P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje, lexues t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb zot\u00ebri, lexues i rregullt i gazet\u00ebs suaj. Ka vite q\u00eb e marr dhe e lexoj e v\u00ebrtet m\u00eb p\u00eblqen shum\u00eb p\u00ebr rubrikat q\u00eb pasqyron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mora shkas q\u00eb edhe un\u00eb t\u00eb shkruaj nj\u00eb histori timen q\u00eb m\u00eb ka ndodhur para disa vitesh. At\u00eb koh\u00eb un\u00eb isha 35 vje\u00e7 dhe jetoja n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb te babai i gruas, sepse sa ishim martuar dhe familja ime nuk m\u00eb siguroi ambient n\u00eb vendin tim t\u00eb lindjes. Kur u b\u00eb dasma, u vendos q\u00eb un\u00eb dhe Era t\u00eb iknim n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb e t\u00eb jetonim ngjitur me prind\u00ebrit e saj, n\u00eb nj\u00eb vil\u00eb, n\u00eb Sauk. Martesa jon\u00eb ishte shum\u00eb e bukur sepse ne duheshim dhe kjo kishte r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi, edhe pse gj\u00ebrat materiale nuk ishin t\u00eb shumta. Un\u00eb dola dhe k\u00ebrkova pun\u00eb si murator, sa p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur veten dhe at\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa ajo punonte si ndihm\u00ebs parukiere aty te lagjja jon\u00eb. \u00c7do gj\u00eb shkonte m\u00eb s\u00eb miri. Kishim lek\u00eb t\u00eb dilnim t\u00eb harxhonim p\u00ebr qejf dhe pak t\u00eb kursenim sepse meq\u00eb nuk kishim f\u00ebmij\u00eb, dilnim shum\u00eb. Vjehrri im m\u00eb ndihmonte me \u00e7do gj\u00eb, sikur t\u00eb isha djali i vet. Kishte raste kur iknim me pushime n\u00eb det dhe mua s`m\u00eb linin t\u00eb fusja dor\u00ebn n\u00eb xhep. Kaluan 2 vite martes\u00eb dhe ne u b\u00ebm\u00eb shum\u00eb mir\u00eb nga gjendja ekonomike. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb se kishim m\u00eb probleme kursimi dritash, kurse llogarit\u00eb n\u00eb fund muaji, nuk i b\u00ebnim m\u00eb fare. N\u00eb p\u00ebrvjetorin e 37 t\u00eb dit\u00eblindjes sime, gruaja m\u00eb b\u00ebri dhurat\u00eb nj\u00eb makin\u00eb t\u00eb bukur t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e kishte porositur te v\u00ebllai nga jasht\u00eb, p\u00ebr vete. Isha shum\u00eb i lumtur sepse pun\u00ebt po na shkonin shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Era p\u00ebr mua ishte gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb kisha. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, ajo erdhi tek un\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe m\u00eb thirri t\u00eb zbrisja posht\u00eb. At\u00eb dit\u00eb po punoja n\u00eb nj\u00eb pallat edhe zbrita i trembur se \u00e7far\u00eb mund t\u00eb kishte ndodhur. Mendova se ajo mund t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte n\u00eb telefon dhe ngaq\u00eb nuk e kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb, zbrita shum\u00eb i shqet\u00ebsuar. Sa zbrita posht\u00eb, ajo m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Babi, dua t\u00eb m\u00eb blesh krevatin e vog\u00ebl! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
O Zot, sa g\u00ebzim p\u00ebrjetova n\u00eb ato momente! E p\u00ebrqafova dhe fillova t\u00eb qaja si\nf\u00ebmij\u00eb. Ajo m\u00eb tha se kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb testin dhe ishte shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb. Mbaj mend q\u00eb u\nputh\u00ebm gjat\u00eb aty n\u00eb rrug\u00eb. Njer\u00ebzit kalonin duke na par\u00eb t\u00eb habitur, por un\u00eb as\nq\u00eb doja t`ia dija. N\u00eb dark\u00eb u mblodh\u00ebm t\u00eb gjith\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb dhe b\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb\ndark\u00eb t\u00eb madhe. K\u00ebrcyem deri n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes dhe pim\u00eb pa fund. Gjat\u00eb shtatzanis\u00eb, un\u00eb\ni rrija gjithmon\u00eb mbi kok\u00eb dhe nuk merrja pun\u00eb shum\u00eb larg nga sht\u00ebpia. Edhe pse\nkisha vjehrrin af\u00ebr, doja t\u00eb isha pran\u00eb saj p\u00ebr \u00e7do gj\u00eb. Era dukej se m\u00eb donte shum\u00eb.