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Jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb nga nj\u00eb fshat i Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb Mesme dhe d\u00ebshiroj t\u00eb mbetem\nanonime, ndaj do t\u2019ju lutesha shum\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb ma ruani emrin sekret. Pseudonimin po\ne v\u00eb Perla…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jam 17 vje\u00e7e dhe kam mbaruar vet\u00ebm shkoll\u00ebn tet\u00ebvje\u00e7are, pasi prind\u00ebrit i\nkam shum\u00eb fanatik\u00eb dhe nuk donin q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb qytet dhe t\u00eb vazhdoja\nshkoll\u00ebn e mesme e m\u00eb pas t\u00eb lart\u00ebn. Un\u00eb faktikisht kisha shum\u00eb qejf t\u00eb shkoja\nn\u00eb Universitetin e Tiran\u00ebs, sepse aty kam disa shoqe t\u00eb miat q\u00eb jan\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdha\nse un\u00eb. Ato m\u00eb flasin p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn e tyre studentore dhe kur vijn\u00eb fundjavave, un\u00eb\ni shoh me sy dhe plas me zem\u00ebr. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ja q\u00eb k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb e shkruar p\u00ebr mua, ose m\u00eb mir\u00eb, fatin tim e shkruajt\u00ebn\nprind\u00ebrit e mi, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt dhe pse i dua, e pranoj q\u00eb jan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb prapambetur. Faktikisht,\nne nuk jemi n\u00eb gjendje shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb ekonomike, v\u00ebllai im i vet\u00ebm shkon her\u00eb\npas here jasht\u00eb shtetit dhe edhe pse \u00ebsht\u00eb i sh\u00ebtitur, kur i thon\u00eb, prap\u00eb s\u00eb\nprap\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb fanatik p\u00ebr mua dhe m\u00eb thot\u00eb:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– S\u2019ke pun\u00eb ti t\u00eb shkosh n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb! Duhet t\u00eb rrish n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, t\u00eb m\u00ebsosh se\nsi gatuhet dhe ta b\u00ebsh sht\u00ebpin\u00eb xix\u00eb. Do t\u00eb t\u00eb gjej v\u00ebllai nj\u00eb burr\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb\nmeritoj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb e kund\u00ebrshtoj shpesh e i them se \u201cdua q\u00eb ta gjej vet\u00eb burrin e jet\u00ebs\nsime\u201d, edhe pse e di q\u00eb k\u00ebtu n\u00eb fshat nuk ka mbetur asnj\u00eb djal\u00eb, sepse kan\u00eb koh\u00eb\nq\u00eb kan\u00eb ikur n\u00eb emigracion, ose jan\u00eb fejuar e martuar. K\u00ebshtu, un\u00eb vet\u00eb e di q\u00eb\nnuk kam nga ta gjej, por prap\u00eb s\u00eb prap\u00eb nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqen ajo m\u00ebnyra e prapambetur\np\u00ebr t\u00eb lidhur dy njer\u00ebz, shkuesia. Im v\u00eblla m\u00eb thot\u00eb:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– M\u00eb shum\u00eb se ne t\u00eb familjes, nuk do t\u00eb t\u00eb doj\u00eb njeri. Un\u00eb jam vet\u00eb mashkull\ndhe i shoh shum\u00eb mir\u00eb shok\u00ebt e mi se si tallen me femrat. Nuk do t\u00eb lejoj q\u00eb\nasnj\u00ebri t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb t\u00eb n\u00ebjjt\u00ebn gj\u00eb me ty. Prandaj, un\u00eb do ta gjej m\u00eb t\u00eb mirin p\u00ebr\nty, ama ta njoh un\u00eb mir\u00eb e mir\u00eb nj\u00ebher\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb thot\u00eb k\u00ebshtu, m\u00eb vjen t\u00eb qaj, t\u00eb plas. Mbaj mend \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb ndodhi\nkur isha vet\u00ebm 16 vje\u00e7e, dometh\u00ebn\u00eb para nj\u00eb viti. Erdhi v\u00ebllai nga Zvicra dhe m\u00eb\ntha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Motra, t\u00eb shtun\u00ebn do t\u00eb vij\u00eb nj\u00eb shoku im, do t\u00eb ikim t\u00eb tre n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb q\u00eb\nt\u00eb pim\u00eb nj\u00eb kafe dhe ti shikoje a t\u00eb p\u00eblqen apo jo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb, t\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, isha dhe kurioze. Nga nj\u00ebra an\u00eb mezi prisja q\u00eb t\u00eb\ndilja me v\u00ebllain pasi m\u00ebrzitem shum\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, me pun\u00eb fshati, ashtu si\u00e7 mezi\npres shoqet q\u00eb t\u00eb vijn\u00eb nga Tirana dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb thon\u00eb se si e kan\u00eb kaluar jav\u00ebn…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Po ju tregoja p\u00ebr takimin q\u00eb kishim l\u00ebn\u00eb me v\u00ebllain. Mbaj mend q\u00eb isha shum\u00eb\ne emocionuar dhe vesha nj\u00eb pal\u00eb xhinse dhe nj\u00eb bluz\u00eb q\u00eb ai sapo ma kishte sjell\u00eb.\nDol\u00ebm me v\u00ebllain me makin\u00eb, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb shoku i tij po na priste te nj\u00eb lokal n\u00eb\nqend\u00ebr t\u00eb Tiran\u00ebs. Kur u fut\u00ebm, v\u00ebllai m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Ja, \u00ebsht\u00eb ai djali i veshur me t\u00eb zeza atje te cepi!