Ishte dit\u00eb e diel dhe un\u00eb e kisha pushim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb zgjoi zilja e nj\u00eb mesazhi q\u00eb m\u00eb erdhi n\u00eb telefon. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
E hapa dhe lexova se n\u00eb telefon m\u00eb kishin ardhur 10 mij\u00eb lek\u00eb (t\u00eb vjetra). Ishte nj\u00eb num\u00ebr i panjohur vodafon, me kontrat\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U habita. \u201cMe siguri do t\u00eb ken\u00eb ngat\u00ebrruar numrin\u201d, po mendoja me veten time dhe, duke ndjekur shembullin e mamit, q\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte gjithmon\u00eb: \u201cnj\u00eb gj\u00eb q\u00eb s\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb e jotja, mos e merr, se m\u00eb shum\u00eb ke p\u00ebr t\u00eb humbur\u201d, vendosa t\u2019ia ktheja prap\u00eb lek\u00ebt, po kjo gj\u00eb ishte e pamundur sepse ai ishte num\u00ebr me \u201c20\u201d dhe nuk mund t\u2019i transferoje lek. P\u00ebr mir\u00ebsjellje, vendosa ta merrja n\u00eb telefon n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb ta informoja se m\u2019i kishte hedhur lek\u00ebt gabimisht. Edhe doja, edhe s\u2019doja, pasi kisha frik\u00eb se mos m\u00eb dilte ndonj\u00eb burr\u00eb dhe kush merrej me t\u00eb pastaj?! Dija shum\u00eb raste kur shoqet e mia provokonin burra q\u00eb kishin numra me kontrat\u00eb dhe m\u00eb pas, ata binin pre e mashtrimeve t\u00eb tyre, vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u2019u mbushur telefonin. Por mua nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqente nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb. Sapo kisha filluar fakultetin dhe studioja shum\u00eb, nuk doja q\u00eb t\u00eb lidhesha me nj\u00eb njeri p\u00ebr interes, si\u00e7 b\u00ebnin shum\u00eb shoqe t\u00eb miat. Pasi u mendova pak, vendosa ta merrja n\u00eb telefon personin, i cili kishte ngat\u00ebrruar numrin dhe u qet\u00ebsova menj\u00ebher\u00eb kur n\u00eb telefon m\u00eb doli nj\u00eb z\u00eb gruaje. I thash\u00eb se gabimisht kishte ngat\u00ebrruar numrin e telefonit dhe m\u2019i kishte d\u00ebrguar mua lek\u00ebt. Ajo u tregua shum\u00eb e sjellshme, duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb: \u201cKe t\u00eb drejt\u00eb, po nuk ka problem, se i solli Zoti te ty\u201d dhe un\u00eb, e \u00e7liruar nga ato q\u00eb m\u00eb tha gruaja, ia ktheva: \u201cEpo, Zoti e dinte se un\u00eb isha studente dhe m\u00eb duheshin lek\u00ebt\u201d. T\u00eb dyja po qeshnim dhe ajo m\u00eb pyeti se p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb studioja. Gjithashtu, m\u00eb dha edhe adres\u00ebn, duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb se n\u00ebse m\u00eb nevojitej ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb, mund ta gj\u00ebja te zyra se saj n\u00eb Bllok. Ajo m\u00eb tha se n\u00eb at\u00eb zon\u00eb kishte disa dyqane dhe un\u00eb mund t\u00eb shkoja p\u00ebr t\u2019i vizituar. Kishin kaluar disa dit\u00eb dhe un\u00eb gati e kisha harruar k\u00ebt\u00eb bised\u00eb, kur m\u00eb ra telefoni dhe nj\u00eb z\u00eb gruaje m\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti e m\u00eb tha se ishte Vjollca, gruaja q\u00eb kishim biseduar disa dit\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. E kuptova se kush ishte dhe e pyeta se p\u00ebrse m\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb. \u201cSot jam e lir\u00eb. Po t\u00eb duash, dalim p\u00ebr kafe\u201d, m\u00eb tha. Nuk e di se si u ndjeva n\u00eb ato momente; edhe doja t\u00eb shkoja, edhe jo. Vjollca ishte njeri i panjohur p\u00ebr mua dhe kisha frik\u00eb ta takoja, edhe pse ajo ishte grua. Ua tregova shoqeve dhe ato than\u00eb se duhet t\u00eb shkoja t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn nga kurioziteti apo sepse mbase m\u00eb ndihmonte me ndonj\u00eb pun\u00eb. E mora n\u00eb telefon dhe i thash\u00eb se do t\u00eb shkoja ta takoja n\u00eb zyr\u00eb. Shkova, trokita n\u00eb der\u00eb dhe e hapa. Aty, pash\u00eb nj\u00eb grua rreth t\u00eb pes\u00ebdhjetave, e cila q\u00ebndronte e ulur n\u00eb nj\u00eb kolltuk meshin dhe u rrotullua drejt meje. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Ti duhet t\u00eb jesh Mira, vajza qe kemi komunikuar n\u00eb\ntelefon… – Un\u00eb tunda kok\u00ebn dhe buz\u00ebqesha. Ajo u ngrit n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe vet\u00ebm m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi:\n– P\u00ebrve\u00e7se je e zgjuar, qenke edhe nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e bukur, – m\u2019u drejtua ajo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo mori \u00e7ant\u00ebn dhe u drejtuam p\u00ebr n\u00eb lokal ku do t\u00eb\npinim kafen. Ajo m\u00eb pyeti p\u00ebr shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, p\u00ebr mosh\u00ebn, shkoll\u00ebn, p\u00ebr familjen\ntime, po k\u00ebshtu m\u00eb pyeti edhe n\u00ebse isha e dashuruar. Ajo pyeste dhe un\u00eb\np\u00ebrgjigjesha. Vjollca po m\u00eb tregonte edhe p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn e saj. Ajo nuk kishte qen\u00eb\nasnj\u00ebher\u00eb e martuar. Sipas asaj, sepse gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs s\u00eb saj ishte marr\u00eb me\nbiznes dhe kjo e pengonte p\u00ebr t\u00eb pasur nj\u00eb familje normale. Nuk e di pse, por\nbiseda me t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb. M\u00eb dukej sikur kishte shum\u00eb sinqeritet brenda\nsaj. Kur un\u00eb e pyeta se p\u00ebrse m\u00eb kishte ftuar p\u00ebr kafe, ajo m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Biseda q\u00eb b\u00ebm\u00eb n\u00eb telefon m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb kuptoja se ti\nje nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e sinqert\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb e ndershme. Asnj\u00eb vajz\u00eb tjet\u00ebr nuk do ta\nkishte b\u00ebr\u00eb veprimin p\u00ebr t\u2019i kthyer p\u00ebrs\u00ebri lek\u00ebt. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb, dua t\u00eb t\u00eb kem mike\ndhe t\u00eb t\u00eb ndihmoj me t\u00eb ardhura p\u00ebr t\u00eb vazhduar shkoll\u00ebn. Un\u00eb kam disa dyqane\nku shes rroba dhe ti mund t\u00eb vish aty e t\u00eb zgjedh\u00ebsh \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb duash. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Jo, nuk mund ta b\u00ebj k\u00ebt\u00eb, nuk mund t\u00eb p\u00ebrfitoj nga\nmir\u00ebsia jote… – ia ktheva un\u00eb, por ajo m\u00eb nd\u00ebrpreu duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb se k\u00ebto nuk\nishin asgj\u00eb p\u00ebrkundrejt atyre q\u00eb fitonte ajo. E gjith\u00eb ajo bised\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebri q\u00eb t\u00eb\nmendoja shum\u00eb. Ua tregova ngjarjen shoqeve, por ato e mor\u00ebn me shum\u00eb sportivitet\ndhe m\u00eb ngacmonin duke me th\u00ebn\u00eb \u201cty t\u00eb paska r\u00ebn\u00eb telebingo\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dit\u00ebt kalonin dhe Vjollca m\u00eb merrte m\u00eb shpesh n\u00eb\ntelefon. P\u00ebrve\u00e7se dilnim p\u00ebr kafe, ne filluam t\u00eb hanim dreka e darka n\u00ebp\u00ebr\nrestorante shum\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjta. Kur e mendoja t\u00eb gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb ngjarje m\u00eb kapte nj\u00eb\nndjenj\u00eb frike dhe thosha: \u201cPse ta b\u00ebj\u00eb vall\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb ajo p\u00ebr mua?