\nAjo m\u00eb mori nga hi\u00e7i dhe m\u00eb b\u00ebri njeri familjar, por kur Era ishte vet\u00ebm 4\nmuajshe shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb, un\u00eb rash\u00eb pre e nj\u00eb provokimi dhe u njoha me nj\u00eb grua e cila\nishte kunata beqare e nj\u00eb shokut tim n\u00eb pun\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ai ma prezantoi t\u00eb kunat\u00ebn\ndhe, megjith\u00ebse ishte shum\u00eb m\u00eb e vog\u00ebl se un\u00eb, m\u00eb t\u00ebrhoqi shum\u00eb nga m\u00ebnyra se si\nrrinte dhe se si i k\u00ebrkonte gj\u00ebrat me insistim. M\u2019u duk fem\u00ebr e vendosur, mir\u00ebpo\nnuk mendoja m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb lidhje me t\u00eb. Pas disa dit\u00ebsh, kur un\u00eb kisha shum\u00eb pun\u00eb,\nm\u00eb erdhi nj\u00eb sms q\u00eb nuk e prisja aspak: \u201cSi je? Mund t\u00eb b\u00ebhemi p\u00ebr nj\u00eb kafe?\u201d.\nDuke qen\u00eb se nuk e njihja numrin, un\u00eb e mora n\u00eb telefon p\u00ebr ta pyetur n\u00ebse kishte\nngat\u00ebrruar num\u00ebr dhe m\u00eb doli S. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Jam un\u00eb, ore, si ka mund\u00ebsi q\u00eb s`m\u00eb njeh nga z\u00ebri?! – m\u00eb tha ajo duke\nqeshur, nga ana tjet\u00ebr e telefonit. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb i thash\u00eb se isha dakord, por t\u00eb merrte edhe shokun tim me vete, ngaq\u00eb\nun\u00eb nga ai e kisha njohur. Ajo m\u00eb tha: \u201cOk, po t\u00eb pres te X lokal af\u00ebr Bllokut.\nNa gjen ne t\u00eb dyve aty\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mbasi mbarova pun\u00ebt q\u00eb kisha, ika n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, u lava, u b\u00ebra gati dhe i\nthash\u00eb Er\u00ebs se do t\u00eb dilja t\u00eb pija nj\u00eb kafe me shoq\u00ebrin\u00eb. Nuk e ftova at\u00eb sepse\nn\u00eb dark\u00eb kishin p\u00ebr t\u00eb rregulluar nj\u00eb nuse dhe e dija q\u00eb do ishin shum\u00eb t\u00eb z\u00ebna\nte parukeria. \u201cOk\u201d, m\u00eb tha, m\u00eb puthi dhe un\u00eb dola. Rrug\u00ebs mendoja me vete se pse\nai shoku im i kishte dh\u00ebn\u00eb S-s\u00eb numrin tim, megjith\u00ebse ai ishte shum\u00eb gazmor\ndhe mund ta ksihte b\u00ebr\u00eb me shaka. Ika te lokali dhe duke u afruar, e mora n\u00eb\ntelefon. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Hajde brenda, – m\u00eb tha, – jam te qoshja n\u00eb banak!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U afrova e i dhash\u00eb dor\u00ebn. Ajo ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb shum\u00eb m\u00eb e bukur se at\u00eb dit\u00eb q\u00eb kishim\npir\u00eb kafe n\u00eb lagje. E pyeta pse s`kishte ardhur i kunati, shoku im, por m\u00eb tha\nq\u00eb i kishte dal\u00eb nj\u00eb pun\u00eb. Fol\u00ebm gjat\u00eb dhe ajo pinte shum\u00eb. U ngrit\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur\nn\u00eb shpi nga ora 9 e ca e dark\u00ebs. Ajo b\u00ebnte sikur i kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00eb. M\u2019u ngjit\nn\u00eb sup dhe, pak para se ta hipja n\u00eb makin\u00eb p\u00ebr ta d\u00ebrguar n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ashtu si\npadashje, u puth\u00ebm aq me pasion sikur ta kishim \u00ebnd\u00ebrruar nj\u00ebri-tjetrin me koh\u00eb,\nderisa i thirra mendjes dhe e shtyva disi. U fut\u00ebm t\u00eb dy n\u00eb makin\u00eb, por nuk fol\u00ebm\nfare. Te sht\u00ebpia e saj zbriti, m\u00eb tha \u201cnat\u00ebn e mir\u00eb\u201d dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi. Nuk kisha\nfytyr\u00eb t\u00eb kthehesha e t\u00eb shikoja Er\u00ebn e cila me siguri do t\u00eb ishte shum\u00eb e\nlodhur duke m\u00eb pritur p\u00ebr dark\u00eb. Ndjeja nj\u00eb faj t\u00eb pap\u00ebrshkruesh\u00ebm, por ndjeja\ndhe di\u00e7ka t\u00eb cil\u00ebn s`do t\u00eb kisha dashur ta ndjeja kurr\u00eb. Kisha emocione gjat\u00eb\ngjith\u00eb dark\u00ebs q\u00eb h\u00ebngra me Er\u00ebn, por ajo nuk kuptoi asgj\u00eb. U ul\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb fjetur,\nu puth\u00ebm dhe b\u00ebm\u00eb dashuri. E doja si i marr\u00eb gruan time, mir\u00ebpo pamja e asaj\ntjetr\u00ebs m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqte shum\u00eb. Doja vet\u00ebm ta kisha p\u00ebr nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb, meq\u00eb edhe\najo e kishte me qejf. Dit\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr s`po m\u00eb rrihej n\u00eb pun\u00eb. E mora at\u00eb n\u00eb telefon\ndhe i k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb takoheshim. M\u00eb habiti p\u00ebrgjigjja e saj:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Hajde nga Xhamlliku se po prenotoj hotelin aty, rrim\u00eb pak, b\u00ebjm\u00eb pu\u00e7i-pu\u00e7i!\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Aty e kuptova q\u00eb ishte aventuriere dhe s`do ta l\u00ebndoja po t\u00eb shkoja nj\u00eb\nher\u00eb me t\u00eb. T\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, m\u00eb p\u00eblqeu si ide. Lam\u00eb takim dhe ika. Ajo m\u00eb\nhapi der\u00ebn gjysm\u00eb e zhveshur dhe pastaj ndodhi gjith\u00e7ka. Ishte shum\u00eb sensuale\ndhe dukej qart\u00eb q\u00eb kishte pasur shum\u00eb eksperienca. U k\u00ebnaqa shum\u00eb at\u00eb dit\u00eb.\nMendova me veten se t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen nuk do t\u2019i flisja m\u00eb dhe mbaroi, por fatkeq\u00ebsisht,\nnuk ndodhi k\u00ebshtu sepse \u00e7do dit\u00eb q\u00eb kalonte, un\u00eb k\u00ebrkoja ta takoja. Ishte fillim\ni bukur, por nuk e dija si ishin planet. Historia jon\u00eb ishte aventur\u00eb sepse Era\nishte shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb e n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe s\u2019i dilte koh\u00eb p\u00ebr mua. Kaluan ca koh\u00eb dhe un\u00eb, si\ni \u00e7mendur, kisha filluar edhe t`i jepja lek\u00eb asaj p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjitha gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb i\nduheshin. K\u00ebt\u00eb koh\u00eb, Era filloi t\u00eb dyshonte sepse po shpenzoja shum\u00eb dhe n\u00eb\nfakt, ishte e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb pasi 30 apo 40 mij\u00eb lek i harxhoja \u00e7do dy dit\u00eb vet\u00ebm\nhotel, pastaj sa e sa shpenzime t\u00eb tjera dhe 100 mij\u00ebshet q\u00eb ia lija asaj p\u00ebr\nkafe. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, Era m\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb telefonin dhe m\u00eb kishte par\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha\nmesazhet q\u00eb kishte sjell\u00eb ajo. Nuk m\u00eb kishte luajtur asgj\u00eb, por kishte marr\u00eb\nnumrin e saj t\u00eb telefonit, i kishte telefonuar dhe kishin l\u00ebn\u00eb takim. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Le t\u00eb jesh e martuar ti… – i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb S. pa pik\u00eb turpi, – Un\u00eb e dua\np\u00ebr vete burrin t\u00ebnd edhe pik\u00eb! Ti, po t\u00eb duash, l\u00ebre p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb tradhti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Era ishte ngritur nga lokali dhe i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00ebse s`do ndahej nga un\u00eb\nnj\u00ebher\u00eb e mir\u00eb, do ta vriste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb dark\u00eb, kur isha n\u00eb krevat me Er\u00ebn, m\u00eb erdhi nj\u00eb sms nga ajo: \u201cGruaja\njote di gjith\u00e7ka sepse un\u00eb e kam takuar. N\u00ebse do q\u00eb t\u00eb vazhdojm\u00eb bashk\u00eb, t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj\nta l\u00ebsh at\u00eb q\u00eb sonte!