I dashur lexues, historia q\u00eb do t\u2019ju tregoj \u00ebsht\u00eb historia e jet\u00ebs sime dhe
\u00ebsht\u00eb po aq e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb sa jam un\u00eb prej mishi dhe kocke. N\u00eb vitet \u201980, p\u00ebr efekte pune, jetoja n\u00eb Vlor\u00eb pasi punoja n\u00eb ushtri. Kam qen\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri i thjesht\u00eb q\u00eb e doja pun\u00ebn dhe vazhdoj ta dua akoma, pasi ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb dashuria ime e par\u00eb. N\u00eb ushtri punoja n\u00eb shum\u00eb profesione, si saldator, murator, marangoz. Pas ndarjes me ish-t\u00eb dashur\u00ebn time p\u00ebr konflikte t\u00eb ndryshme, e kisha hequr mendjen nga dashuria njer\u00ebzore. N\u00eb at\u00eb periudh\u00eb, disa miq m\u00eb njoh\u00ebn me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, q\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb nj\u00ebher\u00eb e martuar dhe n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, punonte si sanitare n\u00eb spital.Kur e kam takuar p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb Fanin, sepse ashtu quhej, m\u00eb tha se kishte nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb tre vje\u00e7are dhe m\u2019u dhimbs. N\u00eb ambientin ku punonte kishte reputacion t\u00eb mir\u00eb, t\u00eb gjith\u00eb flisnin p\u00ebr nj\u00eb grua t\u00eb ndershme, pun\u00ebtore dhe t\u00eb varf\u00ebr, por q\u00eb n\u00eb hapat tona e para, doli n\u00eb pah nj\u00eb mashtrim; ajo nuk kishte vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb, por dy, kishte dhe nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb asokohe ishte tet\u00eb vje\u00e7ar, gj\u00eb q\u00eb nuk mund ta dija q\u00eb n\u00eb fillim, pasi isha i huaj n\u00eb at\u00eb vend. Megjithat\u00eb, natyra ime ishte e \u00e7ilt\u00ebr q\u00eb besonte kollaj. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt i kam dashur, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb, dy t\u00eb saj\u00ebt dhe nj\u00eb q\u00eb mund ta b\u00ebnim bashk\u00eb do ta forconte lidhjen ton\u00eb. Ishte nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr e bukur, lozonjare, q\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebnte p\u00ebr vete, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb u dashurova marr\u00ebzisht pas saj.E shikoja q\u00eb vuante, mundohej shum\u00eb p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt dhe kolektivi ku punonte e ndihmonte shum\u00eb. Nj\u00ebher\u00eb, kur sapo ishim lidhur, e pash\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb trast\u00eb kishte kavanoza. Kur e pyeta se p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb i nevojiteshin, m\u00eb tha: \u201cP\u00ebr t\u2019i shitur\u201d. Aty vendosa t\u00eb b\u00ebhesha burri i saj, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb u martuam. N\u00eb martes\u00ebn e saj t\u00eb par\u00eb, ajo kishte vuajtur pasi burri ishte pijanec, bixhozxhi dhe e rrihte. Ky fakt m\u00eb shtyu ta besoja akoma m\u00eb shum\u00eb q\u00eb nuk ishte faji i saj. Nga natyra, jam shum\u00eb tolerant, aq sa kam pir\u00eb kafe edhe me ish-burrin e saj. Shok\u00ebt m\u00eb flisnin sepse nuk mund ta konceptonin nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb, ishte anormale, por un\u00eb jam ky q\u00eb jam, mundohem t\u00eb krijoj marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie t\u00eb mira me k\u00ebdo. P\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e saj jam treguar m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00eb baba. Nj\u00eb her\u00eb, kur u s\u00ebmur\u00ebn nga fruthi, i k\u00ebrkoja llogari mjekut sikur t\u2019i kisha t\u00eb mit\u00eb, aq sa ai q\u00eb e dinte historin\u00eb, u habit.N\u00eb vitin\u201988, vendosa t\u00eb largohesha nga Vlora, duke menduar p\u00ebr perspektiv\u00ebn e familjes sime, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb u ktheva n\u00eb Elbasan. F\u00ebmij\u00eb tjet\u00ebr Zoti nuk na dha. Fani, sikurse e mora vesh m\u00eb von\u00eb, nuk mund t\u00eb b\u00ebnte f\u00ebmij\u00eb pasi e kishte hequr mitr\u00ebn. U zhg\u00ebnjeva, por nuk u ndava; m\u00eb kishte hyr\u00eb aq shum\u00eb n\u00eb zem\u00ebr saq\u00eb varesha nga buz\u00ebt e saj. N\u00eb vitin\u201990, hapa nj\u00eb zdrukthtari private. Isha i pari q\u00eb mora nj\u00eb li\u00e7enc\u00eb private, saq\u00eb nga g\u00ebzimi, vara te kumbulla nj\u00eb tabel\u00eb ku shkruhej: \u201cNd\u00ebrmarrje private\u201d. