Thon\u00eb se koha i sh\u00ebron plag\u00ebt e dashuris\u00eb dhe ndoshta \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, por edhe at\u00ebher\u00eb kur mendon se je sh\u00ebruar komplet, mjafton nj\u00eb shk\u00ebndij\u00eb e vog\u00ebl q\u00eb zjarri t\u00eb ndizet m\u00eb shum\u00eb se n\u00eb fillim. Nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb ndodhi me mua dhe kjo b\u00ebri q\u00eb sot t\u00eb jem pjes\u00eb e gazet\u00ebs tuaj me historin\u00eb time.
\nJam Ramadani dhe origjin\u00ebn e kam nga nj\u00eb fshat i jugut t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb, pik\u00ebrisht aty ku filloi historia ime. Sot jam pes\u00ebdhjet\u00eb e pes\u00eb vje\u00e7 dhe fati m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb ndihem edhe nj\u00ebher\u00eb si nj\u00ebzet e pes\u00eb vje\u00e7ar. Asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk kam qen\u00eb i apasionuar mbas rrjeteve sociale, por mbas nj\u00eb aksidenti me makin\u00eb, m\u2019u desh t\u00eb rrija p\u00ebr muaj t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, si pasoj\u00eb e shembjes q\u00eb pata n\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe k\u00ebshilla e mjekut ishte q\u00eb t\u00eb mos l\u00ebvizja. Djali i madh, duke patur parasysh q\u00eb un\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitesha gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, m\u00eb hapi nj\u00eb adres\u00eb n\u00eb Facebook, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb arg\u00ebtohesha duke folur me shok\u00ebt e pun\u00ebs dhe me shoq\u00ebrin\u00eb time t\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebris\u00eb, apo edhe t\u00eb ushtris\u00eb. Kisha shum\u00eb njer\u00ebz t\u00eb mit\u00eb, shok\u00eb dhe miq, me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt i kisha humbur lidhjet prej koh\u00ebsh, pasi ata kishin emigruar dhe i kishim humbur kontaktet. Djali m\u00eb m\u00ebsoi si ta p\u00ebrdorja Facebook-un, si t\u00eb gjeja njer\u00ebzit me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt kisha patur lidhje, m\u00eb m\u00ebsoi se si t\u00eb shkruaja, apo t\u00eb komentoja p\u00ebr gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb m\u00eb interesonin. N\u00eb pak koh\u00eb, si t\u00eb thuash, un\u00eb u futa n\u00eb bot\u00ebn virtuale q\u00eb t\u00eb ofrojn\u00eb rrjetet sociale. Ishte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqte jasht\u00eb mase dhe ashtu pa e kuptuar e gjeja veten para kompjuterit duke folur p\u00ebr or\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00ebra me njer\u00ebzit e mi, me t\u00eb njohur e t\u00eb panjohur.
