E di q\u00eb jeni m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb lexoni historira nga femrat e l\u00ebnduara apo t\u00eb tradhtuara, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
por un\u00eb kam nj\u00eb histori tjet\u00ebr e cila mund t\u2019ju duket e paimagjinueshme, ama mund t\u2019i ndodh\u00eb kujtdo, ndon\u00ebse uroj q\u00eb jo. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb q\u00eb mora guximin t\u00eb shkruaj jam nj\u00eb burr\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, q\u00eb jeta m\u00eb ka m\u00ebsuar gj\u00ebra t\u00eb ndryshme. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
M\u00eb ka m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb jem i drejt\u00eb dhe nga drejt\u00ebsia e madhe e kam ngr\u00ebn\u00eb. Jeta m\u00eb m\u00ebsoi q\u00eb me g\u00ebnjeshtra arrihet shum\u00eb lart menj\u00ebher\u00eb, por po re posht\u00eb, vritesh shum\u00eb dhe mund t\u00eb humbas\u00ebsh shum\u00eb. Shum\u00eb koh\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb u njoha me at\u00eb me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn vendosa t\u00eb martohesha. N\u00eb fakt, k\u00ebt\u00eb vajz\u00ebn ma prezantuan dhe nuk vendosa vet\u00eb, por prind\u00ebrit ma vun\u00eb si kusht sepse e njihnin dhe kishin d\u00ebgjuar fjal\u00eb tep\u00ebr t\u00eb mira p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr familjen e saj. Kjo vajza quhej Bukurie. Si\u00e7 kishte emrin, ishte edhe vet\u00eb. Ajo ishte simpatike (por mos u g\u00ebnjeni nga simpatiket, ju meshkuj!). Ne u martuam m\u00eb 15 shkurt. B\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb drek\u00eb familjare me pak miq e shok\u00eb, pasi edhe gjendjen ekonomike nuk e kishim shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb. Te familja jon\u00eb punonim t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, un\u00eb, mamaja, babai dhe v\u00ebllai im i madh. Bukuria, ndryshe nga vajzat e tjera, ishte e padal\u00eb dhe askush n\u00eb fshat nuk e njihte. Vet\u00ebm ata q\u00eb shkonin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, e shihnin. Ajo dukej nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e urt\u00eb, e \u00ebmb\u00ebl, pun\u00ebtore dhe ajo q\u00eb vlente m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb ishte virgj\u00ebria. Ajo e plot\u00ebsonte k\u00ebt\u00eb kriter! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
U martuam kur ishte\n17 vje\u00e7e dhe un\u00eb isha 22 vje\u00e7. Ajo thonte gjithmon\u00eb se ishte me fat q\u00eb un\u00eb\nkisha zgjedhur at\u00eb p\u00ebr grua. Shkonim shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Edhe ne, si t\u00eb gjitha \u00e7iftet e\ntjera kishim problemet tona, por un\u00eb e doja shum\u00eb dhe i kam q\u00ebndruar besnik\ngjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb ishim bashk\u00eb. Sigurisht, fillova ta doja me kalimin e\nkoh\u00ebs, pasi un\u00eb s\u2019e njihja m\u00eb par\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb vit pasi ishim\nmartuar, lindi djali yn\u00eb. Isha shum\u00eb i g\u00ebzuar q\u00eb u b\u00ebra me djal\u00eb, me nj\u00eb\ntrash\u00ebgimtar. Kur djali mbushi nj\u00eb vje\u00e7, ne ia festuam dit\u00eblindjen t\u00eb madhe,\nnj\u00ebsoj si dasm\u00eb. Un\u00eb punoja nga m\u00ebngjesi deri n\u00eb dark\u00eb. Bukuria, gruaja ime,\ndonte t\u00eb