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb m\u00eb quanin kapitalist dhe ta mendosh q\u00eb aktivitetin e fillova me 10 mij\u00eb lek\u00eb borxh t\u00eb cilat ia kisha marr\u00eb hua daj\u00ebs tim. Njer\u00ebzit nuk arrin ta konceptonin di\u00e7ka private, por un\u00eb arrita t\u00eb pun\u00ebsoja 16 pun\u00ebtor\u00eb. Puna ecte mir\u00eb dhe familjes nuk i mungonte asgj\u00eb. Vajz\u00ebn e sh\u00ebtisja me makin\u00eb, pasi duke qen\u00eb m\u00eb e vog\u00ebl, e ndjeja m\u00eb af\u00ebr. E rregullova t\u00eb vazhdonte nj\u00eb shkoll\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb te murgeshat. Ajo, e till\u00eb konsiderohet dhe sot, si nj\u00eb nga shkollat m\u00eb t\u00eb mirat. Djalin, Mondin, mundohesha ta edukoja sa m\u00eb mir\u00eb. Ka patur raste kur jam treguar edhe i rrept\u00eb, pasi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi kisha vendosur rregulla strikte, q\u00eb t\u00eb mos vonohej n\u00eb dark\u00eb. Nj\u00eb her\u00eb, kur djali kishte vjedhur nj\u00eb elektromotor me shok\u00ebt, i fola n\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb arsyeshme. I till\u00eb jam un\u00eb, q\u00eb mendoja edhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt dhe i thosha shpesh djalit q\u00eb t\u00eb mos b\u00ebhej si i ati, por nj\u00eb njeri m\u00eb i mir\u00eb se ai. Kam p\u00ebrdorur shum\u00eb takt ose t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn ashtu mendoja, por \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb rrit\u00ebsh f\u00ebmij\u00ebn e tjetrit. N\u00eb vitet e para t\u00eb demokracis\u00eb, Mondi emigroi n\u00eb Itali. E ndihmova sa munda edhe me lek. M\u00eb kujtohet nj\u00eb her\u00eb kur vajza, Sonila, do t\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb eskursion n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs. Kur e mora vesh, lek\u00ebt ia dhash\u00eb vet\u00eb. Nj\u00eb her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, ajo do t\u00eb shkonte p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs, por un\u00eb nuk e dija dhe as Fani nuk m\u00eb kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb. Si p\u00ebr dreq, un\u00eb nuk i kontrolloja kurr\u00eb ushqimet. Blija shum\u00eb, pasi i kisha mund\u00ebsit\u00eb. Shikova n\u00eb frigoriver nj\u00eb shishe me l\u00ebng kumbulle, e pyeta Fanin se \u00e7far\u00eb ishte dhe ajo m\u00eb tha se Sonila do t\u00eb shkonte prap\u00eb n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs. E marr dhe e fluturoj shishen nga dritarja, duke i th\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebrse nuk m\u00eb kishe th\u00ebn\u00eb, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb mund t\u2019i jepja un\u00eb lek\u00ebt. Aty e kuptova se sa ndikim kishte n\u00ebna te f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, por edhe kur un\u00eb nevrikosesha, ajo e gjente m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb qet\u00ebsuar. N\u00eb \u201995, edhe vajza u largua n\u00eb Itali, e t\u00ebrhoqi i v\u00ebllai. Edhe k\u00ebsaj here, b\u00ebra \u00e7\u2019ishte e mundur. Nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb fillova t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitesha. I thash\u00eb Fanit q\u00eb t\u00eb iknim edhe ne si t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. K\u00ebshtu, emigruam n\u00eb Turqi. Shit\u00ebm sht\u00ebpin\u00eb dhe dyqanin, i mor\u00ebm me vete lek\u00ebt dhe filluam nj\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb re n\u00eb Turqi; atje punonim t\u00eb dy. Pas nj\u00eb periudhe 4 vje\u00e7are, u kthyem p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb Elbasan. Fillova t\u00eb punoja p\u00ebrs\u00ebri si marangoz. Kam patur fantazi n\u00eb pun\u00eb, por edhe m\u00eb ka ecur. Kur u kthyem, mora nj\u00eb dyqan me qira. Lek\u00ebt nuk i mbaja n\u00eb bank\u00eb, por n\u00ebp\u00ebr krah\u00ebt e divaneve. Nj\u00eb shum\u00eb e fsheha edhe posht\u00eb kompesat\u00ebs s\u00eb komos\u00eb. N\u00eb at\u00eb