T\u00eb dashur lexues, un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb q\u00eb sapo kam mbushur 20 vje\u00e7e. K\u00ebt\u00eb histori po e shkruaj q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb njer\u00ebzit t\u00eb cil\u00ebt do ta lexojn\u00eb t\u00eb nxjerrin nj\u00eb m\u00ebsim n\u00ebse u ndodh e nj\u00ebjta histori q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi mua. E di se mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb dhe paragjykime, por un\u00eb jam nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb nuk ua v\u00eb veshin shum\u00eb paragjykimeve.
\nUn\u00eb para nja tre viteve u njoha me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb u transferua n\u00eb shkoll\u00ebn ton\u00eb. Kur erdhi n\u00eb fillim ishte mjaft shakaxhi, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb shum\u00eb shpejt u b\u00eb si ata djemt\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr filma me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt duan t\u00eb rrin\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb. P\u00ebr \u00e7udi, ai ishte mir\u00eb edhe me m\u00ebsime. N\u00eb fillim nuk kisha shum\u00eb muhabet me t\u00eb, por nj\u00eb dit\u00eb na u caktua nj\u00eb detyr\u00eb s\u00eb bashku dhe k\u00ebtu lindi miq\u00ebsia jon\u00eb. T\u00eb rrije me t\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb nga gj\u00ebrat m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura q\u00eb kam p\u00ebrjetuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb. Edhe pse \u00ebsht\u00eb shpejt ta them k\u00ebt\u00eb se mund t\u00eb kem edhe lidhje t\u00eb tjera n\u00eb jet\u00eb, deri tani ka qen\u00eb shum\u00eb e bukur.
\nKjo miq\u00ebsia jon\u00eb ishte e bukur jo vet\u00ebm se ne ishim n\u00eb mosh\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb bukur, por edhe pse ai ishte nj\u00eb djal\u00eb shum\u00eb i ve\u00e7ant\u00eb. Dinte t\u00eb b\u00ebnte \u00e7do njeri p\u00ebr vete dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte mua t\u00eb lumtur n\u00eb \u00e7do moment q\u00eb rrija me t\u00eb.
\nPor nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ai nuk erdhi n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb. E mora n\u00eb telefon dhe e kishte t\u00eb fikur. N\u00eb fakt, ne kishim shoq\u00ebri me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin, por familjet tona nuk i kishim p\u00ebrfshir\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb histori. Pyeta shokun e tij t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb, por ai m\u00eb tha shkurt:
\n– \u00cbsht\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb, me grip.
\n– Dhe ka mbyllur telefonin? Si ka mund\u00ebsi? – i thash\u00eb e habitur.
\n– H\u00eb se vjen nes\u00ebr. – tha ai shkurt.
\n\u201cNdoshta mund t\u00eb ishte me gjith\u00eb mend me grip dhe telefonin e kishte fikur q\u00eb t\u00eb mos e merrte njeri kur ai t\u00eb ishte me t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb\u201d, mendova. Edhe pse kisha kaluar k\u00ebto mendime n\u00eb kok\u00eb, prap\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb sikur t\u2019i kishte ndodhur ndonj\u00eb e keqe. E kalova pasditen duke menduar p\u00eb t\u00eb edhe pse kisha shum\u00eb detyra p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen ai nuk erdhi p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb dhe kjo munges\u00eb e tij zgjati nja nj\u00eb jav\u00eb. Kur erdhi pas nj\u00eb jave, m\u2019u duk shum\u00eb i transformuar.
\n– Pse ke munguar t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebto dit\u00eb? – i thash\u00eb sapo u ula n\u00eb bang\u00eb. \u2013 Ke qen\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb?
\n– \u00cbh\u00eb. \u2013 tha shkurt ai, pa e ngritur kok\u00ebn.
\n– Po telefonin, pse nuk e ke hapur? I kam r\u00ebn\u00eb disa her\u00eb, por m\u00eb dilte i fikur.
\n– M\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb prishur.
\nN\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast, hyri m\u00ebsuesja n\u00eb klas\u00eb dhe ne e nd\u00ebrprem\u00eb bised\u00ebn. Gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb or\u00ebs ai dukej sikur po flinte. K\u00ebt\u00eb e vuri re dhe m\u00ebsuesja e cila e pyeti se pse nuk ishte p\u00ebrgatitur e ai shkurt iu p\u00ebrgjigj se kishte qen\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb. Nuk ishte kjo sjellja e tij e zakonshme, prandaj mezi prita sa mbaroi ora dhe i thash\u00eb:
\n– Ti di\u00e7ka ke, m\u00eb thuaj si \u00ebsht\u00eb puna.
\n– Asgj\u00eb nuk kam, vet\u00ebm kam qen\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb.
\n– K\u00ebt\u00eb ua the t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve, por mua duhet t\u00eb m\u00eb thuash t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn. T\u00eb ka ndodhur ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb?
\nP\u00ebrs\u00ebri ra zilja dhe biseda do t\u00eb mbetej e pap\u00ebrfunduar, por un\u00eb e mora p\u00ebr krahu dhe i thash\u00eb:
\n– Eja t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb t\u00eb pim\u00eb nj\u00eb kafe!
