\u201cZoti me nj\u00eb dor\u00eb t\u00eb hedh e me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb pret\u201d, kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb shprehje e vjet\u00ebr q\u00eb e d\u00ebgjoja nga gjyshja ime e m\u00eb pas nga mamaja ime, por un\u00eb them se kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb…
\nKam lindur n\u00eb fshat dhe jam f\u00ebmija e i kat\u00ebrt nga t\u00eb shtat\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt q\u00eb pat\u00ebn prind\u00ebrit e mi. Kemi lindur t\u00eb gjith\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb sh\u00ebndetsh\u00ebm dhe jeta n\u00eb fshat na ka mbajtur faqekuq\u00eb. Para meje jan\u00eb dy v\u00ebllez\u00ebr q\u00eb jan\u00eb martuar e kan\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb. I madhi jeton n\u00eb Greqi e tjetri jeton n\u00eb Itali. M\u00eb pas ishte ime mot\u00ebr, krenaria e t\u00eb gjith\u00eb familjes. Nx\u00ebn\u00ebse e shk\u00eblqyer, vajz\u00eb shum\u00eb e bukur, por m\u00eb fatkeqja nd\u00ebr ne. M\u00eb pas vij un\u00eb, f\u00ebmija m\u00eb trazova\u00e7 e pas meje jan\u00eb dy motra e nj\u00eb v\u00eblla q\u00eb jeton n\u00eb fshat. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb martuar e secili ka bashk\u00ebshort\u00eb e f\u00ebmij\u00eb. Ju thash\u00eb p\u00ebr motr\u00ebn e madhe q\u00eb ishte krenaria e familjes, por ishte m\u00eb fatkeqja sepse vdiq kur ishte vet\u00ebm nj\u00ebzet e tet\u00eb vje\u00e7e.
\nKur un\u00eb kam qen\u00eb kat\u00ebr vje\u00e7e, nd\u00ebrsa lozja me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e fshatit n\u00eb ara, nj\u00eb nga lop\u00ebt e komshiut m\u00eb gjuajti me brir\u00eb, duke m\u00eb hedhur tri metra larg. Nga kjo hedhje un\u00eb humba nj\u00ebr\u00ebn veshk\u00eb dhe mu thye e \u00e7ap\u00eblye nofulla e majt\u00eb nga p\u00ebrplasja pas nj\u00eb peme. Mjek\u00ebt kan\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb mrekulli p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb shp\u00ebtuar n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb. Un\u00eb u rrita bashk\u00eb me v\u00ebllez\u00ebr e motra pak m\u00eb e llastuar p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb aksidentit. Motra ime e madhe, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e kisha idhull, m\u00eb mbante m\u00eb af\u00ebr se askush. Meq\u00eb m\u00ebsonte, ajo arriti t\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb p\u00ebr Matematik\u00eb dhe kur mbaroi universitetin filloi pun\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb fshatin ton\u00eb si m\u00ebsuese n\u00eb shkoll\u00ebn e mesme. Ju thash\u00eb m\u00eb lart q\u00eb jo vet\u00ebm ishte nx\u00ebn\u00ebse e mir\u00eb, por edhe vajz\u00eb e bukur dhe e mir\u00eb. K\u00ebshtu, sapo filloi pun\u00eb, filluan edhe k\u00ebrkesat p\u00ebr martes\u00eb. Nd\u00ebr ne f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, i martuar ishte v\u00ebllai i madh, nd\u00ebrsa tjetri punonte me baban\u00eb n\u00eb kova\u00e7hanen ton\u00eb. Un\u00eb isha vajza q\u00eb merresha me pun\u00ebt e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb sepse ishte e vetmja pun\u00eb q\u00eb nuk k\u00ebrkonte forc\u00eb fizike, e cila m\u00eb mungonte p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb veshk\u00ebs gjysmake. K\u00ebshtu ishim rritur e shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00ebra dhe ishim goxha mir\u00eb. Nd\u00ebr k\u00ebrkesat p\u00ebr martes\u00eb q\u00eb pati ime mot\u00ebr ishte edhe v\u00ebllai i nuses son\u00eb, q\u00eb kishte mbaruar shkoll\u00ebn e lart\u00eb p\u00ebr Ekonomik. Meqen\u00ebse ishim n\u00eb rreth krushqie dhe ne i njihnim q\u00eb ishin familje shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb, prind\u00ebrit iu lut\u00ebn motr\u00ebs q\u00eb t\u00eb vendoste p\u00ebr S.-n\u00eb.