periudh\u00eb, Fanit iu ngrit mendja p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur n\u00eb Itali, por ishte shum\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebt nuk mund ta merrnin. Me ta flisja shpeshher\u00eb n\u00eb telefon. Marr\u00ebdh\u00ebniet i kishim t\u00eb mira. Asokohe, Mondi u fejua. Qe emri im i mir\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb lidhej ajo krushqi, pasi n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb turbullta, ishte shum\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u2019ia jepje vajz\u00ebn nj\u00eb emigranti. Fillova t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoja mund\u00ebsi p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur n\u00eb Itali bashk\u00eb me Fanin. Vajta n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs tek ime mot\u00ebr dhe menaxheri ku ajo punonte m\u00eb dha nj\u00eb gjys\u00ebm fjale p\u00ebr nj\u00eb viz\u00eb shengen, por p\u00ebr at\u00eb viz\u00eb ai k\u00ebrkonte 2 milion lek dhe pes\u00ebqind paradh\u00ebnie. Ime mot\u00ebr m\u00eb tha t\u00eb kisha kujdes, pasi besoja shum\u00eb te t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt… Kur ia thash\u00eb Fanit, ajo u lumturua. Lumturia e saj ishte dhe e imja. Kur i thash\u00eb se kisha vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb viz\u00eb, \u201cs\u2019ka gj\u00eb, m\u00eb tha, t\u00eb iki un\u00eb e para, pasi ti ke dhe sharrat. Ti eja pas meje\u201d. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb shit\u00ebm sht\u00ebpin\u00eb dhe jetonim me qira. Po b\u00ebnim gati pla\u00e7kat dhe un\u00eb, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, i b\u00ebra nj\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb konsiderueshme liretash. Kur mori viz\u00ebn, at\u00eb dit\u00eb e kemi gdhir\u00eb duke b\u00ebr\u00eb dashuri, pasi ajo dinte ta b\u00ebnte p\u00ebr vete nj\u00eb burr\u00eb, ishte nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr e bukur dhe me gusto. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen mora nj\u00eb taksi p\u00ebr ta \u00e7uar deri te trageti. I kisha prenotuar edhe nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb, q\u00eb t\u00eb ishte sa m\u00eb komode. Gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb rrug\u00ebs, qau dhe un\u00eb i merrja kok\u00ebn n\u00eb gji duke i th\u00ebn\u00eb se s\u00eb shpejti do t\u00eb bashkoheshim. Lot\u00ebt e saj nuk pushonin deri n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs. Gjat\u00eb rrug\u00ebs, kur u ul\u00ebm t\u00eb pinim nj\u00eb kafe me shoferin, ai p\u00ebr shaka i tha se sapo ajo t\u00eb ikte, un\u00eb do t\u00eb martohesha. Me lot n\u00eb sy dhe duke u puthur, u ndam\u00eb si t\u00eb ishte hera e fundit. Aty m\u00eb tha di\u00e7ka q\u00eb m\u00eb habiti dhe m\u00eb vuri n\u00eb dyshim. M\u00eb tha se i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb komshijes q\u00eb t\u00eb kujdesej p\u00ebr mua, por un\u00eb e dija fare mir\u00eb natyr\u00ebn e saj xheloze. Rruga e saj ishte e gjat\u00eb, pasi do t\u00eb shkonte deri n\u00eb Sanremo. Kur fol\u00ebm t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen n\u00eb telefon, po m\u00eb tregonte se sa bukur ishte atje. Meraku dhe malli nuk m\u00eb linin t\u00eb qet\u00eb k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb e mora p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb telefon, por nuk m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj njeri. N\u00eb telefonat\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr, me doli nusja e Mondit. E pyeta p\u00ebr Fanin dhe m\u00eb tha se kishte dal\u00eb me Mondin. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, m\u00eb doli Mondi n\u00eb telefon. Gj\u00ebja q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebri p\u00ebrshtypje ishte toni i tij, sikur t\u00eb ishim t\u00eb huaj. I thash\u00eb q\u00eb po b\u00ebhesha gati t\u00eb shkoja edhe un\u00eb atje.\u201c\u00c7\u2019do t\u00eb b\u00ebsh? – m\u00eb tha – K\u00ebtej s\u2019ka pun\u00eb\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cT\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb bashkim familjar\u201d, i thash\u00eb. \u201cNuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e mundur, pasi nuk kemi t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin mbiem\u00ebr\u201d, m\u00eb tha.Realisht, u nxeha: \u201cDo t\u00eb rri me gruan time!