\nPor historia ime filloi nj\u00eb dit\u00eb kur si pa dashje, lexova emrin dhe mbiemrin e nj\u00eb njeriu t\u00eb njohur aty n\u00eb fshatin ku un\u00eb u rrita dhe kalova f\u00ebmij\u00ebrin\u00eb. Mbiemri i tij m\u00eb trazoi aq shum\u00eb saq\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb sekond\u00eb m\u00eb erdhi n\u00eb mendje e gjith\u00eb historia e dashuris\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte ndodhur n\u00eb rinin\u00eb time t\u00eb hershme. Nj\u00eb e dridhur m\u00eb kaloi n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb trupin, zemra e ndieja se po m\u00eb rrihte fort, sikur donte t\u00eb m\u00eb dilte nga kraharori. Ai mbiem\u00ebr fliste shum\u00eb dhe m\u00eb zgjoi kujtime q\u00eb kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb i kisha harruar. Rrija i shtangur para kompjuterit dhe fillova t\u00eb mendoja. Ai person p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin po ju flas ishte v\u00ebllai i vajz\u00ebs q\u00eb un\u00eb e dashurova kur isha i ri. Ajo ishte dashuria e par\u00eb dhe e vetme e jet\u00ebs sime. Besoj se t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ju q\u00eb do ta lexoni k\u00ebt\u00eb histori, do t\u00eb qeshni me k\u00ebt\u00eb fraz\u00eb q\u00eb p\u00ebrdora, sepse burrat nuk bien kollaj n\u00eb dashuri, por ja q\u00eb me mua k\u00ebshtu ndodhi dhe ajo fem\u00ebr ngeli fiksimi i jet\u00ebs sime. Edhe pse un\u00eb u martova dhe u b\u00ebra me f\u00ebmij\u00eb, nuk munda ta harroja. N\u00eb fakt, nuk m\u00eb kishte shkuar n\u00eb mendje q\u00eb ta k\u00ebrkoja at\u00eb n\u00eb Facebook, ndoshta sepse ajo kishte ndryshuar mbiemrin, kishte ndryshuar paraqitjen, sepse tashm\u00eb ishin b\u00ebr\u00eb gati 30 vjet q\u00eb nuk e kisha takuar, por ja, personi q\u00eb ju tregova m\u00eb lart \u00ebsht\u00eb v\u00ebllai i saj dhe m\u00eb risolli n\u00eb mendje shum\u00eb kujtime. Ashtu i hutuar, duke m’u dridhur duart, fillova t\u00eb shikoja miqt\u00eb q\u00eb ai kishte, me shpres\u00ebn se do t\u00eb gjeja motr\u00ebn e tij. Dhe ja, ashtu si\u00e7 e kisha menduar, ajo u shfaq para meje me emrin e saj A., por me mbiemrin e bashk\u00ebshortit. Menj\u00ebher\u00eb fillova t\u00eb shikoja fotot e saj dhe zemra sa nuk po m\u00eb plaste. Ajo kishte mbetur po aq e bukur sa para tridhjet\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh…
\nHistoria jon\u00eb filloi kur un\u00eb sapo kisha ardhur nga ushtria. Kisha gati tre vjet larguar nga fshati, edhe pse vija me leje n\u00eb familje. At\u00eb vit prind\u00ebrit e mi po b\u00ebnin nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb shtes\u00eb me mendimin se m\u00eb kishte ardhur koha p\u00ebr t’u martuar dhe t\u00eb kisha dhom\u00ebn time. Nga nd\u00ebrtimet q\u00eb po b\u00ebnim m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb mbushja shum\u00eb uj\u00eb, por \u00e7ezm\u00ebn e kishim pak larg, thuajse n\u00eb qend\u00ebr dhe pik\u00ebrisht aty vinin p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbushur uj\u00eb pothuajse gjysma e fshatit. E mbaj mend si sot dit\u00ebn e par\u00eb kur e takova A.-n\u00eb. Un\u00eb kisha dy bidona nj\u00ebzet kil\u00ebsh dhe, duke qen\u00eb se \u00e7ezma kishte shum\u00eb pak uj\u00eb, en\u00ebt donin shum\u00eb koh\u00eb p\u00ebr t’u mbushur. At\u00ebher\u00eb erdhi A.-ja dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti. Edhe un\u00eb gjithashtu dhe e lejova q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb mbushte uj\u00eb e para, pasi po t\u00eb m\u00eb priste mua do t\u00eb vonohej shum\u00eb. Ajo nuk pranoi dhe gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb ajo po priste, un\u00eb p\u00ebrfitova q\u00eb ta pyesja se kush ishte dhe ajo m\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjej n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb sjellshme. Takimi me t\u00eb m\u00eb la shije shum\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebndshme, aq sa fillova ta mendoja gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebs dhe nat\u00ebs. D\u00ebshira p\u00ebr ta takuar at\u00eb vajz\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja m\u00eb shpesh p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbushur uj\u00eb dit\u00ebn e nat\u00ebn, aq sa personat q\u00eb m\u00eb shikonin m\u00eb thoshin me shaka: \u201cna e thave \u00e7ezm\u00ebn!”. Eee, sikur ta dinin ata hallin tim!…