\n– Epo, meq\u00eb juve ai ju p\u00eblqen m\u00eb shum\u00eb, dakord, – tha motra. – Po t\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb zgjedhur vet\u00eb, do kisha zgjedhur sa isha n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb.
\nK\u00ebshtu, motra u fejua kur ishte njez\u00ebt e pes\u00eb vje\u00e7e. Pas nj\u00eb viti u martua dhe i vetmi njeri q\u00eb u m\u00ebrzit p\u00ebr martes\u00ebn e saj, isha un\u00eb. Jo sepse ajo ra n\u00eb familje t\u00eb keqe, por se un\u00eb e kisha si krahun tim t\u00eb djatht\u00eb, m\u00eb m\u00ebsonte p\u00ebr gjith\u00e7ka, m\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelte edhe shenj\u00ebn q\u00eb kam n\u00eb faqe, m\u00eb ndihmonte t\u00eb b\u00ebnim pun\u00ebt \u201csi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi qyteti\u201d, si\u00e7 thoshte gjithmon\u00eb. Shum\u00eb shpejt Zoti i g\u00ebzoi me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb dhe motra deshi t\u2019i ngjiste emrin tim, por q\u00eb mos t\u00eb ngat\u00ebrroheshin kur t\u00eb na thirrnin, e modernizuan emrin e mbes\u00ebs dhe e b\u00ebn\u00eb Lizeta. E adhurova at\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb qysh n\u00eb momentin e par\u00eb q\u00eb e pash\u00eb. Ishte bebja m\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb kisha par\u00eb! Kur vajza mbushi gjasht\u00eb muaj, motra duhet kthehej n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe ajo me t\u00eb shoqin u than\u00eb prind\u00ebrve q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja e ta mbaja vajz\u00ebn p\u00ebr kat\u00ebr-pes\u00eb or\u00eb, sa t\u00eb mbaronte motra pun\u00ebn n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb.
\n– Po, sigurisht. P\u00ebr pun\u00ebt e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb k\u00ebtu do t\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb nga nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, – tha babai. – Derisa i kemi mund\u00ebsit\u00eb, do ta rrisim mbes\u00ebn me gjith\u00eb t\u00eb mirat e bot\u00ebs.
\nK\u00ebshtu, motra u kthye n\u00eb pun\u00eb e dit\u00ebt e para kur arrija n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e saj m\u00eb porosiste shum\u00eb shkurt p\u00ebr vajz\u00ebn, pastaj rrotullohej e m\u00eb pyeste:
\n– Kam mbetur shum\u00eb trashaluqe, apo jam mir\u00eb?
\n– Epo, kur qahesh edhe ti p\u00ebr trashaluqe, nuk e di \u00e7\u2019do thon\u00eb tre\u00e7ereku i grave n\u00eb bot\u00eb, – i thash\u00eb nj\u00eb her\u00eb. – Mos t\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhet fiksim, nuk je e sh\u00ebndosh\u00eb. Edhe barku do t\u00eb t\u00eb bjer\u00eb, ke p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb. Pastaj, ti gjasht\u00eb muaj ke q\u00eb ke lindur.
\nN\u00eb fakt, pak nga pak e shihja q\u00eb barku i motr\u00ebs jo vet\u00ebm q\u00eb nuk ulej, por vet\u00ebm sa fryhej.
