\u00eb \u00e7do moment e ruajti qet\u00ebsin\u00eb. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb muaj rresht u b\u00ebra klienti i saj; her\u00eb blija k\u00ebpuc\u00eb p\u00ebr veten, her\u00eb p\u00ebr pjes\u00ebtar\u00ebt e familjes. Kur e kujtoj sot, m\u00eb vjen p\u00ebr t\u00eb qeshur, por nuk kisha rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, ishte m\u00ebnyra e vetme p\u00ebr t\u00eb kuptuar bot\u00ebn e saj. Ju tregova edhe m\u00eb lart se ajo nuk kishte paraqitje, mir\u00ebpo un\u00eb isha lodhur nga femrat e bukura. N\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit, doja vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb mir\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb kaluar jet\u00ebn. Edhe pse kisha shum\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb e frekuentoja dyqanin, nuk kisha mundur t\u00eb m\u00ebsoja prej saj asgj\u00eb personale. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb i thash\u00eb:<\/p>\n
– \u00cbsht\u00eb i vetmi dyqan ku m\u00eb p\u00eblqen t\u00eb blej k\u00ebpuc\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Po, e kam v\u00ebn\u00eb re k\u00ebt\u00eb… – m\u00eb tha ajo.<\/p>\n
Duke par\u00eb se edhe ajo e kishte kuptuar q\u00ebllimin tim, i thash\u00eb se do t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqente t\u00eb dija pak m\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebr at\u00eb vet\u00eb. Ajo mori menj\u00ebher\u00eb nj\u00eb pamje shum\u00eb serioze dhe ma ktheu:<\/p>\n
– Nuk jam k\u00ebtu p\u00ebr t\u2019u dh\u00ebn\u00eb informacion njer\u00ebzve p\u00ebr veten, por p\u00ebr t’u sh\u00ebrbyer.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe k\u00ebt\u00eb nuk u b\u00ebka shaka. Qenka palc\u00eb e trash\u00eb\u201d, mendova me vete, por vendosa t\u2019i them edhe nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb fundit:<\/p>\n
– Dua t\u00eb pi nj\u00eb kafe me ty, t\u00eb bisedoj gj\u00ebra serioze, t\u00eb vendosim p\u00ebr jet\u00ebt tona, por m\u00eb par\u00eb dua t\u00eb di, n\u00ebse n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn t\u00ebnde \u00ebsht\u00eb dikush tjet\u00ebr apo jo?<\/p>\n
Ajo ma ktheu: – N\u00ebse e ke vendosur q\u00eb me mua t\u00eb kesh gj\u00ebra serioze, at\u00ebher\u00eb drejtohu n\u00eb familje. Sa djem vin\u00eb k\u00ebtu dhe m\u00eb thon\u00eb llafe t\u00eb tilla, nuk mund t\u00eb pi kafe me t\u00eb gjith\u00eb.<\/p>\n
P\u00ebrgjigjja e saj m\u00eb la pa fjal\u00eb. Ndoshta ajo kishte t\u00eb drejt\u00eb. At\u00ebher\u00eb b\u00ebra si m\u00eb tha ajo, i mora adres\u00ebn, emrin e t\u00eb atit dhe vendosa t\u00eb shkoja ta k\u00ebrkoja n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. T\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto, ajo i mori si me shaka, po nuk e di, di\u00e7ka brenda vetes m\u00eb thoshte se ajo ishte nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e mir\u00eb dhe ia vlente t\u00eb b\u00ebhej pjes\u00eb e jet\u00ebs sime. N\u00eb fillim i telefonova t\u00eb atit, pim\u00eb kafe me t\u00eb dhe fol\u00ebm shum\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Ata ishin nj\u00eb familje e ardhur nga fshati n\u00eb qytetin ton\u00eb. Me sa kuptova, i ati i kishte m\u00ebsuar f\u00ebmij\u00ebt me rregulla shum\u00eb strikte dhe ata u bindeshin atyre. Vjehrri im, at\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb tha k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb:<\/p>\n