q\u00ebndronte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi q\u00eb t\u00eb kujdesej p\u00ebr djalin, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb familjen e\nmbaja un\u00eb. Mbase nuk isha burri q\u00eb ajo kishte \u00ebnd\u00ebrruar, por ishte e pamundur\nq\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi m\u00eb shum\u00eb, si\u00e7 ajo donte dhe n\u00eb familjen ton\u00eb\nfilluan mosmarr\u00ebveshjet e grindeshim shpesh, por ishin grindje q\u00eb nuk e pak\u00ebsonin\ndashurin\u00eb time karshi saj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pas viteve \u201990, ne\nerdh\u00ebm n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb dhe ajo gjeti nj\u00eb vend pune. U g\u00ebzova, se m\u00eb n\u00eb fund dhe ajo\ndo t\u00eb dilte nuk do t\u00eb rrinte gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebn e mbyllur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, duke fantazuar p\u00ebr\nmua gj\u00ebra t\u00eb pav\u00ebrteta. Ne vazhdonim t\u00eb kishim vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb djal\u00eb, i cili tani\njeton n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb, por un\u00eb gjithmon\u00eb e d\u00ebshiroja nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Nj\u00eb vit e gjysm\u00eb\npasi Bukuria u fut n\u00eb pun\u00eb, ne u b\u00ebm\u00eb me vajz\u00eb. Puna e saj na bekoi, por un\u00eb,\ngjat\u00eb disa muajve t\u00eb shtatzanis\u00eb s\u00eb dyt\u00eb nuk i q\u00ebndrova pran\u00eb se m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb\nikja jasht\u00eb shtetit p\u00ebr pun\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm kat\u00ebr-pes\u00eb muajt e par\u00eb ndenja. K\u00ebtu n\u00eb\nTiran\u00eb nuk kishim asnj\u00eb t\u00eb njohur dhe isha pak n\u00eb merak se kush do t\u00eb kujdesej\np\u00ebr gruan time, por pran\u00eb saj ndenj\u00ebn shoqe t\u00eb sajat dhe miqt\u00eb q\u00eb kishim n\u00eb\npallat. U lumturuam shum\u00eb kur erdhi n\u00eb jet\u00eb vajza. Un\u00eb n\u00eb Itali \u00e7mendesha nga\ng\u00ebzimi p\u00ebr ta par\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr t\u2019i ndjer\u00eb arom\u00ebn. Djali n\u00eb telefon m\u00eb thonte: \u201cMotra\n\u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb kukull e vog\u00ebl dhe po kujdesem un\u00eb o babi p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Ti rri i qet\u00eb dhe\npuno e na sill \u00e7okollata\u201d. Un\u00eb b\u00ebra \u00e7mos q\u00eb t\u00eb kthehesha sa m\u00eb shpejt dhe t\u2019i q\u00ebndroja\npran\u00eb familjes sime. E doja shum\u00eb at\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb, edhe pse un\u00eb e pash\u00eb vet\u00ebm dy\njav\u00eb pasi ajo kishte lindur, por sa vinte e rritej vajza, ajo nuk na ngjante\nfare as mua, as gruas sime. Elda kishte marr\u00eb pamjen e vjehrr\u00ebs sime, syt\u00eb\nmadje dhe dialektin e kishte tamam si ajo. Elda tani \u00ebsht\u00eb 22 vje\u00e7e e jeton n\u00eb\nSpanj\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb studente e mir\u00eb dhe d\u00ebshiron t\u00eb merret me politik\u00eb. As un\u00eb\ndhe as gruaja nuk e kemi ndaluar kurr\u00eb t\u00eb merret me \u00ebndrrat e saj. Gjithmon\u00eb e\nkemi inkurajuar dhe gjithmon\u00eb i kemi q\u00ebndruar pran\u00eb, duke mos e penguar n\u00eb\ngj\u00ebrat q\u00eb ka dashur t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb. Ne u m\u00ebrzit\u00ebm