{"id":1846,"date":"2014-07-27T20:17:26","date_gmt":"2014-07-27T20:17:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/?p=1846"},"modified":"2014-07-27T20:17:57","modified_gmt":"2014-07-27T20:17:57","slug":"nuk-e-di-pse-u-tallen-keshtu-me-mua","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/2014\/07\/nuk-e-di-pse-u-tallen-keshtu-me-mua\/","title":{"rendered":"Nuk e di pse u tall\u00ebn k\u00ebshtu me mua"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"download\"<\/a>Vendosa ta shkruaja historin\u00eb time p\u00ebr t\u00eb treguar di\u00e7ka p\u00ebr veten. Jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb 23 vje\u00e7e dhe quhem Anila. Dua t\u2019ju tregoj se si u tall\u00ebn me mua dhe m\u00eb mor\u00ebn p\u00ebr budallaqe kur isha ende adoleshente. Gjithmon\u00eb kam menduar se dashuria e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb ekzistonte vet\u00ebm n\u00ebp\u00ebr p\u00ebrralla dhe k\u00ebshtu \u00ebsht\u00eb, edhe pse dikush m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb besoja se ekziston edhe n\u00eb jet\u00ebn reale. Njoha nj\u00eb djal\u00eb, kur isha 17 vje\u00e7e, Tikun, me an\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7atit. Gjith\u00e7ka m\u00eb kujtohet sikur t\u00eb ket\u00eb ndodhur dje…<\/p>\n

Ai ishte kat\u00ebr vjet m\u00eb i madh se un\u00eb dhe pasi u njoh\u00ebm n\u00eb \u00e7at e u prezantuam, m\u00ebsuam q\u00eb jetonim t\u00eb dy n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin qytet. U takuam dhe pak e nga pak ram\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri, si pa e kuptuar. Ndenj\u00ebm bashk\u00eb tre muaj, por ishte nj\u00ebsoj sikur t\u00eb kishim ndenjur tre vjet, aq intensive ishte lidhja jon\u00eb. Ai nuk rrinte dot pa mua dhe un\u00eb nuk rrija dot pa t\u00eb. Pasi ndenj\u00ebm dhe p\u00ebrjetuam mjaltin e historis\u00eb, ne u ndam\u00eb. Nuk u kuptua se pse u ndam\u00eb, por ja q\u00eb ndodhi. Kalova 6 muaj t\u00eb tmerrsh\u00ebm sepse ndihesha shum\u00eb keq dhe megjith\u00ebse ne nuk jetonim shum\u00eb af\u00ebr, un\u00eb e shihja shpesh. Kalova nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb ankthi dhe t\u00eb qarash q\u00eb nuk mund t\u2019jua shpjegoj dot me fjal\u00eb, sepse vet\u00ebm Zoti e di se si jam ndjer\u00eb at\u00ebher\u00eb. Isha betuar q\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb dashurohesha kurr\u00eb, por nuk e kisha kuptuar ende q\u00eb dashuria vjen pa trokitur dhe nuk t\u00eb tregon as kur ik\u00ebn.<\/p>\n

K\u00ebshtu, disa koh\u00eb pas ndarjes me t\u00eb dashurin, po n\u00eb \u00e7at, u njoha me Erbin, nj\u00eb djal\u00eb shum\u00eb i mir\u00eb fizikisht q\u00eb n\u00eb fakt m\u00eb nxori edhe nga situata e keqe e pasndarjes dhe vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb un\u00eb duhet t\u2019ia di p\u00ebr nder. Fillova t\u00eb dilja me Erbin, i cili n\u00eb fillim ishte gjithashtu shum\u00eb i k\u00ebndsh\u00ebm dhe madje m\u00eb dukej shum\u00eb \u00e7udi q\u00eb ai duronte edhe kur un\u00eb qaja p\u00ebr Tikun n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij. M\u00eb b\u00ebnte \u00e7udi se si ai nuk ndihej keq dhe sa her\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb i tregoja ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb Tiku, nuk m\u00ebrzitej, por m\u00eb d\u00ebgjonte dhe nuk m\u00eb kthehej me t\u00eb k\u00ebqija. T\u00eb ishte dikush tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb vendin e tij dhe nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb t\u00eb qante p\u00ebr nj\u00eb mashkull tjet\u00ebr, nuk e di se \u00e7far\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebhej. K\u00ebshtu, takohesha shpesh me Erbin dhe pak e nga pak, kisha filluar ta harroja Tikun, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb me t\u00eb ndihesha mir\u00eb sepse kalonim shum\u00eb koh\u00eb bashk\u00eb dhe duke ndenjur me t\u00eb, harroja. Nuk m\u00eb zinte gjumi nat\u00ebn dhe ende nuk po e kuptoja se \u00e7far\u00eb po ndodhte me mua; kisha nj\u00eb boshll\u00ebk n\u00eb zem\u00ebr q\u00eb askush nuk po e mbushte dhe sikur ma ndjente zemra q\u00eb di\u00e7ka po ndodhte.<\/p>\n

Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, duke ecur rrug\u00ebve t\u00eb qytetit tim (ecja shpesh rrug\u00ebve, e vetme, sepse m\u00eb dukej sikur hiqja pak stresin q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte kapluar), pash\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb kafene Erbin bashk\u00eb me Tikun, duke biseduar. U hutova dhe nuk dija \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebja… As nuk ecja dot, as nuk rrija dot aty, m\u00eb iku shikimi dhe shihja vet\u00ebm err\u00ebsir\u00eb, kurse zemra filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb rrihte fort. Erbit nuk i thash\u00eb asgj\u00eb aty, por kur e takova dit\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr, e pyeta se \u00e7far\u00eb donte n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn tavolin\u00eb me Tikun. I k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb mos ma mohonte sepse e kisha par\u00eb me syt\u00eb e mi dhe ai, shum\u00eb i qet\u00eb, m\u00eb tha se ishte ai q\u00eb e kishte k\u00ebrkuar sepse kishte dashur t\u00eb bisedonte p\u00ebr mua. Doja shum\u00eb t\u2019i besoja, por di\u00e7ka m\u00eb thoshte se ai po m\u00eb g\u00ebnjente. Nuk isha e qet\u00eb, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb vendosa ta zbuloja vet\u00eb. Bashk\u00eb me nj\u00eb shoqen time, blem\u00eb nj\u00eb num\u00ebr telefoni dhe ajo i b\u00ebri nj\u00eb sms Tikut… Pas atij sms, ata filluan t\u00eb shk\u00ebmbenin sms dhe filluan t\u00eb dilnin edhe p\u00ebr kafe. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kur kishin qen\u00eb t\u00eb dy n\u00eb kafe dhe aty kishte kaluar Erbi, Tiku, me qes\u00ebndi, i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb shoqes time:<\/p>\n

– E shikon at\u00eb \u00e7unin aty? \u00cbsht\u00eb shoku im. E kam shtyr\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb lidhej me ish-t\u00eb dashur\u00ebn time, se nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb bezdiste shum\u00eb e doja ta hiqja qafe… Edhe gjasht\u00eb muaj pas ndarjes m\u00eb \u00e7onte mesazhe! Un\u00eb e lash\u00eb se nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqente m\u00eb, kurse ajo budallaqja ra n\u00eb dashuri. Pse jeni kaq keq ju femrat e sotme? Sa t\u2019ju b\u00ebjm\u00eb nj\u00eb\u00e7ik\u00eb komplimente, ju bini direkt n\u00eb dashuri!<\/p>\n

Shoqja ime ishte \u00e7uar nga tavolina, erdhi me vrap tek un\u00eb e me lot n\u00eb sy, m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n

– Do t\u00eb t\u00eb urrej derisa t\u00eb jem gjall\u00eb n\u00ebse nuk ndahesh q\u00eb tani nga ai plehr\u00eb, nga Erbi. \u00cbsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka nj\u00eb loj\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka e kurdisur. At\u00eb e ka futur Tiku t\u00eb lidhet me ty q\u00eb ta harrosh sepse ai ishte bezdisur nga sms-t\u00eb q\u00eb i ke \u00e7uar ti 6 muaj prapa ndarjes.<\/p>\n

Nuk e doja veten! N\u00eb moment i shkrova nj\u00eb sms Erbit dhe i thash\u00eb t\u00eb fshinte numrin tim e t\u00eb m\u00eb harronte nj\u00ebher\u00eb e mir\u00eb sepse tashm\u00eb i dol\u00ebn lakrat n\u00eb shesh. Ende e vuaj talljen q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebn\u00eb ata t\u00eb dy, por t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn kam m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb mos gaboj dhe n\u00eb t\u00eb ardhmen, do t\u00eb di zgjedh.<\/p>\n

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Vendosa ta shkruaja historin\u00eb time p\u00ebr t\u00eb treguar di\u00e7ka p\u00ebr veten. Jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb 23 vje\u00e7e dhe quhem Anila. Dua t\u2019ju tregoj se si u tall\u00ebn me mua dhe m\u00eb mor\u00ebn p\u00ebr budallaqe kur isha ende adoleshente. Gjithmon\u00eb kam menduar se dashuria e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb ekzistonte vet\u00ebm n\u00ebp\u00ebr p\u00ebrralla dhe k\u00ebshtu \u00ebsht\u00eb, edhe pse dikush m\u00eb […]<\/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-1846","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1846","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=1846"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1846\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1846"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1846"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1846"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}