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Para 20 vjet\u00ebsh, nisi historia ime e gjat\u00eb dhe mizore. Them mizore pasi e\ntill\u00eb u tregova un\u00eb duke u shkaktuar shum\u00eb dhimbje disa njer\u00ebzve, por mbi t\u00eb\ngjitha, njeriut tim m\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjt\u00eb. N\u00eb vitin 1990, familja vendosi t\u00eb m\u00eb fejonte\nme nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb jetonte n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb. I ati i djalit kishte shum\u00eb vite q\u00eb ishte\narratisur n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb dhe ishte martuar me nj\u00eb grua gjermane. Nga kjo martes\u00eb\nkishte lindur ky djal\u00eb. Ishte nj\u00eb familje shum\u00eb e pasur. Kur prind\u00ebrit e mi m\u00eb\ntreguan nga ishte ai, un\u00eb, pa e par\u00eb fare, u thash\u00eb se pranoja t\u00eb fejohesha. Pranova\nmenjeher\u00eb sepse ai kishte para dhe mua nuk do t\u00eb m\u00eb mungonte asgj\u00eb, por mbi t\u00eb\ngjitha, do t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb; atje ku \u00e7do shqiptar e kishte \u00ebnd\u00ebrr t\u00eb\nshkonte. Erdhi dita kur ai, s\u00eb bashku me familjen e vet, do t\u00eb vinin n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri,\nn\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb. Ata erdh\u00ebn t\u00eb tre bashk\u00eb. Kur e pash\u00eb djalin, megjith\u00ebse ai\nishte shum\u00eb simpatik, nuk ndjeva ndonj\u00eb emocion t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb, por mendoja vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr\nt\u00eb ardhmen time. Do t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb, do t\u00eb isha shum\u00eb e pasur dhe do t\u00eb\nkisha gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb nuk e kisha pasur. Na prezantuan dhe ne i dham\u00eb dor\u00ebn nj\u00ebri-tjetrit.\nAi nuk dinte asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb shqip pasi ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb kishte ardhur n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri.\nIshte shum\u00eb i entuziazmuar dhe un\u00eb i p\u00eblqeja shum\u00eb. Nuk m\u2019i hiqte syt\u00eb n\u00eb asnj\u00eb\nmoment. B\u00ebm\u00eb fejes\u00ebn dhe gjith\u00e7ka shkoi p\u00ebr mrekulli. M\u00eb kishte bler\u00eb shum\u00eb\nveshje dhe bizhuteri; gj\u00ebra q\u00eb un\u00eb s\u2019i kisha parr\u00eb kurr\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time. M\u00eb pas,\nai, bashk\u00eb me familjen, u nis\u00ebn p\u00ebr n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb dhe atje filluan t\u00eb b\u00ebnin dokumentet\np\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb marr\u00eb edhe mua me vete. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ai m\u00eb telefonoi dhe m\u00eb tha se letrat ishin gati dhe do t\u00eb vinte t\u00eb\nm\u00eb merrte. Un\u00eb mezi prisja, s\u2019po m\u00eb durohej dot derisa t\u00eb niseshim. Ata u\nkthyen dhe djali m\u00eb ftoi nj\u00eb dit\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb shkonim p\u00ebr dark\u00eb. Ndjehesha shum\u00eb e\nlumtur, pasi p\u00ebr mua ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb po shkoja n\u00eb nj\u00eb restorant. M\u00eb \u00e7oi n\u00eb\nrestorantin q\u00eb ndodhej te 15 kat\u00ebshi. M\u00eb dukej si \u00ebnd\u00ebrr n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, pasi nuk\nkisha mundur dot ta shihja nga af\u00ebr 15 kat\u00ebshin e jo m\u00eb t\u00eb ulesha p\u00ebr t\u00eb ngr\u00ebn\u00eb\natje. Kisha d\u00ebshir\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ata q\u00eb m\u00eb njihnin, t\u00eb m\u00eb shihnin. Ishte nj\u00eb\nndjenj\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb vinte natyrsh\u00ebm. Ai, me nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb lule n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe me nj\u00eb unaz\u00eb\nfloriri shum\u00eb t\u00eb madhe, m\u00eb propozoi q\u00eb t\u00eb martoheshim. E mora unaz\u00ebn, e vura\nmenj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb gisht dhe i thash\u00eb se pranoja q\u00eb t\u00eb martohem. Ai m\u00eb tha se dasma\ndo t\u00eb b\u00ebhej pas nj\u00eb jave dhe menj\u00ebher\u00eb pas dasm\u00ebs, ne do t\u00eb niseshim bashk\u00eb p\u00ebr\nn\u00eb Amerik\u00eb. Ndjehesha n\u00eb qiellin e shtat\u00eb, nuk po e besoja. T\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto t\u00eb\nmira po m\u00eb ndodhnin mua! Ai ishte p\u00ebrgatitur p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjitha. M\u00eb kishte sjell\u00eb\ntre fustan\u00eb nus\u00ebrie, shum\u00eb bizhuteri dhe shum\u00eb e shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tjera. Erdhi\ndita kur do t\u00eb martoheshim dhe familja e tij bisedoi me familjen time q\u00eb me t\u00eb\ngjitha shpezimet e dasm\u00ebs t\u00eb merreshin ata. Dasma u organizua dhe doli nj\u00eb\nmrekulli; nj\u00eb dasm\u00eb q\u00eb do ta \u00ebnd\u00ebrronin t\u00eb gjith\u00eb. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes,\nu nis\u00ebm p\u00ebr n\u00eb aeroport p\u00ebr t\u00eb shkuar n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb. Nuk kisha mundur t\u00eb shkoja\nkurr\u00eb n\u00eb aeroport dhe as nuk e dija nga ishte e jo m\u00eb t\u00eb hipja edhe n\u00eb avion. Si\np\u00ebrfundim, u nis\u00ebm dhe ishte nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtim i mrekulluesh\u00ebm. Rruga zgjati gati 15\nor\u00eb dhe un\u00eb ndjehesha shum\u00eb e lumtur. Mb\u00ebrrit\u00ebm atje dhe kur zbrita nga taksia,\n\u00e7\u2019t\u00eb shihja?! Nj\u00eb qytet me nd\u00ebrtesa t\u00eb st\u00ebrm\u00ebdha, nj\u00eb vend q\u00eb t\u00eb mahniste! Mbeta\ngoj\u00ebhapur. Qyteti ku jetonte burri im ishte Nju Jorku, t\u00eb cilin un\u00eb e kisha d\u00ebgjuar\nvet\u00ebm n\u00eb televizor dhe kurr\u00eb nuk ma kishte marr\u00eb mendja se do t\u00eb kisha shkuar\nndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, aq m\u00eb tep\u00ebr rreth viteve \u201890. Arrit\u00ebm n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ku do t\u00eb jetonim,\nnj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi shum\u00eb e madhe, me nj\u00eb oborr t\u00eb gjelb\u00ebruar. Ndjehesha sikur isha n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr,\nnuk e besoja q\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha ato do t\u00eb ishin t\u00eb miat. Burri m\u00eb ftoi brenda q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb\ntregonte dhom\u00ebn ku do t\u00eb rrinim bashk\u00eb. Nuk kisha par\u00eb kurr\u00eb nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb aq t\u00eb\nbukur, nuk kam fjal\u00eb t\u2019jua p\u00ebrshkruaj…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kaluan disa muaj dhe un\u00eb tashm\u00eb kisha m\u00ebsuar edhe gjuh\u00ebn shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Kisha\nfilluar t\u00eb dilja edhe vet\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr qytet. Pas disa koh\u00ebsh mbeta shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb. T\u00eb\nthem t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, nuk u entuziazmova aspak q\u00eb prisja nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa im shoq\nishte njeriu m\u00eb i lumtur. Nuk m\u00eb linte asgj\u00eb mangut. M\u00eb blinte gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb\ndoja. Ai donte q\u00eb t\u00eb ishim sa m\u00eb t\u00eb lumtur, sidomos tani q\u00eb do t\u00eb krijonim\nfamilje. Po n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin qytet jetonte edhe xhaxhai i burrit bashk\u00eb me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt\ne tij dhe ne shkonim shum\u00eb shpesh, duke qen\u00eb se vet\u00ebm ata kishim aty. Shkonim\nthuajse \u00e7do dit\u00eb dhe ju nuk do ta besoni, por un\u00eb rash\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri me nj\u00ebrin\nprej djemve t\u00eb tij. Sa her\u00eb e shihja, m\u00eb mbushte me jet\u00eb! Kisha v\u00ebn\u00eb re se edhe\nai m\u00eb shihte n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn m\u00ebnyr\u00eb. Vendosa ta mbaja n\u00eb heshtje ndjenj\u00ebn q\u00eb\nkisha, pasi nuk doja t\u00eb humbisja ato q\u00eb kisha, por n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, un\u00eb nuk e\ndoja aspak tim shoq. M\u00eb vinte keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb pasi ai b\u00ebnte shum\u00eb p\u00ebr mua, por nuk\nmunda ta dashuroja kurr\u00eb; gjithmon\u00eb shtiresha me t\u00eb. Ndjenjat nuk komandohen\nprandaj m\u00eb vinte shum\u00eb keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb u gjenda vet\u00ebm me kush\u00ebririn e tij dhe ai m\u00eb tha: \u201cAt\u00eb q\u00eb ndjejm\u00eb\nq\u00eb t\u00eb dy nuk mund ta fshehim dot\u201d. Nuk durova m\u00eb dhe menj\u00ebher\u00eb e putha. T\u00eb dy u\nputh\u00ebm dhe p\u00ebrfunduam duke fjetur bashk\u00eb. Ndjehesha shum\u00eb keq, pasi e dija shum\u00eb\nmir\u00eb q\u00eb kisha tradhtuar, por nuk mund t\u2019ia thosha dot t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn tim shoqi. Kush\u00ebriri\ni tij m\u00eb tha ta mbanim t\u00eb fsheht\u00eb lidhjen q\u00eb kishim nisur dhe ashtu b\u00ebm\u00eb p\u00ebr\ndisa vjet me radh\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, un\u00eb linda vajz\u00eb dhe ajo u rrit e u b\u00eb 10 vje\u00e7e. P\u00ebr\ngjith\u00eb k\u00ebto vite un\u00eb e kisha mbajtur t\u00eb fshehur lidhjen q\u00eb kisha me kush\u00ebririn\ne burrit. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb un\u00eb shkova n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij dhe t\u00eb dy po putheshim e p\u00ebrqafoheshim,\nkur n\u00eb at\u00eb moment hyri im shoq dhe na gjeti bashk\u00eb. Nuk e desha veten, mendova\nse n\u00eb at\u00eb moment gjith\u00e7ka mori fund. Mendova se do t\u00eb na vriste t\u00eb dyve, por ai\npasi pa k\u00ebt\u00eb sken\u00eb, nuk tha asgj\u00eb, por doli dhe e mbylli der\u00ebn me forc\u00eb. Nuk\ndoja t\u00eb kthehesha m\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe vendosa t\u00eb jetoja me njeriun q\u00eb doja. Im\nshoq nisi gjyqin p\u00ebr divorc, vendosi t\u00eb merrte edhe vajz\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb hoqi t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn\np\u00ebr ta takuar. Ndjehesha shum\u00eb keq, pasi v\u00ebrtet kisha fituar njeriun q\u00eb\ndashuroja, por nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht, humba njeriun m\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjt\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime. Her\u00eb\npas here shkoja t\u00eb takoja vajz\u00ebn edhe ajo vinte t\u00eb m\u00eb takonte, por ende nuk e\ndinte arsyen se p\u00ebrse ishim ndar\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ajo e mori vesh dhe vendosi t\u00eb mos\nm\u00eb takonte m\u00eb. Un\u00eb, gjat\u00eb k\u00ebsaj kohe, linda edhe dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb binjak\u00eb me burrin q\u00eb\ne mora me dashuri. Dy v\u00ebllez\u00ebrit, dometh\u00ebn\u00eb ish-vjehrri im dhe babai i burrit q\u00eb\nkisha aktualisht, tashm\u00eb urreheshin. N\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb q\u00eb jetoja tani nuk kisha m\u00eb\nlluks, por duhet t\u00eb punoja q\u00eb t\u00eb jetoja, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb atje nuk punoja, por vet\u00ebm\nharxhoja para. Humba edhe pasurin\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime, vajz\u00ebn. Ndjehem\nshum\u00eb keq q\u00eb jeta ime mori k\u00ebt\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb dhe kjo gj\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr fajin tim.\nNdjehem fajtore p\u00ebr vajz\u00ebn time q\u00eb e mori vesh se \u00e7far\u00eb n\u00ebne jam e gjithashtu\nndjehem shum\u00eb fajtore ndaj ish-burrit tim, q\u00eb b\u00ebnte gjith\u00e7ka p\u00ebr mua dhe un\u00eb ia\nshp\u00ebrbleva n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb. Ndjehem shum\u00eb e penduar q\u00eb kam shkaktuar kaq shum\u00eb\ndhimbje. Nuk dua t\u00eb justifikohem, por ndjenjat nuk frenohen dhe k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb un\u00eb\nnuk munda ta ndalja dot. Tani v\u00ebrtet kam familjen e lumtur q\u00eb d\u00ebshiroja, por m\u00eb\nmungon shum\u00eb vajza ime dhe nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb brenda meje do t\u00eb mbetet gjithmon\u00eb bosh. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Para 20 vjet\u00ebsh, nisi historia ime e gjat\u00eb dhe mizore. Them mizore pasi e till\u00eb u tregova un\u00eb duke u shkaktuar shum\u00eb dhimbje disa njer\u00ebzve, por mbi t\u00eb gjitha, njeriut tim m\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjt\u00eb. N\u00eb vitin 1990, familja vendosi t\u00eb m\u00eb fejonte me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb jetonte n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb. I ati i djalit kishte shum\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":20826,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[245],"class_list":["post-21401","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh","tag-mekat"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21401","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=21401"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21401\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/20826"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21401"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21401"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21401"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}