\n– Po\u2026
\n– I them un\u00eb m\u00ebsueses. \u2013 N\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast m\u00ebsuesja po b\u00ebhej gati t\u00eb hynte n\u00eb klas\u00eb.
\n– M\u00ebsuese, nuk ndihem mir\u00eb. A mund t\u00eb shkoj t\u00eb blej nj\u00eb uj\u00eb?
\n– Po a mund t\u00eb t\u00eb ndihmoj? – tha m\u00ebsuesja. \u2013 T\u00eb th\u00ebrrasim prindin.
\n– Jo, jo, tani jo. Ndoshta m\u00eb von\u00eb se nuk dua t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsohen. A mund t\u00eb vij\u00eb Seldi me mua?
\n– Po sigurisht! Shkoni se i them un\u00eb rojes. \u2013 m\u00ebsuesja u tregua e gatshme, sepse q\u00eb t\u00eb dy nuk ishim nx\u00ebn\u00ebs problematik\u00eb.
\nNe dol\u00ebm dhe u ul\u00ebm te kafja p\u00ebrball\u00eb shkoll\u00ebs.
\n– M\u00eb thuaj tani se \u00e7far\u00eb po t\u00eb mundon?
\n– Asgj\u00eb, t\u00eb thash\u00eb. Pse do patjet\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebsh t\u00eb flas? Kam qen\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb e asgj\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb.
\n– T\u00eb lutem m\u00eb trego! Ti m\u00eb dukesh shum\u00eb i m\u00ebrzitur!
\nKur ai u kthye t\u00eb m\u00eb shikonte, gati iu mbush\u00ebn syt\u00eb me lot.
\n– Po ja, ata t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb… Ata prind\u00ebrit e mrekulluesh\u00ebm q\u00eb na b\u00ebn\u00eb kok\u00ebn, ata m\u00eb s\u00ebmurin.
\n– Pse \u00e7far\u00eb ka ndodhur?
\n– Po, ja\u2026 Ai, babi im\u2026
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb ka babi?
\n– Asgj\u00eb nuk ka. \u00cbsht\u00eb si kokrra e moll\u00ebs, po e pash\u00eb me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn, q\u00eb ishte sa gjysma e mosh\u00ebs s\u00eb tij.
\n– Po ndoshta\u2026
\n– E pastaj i thash\u00eb mamit. Ajo gati sa nuk u \u00e7mend. I iku truri. N\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb ka vet\u00ebm luft\u00eb tani. Ja, pse jam k\u00ebshtu.
\nNuk kisha \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb thosha. Ishte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb ndjesh\u00ebm si\u00e7 ishte ai. Q\u00eb nga ajo dit\u00eb ai linte or\u00ebt e m\u00ebsimit e kur e takoja, dukej si i p\u00ebrhumbur. Nj\u00eb shok yni m\u00eb tha se kishte filluar t\u00eb merrte ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb e qet\u00ebsonte, duke n\u00ebnkuptuar hashashin. Nuk e di se si u b\u00ebra n\u00eb ato momente kur e mora vesh. Ai kishte ardhur at\u00eb dit\u00eb n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, por q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes ishte futur te lokali p\u00ebrball\u00eb dhe nuk kishte dal\u00eb nga andej. Ishte ora 11 dhe, sapo dola n\u00eb pushim t\u00eb madh, un\u00eb u futa n\u00eb lokal. E pash\u00eb t\u00eb ulur n\u00eb nj\u00eb tavolin\u00eb me ca djem rreth t\u00eb 30-tave. U sula si e marr\u00eb dhe i thash\u00eb:
\n– Ngrihu e eja me mua! – e kapa nga krahu, por ai ma l\u00ebshoi krahun e ra mbi ndenj\u00ebse.
\n– Po ti, moj zog\u00ebz, kush je? – m\u00eb pyeti nj\u00ebri nga ata q\u00eb e shoq\u00ebronin.
\n– E \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb duhet ty se kush jam un\u00eb? – i thash\u00eb, pa m\u2019u dridhur qerpiku.
\n– Ej, kujt i flet ashtu ti? – ai u ngrit n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb e m\u2019u afrua.
\nN\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7ast, shoku im edhi n\u00eb vete dhe m\u00eb kapi p\u00ebr dore e dol\u00ebm nga lokali. Ai ecte para dhe m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqte nga pas.
\n– Ku po shkojm\u00eb? – I thash\u00eb.
\nAi nuk foli fare dhe n\u00eb fund, p\u00ebrfunduam te sht\u00ebpia e tij. Aty ishte e \u00ebma q\u00eb i kishte syt\u00eb e skuqur nga e qara. Nuk e dija edhe vet\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb thoja kur u gjenda p\u00ebrball\u00eb me t\u00eb. M\u00eb kishte sjell\u00eb papritur te sht\u00ebpia e tij. Vet\u00ebm rrija pa folur e shikoja t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn. Ajo ishte nj\u00eb grua shum\u00eb e bukur dhe dukej si t\u00eb ishte motra e tij. Mendoja se si mund ta tradhtonte nj\u00eb burr\u00eb nj\u00eb grua t\u00eb till\u00eb!
