P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje lexues te gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d. Mora edhe un\u00eb guximin p\u00ebr t\u00eb hedhur n\u00eb let\u00ebr historin\u00eb time t\u00eb hidhur. Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb djal\u00eb\u00a0 26 vje\u00e7ar nga Shqip\u00ebria e Mesme. Edhe un\u00eb, si gjith\u00eb bashk\u00ebmoshatar\u00ebt e mi, e kam kaluar nj\u00eb histori dashurie q\u00eb m\u00eb ka l\u00ebn\u00eb brenga e dhimbje. N\u00eb mosh\u00ebn 20 vje\u00e7are, u njoha me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb dhe mendoja se ajo do t\u00eb ishte p\u00ebr mua dahsuria e par\u00eb dhe e fundit. Un\u00eb punoja me nj\u00eb shok, ishim sip\u00ebrmarr\u00ebs p\u00ebr lyerjet e pun\u00ebt me karton xhes t\u00eb sht\u00ebpive dhe t\u00eb objekteve. Kisha shum\u00eb p\u00ebrfitime dhe me k\u00ebt\u00eb aktivitet, paguaja edhe pun\u00ebtor\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. Gjendja ime ekonomike ishte mjaft e mir\u00eb dhe un\u00eb arrija t\u00eb ndihmoja edhe familjen. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kur po kthehesha p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, u p\u00ebrballa me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb q\u00eb kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb e adhuroja at\u00eb, por pa dijeni t\u00eb saj. U p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeta me vajz\u00ebn n\u00eb fjal\u00eb dhe kuptova q\u00eb edhe asaj po i interesonte ku shkoja, \u00e7far\u00eb b\u00ebja, me \u00e7far\u00eb merresha. Kur i tregova se ku punoja, ajo u habit. Iu duk e pabesueshme q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb punoja, pasi kishte nj\u00eb opinion krejt ndryshe p\u00ebr mua. U ndam\u00eb pas k\u00ebsaj bisede t\u00eb par\u00eb dhe vazhdoi rutina e jet\u00ebs s\u00eb p\u00ebrditshme. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, n\u00eb pun\u00eb, rrija gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs duke menduar p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Fytyra dhe syt\u00eb e saj\u00a0 t\u00eb bukur nuk m\u00eb hiqeshin nga mendja. Mendoja dhe imagjinoja shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra t\u00eb bukura. Ajo ishte shpirti im binjak. Gjat\u00eb dit\u00ebve n\u00eb vazhdim, m\u00eb shtynte kurioziteti t\u2019i rrija sa m\u00eb pran\u00eb dhe isha i gatsh\u00ebm t\u00eb b\u00ebja \u00e7do gj\u00eb e sakrific\u00eb q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb rrinte me mua e t\u00eb ishte fati im i p\u00ebrjetsh\u00ebm. Doja ta b\u00ebja t\u00eb lumtur e t\u00eb g\u00ebzuar n\u00eb \u00e7do aspekt t\u00eb jet\u00ebs, t\u2019ia plot\u00ebsoja \u00e7do d\u00ebshir\u00eb, sepse m\u00eb shtynte dashuria q\u00eb un\u00eb ndjeja p\u00ebr t\u00eb n\u00eb zem\u00ebr. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ia arrita q\u00ebllimit tim, q\u00eb t\u2019i shprehja asaj vajze gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb ndjeja p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Pas disa bisedimeve t\u00eb gjata, ajo pranoi deri diku, duke mos qen\u00eb e sigurt\u00eb n\u00eb vetvete sepse kishte pasur nj\u00eb histori m\u00eb par\u00eb, gj\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb nuk e dija. Nga ajo histori ishte zhg\u00ebnjyer shum\u00eb dhe ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb pesimiste, saq\u00eb kishte arritur n\u00eb at\u00eb pik\u00eb sa i urrente djemt\u00eb e jo m\u00eb t\u00eb besonte tek ata. Elona, nga historia e saj e m\u00ebparshme, kishte pasur edhe nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb. Pas p\u00ebrfundimit t\u00eb asaj historie, kishte kuptuar q\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb nuk kishte m\u00eb g\u00ebzim dhe lumturi n\u00eb jet\u00eb. Pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb shkak, ajo nuk m\u00eb ktheu p\u00ebrgjigjen q\u00eb un\u00eb d\u00ebshiroja, pozitive. Un\u00eb nuk e dija t\u00eb kaluar\u00ebn e saj, megjithat\u00eb, kjo njohje m\u00eb shtyu t\u00eb interesohesha m\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb, madje deri te njer\u00ebzit e saj m\u00eb t\u00eb af\u00ebrt. Ata m\u00eb treguan t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn e k\u00ebsaj historie q\u00eb kishte ndodhur. Pasi m\u00ebsova gjith\u00e7ka, k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb takohesha me t\u00eb dhe t\u00eb bisedonim sepse