\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb nuk e dhash\u00eb veten. Ika n\u00eb tualet dhe i shkrova: \u201c\u00c7far\u00eb di? Si t\u00eb l\u00eb\ngruan? Luajte mendsh?! Un\u00eb at\u00eb e dua. Me ty, thjesht ia kemi kaluar bukur dhe\nmos m\u00eb shqet\u00ebso m\u00eb!\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur dola, Era m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi shpjegime dhe m\u00eb tha q\u00eb do ta d\u00ebshtonte f\u00ebmij\u00ebn pasi\nnuk ishte e bindur n\u00eb dashurin\u00eb time. Aty fillova t\u00eb b\u00ebrtisja me t\u00eb madhe. Doja\nt\u2019ia shpjegoja se ajo ishte thjesht aventur\u00eb dhe se njeriu q\u00eb doja ishte ajo,\npo nuk m\u00eb besonte. U m\u00ebrzita shum\u00eb dhe ika n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb. S\u2019m\u00eb zuri gjumi gjith\u00eb\nnat\u00ebn. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, ajo erdhi pran\u00eb meje, m\u00eb tregoi gjith\u00eb \u00e7far\u00eb kishte\nbiseduar me S.-n\u00eb dhe m\u00eb tha: \u201cN\u00eb duar t\u00eb tjet\u00ebrkujt, nuk do t\u00eb t\u00eb l\u00eb!\u201d. Ne u\npajtuam dhe q\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, s`kam m\u00eb mend p\u00ebr tradhtira. I jam p\u00ebrkushuar totalisht\ngruas dhe tashm\u00eb, goc\u00ebs sime t\u00eb vog\u00ebl. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb histori q\u00eb as n\u00eb mendje\ns`dua ta \u00e7oj m\u00eb. Sa her\u00eb e shoh at\u00eb femr\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb rrug\u00eb, nd\u00ebrroj rrug\u00eb, edhe\npse e kam par\u00eb me shum\u00eb djem t\u00eb ndrysh\u00ebm. Sa budalla po tregohesha q\u00eb t\u00eb humbja\n\u00e7do gj\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr t\u00eb till\u00eb! Tani jam i lumtur dhe nuk e kthej kok\u00ebn mbrapa\np\u00ebr asgj\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm fal\u00ebnderoj gruan time se u tregua shum\u00eb e zgjuar p\u00ebr t`i zgjidhur\ngj\u00ebrat dhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb shp\u00ebtuar dashurin\u00eb ton\u00eb sepse burrat edhe pse tradhtojn\u00eb,\ntradhtojn\u00eb pa ndjenja. Duke ju uruar t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve pushime t\u00eb mbara, ju them: Sa\nm\u00eb pak aventura verore!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje, lexues t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d. Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb zot\u00ebri, lexues i rregullt i gazet\u00ebs suaj. Ka vite q\u00eb e marr dhe e lexoj e v\u00ebrtet m\u00eb p\u00eblqen shum\u00eb p\u00ebr rubrikat q\u00eb pasqyron. Mora shkas q\u00eb edhe un\u00eb t\u00eb shkruaj nj\u00eb histori timen q\u00eb m\u00eb ka ndodhur para disa vitesh. At\u00eb koh\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21033,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[2401,249],"class_list":["post-21906","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-aventura","tag-histori"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21906","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=21906"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21906\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21033"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21906"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21906"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21906"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}