\n– Si je, zem\u00ebr? Si i ke prind\u00ebrit? – Ajo po fliste aq \u00ebmb\u00ebl me mua a thua se kishte nj\u00eb jet\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb njihte. – M\u00eb ka folur shum\u00eb Seldi p\u00ebr ty. Ti je nj\u00eb bekim n\u00eb jet\u00ebn e tij.
\nUn\u00eb pas k\u00ebtyre fjal\u00ebve ndihesha m\u00eb rehat, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb t\u00eb dyja filluam t\u00eb flisnim. Ajo nuk m\u00eb tregoi p\u00ebr historin\u00eb q\u00eb u kishte ndodhur sepse e merrte me mend se un\u00eb e dija. Ai shkoi t\u00eb shtrihej nga dhoma tjet\u00ebr. Pas nj\u00eb bisede t\u00eb gjat\u00eb, un\u00eb u ktheva n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ai nuk u ngrit derisa ika un\u00eb, si duket kishte pir\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb fort\u00eb. Gjith\u00eb pasditen mendova se si mund ta shp\u00ebtoja k\u00ebt\u00eb djal\u00eb nga ajo q\u00eb po i ndodhte. U ula t\u00eb flija dhe ende nuk kisha di\u00e7ka n\u00eb mendje, por t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes isha shum\u00eb e sigurt se un\u00eb do t\u2019ia dilja ta shp\u00ebtoja.
\nAi nuk erdhi n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb se si duket ishte i lodhur nga dita e m\u00ebparshme, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb pas m\u00ebsimit i shkova n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ai ishte n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e tij. Ishte mir\u00eb dhe nuk dukej se dita e djeshme kishte l\u00ebn\u00eb pasoja t\u00eb k\u00ebqija.
\n– Kam vendosur t\u00eb fejohem me ty. – i thash\u00eb sapo e pash\u00eb.
\n– \u00c7\u2019t\u00eb gjeti k\u00ebshtu? Nga t\u00eb erdhi kjo ide? Ne jemi akoma t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl…
\n– S\u2019ka gj\u00eb. Edhe prind\u00ebrit e mi ishin t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl kur u martuan dhe ja, ende jan\u00eb bashk\u00eb.
\n– Po t\u00eb mit\u00eb?
\n– Ndoshta me ne funksionon. \u2013 i thash\u00eb e bindur.
\nDhe ashtu u b\u00eb. U fejuam dhe un\u00eb u k\u00ebrkova prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb mi t\u00eb rrija n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij. Babai i tij, her\u00eb vinte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi e her\u00eb rrinte nga e \u00ebma. Edhe kur vinte, dukej sikur ishte i penduar p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb. Ne t\u00eb dy rrinim gjithmon\u00eb bashk\u00eb, si n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb ashtu edhe pasdite e n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi n\u00eb dark\u00eb. Ai ndryshoi krejt\u00ebsisht dhe familja dukej sikur po i p\u00ebrmir\u00ebsonte marr\u00ebdh\u00ebniet, sepse e \u00ebma i k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb atit q\u00eb t\u00eb rrinte gjithmon\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Si duket, edhe ajo e kuptoi se mund t\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb e rastit e donte t\u2019i jepte nj\u00eb mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb dyt\u00eb.
\nK\u00ebshtu kaloi ai vit. Ne dham\u00eb provimet ku dol\u00ebm shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Konkurruam n\u00eb universitete jasht\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb dhe fituam q\u00eb t\u00eb dy, por un\u00eb fitova n\u00eb nj\u00eb universitet n\u00eb Lond\u00ebr e ai n\u00eb Rumani. Kjo ka b\u00ebr\u00eb q\u00eb ne t\u00eb dy t\u00eb mos jemi bashk\u00eb tani sepse larg\u00ebsia b\u00ebri q\u00eb fejesa jon\u00eb t\u00eb mos kishte bukurin\u00eb e koh\u00ebs kur jetonim af\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrit.
\nKa pak koh\u00eb q\u00eb jemi ndar\u00eb si t\u00eb fejuar, ama jemi shok\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb. Un\u00eb e ndiej veten me fat q\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time pati nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb bukur si ajo q\u00eb kalova me shokun tim, q\u00eb tani mund t\u00eb ishte i varur nga droga a ndoshta mund t\u00eb mos ishte gjall\u00eb. Ai tani \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb t\u00eb mbar\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb, jam e lumtur.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
T\u00eb dashur lexues, un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb q\u00eb sapo kam mbushur 20 vje\u00e7e. K\u00ebt\u00eb histori po e shkruaj q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb njer\u00ebzit t\u00eb cil\u00ebt do ta lexojn\u00eb t\u00eb nxjerrin nj\u00eb m\u00ebsim n\u00ebse u ndodh e nj\u00ebjta histori q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi mua. E di se mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb dhe paragjykime, por un\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":12112,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12866","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12866","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=12866"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12866\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/12112"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12866"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12866"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12866"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}