shum\u00eb kur vajza u largua p\u00ebr n\u00eb\nSpanj\u00eb dhe nuk rrinim dot pa pranin\u00eb e saj. Ajo ishte harmonia e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb son\u00eb,\npor e mira jon\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb se n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb i kishim mund\u00ebsit\u00eb dhe dy muaj pasi ajo u\nlargua nga Shqip\u00ebria, i b\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb vizit\u00eb surpriz\u00eb. Ajo u emocionua shum\u00eb. N\u00eb\nSpanj\u00eb ajo na prezantoi me t\u00eb dashurin e saj me t\u00eb cilin tani bashk\u00ebjeton.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Megjith\u00ebse familja\njon\u00eb dukej se ishte n\u00eb vij\u00eb, gj\u00ebrat, nuk ishte e th\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb vazhdonin nj\u00ebsoj…\nGruaja nisi t\u00eb kishte probleme sh\u00ebndet\u00ebsore dhe mjek\u00ebt vendos\u00ebn ta operonin. Un\u00eb\ndhe vajza, shkuam t\u00eb jepnim gjak sepse k\u00ebshtu ishin rregullat (Djali nuk\nndodhej at\u00eb m\u00ebngjes me ne, sepse vinte pasdite von\u00eb nga Amerika). Nj\u00eb mjek aty\nn\u00eb spital e njihja dhe i k\u00ebrkova me t\u00eb qeshur t\u00eb b\u00ebnte analizat e ADN-s\u00eb p\u00ebr\nmua dhe vajz\u00ebn. Ia thash\u00eb si me t\u00eb qeshur, por qesh mir\u00eb ai q\u00eb qesh i fundit,\nkot nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb kjo shprehje. Aty un\u00eb zbulova q\u00eb ajo nuk ishte vajza ime. U\ntmerrova! Kisha rritur nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb q\u00eb nuk kishte qen\u00eb i imi dhe q\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb\ne doja me shpirt, po aq sa edhe djalin, por prap\u00eb kisha shpres\u00eb se mjeku po\ntallej dhe po m\u00eb b\u00ebnte p\u00ebr t\u00eb qeshur meq\u00eb isha i m\u00ebrzitur nga operimi i gruas.\nPor jo, ai e kishte seriozisht. U xhindosa aq keq, saq\u00eb nd\u00ebrsa t\u00eb gjith\u00eb thonin:\n\u201cIshalla shp\u00ebton gruaja nga operacioni\u201d, vet\u00ebm un\u00eb me mendjen time thoja:\n\u201cShp\u00ebto po munde, se do t\u00eb t\u00eb vras un\u00eb me duart e mia\u201d. Por n\u00eb fakt nuk kisha v\u00ebn\u00eb\nkurr\u00eb dor\u00eb mbi t\u00eb dhe nuk dija n\u00ebse do t\u00eb kisha zem\u00ebr p\u00ebr ta q\u00eblluar. V\u00ebrtet nuk\ne q\u00ebllova, sepse e respektoja shum\u00eb dhe vet\u00ebm inat mund t\u2019i mbaja, por dhe jeta\nime ishte si telenovel\u00eb, madje s\u2019do habitesha n\u00ebse do ta shihja n\u00eb telenovelat\nspanjolle apo turke. Kur gruaja u p\u00ebrmend, un\u00eb u futa t\u00ebr\u00eb nerva n\u00eb dhom\u00eb dhe\nk\u00ebrkova q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb dilnin nga dhoma. E shfryva t\u00ebr\u00eb dufin dhe inatin q\u00eb\nkisha mbi gruan e ajo nuk tha asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb, vet\u00ebm d\u00ebgjonte. Fundja, ishte fajtore\np\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte ndodhur. Vajti puna sa u mata p\u00ebr ta q\u00eblluar dhe nuk e\nq\u00ebllova. Ajo, sigurisht, nuk e priste q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb at\u00eb form\u00eb, priste q\u00eb\nt\u2019i thoja \u201csi je zem\u00ebr?\u201d, por un\u00eb, me analizat e gjakut n\u00eb duar, i k\u00ebrkova\nllogari: \u201cPse Elda nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vajza ime?