\u201d, i thash\u00eb.N\u00eb at\u00eb moment, m\u00eb tha nj\u00eb shprehje q\u00eb nuk e kisha d\u00ebgjuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb…- M\u00eb jep maman\u00eb! – i thash\u00eb.- \u00c7\u2019e do, t\u2019i shkaktosh dhimbje koke?- m\u00eb tha dhe m\u00eb mbylli telefonin.I mora p\u00ebrs\u00ebri dhe fola me Fanin, i k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb kthehej pasi i thash\u00eb se un\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb Itali. Ajo m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj se nuk do t\u00eb kthehej m\u00eb, pasi do t\u00eb pag\u00ebzohej n\u00eb kish\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb q\u00ebndronte me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e saj. \u201cPo vitet q\u00eb kaluam bashk\u00eb, si mund t\u2019i harrosh kaq kollaj?\u201d, i thash\u00eb, por m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj se tashm\u00eb duhet t\u00eb shikoja jet\u00ebn time dhe m\u00eb mbylli telefonin. N\u00eb ato momente m\u00eb iku truri fare, u ktheva n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe fillova t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoja lek\u00ebt. N\u00eb komo nuk kishte, vidat e divanit ishin l\u00ebvizur. Mora Sonil\u00ebn n\u00eb telefon dhe i tregova \u00e7\u2019kishte ngjar\u00eb, duke menduar se ajo ishte ndryshe nga t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. \u201cMir\u00eb, m\u00eb tha, do bisedoj me mamin\u201d. E mora p\u00ebrs\u00ebri e m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj se Fani do t\u00eb rrinte n\u00eb Itali. I thash\u00eb se ajo nuk i kishte shum\u00eb t\u00eb mira marr\u00ebdh\u00ebniet me Mondin dhe do mbeste rrug\u00ebve. \u201cJo, m\u00eb tha, mami ka dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb e nuk mund t\u00eb mbes\u00eb rrug\u00ebve\u201d.Aty e kuptova q\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb e organizuar, ata m\u00eb kishin mashtruar. Fani, bashk\u00eb me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, m\u00eb kishin grabitur 48 milion lek\u00eb. P\u00ebr ta un\u00eb kisha qen\u00eb ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb veg\u00ebl e shfryt\u00ebzuar deri n\u00eb maksimum. Nuk arrija ta besoja q\u00eb ajo e kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, pasi kishte qar\u00eb gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb rrug\u00ebs, por paskan qen\u00eb jo lot zemre, por lot krokodili. Ja q\u00eb jeta qenka shum\u00eb e eg\u00ebr p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb mendon p\u00ebr t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt dhe q\u00eb mundohet t\u00eb jap\u00eb shum\u00eb, por rrezikon t\u00eb mbes\u00eb vet\u00eb n\u00eb mes t\u00eb kat\u00ebr rrug\u00ebve, pa sht\u00ebpi e katandi dhe pa familje. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kur u ktheva n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi i m\u00ebrzitur tej mase nga \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb kishte ndodhur, mendova t\u2019i jepja fund jet\u00ebs. Mora \u00e7iften dhe ia drejtova vetes… Do m\u00eb pyesni ju se p\u00ebrse nuk e b\u00ebra. Ndoshta ngaq\u00eb nuk pata guxim. Nuk kisha frik\u00eb nga vdekja, por se mos mbetesha sakat dhe mund t\u00eb vuaja. I kisha th\u00ebn\u00eb dikur Fanit se ndoshta nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb ma b\u00ebnte naft\u00ebn e ajo m\u00eb thoshte \u201cjo\u201d, por parandjenja nuk m\u00eb kishte g\u00ebnjyer. Si mundi t\u00eb ma b\u00ebnte k\u00ebt\u00eb? Edhe sot nuk arrij ta urrej, po ajo si mundi t\u00eb m\u00eb urrente kaq shum\u00eb kur nga un\u00eb kishte par\u00eb ve\u00e7 t\u00eb mira? Edhe pse isha treguar strikt me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, rezultatet u pan\u00eb…Por, kur thot\u00eb populli, e keqja s\u2019ka fund. P\u00ebrve\u00e7 grabitjes, ajo m\u00eb kishte kredhur n\u00eb borxhe edhe te t\u00eb njohurit e mi, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt pasi mor\u00ebn vesh historin\u00eb, m\u00eb mbin\u00eb n\u00eb der\u00eb. Gjith\u00e7ka po m\u00eb b\u00ebhej m\u00eb e qart\u00eb, kisha qen\u00eb viktim\u00eb e nj\u00eb gj\u00ebje t\u00eb organizuar m\u00eb s\u00eb miri. Paskan qen\u00eb t\u00eb pashpirt! Her\u00ebn e fundit q\u00eb fola me t\u00eb i thash\u00eb pse m\u2019i kishte marr\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha, si nuk e kishte v\u00ebn\u00eb dor\u00ebn n\u00eb zem\u00ebr e t\u00eb m\u00eb linte t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn gjysmat, po borxhet kush do m\u2019i lante? M\u00eb e bukura erdhi n\u00eb fund: \u201cShko bridh me kurvat!