– Ti vajz\u00ebn time n\u00eb paraqitje e ke par\u00eb; p\u00ebr t\u00eb tjerat, e mbaj un\u00eb p\u00ebrgjegj\u00ebsin\u00eb. N\u00ebse ajo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e ndershme, n\u00ebse ajo nuk t\u00eb respekton ty dhe njer\u00ebzit e tu, n\u00ebse ajo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e aft\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb pun\u00eb sht\u00ebpie dhe t\u00eb kujdeset p\u00ebr ty, at\u00ebher\u00eb turpin e mbaj un\u00eb dhe ti do ma sjell\u00ebsh vajz\u00ebn n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, por ama n\u00ebse k\u00ebrkon t\u00eb tallesh me f\u00ebmij\u00ebn tim, merr parasysh pasojat.<\/p>\n
Biseda me t\u00eb, edhe pse e ashp\u00ebr, m\u00eb p\u00eblqeu. M’u duk sikur po b\u00ebja miq\u00ebsi n\u00eb mal\u00ebsi, por \u00e7do prind ka t\u00eb drejt\u00eb t\u00eb mendoj\u00eb ashtu p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebn e tij. I dhash\u00eb dor\u00ebn t\u00eb atit t\u00eb vajz\u00ebs dhe i thash\u00eb se do b\u00ebhej k\u00ebshtu si\u00e7 thoshte ai. U tregova prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb mi dhe ata n\u00eb fillim u g\u00ebzuan shum\u00eb, por ama kur shkuam n\u00eb familjen e vajz\u00ebs dhe pan\u00eb nusen time, u befasuan fare. Duke m\u00eb par\u00eb mua dhe duke e ditur tipin tim, menduan se do kisha zgjedhur ndonj\u00eb bukuroshe. Kur doli Lila me llokumet n\u00eb dor\u00eb, babi shtangu, u hutua fare dhe nuk po e zgjaste dor\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb llokumet, mamit iu mbush\u00ebn syt\u00eb me lot nga inati q\u00eb nusja e saj nuk ishte ashtu si ajo e kishte imagjinuar, motr\u00ebs po i dridheshin duart dhe po buz\u00ebqeshte nga zori. E kuptova menj\u00ebher\u00eb se mezi prisnin t\u00eb dilnin jasht\u00eb e t\u00eb shp\u00ebrthenin. Dhe n\u00eb fakt, k\u00ebshtu ndodhi. Sa dol\u00ebm nga sht\u00ebpia e nuses, ia nisi mami e para:<\/p>\n
– Po ku i kishe syt\u00eb, more djal\u00eb?! Ishin mbaruar femrat q\u00eb zgjodhe at\u00eb kock\u00eb e l\u00ebkur\u00eb, q\u00eb mezi q\u00ebndronte n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb?<\/p>\n
Babi kishte mbetur pa fjal\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa motra vet\u00ebm qante:<\/p>\n
– Po ne t\u00eb kemi yll more. Ku do dal\u00ebsh ti me at\u00eb? Pse e humbe veten k\u00ebshtu?<\/p>\n
E di q\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb histori do ta lexoj\u00eb edhe nusja ime Lila, prandaj nuk po ju tregoj m\u00eb shum\u00eb nga fjal\u00ebt q\u00eb familja ime nxori nga goja at\u00eb dit\u00eb. Un\u00eb e kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb mendjen top dhe as q\u00eb doja t’ia dija p\u00ebr fjal\u00ebt e tyre dhe t\u00eb fisit, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt gjithashtu, nuk pushuan s\u00eb foluri p\u00ebr Lil\u00ebn time. Edhe shoku, i cili m\u00eb kishte folur keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb, u befasua kur un\u00eb i tregova se u fejova \u201cme at\u00eb vajz\u00ebn e dyqanit\u201d. M\u00eb von\u00eb mora vesh se ai e ngacmonte Lil\u00ebn, por e kishte marr\u00eb ashtu si duhej p\u00ebrgjigjen nga ajo. Mbas nj\u00eb viti ne u martuam. Lila ishte dob\u00ebsuar akoma m\u00eb shum\u00eb nga stresi se si do ishte jeta e saj n\u00eb familjen e re. Njer\u00ebzit vazhdonin t\u00eb flisnin p\u00ebr mua \u201cpo ky ku i pati syt\u00eb? Jan\u00eb si dita me nat\u00ebn\u201d dhe t\u00eb tjera si k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb, por fjal\u00ebt e tyre as q\u00eb m\u00eb interesonin. N\u00eb fillimet e martes\u00ebs time me Lil\u00ebn kuptova se ishte nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e