edhe un\u00eb ndihesha keq shpirt\u00ebrisht. Kur e takova, gjat\u00eb bised\u00ebs ajo m\u00eb tregoi arsyet p\u00ebrse nuk m\u00eb pranonte. M\u00eb tha q\u00eb kishte f\u00ebmij\u00eb. Un\u00eb, duke u ndjer\u00eb i stresuar dhe duke ndjer\u00eb keqardhje p\u00ebr fatkeq\u00ebsit\u00eb q\u00eb i kishin ndodhur asaj vajze, fillova t\u2019i jepja kurajo dhe t\u2019i premtoja gjith\u00e7ka. Po i flisja me zem\u00ebr e me shpirt t\u00eb past\u00ebr. I thash\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u2019i plot\u00ebsoja \u00e7do d\u00ebshir\u00eb asaj dhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebs, se do t\u00eb isha p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb pran\u00eb saj dhe do t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjesha p\u00ebr t\u00eb deri n\u00eb fund t\u00eb jet\u00ebs time. E doja jasht\u00eb mase dhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb, mund t\u00eb jepja edhe jet\u00ebn. Pasi po i premtonim nj\u00ebri-tjetrit se asgj\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb na ndante deri n\u00eb vdekje, u bashkuam dhe filluam lidhjen ton\u00eb. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb koh\u00eb nga mungesat q\u00eb b\u00ebja n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb time, t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit e mi di\u00e7ka kuptuan dhe po m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonin llogari; ku rrija, ku shkoja dhe me k\u00eb jetoja, sepse nuk kishte ndodhur nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb dhe ishte di\u00e7ka q\u00eb binte tep\u00ebr n\u00eb sy. Un\u00eb mundohesha t\u2019i qet\u00ebsoja dhe t\u2019u thoja q\u00eb s\u2019kishte ndodhur asgj\u00eb e keqe, vet\u00ebm punoja dhe ngaq\u00eb vonohesha n\u00eb pun\u00eb, nuk kisha koh\u00eb t\u00eb kthehesha n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi n\u00eb or\u00ebt e vona dhe q\u00eb rrija te sht\u00ebpia e shokut tim, me t\u00eb cilin punoja. Pas disa koh\u00ebsh, njer\u00ebzit e mi e mor\u00ebn vesh t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb than\u00eb: \u201cLargohu nga ajo vajz\u00eb sepse ti je akoma i ri dhe ajo nuk t\u00eb p\u00ebrket ty\u201d. P\u00ebr mua, k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb ishin t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme sepse m\u2019i tha n\u00ebna ime, q\u00eb normalisht, m\u00eb donte vet\u00ebm t\u00eb mir\u00ebn, por dashuria q\u00eb kisha p\u00ebr Elon\u00ebn. Pas disa koh\u00ebsh, njer\u00ebzit e mi e mor\u00ebn vesh t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb than\u00eb: \u201cLargohu nga ajo vajz\u00eb sepse ti je akoma i ri dhe ajo nuk t\u00eb p\u00ebrket ty\u201d. P\u00ebr mua, k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb ishin t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme sepse m\u2019i tha n\u00ebna ime, q\u00eb normalisht, m\u00eb donte vet\u00ebm t\u00eb mir\u00ebn, por dashuria q\u00eb kisha p\u00ebr Elon\u00ebn m\u00eb shtynte t\u00eb mos arsyetoja m\u00eb p\u00ebr familjen e p\u00ebr fjal\u00ebt q\u00eb m\u00eb thonin prind\u00ebrit dhe i braktisa p\u00ebr shum\u00eb koh\u00eb. I isha p\u00ebrkushtuar me mish e me shpirt vet\u00ebm Elon\u00ebs. P\u00ebr mua, ajo ishte gjith\u00e7ka. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, n\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, v\u00ebllai im m\u00eb i vog\u00ebl erdhi p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb takuar te sht\u00ebpia ku ne jetonim. Ai ishte i tronditur dhe i shqet\u00ebsuar. Un\u00eb kuptova q\u00eb ai nuk ishte si her\u00ebt e tjera (ai ishte i vetmi nga t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit e mi, q\u00eb m\u00eb takonte). Ai, duke q\u00ebndruar te nj\u00eb bar ku pinte kafen si zakonisht, ishte mpleksur dhe grindur me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb rritur. Nga kjo z\u00ebnk\u00eb, ai kishte dal\u00eb i ofenduar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Duke pasur besim dhe mb\u00ebshtetje\ntek un\u00eb, m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb shkonim dhe ta sqaronim k\u00ebt\u00eb problem. Mora v\u00ebllain dhe\nshkova te lokali. Gjat\u00eb atij momenti q\u00eb duhej t\u00eb ishte vet\u00ebm sqarues, un\u00eb nuk e\nruajta dot kontrollin dhe e q\u00ebllova djalin q\u00eb kishte ofenduar e goditur v\u00ebllain\ntim. Nuk zgjati shum\u00eb koh\u00eb dhe mb\u00ebrriti policia. Ata m\u00eb prangos\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb\nd\u00ebrguan n\u00eb komisariatin e qytetit tim. Jam n\u00eb burg edhe sot q\u00eb po jua shkruaj\nk\u00ebt\u00eb let\u00ebr. E dashura ime vinte dhe m\u00eb takonte rregullisht muajt e par\u00eb.