Vijim..!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Melisa m\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb n\u00eb diskotek\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb shok nga shoq\u00ebria e motr\u00ebs kishte filluar t\u2019i afrohej. Gjithashtu, m\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb kishte par\u00eb vajza kubiste q\u00eb k\u00ebrcenin n\u00ebp\u00ebr kafaze, t\u00eb veshura vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb brendshme…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– K\u00ebtu \u00ebsht\u00eb krejt ndryshe, – po\nm\u00eb thoshte, – njer\u00ebzit puthen n\u00ebp\u00ebr rrug\u00eb dhe nuk pyesin fare, as q\u00eb t\u2019i hedhin\nsyt\u00eb. M\u00eb p\u00eblqeu Roma, vet\u00ebm gj\u00ebra t\u00eb vjetra ka, por jan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukura… <\/p>\n\n\n\n
M\u00eb tregoi se kishte qen\u00eb te Fontana\ndi Trevi dhe kishte hedhur monedha. M\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb kishte hedhur edhe nj\u00eb monedh\u00eb\np\u00ebr mua, q\u00eb gjith\u00eb d\u00ebshirat e mia t\u00eb realizoheshin. Sa do t\u00eb doja t\u00eb isha me t\u00eb\naty, t\u00eb harroja se \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb kishte ndodhur, t\u00eb realizoheshin d\u00ebshirat e mia, q\u00eb\nkoha t\u00eb fluturonte, un\u00eb t\u00eb gjendesha p\u00ebrnj\u00ebher\u00eb e rritur e t\u00eb largohesha nga\ngjith\u00e7ka. Edhe n\u00eb faqen time time n\u00eb Facebook m\u00eb kishin ardhur mesazhe t\u00eb pis\u00ebta,\nsigurisht nga Mariusi dhe shok\u00ebt e tij. Jeta ime po b\u00ebhej nj\u00eb ferr i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. Mamaja\nas q\u00eb po e vinte re se sa po vuaja, sa e ndjeja nevoj\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb folur me dik\u00eb, t\u00eb\nm\u00eb k\u00ebshillonte, t\u00eb m\u00eb jepte zem\u00ebr se e gjitha kjo do t\u00eb kalonte shum\u00eb shpejt…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E Enjte<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sot ndeza nj\u00eb cigare n\u00eb banjo. Nj\u00eb\nmesazh m\u00eb erdhi n\u00eb telefon dhe u ndjeva keq. M\u00eb pas i hodha aromatizues banjos,\npor kjo nuk mjaftoi. Mami, kur erdhi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, po m\u00eb thoshte pse vjen er\u00eb\nbanja dhe nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb pyeste me t\u00eb b\u00ebrtitura n\u00ebse kisha pir\u00eb duhan. Un\u00eb e mohoja,\npor nuk qesh\u00eb edhe aq bind\u00ebse, e di q\u00eb nuk m\u00eb besoi. Debatuam gjat\u00eb, por ajo\nnuk u preokupua se \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb shtyu ta b\u00ebja k\u00ebt\u00eb, pse kisha pir\u00eb duhan. Kur erdhi\nbabi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, mendova se kishte p\u00ebr t\u2019ia treguar k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, por ajo e la n\u00eb\nheshtje, nuk ia rr\u00ebfeu. Shumic\u00ebn e koh\u00ebs e kalova n\u00eb dhom\u00eb, e nxehur nga\nproblemet e mia, por edhe me mamin. Doja t\u00eb hakmerresha ndaj saj. Nes\u00ebr kam\nnd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb lyhem jo n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, por nga inati i mamit, k\u00ebtu n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, q\u00eb ta\nshikoj\u00eb edhe ajo. Pse duhet t\u00eb jem ndryshe nga t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt? Kjo ndryshe m\u00eb solli\ngjith\u00eb k\u00ebto probleme. Pse m\u00eb ndodhi mua e gjitha kjo? M\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb kisha shkuar me\nMariusin dhe nuk do t\u00eb kisha gjith\u00eb k\u00ebto shqet\u00ebsime. Jeta m\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb ferr, celularin\nm\u00eb shum\u00eb e mbaj mbyllur sesa hapur. M\u00eb vijn\u00eb lloj-lloj mesazhesh, nga m\u00eb t\u00eb\nndyrat. Me siguri, ai