p\u00ebrsosur dhe se kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb zgjedhjen e duhur. Jetonim n\u00eb nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi me prind\u00ebrit dhe ata, nga hatri im, nuk silleshin keq me Lil\u00ebn, por un\u00eb e dija se nuk e p\u00eblqenin fare. Nusja ime me sjelljen e saj m\u00eb b\u00ebri shum\u00eb p\u00ebr vete. Ajo nuk ishte m\u00eb vajza e ftoht\u00eb q\u00eb kisha njohur dikur, por nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb shum\u00eb e dashur, kokulur, e bindur dhe u falte njer\u00ebzve t\u00eb familjes nj\u00eb mal me respekt dhe dashuri. T\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto cil\u00ebsi, kishin b\u00ebr\u00eb q\u00eb tek un\u00eb t\u00eb lindte nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb e bukur. E p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja, e ledhatoja, e shtr\u00ebngoja n\u00eb kraharorin tim dhe i th\u00ebrrisja \u201cmace\u201d, sepse ishte e im\u00ebt si nj\u00eb mace e vog\u00ebl. Kishin kaluar tre vjet nga martesa jon\u00eb kur ne u b\u00ebm\u00eb me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb u g\u00ebzuan, por dashuria e njer\u00ebzve t\u00eb mi p\u00ebr Lil\u00ebn vazhdonte t\u00eb ishte e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb. Por, q\u00eb njer\u00ebzit e mi ta kuptonin se nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb bukuria ajo q\u00eb vler\u00ebsohet te njeriu, por shpirti, Zoti i vendosi prind\u00ebrit e mi p\u00ebrball\u00eb nj\u00eb prove t\u00eb fort\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Xhaxhai im martonte djalin dhe babi shkoi me mamin n\u00eb dasm\u00eb. Un\u00eb nuk shkova sepse nuk doja ta lija vet\u00ebm nusen dhe vajz\u00ebn e sapolindur. N\u00eb kthim, prind\u00ebrit e mi p\u00ebsuan nj\u00eb aksident rrugor dhe ishin n\u00eb gjendje shum\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn. Nuk dua t’ju tregoj m\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebr at\u00eb gjendje q\u00eb p\u00ebrjetuam at\u00ebher\u00eb, por dua t’ju them se nusja ime, q\u00eb ata nuk e donin n\u00eb fillim, u sh\u00ebrbeu sikur t\u2019i kishte prind\u00ebrit e vet. Edhe pse ishte nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb sapo kishte lindur f\u00ebmij\u00ebn e saj, ajo prap\u00eb nuk u p\u00ebrtua asnj\u00ebher\u00eb duke u sh\u00ebrbyer prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb mi, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt zun\u00eb shtratin p\u00ebr dy-tre muaj. Vet\u00ebm at\u00ebher\u00eb ata e kuptuan se te njeriu nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka paraqitja, por normat dhe vlerat morale q\u00eb ai mbart. Tashm\u00eb, jo vet\u00ebm prind\u00ebrit e mi, por i gjith\u00eb fisi e mbajn\u00eb Lil\u00ebn n\u00eb goj\u00eb si nusja m\u00eb e mir\u00eb q\u00eb ka ardhur ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb fisin ton\u00eb. Me bujarin\u00eb e zem\u00ebrgjer\u00ebsin\u00eb e saj ajo u tregoi njer\u00ebzve se kush ishte n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. Shpeshher\u00eb, miqt\u00eb, shok\u00ebt e mi apo dhe kush\u00ebrinjt\u00eb, m\u00eb thon\u00eb: \u201cTi Lil\u00ebn e ke marr\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe jasht\u00eb do kesh ndonj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr\u201d, por kam Zotin d\u00ebshmitar se nuses sime nuk do t\u2019ia b\u00ebja kurr\u00eb nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Ajo sh\u00ebroi plag\u00ebt e mia dhe t\u00eb prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb mi nga ai aksident i tmerrsh\u00ebm q\u00eb na ndodhi n\u00eb familje.<\/p>\n