\u201d. Kur ia\ntregova mamit tim k\u00ebt\u00eb histori, ajo m\u00eb tha se duhet ta ndryshoja menj\u00ebher\u00eb numrin\ne telefonit dhe nuk duhet t\u00eb takohesha m\u00eb me t\u00eb, pasi me siguri, do t\u00eb kisha pasoja.\nAjo mendonte se ajo mund t\u00eb ishte e lidhur me ndonj\u00eb kontrabandist ose i\nfitonte lek\u00ebt n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb paligjshme dhe mund t\u00eb m\u00eb kushtonte shum\u00eb mua. T\u00eb\ngjitha k\u00ebto m\u00eb frik\u00ebsonin, por tashm\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb ndahesha prej saj. Ajo ishte\nsjell\u00eb shum\u00eb mir\u00eb me mua dhe m\u00eb dukej njeri i ndersh\u00ebm. Ajo m\u00eb kishte ndihmuar\nshum\u00eb, m\u00eb kishte ofruar edhe pun\u00eb n\u00eb dyqanet e saj dhe nuk ma lejonte\nnd\u00ebrgjegjja q\u00eb ta braktisja k\u00ebshtu, pa asnj\u00eb arsye. P\u00ebr fest\u00ebn e 8 Marsit,\nVjollca m\u00eb ftoi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e saj. Ajo kishte nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi shum\u00eb t\u00eb madhe dhe t\u00eb\nmobiluar sipas koh\u00ebs. Do shkonim p\u00ebr dark\u00eb me shoq\u00ebrin\u00eb e saj dhe ajo m\u00eb kishte\nbler\u00eb nj\u00eb fustan t\u00eb kuq, shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukur. Po k\u00ebshtu, m\u00eb kishte bler\u00eb edhe t\u00eb\nbrendshme, q\u00eb shkonin me fustanin. T\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto m\u00eb habit\u00ebn. I provova dhe\nfustani m\u00eb shkonte shum\u00eb, ai m\u00eb rrinte fiks me trupin, duke m\u00eb treguar linjat\ndhe belin tim t\u00eb holl\u00eb. Kurrizi ishte gati i gjithi i hapur dhe mua nuk m\u00eb\np\u00eblqente kjo, por sipas Vjollc\u00ebs, ai fustan ishte i p\u00ebrshtatsh\u00ebm p\u00ebr dark\u00ebn n\u00eb\nt\u00eb cil\u00ebn do t\u00eb shkonim. N\u00eb nj\u00eb moment, ajo m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Prit, surprizat nuk kan\u00eb mbaruar akoma! – dhe\nnxori nga \u00e7anta nj\u00eb kuti t\u00eb vog\u00ebl ku ishte nj\u00eb var\u00ebse shum\u00eb e bukur me nj\u00eb gur\nt\u00eb kuq. E gjith\u00eb kjo situat\u00eb po m\u00eb trembte, m\u00eb dukej vetja si n\u00eb ata filmat kur\nnj\u00eb burr\u00eb i b\u00ebn surpriza t\u00eb dashur\u00ebs s\u00eb tij p\u00ebr ta b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr vete, por n\u00eb rastin\ntim, surprizat vinin nga nj\u00eb grua dhe kjo gj\u00eb nuk po m\u00eb p\u00eblqente, m\u00eb dukej di\u00e7ka\ne tepruar. Pasi u b\u00ebm\u00eb gati, ajo m\u00eb kapi nga krah\u00ebt dhe m\u00eb tha: – Je b\u00ebr\u00eb shum\u00eb\ne bukur! Asnj\u00eb nuk ka p\u00ebr t\u00eb ta kaluar n\u00eb at\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje… – m\u00eb shtr\u00ebngoi n\u00eb\nkraharor dhe m\u00eb puthi n\u00eb faqe. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur mb\u00ebrrit\u00ebm n\u00eb lokal, m\u00eb dukej vetja si e huaj. Mikeshat\ne Vjollc\u00ebs pyesnin se kush isha un\u00eb. Ato ishin gra n\u00eb mosh\u00eb t\u00eb madhe, nga pes\u00ebdhjet\u00eb\nderi n\u00eb gjasht\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7e dhe un\u00eb, n\u00eb at\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, ndihesha e tep\u00ebrt. Shikoja\nq\u00eb Vjollca po k\u00ebnaqej shum\u00eb me mikeshat e saj. Ato filluan t\u00eb pinin ver\u00eb dhe\nkjo gj\u00eb nuk po m\u00eb p\u00eblqente. Vjollc\u00ebn kishte filluar ta zinte vera dhe un\u00eb i\nlutesha q\u00eb t\u00eb mos pinte shum\u00eb, por ajo m\u00eb thoshte:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Duhet t\u00eb pish edhe ti pak, bukuroshja ime, se t\u00eb b\u00ebn\nmir\u00eb… – pastaj ajo m\u00eb puthte n\u00eb faqe dhe m\u00eb bezdiste, por nuk dija \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebja.\nNuk mund t\u00eb ikja. Ishte mesi i nat\u00ebs dhe nuk mund t\u00eb shkoja vet\u00ebm e ta lija at\u00eb.\nPas shum\u00eb lutjesh, ne vendos\u00ebm t\u00eb shkonim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi ku na shoq\u00ebroi nj\u00eb mikja e\nsaj me makin\u00eb sepse Vjollca nuk mund t\u00eb ngiste dot, pasi ishte dehur. E mbaja p\u00ebr\nkrahu dhe u drejtuam n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e gjumit. Doja q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb shtrihej t\u00eb flinte, por\najo m\u00eb kapi nga beli dhe me tha: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– T\u00eb lutem, m\u00eb fal q\u00eb piva sot… Ti je princesha\nime dhe kjo mbr\u00ebmje duhet t\u00eb ishte vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr ty! – Dora e saj n\u00eb belin tim filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb\nbezdiste, doja t\u00eb shk\u00ebputesha prej saj, por ajo nuk m\u00eb l\u00ebshonte… – T\u00eb lutem,\nm\u00eb d\u00ebgjo. Q\u00ebkur t\u00eb kam par\u00eb, m\u00eb ke p\u00eblqyer shum\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e\nkisha ndjer\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. – Pa mbaruar fjal\u00ebn, ajo m\u00eb puthi te cepi i buz\u00ebs.\nFillova ta shtyja me gjith\u00eb forc\u00ebn time, por ajo nuk m\u00eb l\u00ebshonte. Dukej sikur\npija i jepte m\u00eb shum\u00eb forc\u00eb. E shtyva dhe n\u00eb nj\u00eb moment, ajo u shtri mbi\nkrevat. Dukej q\u00eb nuk kishte fuqi t\u00eb ngrihej m\u00eb. Ajo vazhdonte t\u00eb fliste pa\npushim duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb se n\u00eb dit\u00ebt e sotme nuk ia vlen t\u00eb jetosh me nj\u00eb mashkull,\npor un\u00eb e ky\u00e7a der\u00ebn e dhom\u00ebs s\u00eb saj dhe fjeta n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn p\u00ebrball\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, ajo nuk mbante mend ose b\u00ebnte sikur, kurse\nun\u00eb i tregova gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb kishte ndodhur nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. Ajo filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb\nk\u00ebrkonte t\u00eb falur, por ishte e kot\u00eb. E dija q\u00eb kjo histori fshihte di\u00e7ka, por\nnuk e kisha menduar t\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb kaq posht\u00ebruese p\u00ebr mua. Ajo ishte dita e\nfundit kur u takova me Vjollc\u00ebn. M\u00eb pas, ndryshova numrin e telefonit dhe ajo\nnuk u b\u00eb m\u00eb e gjall\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ishte dit\u00eb e diel dhe un\u00eb e kisha pushim. At\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb zgjoi zilja e nj\u00eb mesazhi q\u00eb m\u00eb erdhi n\u00eb telefon. E hapa dhe lexova se n\u00eb telefon m\u00eb kishin ardhur 10 mij\u00eb lek\u00eb (t\u00eb vjetra). Ishte nj\u00eb num\u00ebr i panjohur vodafon, me kontrat\u00eb. U habita. \u201cMe siguri do t\u00eb ken\u00eb ngat\u00ebrruar numrin\u201d, po […]<\/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":[282],"class_list":["post-22041","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori-nga-jeta-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22041","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=22041"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22041\/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=22041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}