\nMbas disa dit\u00ebsh u ndesh\u00ebm p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb \u00e7ezm\u00ebn e fshatit, por ajo k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb kishte ardhur me t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn dhe nuk munda t\u00eb komunikoja me t\u00eb, t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn jo ashtu si\u00e7 doja un\u00eb. M\u00eb tep\u00ebr fola me maman\u00eb e saj duke e pyetur se sa f\u00ebmij\u00eb kishte dhe se ku punonin. P\u00ebrfitova nga rasti dhe i thash\u00eb se isha duke b\u00ebr\u00eb nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb t\u00eb re dhe gati gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn e kaloja duke mbushur uj\u00eb aty. K\u00ebt\u00eb ia thash\u00eb me q\u00ebllimin q\u00eb ta d\u00ebgjonte A.-ja e t\u00eb vinte m\u00eb shpesh te \u00e7ezma e fshatit. Dhe ashtu ndodhi! Fakti q\u00eb po takohesha me t\u00eb m\u00eb shpesh, m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb kuptoja se dhe ajo m\u00eb donte. Takoheshim dhe shiheshim shpeshher\u00eb aty, por nuk na kishte q\u00eblluar q\u00eb t\u00eb ishim vet\u00ebm, pasi vinin edhe njer\u00ebz t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. T\u00eb vetmen her\u00eb q\u00eb pata mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja vet\u00ebm pak minuta me t\u00eb, i thash\u00eb: \u201cDuhet t\u00eb takohem patjet\u00ebr me ty, pasi kam nj\u00eb bised\u00eb shum\u00eb serioze p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb\u201d. Nga p\u00ebrgjigjja e saj kuptova se dhe ajo kishte filluar t\u00eb ndiente p\u00ebr mua. N\u00eb fshat ishte e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb p\u00ebr t’u takuar sepse ajo ruhej shum\u00eb nga llafet e njer\u00ebzve, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb ajo m\u00eb propozoi t\u00eb takoheshim nj\u00eb dit\u00eb kur ajo do shkonte n\u00eb qytetin q\u00eb ne kishim af\u00ebr fshatit, pik\u00ebrisht aty ku ajo kishte martuar edhe motr\u00ebn.
\nAt\u00eb dit\u00eb udh\u00ebtuam me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin autobus, po sigurisht larg nj\u00ebri-tjetrit, p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb sy t\u00eb njer\u00ebzve. U takuam n\u00eb lulishten e qytetit dhe aty fol\u00ebm shum\u00eb gjat\u00eb. T\u00eb dy t\u00eb ulur n\u00eb nj\u00eb stol filluam t\u00eb bisedonim. Un\u00eb, her\u00eb mundohesha t\u00eb flisja, her\u00eb sodisja flok\u00ebt e saj t\u00eb gjata ngjyr\u00eb g\u00ebshtenj\u00eb e her\u00eb m\u00eb shkonin syt\u00eb t\u00eb gjoksi i saj, i cili dukej pak nga fustani me jak\u00eb n\u00eb form\u00eb v-je. Kisha filluar ta doja aq shum\u00eb at\u00eb vajz\u00eb saq\u00eb n\u00eb ato momente doja vet\u00ebm ta p\u00ebrqafoja dhe ta b\u00ebja timen q\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast, por e dija se kjo ishte e pamundur. Un\u00eb ngrita dor\u00ebn dhe fillova t’i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja flok\u00ebt leht\u00eb. Ajo dukej si nj\u00eb mace e vog\u00ebl q\u00eb i p\u00eblqejn\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheljet, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb vazhdoja t\u00eb flisja dhe nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht, lozja me flok\u00ebt e saj. N\u00eb nj\u00eb moment, ajo ndaloi, me kapi dor\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb tha:
\n– T\u00eb lutem, ta kalojm\u00eb nat\u00ebn bashk\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb hotel sot!