\n– Mos je gj\u00eb prap\u00eb shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb, – i thash\u00eb. – Ik b\u00ebj nj\u00eb kontroll nj\u00eb her\u00eb.
\n– Jo, – tha, – jam e sigurt q\u00eb nuk jam shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb, por se\u00e7 kam nj\u00eb dhimbje q\u00eb m\u00eb pret n\u00eb fund t\u00eb barkut.
\n– Epo, t\u00eb rri un\u00eb pa shkuar t\u00eb vizitohem edhe hahet se fundja nj\u00eb cop\u00eb katunare jam, po ti q\u00eb ke mbaruar nj\u00eb kal\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, nuk shkon te mjeku?! – e qortova.
\n– Ja, do iki brenda k\u00ebsaj jave, – m\u00eb tha duke qeshur, m\u00eb puthi, mbylli der\u00ebn e iku n\u00eb pun\u00eb.
\nAjo u vizitua n\u00eb spitalin e qytetit te nj\u00eb kush\u00ebri i burrit t\u00eb saj, i cili e nisi urgjent p\u00ebr Tiran\u00eb te nj\u00eb mjek q\u00eb e kishte shok. Por kishte qen\u00eb shum\u00eb von\u00eb. Motra pas asaj fryrjeje q\u00eb mori p\u00ebr dy apo tri muaj, filloi t\u00eb dob\u00ebsohej, sa nga s\u00ebmundja e sa nga meraku. Nga dita q\u00eb e mor\u00ebm vesh se \u00e7\u2019s\u00ebmundje kishte, prind\u00ebrit m\u00eb k\u00ebrkuan q\u00eb t\u00eb rrija gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebn n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tyre p\u00ebr t\u2019i ndihmuar e p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur vajz\u00ebn.
\n– Dua t\u00eb jetoj sa t\u00eb rritet edhe pak e t\u00eb m\u00eb mbaj\u00eb mend vajza, – m\u00eb thoshte n\u00eb dit\u00ebt e fundit, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb kafshoja gjuh\u00ebn time p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos i qar\u00eb n\u00eb sy.
\nAjo vdiq pas nj\u00eb viti e gjys\u00ebm, kur vajza ishte vet\u00ebm dy vje\u00e7e e tre muajshe. Ajo s\u2019e mbajti mend t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn. Besoj nuk ka burim q\u00eb t\u00eb ket\u00eb nxjerr\u00eb aq uj\u00eb sa \u00e7\u2019kam derdhur un\u00eb lot p\u00ebr motr\u00ebn time. Pas vdekjes s\u00eb motr\u00ebs, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tyre vazhdonin vizitat, vajz\u00ebn e mora un\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb q\u00eb ta mbaja. Dhimbja ishte e tmerrshme jo vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr ne q\u00eb e kishim ton\u00ebn, por edhe p\u00ebr k\u00ebdo q\u00eb e kishte njohur. Vajza, pasi e k\u00ebrkoi p\u00ebr dy jav\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn, filloi ta harronte e nisi t\u00eb rrinte vet\u00ebm me mua. Me mua ishte m\u00ebsuar e m\u00eb njihte. Nuk di t\u2019i kem l\u00ebn\u00eb ndonj\u00eb milimet\u00ebr t\u00eb trupit pa ia puthuar asaj vajze q\u00eb na ngush\u00eblloi n\u00eb at\u00eb dhimbje ton\u00ebn. Burri i motr\u00ebs vinte her\u00eb pas here q\u00eb ta shihte. Pastaj, nj\u00eb vit pas vdekjes, nj\u00eb her\u00eb q\u00eb erdhi, vajza iu hodh n\u00eb krah\u00eb dhe nd\u00ebrsa e p\u00ebrqafonte dhe i th\u00ebrriste \u201cbabi\u201d i tha:
\n– Babi, pse nuk na merr mua dhe mamin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, por vjen e vet\u00ebm na takon? T\u00eb gjith\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tjer\u00eb rrin\u00eb edhe me mamin, edhe me babin.