\u201d, m\u00eb tha dhe m\u00eb mbylli telefonin. Sa e padrejt\u00eb! Un\u00eb e doja dhe nuk e kisha tradhtuar. Mbase edhe ajo nuk m\u00eb kishte tradhtuar, megjith\u00ebse nuk mund t\u00eb jem m\u00eb i sigurt\u00eb p\u00ebr ask\u00ebnd. Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb nxehem me veten time si i besova, si isha treguar kaq sylesh, por a mund t\u00eb mos i besosh nj\u00eb njeriu q\u00eb p\u00ebr 22 vjet t\u00eb fal dashuri, q\u00eb ishte kaq e mir\u00eb, kaq e urt\u00eb, ndoshta dhe kaq e ndershme, kaq lozonjare dhe lajkatare? Besoja se e kisha gjetur dashurin\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, at\u00eb dashuri q\u00eb lidh dy njer\u00ebz, por paska qen\u00eb vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb mashtrim. Thon\u00eb se kur burri nuk e gjen dashurin\u00eb te gruaja e vet, e k\u00ebrkon gjetk\u00eb. Dashurin\u00eb njer\u00ebzore un\u00eb nuk e kam gjetur akoma, besoja se e kisha, por jo. Si mund t\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb aq e posht\u00ebr me mua ajo q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte t\u00eb ndihesha mbret, por fatkeq\u00ebsisht, nj\u00eb mbret pa mbret\u00ebri?! Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb mendoj se nuk ishte ide e saj, por e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve apo ndoshta lot\u00ebt dhe fjal\u00ebt e dhembshura fshihnin djall\u00ebzin\u00eb. Nuk e di kush jam, nj\u00eb i pafat apo nj\u00eb sylesh? Dashuria ime e vetme mbetet puna, ajo s\u2019m\u00eb ka tradhtuar akoma, vazhdoj t\u00eb punoj me mobiljet e mia. Tani jam 60 vje\u00e7 dhe pas largimit t\u00eb saj, njer\u00ebzve u erdhi keq p\u00ebr mua, miqt\u00eb dhe dashamir\u00ebsit u munduan t\u00eb m\u00eb bindnin t\u00eb martohesha p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. N\u00eb fillim nuk doja, por pik\u00ebllimi dhe vetmia m\u00eb kishin marr\u00eb shpirtin, ndjehesha i vetmuar aq sa shkoja n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb fjetur, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb vendosa t\u00eb martohesha, por tani jam kthyer n\u00eb nj\u00eb mosbesues kronik. Ndoshta \u00ebsht\u00eb von\u00eb, por m\u00eb mir\u00eb von\u00eb sesa kurr\u00eb. Nuk mund t\u00eb harroj se si u tall\u00ebn kaq keq me mua. Gruaja e tanishme \u00ebsht\u00eb e mir\u00eb, e urt\u00eb, por mosbesimi im te qenia njer\u00ebzore akoma nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb shuar. Si\u00e7 thot\u00eb populli, kur digjesh nga qulli i fryn edhe kosit…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I dashur lexues, historia q\u00eb do t\u2019ju tregoj \u00ebsht\u00eb historia e jet\u00ebs sime dhe\u00ebsht\u00eb po aq e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb sa jam un\u00eb prej mishi dhe kocke. N\u00eb vitet \u201980, p\u00ebr efekte pune, jetoja n\u00eb Vlor\u00eb pasi punoja n\u00eb ushtri. Kam qen\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri i thjesht\u00eb q\u00eb e doja pun\u00ebn dhe vazhdoj ta dua akoma, pasi ajo […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21445,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[249],"class_list":["post-21444","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21444","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=21444"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21444\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21445"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21444"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21444"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21444"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}