\nUn\u00eb shtanga n\u00eb vend sepse nuk po i besoja asaj q\u00eb d\u00ebgjova. Ajo vazhdoi p\u00ebrs\u00ebri duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb: “T\u00eb lutem ma plot\u00ebso k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00eb!”. K\u00ebrkesa e saj m\u00eb shum\u00eb m\u00eb d\u00ebshp\u00ebroi sesa m\u00eb k\u00ebnaqi; nuk e kisha menduar q\u00eb gruaja e jet\u00ebs time do t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00eb takimin e par\u00eb, sidomos n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb kur t\u00eb tilla gj\u00ebra ishin tabu. Ajo vazhdonte t\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebngulte dhe un\u00eb mendova se e kishte nj\u00eb arsye t\u00eb fort\u00eb q\u00eb po ma k\u00ebrkonte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. E pyeta se pse e k\u00ebrkonte k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb dhe ajo nuk m\u00eb kthente p\u00ebrgjigje, vet\u00ebm m\u00eb lutej: “T\u00eb lutem, m\u00eb b\u00ebj t\u00ebnden sonte!”. M\u00eb shkonte mendja se mos ndoshta ishte ndonj\u00eb kurth q\u00eb po m\u00eb ngrinte, pastaj e kuptova se ajo nuk ishte vajz\u00eb p\u00ebr mua. Mendova se ajo ishte ndonj\u00eb fem\u00ebr e p\u00ebrdal\u00eb, e cila shkonte me \u00e7do mashkull q\u00eb i dilte p\u00ebrpara. U d\u00ebshp\u00ebrova shum\u00eb, sepse kisha filluar ta doja dhe pastaj vendosa q\u00eb t’ia plot\u00ebsoja d\u00ebshir\u00ebn. N\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit, un\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb humbisja asgj\u00eb, p\u00ebrkundrazi, do k\u00ebnaqesha e pastaj ajo do t\u00eb vazhdonte jet\u00ebn e saj dhe un\u00eb timen. K\u00ebshtu b\u00ebm\u00eb. Prenotuam nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb hoteli. Mendova se ajo do t\u00eb m\u00eb hidhej n\u00eb kok\u00eb nga d\u00ebshira e zjarrt\u00eb q\u00eb kishte p\u00ebr t\u00eb kaluar mbr\u00ebmjen me mua, por nuk ndodhi k\u00ebshtu. Ajo u ul n\u00eb krevat dhe rrinte e trishtuar. At\u00ebher\u00eb fillova t\u00eb mendoja: “Po kjo, \u00e7’m\u00eb b\u00ebn si e ndershme? Pret q\u00eb i shkoj un\u00eb i pari?”. At\u00ebher\u00eb fillova t\u00eb hiqja rrobat e mia dhe me nj\u00eb lloj inati, i thash\u00eb: \u201cPse nuk zhvishesh?”. Ajo filloi t\u2019i hiqte rrobat nj\u00eb e nga nj\u00eb, derisa u zhvesh e gjitha. Kishte nj\u00eb trup te mrekulluesh\u00ebm, por un\u00eb fillova ta urreja q\u00eb ajo nuk do t\u00eb ishte femra e jet\u00ebs sime, por thjesht nj\u00eb kalimtare e rastit. At\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb nerva e sip\u00ebr u hodha mbi t\u00eb dhe fillova ta p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja e ta puthja n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb trupin. N\u00eb ato momente m\u00eb vinte n\u00eb mendje ideja se un\u00eb isha kushedi i sati burr\u00eb q\u00eb ajo po fuste n\u00eb shtrat dhe sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb e mendoja k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, aq m\u00eb dhunsh\u00ebm sillesha me t\u00eb dhe mendoja se kjo gj\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00ebfar\u00eb m\u00ebnyre, asaj i p\u00eblqente. Kur ngrita kok\u00ebn lart, pash\u00eb A.-n\u00eb q\u00eb qante pa z\u00eb. At\u00ebher\u00eb pata frik\u00eb, u t\u00ebrhoqa dhe e pyes se p\u00ebrse qante.