\nPas nj\u00eb heshtjeje, ku fytyra e burrit t\u00eb motr\u00ebs sime mori ngjyr\u00eb dheu, ai iu p\u00ebrgjigj:
\n– P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb kam ardhur, t\u2019i lutem gjyshit q\u00eb t\u00eb na e jap\u00eb mamin me vete. Edhe un\u00eb nuk jetoj dot pa ty. Je dhurata m\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb m\u00eb ka b\u00ebr\u00eb jeta. E p\u00ebr ty do t\u00eb jepja edhe jet\u00ebn, do t\u00eb nd\u00ebrroja vendin edhe me mamin t\u00ebnd, po nuk e di se si…
\nVajza q\u00eb nuk mori vesh gj\u00eb nga fjal\u00ebt e tij, nuk tha asgj\u00eb, por edhe im at\u00eb, q\u00eb me siguri dinte di\u00e7ka nga nusja e v\u00ebllait, nuk u p\u00ebrgjigj.
\n– Merre vajz\u00ebn e kaloni matan\u00eb, m\u00eb mir\u00eb v\u00ebre n\u00eb gjum\u00eb, – m\u00eb tha mua.
\nUn\u00eb mora Lizet\u00ebn, e vura n\u00eb gjum\u00eb megjith\u00ebse ishte shum\u00eb her\u00ebt dhe nd\u00ebrsa shkova n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb drek\u00ebn, ai m\u00eb tha:
\n– Jo, l\u00ebre drek\u00ebn se do t\u00eb na e jap\u00eb n\u00ebna jote. N\u00eb t\u00eb tre duhet t\u00eb flasim. Dh\u00ebndrri ka ardhur t\u00eb flas\u00eb me ty… Nga halli e b\u00ebjm\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb… – E kuptova se p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb b\u00ebhej fjal\u00eb. E kisha par\u00eb burrin e motr\u00ebs vet\u00ebm si v\u00eblla e nuk mund t\u00eb martohesha me t\u00eb, por im at\u00eb ia filloi i pari: – Do t\u00eb ta them vet\u00ebm me dy fjal\u00eb se po m\u00eb dhemb shpirti, por nuk kam zgjidhje. N\u00ebse ti e do me gjith\u00eb mend Lizet\u00ebn, duhet t\u00eb vendos\u00ebsh q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb rritet edhe me baba e jo vet\u00ebm me dashurin\u00eb t\u00ebnde. Ajo t\u00eb th\u00ebrret \u201cmami\u201d e duhet ta vazhdosh k\u00ebt\u00eb detyr\u00eb derisa t\u00eb rritet e t\u2019i tregojm\u00eb…
\nN\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, nd\u00ebrhyri edhe burri i motr\u00ebs: – Ishte edhe d\u00ebshira e motr\u00ebs t\u00ebnde. Ajo ma ka l\u00ebn\u00eb me amanet q\u00eb t\u00eb mos e rris vajz\u00ebn me njerk\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Pastaj… edhe un\u00eb s\u2019e kam t\u00eb leht\u00eb. Nuk mund t\u00eb martohem me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr e t\u00eb p\u00ebrziej f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, ndon\u00ebse, edhe n\u00eb dasht\u00eb Zoti q\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrzihen, ti prap\u00eb do ta duash vajz\u00ebn, – tha dhe e kuqja e mbuloi fytyr\u00ebn e tij q\u00eb dukej sikur do t\u00eb plaste n\u00eb vend.
\nPas dy jav\u00ebsh, un\u00eb u martova me burrin e motr\u00ebs. Ai \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb djal\u00eb i shk\u00eblqyer, por nuk ishte zgjedhja ime. Ishte vet\u00ebm zgjidhja p\u00ebr Lizet\u00ebn. Kur shkuam n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij, Lizeta pa foton e motr\u00ebs n\u00eb mur dhe pyeti se kush ishte ajo gruaja e bukur.