\u201d. Ajo, me lot n\u00eb sy, ma konfirmoi. Po\nluaja mendsh. Si kishte mund\u00ebsi? Ja cili qe rr\u00ebfimi i saj…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cKur u futa n\u00eb pun\u00eb,\nti e dije q\u00eb un\u00eb vet\u00ebm shkoll\u00ebn e mesme kisha (sepse kur u martuam un\u00eb e lash\u00eb\nt\u00eb vazhdonte shkoll\u00ebn e mesme), k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb shefi m\u00eb detyroi q\u00eb t\u00eb kryeja marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie\nme t\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb mbante n\u00eb pun\u00eb. Nga k\u00ebto marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie t\u00eb mallkuara lindi vajza.\nKurr\u00eb nuk kisha guxim t\u00eb ta thoja t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn. E dija q\u00eb ti do t\u00eb m\u00eb braktisje\ne do m\u00eb ktheje n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebr pun\u00eb nderi dhe un\u00eb s\u2019e doja nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Un\u00eb\nt\u00eb doja shum\u00eb dhe ende t\u00eb dua. Gjithmon\u00eb qaja dhe ndjehesha keq q\u00eb ta punova\nprapa krah\u00ebve, por m\u00eb detyruan. T\u00eb lutem, m\u00eb fal…\u201d, m\u00eb thoshte, por un\u00eb nuk\ndoja t\u2019ia dija p\u00ebr asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb q\u00eb ajo thonte. U nevrikosa n\u00eb kulm. Ajo m\u00eb kishte\ntradhtuar mua vet\u00ebm e vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u2019u futur n\u00eb pun\u00eb! Isha gati ta hapja dheun dhe\nt\u00eb hyja brenda. N\u00eb at\u00eb moment, erdhi vajza n\u00eb dhom\u00eb. Ajo u \u00e7udit kur m\u00eb pa me\nnerva dhe me k\u00ebmb\u00ebngulje donte t\u00eb dinte se \u00e7far\u00eb kishte ndodhur. I treguam t\u00eb\nv\u00ebrtet\u00ebn. Me pak fjal\u00eb, i thash\u00eb se ajo nuk ishte vajza ime dhe se mamaja e saj\nduhet t\u2019i tregonte kush ishte babai i saj. Ajo pa me inat t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn dhe duke b\u00ebrtitur,\ni tha: \u201cKy zot\u00ebria q\u00eb un\u00eb njoh p\u00ebr baba, nuk t\u00eb meriton ty p\u00ebr grua. Si ka mund\u00ebsi\nq\u00eb na ke g\u00ebnjyer p\u00ebr vite t\u00eb t\u00ebra? \u00c7far\u00eb femre je ti? Un\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb t\u00eb\nflas m\u00eb me goj\u00eb, tashm\u00eb, p\u00ebr mua, ti ke vdekur!\u201d, tha vajza dhe u largua nga\ndhoma shum\u00eb e m\u00ebrzitur e me lot n\u00eb sy. Pa e vrar\u00eb mendjen sa njer\u00ebz na kishin\nardhur n\u00eb spital, ajo nisi t\u00eb b\u00ebrtiste se mamaja e saj ishte nj\u00eb lavire q\u00eb u kishte\ndh\u00ebn\u00eb buk\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebve me para t\u00eb pis\u00ebta, q\u00eb nuk i kishte dashur kurr\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt dhe\nas bashk\u00ebshortin e saj. Madje filloi t\u00eb thoshte: \u201cUn\u00eb nuk e njoh at\u00eb plehr\u00ebn q\u00eb\n\u00ebsht\u00eb babai im\u201d dhe me d\u00ebnes\u00eb ul\u00ebriste e qante p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb sapo mori vesh. T\u00eb\ngjith\u00eb u \u00e7udit\u00ebn dhe filluan t\u2019i thonin se nuk ishte n\u00eb vete, mendonin se ajo\nndjehej n\u00eb ankth p\u00ebr operacionin e mamas\u00eb s\u00eb vet saq\u00eb dhe vajz\u00ebs i b\u00ebn\u00eb\ngjilp\u00ebr\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb qet\u00ebsohej. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb kujtuan se ajo kishte kaluar nga mendt\u00eb, por\nvajza ishte m\u00eb se mir\u00eb dhe po i tregonte gjith\u00eb bot\u00ebs turpin q\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb\nmamaja e saj. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb filluan t\u00eb qeshnin dhe nuk e besonin \u00e7far\u00eb thonte ajo.\nDjali q\u00eb kishte vet\u00ebm 15 minuta q\u00eb kishte ardhur, nuk po kuptonte asgj\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00eb\npo ndodhte. M\u00eb pa edhe mua t\u00eb trishtuar dhe ai, si t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt, mendonte se motra\ne vet nuk ishte mir\u00eb nga mendja. M\u00eb pyeti mua dhe un\u00eb i pohova \u00e7do fjal\u00eb q\u00eb\nkishte th\u00ebn\u00eb motra e tij. Ai, sigurisht, u acarua n\u00eb kulm dhe vajti e i b\u00ebrtiti\nakoma m\u00eb keq mamas\u00eb s\u00eb vet. Ajo dit\u00eb po m\u00eb dukej sikur nuk kishte fund, m\u00eb e\ngjata e jet\u00ebs sime ka qen\u00eb. Nuk isha vet\u00ebm un\u00eb i m\u00ebrzitur, por t\u00eb gjith\u00eb aty po\ne p\u00ebrjetonin at\u00eb q\u00eb gruaja ime ma kishte mbajtur t\u00eb fsheht\u00eb p\u00ebr m\u00eb shum\u00eb se 20\nvjet…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
F\u00ebmij\u00ebt ishin ata\nq\u00eb m\u00eb shtyn\u00eb t\u00eb ndahesha nga Bukuria, madje ata m\u00eb gjet\u00ebn edhe avokatin, t\u00eb\ncilit nuk ia tham\u00eb arsyet e v\u00ebrteta t\u00eb ndarjes. Mbasi doli ish-gruaja ime nga\nspitali, ne t\u00eb gjith\u00eb e shoq\u00ebruem p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ajo q\u00eb ishte m\u00eb e hidh\u00ebrueshme\np\u00ebr ish-gruan time \u00ebsht\u00eb se pas tet\u00eb muajsh nga divorci, ajo pati dit\u00eblindjen\ndhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e uruan vet\u00ebm me fjal\u00ebn \u201cG\u00ebzuar\u201d dhe nuk i b\u00ebn\u00eb dhurata si\ngjithmon\u00eb. Un\u00eb i dhurova tre tr\u00ebndafila si gjithmon\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb kuti me \u00e7okollata\ne cila ishte e ve\u00e7anta e k\u00ebsaj dit\u00eblindjeje, pasi \u00e7okollata nuk i kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb\ndhurat\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. Ajo m\u2019u lut q\u00eb t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja me t\u00eb p\u00ebr dark\u00eb, por ishte e\npamundur. Pak koh\u00eb pasi ajo doli nga spitali ne ishim ndar\u00eb, por vajza\nvazhdonte t\u2019i mbante inat. Djali po ashtu nuk i flet m\u00eb me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn dashuri\nq\u00eb ka patur m\u00eb p\u00ebrpara. Djali thot\u00eb se ajo f\u00eblliqi fisin ton\u00eb. Pranova t\u00eb\nndahesha, edhe pse mund ta kalonim k\u00ebt\u00eb situat\u00eb, por fundja, \u00e7\u2019e doja nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr\nq\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk ka qen\u00eb besnike me mua? Nuk mund t\u2019i shtyja m\u00eb dit\u00ebt me at\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb\ng\u00ebnjeu p\u00ebr nj\u00ebzet vjet e m\u00eb shum\u00eb dhe kush e di me sa t\u00eb tjer\u00eb kishte shkuar pas\nmeje. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb nuk jam i sigurt\u00eb dhe nuk dua ta paragjykoj, por nuk mund t\u2019u\nbesoj m\u00eb fjal\u00ebve t\u00eb saj. Si p\u00ebrfundim, ajo mori si shp\u00ebrblim largimin e t\u00eb dy\nf\u00ebmij\u00ebve. Ata flasin me mua dhe m\u00eb duan shum\u00eb. Un\u00eb u them q\u00eb t\u00eb flasin ngroht\u00eb\nme maman\u00eb e tyre, por ata m\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjen se e din\u00eb vet\u00eb se si veprojn\u00eb, sepse\nnuk jan\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl, madje vajza b\u00ebn shum\u00eb pas meje dhe vazhdon t\u00eb m\u00eb quaj\u00eb\nbaba. Ajo dhe djali m\u00eb mbanin financiarisht, sepse dhe punonin dhe vazhdonin\nuniversitetin dhe specializimet pasuniversitare, p\u00ebrkat\u00ebsisht n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb dhe\nSpanj\u00eb. Para tre muajsh, djali erdhi nga Amerika dhe tani un\u00eb jetoj vet\u00ebm me\ndjalin dhe gruan e tij t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e dua shum\u00eb dhe e kam si vajz\u00ebn time. Edhe ajo\nm\u00eb do shum\u00eb dhe m\u00eb trajton shum\u00eb mir\u00eb, madje tani u b\u00ebra gjysh me nj\u00eb nip t\u00eb\ncilin e dua shum\u00eb dhe m\u00eb kujton koh\u00ebn e rinis\u00eb, m\u00eb duket sikur po mbaj edhe nj\u00eb\nher\u00eb n\u00eb krah\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e mi t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl. Kurse Elda, \u201cvajza ime\u201d, \u00ebsht\u00eb jasht\u00eb\nshtetit dhe komunikon si me mua, si me maman\u00eb e saj, megjith\u00ebse nuk ia fal\nkurr\u00eb tradhtin\u00eb. Nuk e dija q\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur nj\u00eb vend pune, gruaja ime\ndo t\u00eb shkat\u00ebrronte familjen. Ishim shum\u00eb mir\u00eb kur ajo nuk ishte n\u00eb pun\u00eb.\nSigurisht, nuk mund t\u00eb them q\u00eb si kjo e imja sillen t\u00eb gjitha. Meshkuj e burra\nt\u00eb nderuar dua t\u2019ju jap nj\u00eb k\u00ebshill\u00eb: Kurr\u00eb mos e lini pas dore at\u00eb q\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\ndoni, kurr\u00eb mos e m\u00ebrzisni apo ta n\u00ebnver\u00ebsoni femr\u00ebn q\u00eb keni n\u00eb krah, sepse\nfemrat e kan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb leht\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb braktisin, apo t\u00eb t\u00eb turp\u00ebrojn\u00eb… <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
E di q\u00eb jeni m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb lexoni historira nga femrat e l\u00ebnduara apo t\u00eb tradhtuara, por un\u00eb kam nj\u00eb histori tjet\u00ebr e cila mund t\u2019ju duket e paimagjinueshme, ama mund t\u2019i ndodh\u00eb kujtdo, ndon\u00ebse uroj q\u00eb jo. Un\u00eb q\u00eb mora guximin t\u00eb shkruaj jam nj\u00eb burr\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, q\u00eb jeta m\u00eb ka m\u00ebsuar gj\u00ebra t\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21406,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[2065],"class_list":["post-22105","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh","tag-mekate"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22105","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=22105"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22105\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21406"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22105"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22105"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22105"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}