\n– T\u00eb lutem b\u00ebj kujdes, ti je burri i par\u00eb q\u00eb kam takuar n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time… – m\u00eb tha ajo.
\nAty shtanga sepse nuk po kuptoja m\u00eb asnj\u00eb gj\u00eb. U ngrita, i fshiva lot\u00ebt dhe e pyeta: – Pse po e b\u00ebn k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb me mua?
\nAjo m’u p\u00ebrgjigj: – Sepse ti je i vetmi q\u00eb kam dashur dhe do t\u00eb dua p\u00ebr gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn time.
\nJu nuk e keni iden\u00eb sa shum\u00eb m\u00eb lumturuan fjal\u00ebt e saj! I thash\u00eb: \u201cVishu tani, ti do t\u00eb jesh nusja ime dhe nga ky moment, do t\u00eb vish n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb time\u201d. Pa e mbaruar fjal\u00ebn, ajo ma mbylli goj\u00ebn duke m\u00eb puthur dhe un\u00eb nuk mundesha t\u2019i rezistoja… Vazhdova duke e puthur dhe p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelur, por k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb me shum\u00eb \u00ebmb\u00eblsi dhe dashuri. Nga ajo nat\u00eb kuptova se un\u00eb isha v\u00ebrtet i pari burr\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn e saj dhe kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb lumturoi pa mas\u00eb. Ata nat\u00eb fjet\u00ebm t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuar pran\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetrit, por lumturia ime nuk zgjati m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00eb nat\u00eb. N\u00eb t\u00eb gdhir\u00eb, ajo ishte larguar nga dhoma duke m\u00eb l\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb let\u00ebr ku m\u00eb sqaronte se p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb ajo kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri me mua, por sipas asaj, dashuria midis nesh nuk mund t\u00eb ishte m\u00eb shum\u00eb se ai \u00e7ast q\u00eb kaluam, pasi ajo ishte me p\u00ebrb\u00ebrje t\u00eb keqe politike dhe se nga ky fakt, ne nuk kishim t\u00eb ardhme. Letra ishte e shkruar gjat\u00eb, dukej q\u00eb e kishte p\u00ebrgatitur q\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, po \u00e7\u2019r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi ka, me pak fjal\u00eb ky ishte thelbi. E si mund t\u00eb ishte njeriu m\u00eb i zhg\u00ebnjyer se kaq?! U desh shum\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb ta harroja at\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Edhe pse shpeshher\u00eb rrija me or\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00ebra n\u00eb vendin e takimit ton\u00eb, ajo p\u00ebrs\u00ebri nuk u b\u00eb e gjall\u00eb. M\u00eb von\u00eb mora vesh se kishte qen\u00eb e fejuar me nj\u00eb person q\u00eb kishte patur probleme me drejt\u00ebsin\u00eb dhe n\u00eb koh\u00ebn kur ajo m\u00eb dashuroi mua, ai ishte n\u00eb burg. Vet\u00ebm at\u00ebher\u00eb e kuptova pse ajo e shikonte dashurin\u00eb ton\u00eb si t\u00eb pamundur. M\u00eb pas, ajo u martua e gjithashtu edhe un\u00eb dhe secili nga ne mori drejtimin e tij. Sa her\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb fshat pyesja p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe m\u00eb kishin th\u00ebn\u00eb se kishte kat\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00eb dhe b\u00ebnin nj\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb qet\u00eb. Kjo pra ishte historia ime, e cila m\u00eb ktheu n\u00eb nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb shkuar…