\nPastaj, filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb largohej pa arsye dhe pa shkak dhe s\u2019po kuptoja \u00e7far\u00eb\nkishte ndodhur me t\u00eb, deri kur m\u00eb erdhi nj\u00eb lajm krejt\u00ebsisht i papritur… E\nmora vesh arsyen pse m\u00eb ishte larguar. Ajo m\u00eb kishte z\u00ebvend\u00ebsuar me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr!\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ju betohem, t\u00eb dashur lexues, m\u2019u\nduk sikur m\u00eb ra qielli mbi kok\u00eb. \u00c7do gj\u00eb m\u00eb dukej tep\u00ebr e kot\u00eb, pa shpres\u00eb e pa\nkuptim. Nuk e mendoja kurr\u00eb se do t\u00eb ndodhte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb, sidomos me\ntradhti, pasi s\u2019e meritoja; ia plot\u00ebsova t\u00eb gjitha kushtet, nuk ua vura veshin\nprind\u00ebrve t\u00eb mi, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt edhe sot, nuk m\u00eb flasin. E pranova ashtu si\u00e7 ishte,\nme f\u00ebmij\u00eb, karakterin tim e hodha p\u00ebrtok\u00eb. \u00cbndrrat e mia u shuan duke menduar\nvet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Arrita t\u2019ia qet\u00ebsoja shpirtin duke e larguar nga realiteti i eg\u00ebr\nn\u00eb t\u00eb cilin po jetojm\u00eb sot. Asaj femre un\u00eb i dhash\u00eb drit\u00ebn e shpres\u00ebs q\u00eb ajo e\nkishte humbur, por gjithsesi, un\u00eb jam nga ata djem q\u00eb pavar\u00ebsisht k\u00ebtyre\ngj\u00ebrave q\u00eb m\u00eb kushtuan, gjej kurajon dhe guximin q\u00eb me an\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebsaj gazete, t\u00eb\nshpalos edhe ndjenjat e mia, duke u dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebsim t\u00eb gjith\u00eb atyre djemve dhe\nvajzave q\u00eb dashurohen. Mua s\u2019ma merr m\u00eb mendja q\u00eb asaj vajze t\u00eb mund t\u2019i dal m\u00eb\np\u00ebrpara. Karakteri im nuk m\u00eb lejon q\u00eb ta mallkoj, p\u00ebrkundrazi, do t\u2019i uroj\ngjith\u00eb t\u00eb mirat e k\u00ebsaj bote. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
E gjith\u00eb kjo histori m\u00eb b\u00ebn t\u00eb\nvler\u00ebsoj th\u00ebnien e madhe t\u00eb Aristotelit: \u201cNga t\u00eb gjitha cil\u00ebsit\u00eb, ajo q\u00eb duhet\nta karakterizoj\u00eb njeriun n\u00eb \u00e7do hallk\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebs dhe e dallon nga t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt, \u00ebsht\u00eb\narsyeja\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
T\u00eb dashur lexues, ju k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb\nfalur p\u00ebr koh\u00ebn q\u00eb ju mora p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb histori. D\u00ebshiroj q\u00eb kur ta lexoni k\u00ebt\u00eb\nhistori, t\u00eb m\u00ebsoni di\u00e7ka prej saj dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb shkruani ndonj\u00eb sugjerim tuajin\nedhe mua, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb adres\u00eb: E.C. I.E.V.P. Peqin. Faleminderit p\u00ebr mir\u00ebkuptimin.\nMe respekt e Zoti ju bekoft\u00eb!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje lexues te gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d. Mora edhe un\u00eb guximin p\u00ebr t\u00eb hedhur n\u00eb let\u00ebr historin\u00eb time t\u00eb hidhur. Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb djal\u00eb\u00a0 26 vje\u00e7ar nga Shqip\u00ebria e Mesme. Edhe un\u00eb, si gjith\u00eb bashk\u00ebmoshatar\u00ebt e mi, e kam kaluar nj\u00eb histori dashurie q\u00eb m\u00eb ka l\u00ebn\u00eb brenga e dhimbje. N\u00eb mosh\u00ebn 20 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":20939,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[2237],"class_list":["post-20938","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori-burgu"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20938","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=20938"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20938\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/20939"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20938"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20938"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20938"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}