T\u00eb gjith\u00eb ju q\u00eb mendoni se nusen e kam vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, gaboheni. Un\u00eb at\u00eb e dua dhe kurr\u00eb nuk do ta l\u00ebndoja, madje gjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb po mundohem q\u00eb n\u00eb \u00e7do m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u2019i tregoj se \u00ebsht\u00eb e vetmja fem\u00ebr n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time dhe e till\u00eb do t\u00eb mbetet deri n\u00eb fund t\u00eb jet\u00ebs. Me lindjen e vajz\u00ebs, Lila ka ndryshuar edhe n\u00eb paraqitje, \u00ebsht\u00eb sh\u00ebndoshur e \u00ebsht\u00eb zbukuruar dhe t\u00eb gjith\u00eb habiten se si ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb aq e mir\u00eb. Tashm\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb n\u00eb fisin ton\u00eb na shohin si \u00e7iftin m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe t\u00eb kompletuar nga t\u00eb gjitha an\u00ebt.<\/p>\n
Ky ishte nj\u00eb mesazh q\u00eb doja t’ua transmetoja t\u00eb gjith\u00eb djemve dhe vajzave q\u00eb familjen e tyre e nd\u00ebrtojn\u00eb n\u00eb baz\u00eb t\u00eb interesit. Lumturia arrihet at\u00ebher\u00eb kur gjen njeriun e sinqert\u00eb dhe jeta b\u00ebhet m\u00eb e bukur kur nuk ka hipokrizi n\u00eb lidhje. Njer\u00ebz t\u00eb till\u00eb si nusja ime, \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb gjenden n\u00eb dit\u00ebt e sotme. Mua ma solli Zoti dhe asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk do ta l\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb ik\u00eb nga duart. Ju uroj edhe juve q\u00eb do t\u00eb lexoni historin\u00eb time, q\u00eb Zoti t’ju g\u00ebzoj\u00eb me njeriun e duhur, q\u00eb lumturia juaj t\u00eb jet\u00eb e kompletuar. Prind\u00ebrit e mi sot betohen p\u00ebr nusen time. Ata e duan at\u00eb sikur t\u00eb ishte vajza e tyre, madje i kan\u00eb k\u00ebrkuar edhe ndjes\u00eb p\u00ebr fjal\u00ebt jo t\u00eb mira q\u00eb kishin th\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb fillim p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Tashm\u00eb ata e kuptojn\u00eb se Zoti m\u00eb bekoi mua dhe familjen time duke m\u00eb kompletuar me nj\u00eb nuse si Lila dhe me vajz\u00ebn q\u00eb ne t\u00eb gjith\u00eb e adhurojm\u00eb. Familja \u00ebsht\u00eb gj\u00ebja m\u00eb e shtrenjt\u00eb dhe uroj q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ju, t\u00eb keni t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin fat si un\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Jam Blerimi. Sot vendosa t\u00eb shkruaj historin\u00eb time dhe po e b\u00ebj me q\u00ebllimin e vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb fal\u00ebnderuar njeriun e zemr\u00ebs q\u00eb m\u00eb ka q\u00ebndruar gjithmon\u00eb pran\u00eb duke m\u00eb sh\u00ebrbyer mua dhe familjes sime. Me historin\u00eb time dua t\u2019u jap nj\u00eb mesazh t\u00eb fort\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb atyre djemve apo burrave q\u00eb njeriun e jet\u00ebs […]<\/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-11671","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11671","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=11671"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11671\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11671"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11671"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11671"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}