\nI gjendur p\u00ebrball\u00eb fotove t\u00eb saj, e shikoja dhe mendoja se si do t\u00eb ishte jeta ime me t\u00eb. Nuk munda ta pengoja dot tundimin q\u00eb pata n\u00eb ata moment p\u00ebr t\u00eb folur me at\u00eb dhe thash\u00eb me vete: \u201cT\u00eb dal\u00eb ku t\u00eb dal\u00eb, un\u00eb do t’i shkruaj\u201d. Dhe ashtu b\u00ebra. I shkrova vet\u00ebm \u201cp\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje!\u201d dhe prita se si do t\u00eb reagonte ajo. N\u00eb fakt, ajo m’u p\u00ebrgjigj t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen. M\u00eb kishte njohur nga fotoja dhe sigurisht, edhe ajo ishte emocionuar nga kjo bised\u00eb rast\u00ebsore n\u00eb Facebook. E pyeta dhe m\u00eb pyeti p\u00ebr shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, madje m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi edhe t\u00eb falur p\u00ebr m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn se si u largua prej meje at\u00eb nat\u00eb n\u00eb hotel. Ajo m\u00eb shkruante gjithmon\u00eb kur nuk e kishte bashk\u00ebshortin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb i mir\u00ebprisja mesazhet e saj n\u00eb \u00e7do koh\u00eb sepse bashk\u00ebshortja ime, as q\u00eb e merrte mundimin t\u00eb hynte ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb kompjuter. Komunikimi me t\u00eb filloi t\u00eb b\u00ebhej shum\u00eb t\u00ebrheq\u00ebs, m\u00eb dukej sikur isha p\u00ebrs\u00ebri nj\u00ebzet vje\u00e7, filluam t’i flisnim shum\u00eb fjal\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebmbla nj\u00ebri-tjetrit, q\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb nuk pat\u00ebm mund\u00ebsi q\u00eb t\u2019i shprehnim. M\u00eb dukej vetja tjet\u00ebr njeri, m\u00eb mjaftonte vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb mesazh i saj dhe m\u00eb dukej sikur po rilindja. I kisha k\u00ebrkuar edhe q\u00eb ta takoja, por k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb ajo ishte shum\u00eb e vendosur.
\n\u201cNuk mund ta b\u00ebj t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin gabim q\u00eb b\u00ebra dikur, m\u00eb tha, sepse tashme nuk jam vet\u00ebm, por do vija n\u00eb loj\u00eb jet\u00ebn e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve t\u00eb mi\u201d. Ajo ishte e k\u00ebnaqur q\u00eb ne gjet\u00ebm gjurm\u00ebt e nj\u00ebri-tjetrit n\u00eb bot\u00ebn virtuale dhe kaq p\u00ebr t\u00eb mjaftonte, por sigurisht, edhe p\u00ebr mua nuk ishte e leht\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb hidhja hapa t\u00eb gabuar, sepse tashm\u00eb edhe un\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb familje. K\u00ebshtu, t\u00eb dy iu n\u00ebnshtruam fatit ton\u00eb dhe komunikimi virtual ishte p\u00ebr ne nj\u00eb luks p\u00ebr rrethanat ku ndodheshim. Tashm\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb dy ne takimet dhe bisedat n\u00eb Facebook ishin b\u00ebr\u00eb si nj\u00eb person q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb i varur nga cigarja dhe nuk mundet ta shmang\u00eb dot. Un\u00eb mezi prisja q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb ishte vet\u00ebm n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe t\u00eb komunikonim. Sa hapja kompjuterin, nuk kishte dit\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb mos gjeja n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes nj\u00eb mesazh prej saj. Lumturohesha si nj\u00eb adoleshent dhe kjo bised\u00eb me t\u00eb ishte gj\u00ebja m\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb kisha p\u00ebrjetuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time. Pas disa muajsh, un\u00eb u sh\u00ebrova dhe e fillova p\u00ebrs\u00ebri aktivitetin tim duke shkuar n\u00eb pun\u00eb, gj\u00eb q\u00eb nuk na pengonte t\u00eb komunikonim, por lumturia e komunikimit q\u00eb na kishte mb\u00ebrthyer duke biseduar bashk\u00eb, si \u00e7do gj\u00eb e bukur, edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb, d\u00ebshtoi. Rast\u00ebsisht djali kishte hyr\u00eb n\u00eb kompjuterin tim (gj\u00eb q\u00eb ai nuk e b\u00ebnte asnj\u00ebher\u00eb) dhe kishte par\u00eb