\n– \u00cbsht\u00eb mamaja jote, – i tha i ati. – Aty kemi dal\u00eb para se t\u00eb rr\u00ebzohej e t\u00eb vritej n\u00eb faqe. E shikon q\u00eb kam zgjedhur grua t\u00eb bukur?
\nVajza mu afrua e m\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheli shenj\u00ebn n\u00eb faqe, ashtu si\u00e7 kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb e \u00ebma dikur dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi fort: – Epo, un\u00eb e dua mamin tim edhe me shenj\u00eb; ajo prap\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb e bukur, – tha, nd\u00ebrsa rrinte mb\u00ebshtjell\u00eb pas meje. Qava jo vet\u00ebm at\u00eb dit\u00eb bashk\u00eb me burrin tim, por edhe sa her\u00eb ajo na pyeste p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb mezi i gjenim p\u00ebrgjigje.
\nTani, Lizeta \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb dymb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7e. Neve na dha Zoti nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb i vum\u00eb emrin Damian, t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin em\u00ebr q\u00eb motra ime kishte menduar n\u00ebse do t\u00eb lindte djal\u00eb.
\nVajza ime, si\u00e7 jam m\u00ebsuar t\u2019i th\u00ebrras Lizet\u00ebs, \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb yll e bukur si e \u00ebma, \u00ebsht\u00eb nx\u00ebn\u00ebse e shk\u00eblqyer dhe ia kalon mir\u00eb me t\u00eb v\u00ebllan\u00eb. Ata shkojn\u00eb bashk\u00eb n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb \u00e7do m\u00ebngjes. I b\u00ebjn\u00eb bashk\u00eb detyrat mbasditeve. Lizeta kujdeset p\u00ebr Damianin ashtu si ime mot\u00ebr kujdesej p\u00ebr mua. Ime mot\u00ebr sa ishte gjall\u00eb u kujdes t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelte gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebn shenj\u00ebn q\u00eb kam n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb nga f\u00ebmij\u00ebria e tani Lizeta kujdeset p\u00ebr t\u00eb v\u00ebllain q\u00eb t\u00eb mos rr\u00ebzohet apo s\u00ebmuret. Dhimbja kalon me vitet, por mua m\u00eb duket sikur e ndiej \u00e7do dit\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb shpirt pesh\u00ebn e humbjes s\u00eb motr\u00ebs. Edhe pasi ne i treguam Lizet\u00ebs se si q\u00ebndronte puna, se kush ishte mamaja e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, ajo m\u00eb sheh n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn m\u00ebnyr\u00eb, kujdeset p\u00ebr t\u00eb v\u00ebllan\u00eb me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn m\u00ebnyr\u00eb. L\u00ebrm\u00eb Zot t\u00eb jetoj derisa f\u00ebmij\u00ebt t\u00eb mbushin t\u00eb tet\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjetat e t\u00eb b\u00ebhen t\u00eb zot\u00ebt e vetes e m\u00eb pas m\u00eb bashko me time mot\u00ebr. Un\u00eb ia plot\u00ebsova amanetin! Drit\u00ebn e syve t\u00eb saj e rrita sikur t\u00eb ishte imja… <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201cZoti me nj\u00eb dor\u00eb t\u00eb hedh e me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb pret\u201d, kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb shprehje e vjet\u00ebr q\u00eb e d\u00ebgjoja nga gjyshja ime e m\u00eb pas nga mamaja ime, por un\u00eb them se kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb… Kam lindur n\u00eb fshat dhe jam f\u00ebmija e i kat\u00ebrt nga t\u00eb shtat\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt q\u00eb pat\u00ebn […]<\/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-13576","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\/13576","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=13576"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13576\/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=13576"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13576"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13576"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}