ia ka dh\u00ebn\u00eb numrin tim edhe shok\u00ebve. M\u00eb mir\u00eb do t\u00eb kishte\nqen\u00eb ta kisha pir\u00eb at\u00eb got\u00eb uiski dhe t\u00eb isha braktisur n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij. E di\nq\u00eb ai po shfryhet ndaj meje q\u00eb e refuzova, e di q\u00eb i rr\u00ebzova krenarin\u00eb, megjith\u00ebse\nun\u00eb akoma e dua. Sa e padrejt\u00eb t\u00eb duash dik\u00eb q\u00eb ma ka kthyer jet\u00ebn n\u00eb ferr! Si\nmund ta dua?! Zemra nuk komandohet, un\u00eb jam e m\u00ebrzitur, e trishtuar, e nxehur. \u00cbsht\u00eb\nvon\u00eb, gjumi nuk po m\u00eb z\u00eb. Mora nj\u00eb got\u00eb, e mbusha me uiski (\u00ebsht\u00eb uiski q\u00eb i\ndha tezja mamit, i cili teproi nga fejesa e vajz\u00ebs). Hyra n\u00eb banjo. Dua ta\nprovoj si do t\u00eb ishte t\u00eb pije ashtu si n\u00ebp\u00ebr filma, kur duan t\u00eb harrojn\u00eb hallet\ndhe e kthejn\u00eb nga nj\u00eb got\u00eb. E ktheva menj\u00ebher\u00eb gll\u00ebnjk\u00ebn e par\u00eb dhe syt\u00eb m\u2019u\nmbush\u00ebn me lot. E pi p\u00ebr virgj\u00ebrin\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ma mohojn\u00eb. Kur m\u00eb ra n\u00eb\nstomak, filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb digjte. I ktheva dhe gll\u00ebnjkat e tjera me shpejt\u00ebsi q\u00eb t\u00eb\nmos pendohesha dhe ta lija at\u00eb q\u00eb kisha nisur p\u00ebrgjys\u00ebm. M\u00eb pas ndjeva q\u00eb trupi\npo m\u00eb braktiste, lot\u00ebt m\u00eb rr\u00ebshqisnin si burim. U \u00e7ova me frik\u00ebn se mos\nmbetesha aty dhe lava got\u00ebn q\u00eb t\u00eb mos merrej vesh asgj\u00eb. Ndjeja q\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka po\nm\u00eb rrotullohej, fillova t\u00eb mos ndihesha mir\u00eb, mezi po prisja t\u00eb futesha n\u00eb\nkrevat. Ishte ora dymb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb e nat\u00ebs, nuk po ndihesha mir\u00eb, u shtriva n\u00eb\nkrevat, tavani po m\u00eb rrotullohej, mundohesha t\u2019i mbaja syt\u00eb mbyllur e t\u00eb m\u00eb\nikte kjo ndjesi, por ajo sikur shtohej shum\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n E premte<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n U zgjova me nj\u00eb dhimbje t\u00eb\ntmerrshme t\u00eb kok\u00ebs, por ndjenja e inatit nuk m\u00eb kishte ikur. U leva ashtu si\u00e7 i\nkisha premtuar vetes, r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Vesha vet\u00ebm t\u00eb zeza (kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb ngjyra ime e\npreferuar) dhe shkova n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, ku u ndesha me shikimin e Mariusit. M\u00eb dhembi\nkur e pash\u00eb. E urrej veten q\u00eb nuk arrij ta urrej at\u00eb. Edhe ai ndenji pak\nmomente aty te shkall\u00ebt duke m\u00eb par\u00eb. Ndryshimin tim e vun\u00eb re edhe m\u00ebsuesit, q\u00eb\nm\u00eb krahasuan me nj\u00eb nga vajzat e klas\u00ebs, q\u00eb ngre k\u00ebmb\u00ebn mbi tavolin\u00eb dhe ua\nkthen m\u00ebsuesve \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrmbaj\u00eb fjalori, por t\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, nuk u shqet\u00ebsova\nfare p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb. Me shoqet lam\u00eb or\u00ebt e m\u00ebsimit dhe shkuam te nj\u00eb lokal tjet\u00ebr.\nN\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn ngjitur nesh ishin dy djem m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj, q\u00eb filluan t\u00eb na\nngacmonin. Nj\u00ebrin prej tyre fillova ta shikoja dhe m\u00eb lindi d\u00ebshira t\u00eb flirtoja\nme t\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Ashtu b\u00ebra. E shikoja drejt n\u00eb\nsy dhe fillova t\u00eb luaja me pip\u00ebn, duke e l\u00ebvizur sa nga nj\u00ebra an\u00eb e goj\u00ebs n\u00eb\ntjetr\u00ebn, duke e t\u00ebrhequr mes buz\u00ebve sikur e puthja dhe e thithja. Ai gjithashtu\nfilloi t\u00eb l\u00ebpinte buz\u00ebt, sikur di\u00e7ka e \u00ebmb\u00ebl t\u2019i kishte mbetur n\u00eb to dhe po e\nshijonte. Ndjenja e k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsis\u00eb lexohej n\u00eb syt\u00eb e tij. Pas pak minutash, u \u00e7ova\ndhe shkova n\u00eb banjo. Ai erdhi pas meje. Aty, n\u00eb t\u00eb ndar\u00ebn e dy banjove p\u00ebr\nvajza e djem, ai m\u00eb ndaloi dhe po m\u00eb pyeste p\u00ebr emrin. Nuk ia tregova t\u00eb\nv\u00ebrtet\u00ebn, nuk di pse. D\u00ebshira m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqte si nj\u00eb magnet, por un\u00eb druhesha; nj\u00eb\ninstikt m\u00eb frenonte dhe m\u00eb pas, ndjenja e zhg\u00ebnjimit dhe ajo e hakmarrjes. Un\u00eb\ndoja t\u00eb hakmerresha ndaj \u00e7do mashkullli. Dua t\u2019i trajtoj ashtu si\u00e7 m\u00eb trajtuan\nmua. Megjith\u00ebse m\u00eb takimin e duarve ndjeva nj\u00eb ngroht\u00ebsi q\u00eb t\u00eb premtonte besim,\nai nuk po ma l\u00ebshonte dor\u00ebn. Po a mund t\u2019i besoja nj\u00eb t\u00eb panjohuri, kur me dik\u00eb\nq\u00eb njihja p\u00ebsova nj\u00eb zhg\u00ebnjim t\u00eb tilll\u00eb? Sa e \u00e7uditshme! Nj\u00eb flirt me nj\u00eb t\u00eb\npanjohur q\u00eb nes\u00ebr mund t\u00eb b\u00ebhet i dashuri yt a ndoshta m\u00eb shum\u00eb. M\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi\nnumrin, por nuk e pash\u00eb t\u00eb arsyeshme t\u2019ia jepja dhe i k\u00ebrkova numrin e tij. Kur\nu ktheva n\u00eb tavolin\u00eb, shoqet po m\u00eb pyesnin se \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhi. Sigurisht q\u00eb u\ntregova, por shum\u00eb pak sepse e dija q\u00eb s\u2019mund t\u00eb kisha besim. E gjitha kjo\np\u00ebrfundoi edhe me pagimin e pijeve tona prej tyre. Mendoj se kjo sjellja nuk qenka\nkeq, paska edhe avantazhet e veta. Po filloj t\u00eb mendoj q\u00eb ekzistojn\u00eb edhe t\u00eb\ntjer\u00ebt. Sa jam preokupuar kot gjith\u00eb k\u00ebsaj kohe?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kur u ktheva n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, mami kishte ardhur para meje dhe m\u00eb pa p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb t\u00eb lyer, madje n\u00eb form\u00ebn m\u00eb ekstreme; t\u00eb lyer r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Fytyra e saj shprehu habi, inat dhe nj\u00eb p\u00ebrzierje t\u00eb shum\u00eb ndjenjave nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht. E dinte q\u00eb n\u00ebse do debatonim, nuk kishim p\u00ebr t\u00eb dal\u00eb asgj\u00ebkundi dhe u mjaftua me shprehjen: \u201cJe b\u00ebr\u00eb si sorr\u00eb!\u201d…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Vijon..!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Vijim..! Melisa m\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb n\u00eb diskotek\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb shok nga shoq\u00ebria e motr\u00ebs kishte filluar t\u2019i afrohej. Gjithashtu, m\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb kishte par\u00eb vajza kubiste q\u00eb k\u00ebrcenin n\u00ebp\u00ebr kafaze, t\u00eb veshura vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb brendshme… – K\u00ebtu \u00ebsht\u00eb krejt ndryshe, – po m\u00eb thoshte, – njer\u00ebzit puthen n\u00ebp\u00ebr rrug\u00eb dhe nuk pyesin […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21576,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[2366,2214],"class_list":["post-21752","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-adoleshente","tag-ditari"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21752","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=21752"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21752\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21576"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21752"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21752"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21752"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}