shum\u00eb prej mesazheve q\u00eb ne kishim komunikuar me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin. Ai e kishte p\u00ebrjetuar shum\u00eb keq k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb i nervozuar, m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi llogari. Shum\u00eb i turp\u00ebruar ndaj tij, i tregova me detaj \u00e7do holl\u00ebsi t\u00eb historis\u00eb son\u00eb, q\u00eb nga njohja e deri tani. Ai m\u00eb tha \u201cn\u00ebse nuk do q\u00eb t\u2019i tregoj mamas\u00eb, at\u00ebher\u00eb ti q\u00eb sot do ta nd\u00ebrpres\u00ebsh komunikimin me t\u00eb\u201d. Sa nuk m\u00eb ra pika kur ai ma k\u00ebrkoi k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, t\u00eb vetmen gj\u00eb t\u00eb bukur q\u00eb kisha n\u00eb ato momente, por nuk kisha rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, ai ishte shum\u00eb serioz dhe i hidh\u00ebruar p\u00ebr n\u00ebn\u00ebn e tij, sepse mendonte se kjo q\u00eb po b\u00ebja ishte nj\u00eb lloj tradhtie dhe ai k\u00ebt\u00eb nuk e pranonte. At\u00ebher\u00eb i k\u00ebrkova t\u2019i shkruaja asaj vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb mesazh t\u00eb fundit. Ai pranoi…
\nAi ishte teksti m\u00eb i gjat\u00eb q\u00eb i kisha shkruar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb. I tregova arsyet, pse do t\u00eb hiqja dor\u00eb nga komunikimi me t\u00eb dhe nga Facebook-u nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht, i shpjegova se e doja shum\u00eb, si dit\u00ebn e par\u00eb q\u00eb e takova dhe se p\u00ebr mua kjo ishte nj\u00eb dhembje e dyt\u00eb, si ajo kur u ndam\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb hotel. I shkrova se do ta kujtoja gjithmon\u00eb me shum\u00eb dashuri, edhe pse fati kishte lozur me ne duke na ndar\u00eb dy her\u00eb. Gjithashtu, i shkruaja se do t\u2019i lutesha Zotit q\u00eb t\u00eb na bashkonte n\u00eb bot\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr. Pasi e d\u00ebrgova k\u00ebt\u00eb mesazh t\u00eb fundit, djali si d\u00ebnim ma mbylli Facebook-un dhe sot e k\u00ebsaj dite un\u00eb nuk e di se si ka reaguar ajo kur e lexoi at\u00eb tekst. Nj\u00eb breng\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb mundoj\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn, se ajo ka menduar se e gjith\u00eb kjo ka qen\u00eb nj\u00eb lloj loje p\u00ebr t’u hakmarr\u00eb duke ia kthyer n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn monedh\u00eb si\u00e7 b\u00ebri ajo dikur me mua. N\u00ebse A.-ja e lexon k\u00ebt\u00eb histori, dua t’i them se nuk isha un\u00eb q\u00eb doja t\u00eb luaja me fatin, por fati luajti dy her\u00eb me ne dhe se ne jemi shum\u00eb t\u00eb dob\u00ebt p\u00ebr ta ndryshuar rrjedh\u00ebn e jet\u00ebs son\u00eb…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thon\u00eb se koha i sh\u00ebron plag\u00ebt e dashuris\u00eb dhe ndoshta \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, por edhe at\u00ebher\u00eb kur mendon se je sh\u00ebruar komplet, mjafton nj\u00eb shk\u00ebndij\u00eb e vog\u00ebl q\u00eb zjarri t\u00eb ndizet m\u00eb shum\u00eb se n\u00eb fillim. Nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb ndodhi me mua dhe kjo b\u00ebri q\u00eb sot t\u00eb jem pjes\u00eb e gazet\u00ebs tuaj me […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":12112,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13061","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13061","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=13061"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13061\/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=13061"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13061"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13061"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}