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk po u besoja syve t\u00eb mi q\u00eb v\u00ebllai m\u00eb kishte nxjerr\u00eb nga sht\u00ebpia p\u00ebr nj\u00eb halabak\nt\u00eb till\u00eb. E di q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb pretendoj nj\u00eb djal\u00eb me shkoll\u00eb e tiranas, por t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn\ndua nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb pash\u00ebm q\u00eb edhe n\u00ebse nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb mir\u00eb ekonomike, t\u00eb\npakt\u00ebn t\u00eb jet\u00eb njeri. Mezi po pres q\u00eb t\u00eb kem nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi timen, nj\u00eb familje\ntimen, por jo me nj\u00eb burr\u00eb sa p\u00ebr t\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai djali nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqeu fare dhe mezi po prisja sa t\u00eb \u00e7ohesha nga tavolina,\nnd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb me sa pash\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb ishte e kund\u00ebrta. Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb donim t\u00eb\nngriheshim, i thoshte v\u00ebllait:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Po prit o lale se s\u2019kemi mbaruar akoma!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur erdh\u00ebm n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, v\u00ebllai m\u00eb pyeti n\u00ebse m\u00eb kishte p\u00eblqyer apo jo dhe un\u00eb\ni thash\u00eb: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Nuk dua t\u2019ia shoh m\u00eb boj\u00ebn!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por ai m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Si the? Po ai \u00ebsht\u00eb shoku im, \u00ebsht\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb ka q\u00ebllime serioze dhe do t\u00eb\nket\u00eb nj\u00eb familje, do t\u00eb ket\u00eb nj\u00eb grua, f\u00ebmij\u00eb. \u00c7far\u00eb nuk t\u00eb p\u00eblqen n\u00eb gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb,\napo do q\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb kaloj\u00eb jeta duke bredhur dhe duke u tallur \u00e7unat me ty?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb vazhdoja ta kund\u00ebrshtoja, por ai m\u00eb q\u00eblloi. K\u00ebtyre k\u00ebrc\u00ebnimeve iu\nshtuan edhe fjal\u00ebt e prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb cil\u00ebt mundoheshin t\u00eb m\u00eb mbushnin mendjen duke\nu nisur vet\u00ebm nga fjal\u00ebt e v\u00ebllait, edhe pse ata nuk e njihnin fare at\u00eb djal\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb moment un\u00eb u ngrita, mora nj\u00eb thik\u00eb dhe vrapova p\u00ebr n\u00eb banjo. U\nmundova t\u00eb prisja damar\u00ebt, por nuk ia dola dot pasi erdhi v\u00ebllai dhe e shqeu\nder\u00ebn me forc\u00eb. Qaja me d\u00ebnes\u00eb. Nuk e kuptoja \u00e7\u2019po m\u00eb ndodhte me at\u00eb shpejt\u00ebsi\nt\u00eb sk\u00ebterrshme. Isha vet\u00ebm 16 vje\u00e7e dhe jeta p\u00ebr nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr t\u00eb pafat si un\u00eb m\u00eb\ndukej aq absurde sa nuk ia vlente ta jetoje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk m\u00eb lan\u00eb ta nd\u00ebrtoja vet\u00eb fatin. Kam gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn q\u00eb rri e mbyllur n\u00eb\nsht\u00ebpi, b\u00ebj pun\u00eb, laj e shp\u00eblaj si sh\u00ebrb\u00ebtore dhe merrem me kafsh\u00ebt q\u00eb mbajm\u00eb e\nkjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb aspak ajo \u00e7ka un\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrroja!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tani im v\u00eblla kur vjen nga jasht\u00eb mundohet t\u00eb m\u00eb g\u00ebzoj\u00eb me ndonj\u00eb dhurat\u00eb,\npor as ai e asnj\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb nuk e harron dot at\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi mua. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
E di q\u00eb n\u00eb mos sot, nes\u00ebr do t\u00eb vij\u00eb nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb hyj\u00eb shkes,\nsepse k\u00ebtu nuk ka m\u00ebnyr\u00eb tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebr t\u2019u takuar me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb e p\u00ebr ta njohur\nat\u00eb. K\u00ebshtu, jeta ime mori t\u00eb tat\u00ebpjet\u00ebn q\u00ebkur linda, q\u00ebkur fati im ishte i\nshkruar t\u00eb ishte n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb vend t\u00eb humbur, me k\u00ebt\u00eb mentalitet t\u00eb prapambetur, q\u00eb\nkush e di kur do t\u00eb ndryshoj\u00eb! Perla <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Jam nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb nga nj\u00eb fshat i Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb Mesme dhe d\u00ebshiroj t\u00eb mbetem anonime, ndaj do t\u2019ju lutesha shum\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb ma ruani emrin sekret. Pseudonimin po e v\u00eb Perla… Jam 17 vje\u00e7e dhe kam mbaruar vet\u00ebm shkoll\u00ebn tet\u00ebvje\u00e7are, pasi prind\u00ebrit i kam shum\u00eb fanatik\u00eb dhe nuk donin q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb qytet […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":6713,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[254],"class_list":["post-20427","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori-personale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20427","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=20427"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20427\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6713"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20427"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20427"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}