Mora mundimin t\u2019ju shkruaja juve pasi dua t\u2019ju tregoj ngjarjen q\u00eb m\u00eb \u00e7oi deri aty sa nisa t\u00eb mendoja p\u00ebr vet\u00ebvrasjen!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ky q\u00eb do t\u2019ju rr\u00ebfej nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebkat i kryer nga un\u00eb, por nga vjehrri im tek i cili un\u00eb besoja verb\u00ebrisht, me nj\u00eb naivitet q\u00eb e pagova r\u00ebnd\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Banoj n\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb Mesme dhe n\u00eb jet\u00eb kam kaluar v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi\nt\u00eb nj\u00ebpasnj\u00ebshme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Im at\u00eb vdiq shum\u00eb her\u00ebt dhe na la pes\u00eb motra jetime. Q\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl,\nbashk\u00eb me maman\u00eb gjendeshim n\u00eb mes t\u00eb pes\u00ebqind halleve. Ai ishte njeri shum\u00eb i\nmir\u00eb, por e kishte shum\u00eb qejf pijen dhe kumarin, ndaj pasi vdiq, na la nj\u00eb mal\nme borxhe. Ai nd\u00ebrroi jet\u00eb nga nj\u00eb atak dhe megjith\u00ebse kishte koh\u00eb q\u00eb vuante\nnga zemra, akoma e ndjejm\u00eb dhembjen p\u00ebr vdekjen e tij.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u00ebr t\u00eb mbijetuar na u desh t\u00eb sakrifikonim shum\u00eb, edhe shkoll\u00ebn ton\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm\nnj\u00ebra nga motrat, m\u00eb e vogla, arriti ta b\u00ebnte gjimnazin gjat\u00eb dit\u00ebs, nd\u00ebrsa ne\nt\u00eb kat\u00ebrta vazhdonim shkoll\u00eb nate si\u00e7 quhej at\u00ebher\u00eb, pasditeve, vet\u00ebm tri her\u00eb\nn\u00eb jav\u00eb. Punonim ku t\u00eb na dilte ndonj\u00eb vend i p\u00ebrshtatsh\u00ebm pune, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb\nt\u00eb paguanim borxhet dhe t\u00eb ushqeheshim. Na iku rinia duke punuar n\u00ebp\u00ebr fabrika\nme tre turne e n\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb tjera t\u00eb r\u00ebndomta. Ishim ende adoleshente, kur na\nduhej t\u00eb ktheheshim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi nat\u00ebn dhe kishim shum\u00eb frik\u00eb… Motra e madhe\nishte me fat sepse punonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb nd\u00ebrmarrje artistike, nd\u00ebrsa neve q\u00eb punonim\nm\u00eb s\u00eb shumti nat\u00ebn, vinte t\u00eb na merrte nga puna nj\u00eb djal\u00eb daje q\u00eb banonte af\u00ebr\nnesh. Ishim akoma vajza t\u00eb vogla dhe ato pun\u00eb nuk b\u00ebnin p\u00ebr ne, por \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb\nb\u00ebnim?! Paguheshim shum\u00eb pak dhe nuk na dilte p\u00ebr t\u2019u ushqyer mir\u00eb. Nuk mund ta\nimagjinoni \u00e7\u2019tortur\u00eb ka qen\u00eb t\u00eb punoje me barkun bosh. Mbaj mend q\u00eb m\u00eb ka r\u00ebn\u00eb\ndisa her\u00eb t\u00eb fik\u00ebt, por kurr\u00eb nuk hoqa dor\u00eb nga puna dhe nga shpresa se ndoshta\nt\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, jeta p\u00ebr ne do t\u00eb qe m\u00eb e mir\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb periudh\u00eb kaq t\u00eb err\u00ebt t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime, m\u2019u duk sikur m\u00eb trokiti fati\nn\u00eb der\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb erdhi tezja e mamit n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Bija ime, m\u00eb duket se do t\u00eb ket\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb mira p\u00ebr ty!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U habita sepse nuk prisja gj\u00eb prej gj\u00ebje. Besoja se fati im ishte i shkruar\nq\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb rropatesha gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn, duke qen\u00eb se po ndiqja nj\u00eb shkoll\u00eb nate, nuk\nkisha premisa p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjetur nj\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb ardhmen, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb do isha e\ndetyruar p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn t\u00eb punoja si skllave. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb asrye, kur e\nd\u00ebgjova t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte ashtu, m\u2019u zgjua kureshtja dhe e pyeta:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Teze, \u00e7far\u00eb po thua? Aman, t\u00eb lutem, n\u00eb ke ndonj\u00eb haber t\u00eb mir\u00eb ma thuaj\nse e kam d\u00ebshiruar aq shum\u00eb nj\u00eb g\u00ebzim n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time dhe besoj se me gjith\u00eb\nsakrificat q\u00eb kam b\u00ebr\u00eb, e meritoj!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Asaj iu mbush\u00ebn syt\u00eb me lot dhe si tani e kujtoj kur m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
– T\u00eb keqen tezja! Un\u00eb t\u00eb kam gjetur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u00eb t\u00eb mbaj\u00eb n\u00eb\np\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb dor\u00ebs. Ai i ka t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb mirat, por ka dy vjet q\u00eb i ka vdekur\ngruaja dhe tani do q\u00eb t\u00eb martohet pasi ndjen nevoj\u00ebn e nj\u00eb gruaje n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi.\nNuk ka ende f\u00ebmij\u00eb pasi gruaja e tij ndjes\u00eb past\u00eb, nuk lindte, ndaj ti nuk do\nkesh probleme t\u00eb ndryshme si\u00e7 do kishe n\u00ebse ai do t\u00eb kishte f\u00ebmij\u00eb dhe \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb\nm\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishmja, do ta g\u00ebzosh at\u00eb duke e b\u00ebr\u00eb baba p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn\ne tij!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb p\u00ebrqafova maman\u00eb tim\u00eb dhe t\u00eb dyja filluam t\u00eb qanim me lot g\u00ebzimi. As q\u00eb\nm\u00eb binte nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb martohesha pasi e dija q\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb mund t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte\nasnj\u00eb djal\u00eb, se pik\u00eb s\u00eb pari nuk kishte kur t\u00eb m\u00eb shihte e ku t\u00eb m\u00eb ndiqte\n(sepse k\u00ebto pun\u00eb k\u00ebshtu b\u00ebheshin at\u00ebher\u00eb) e pastaj edhe n\u00ebse ndonj\u00eb djal\u00eb do t\u00eb\nmund t\u2019i p\u00eblqeja, kisha frik\u00eb se po t\u00eb\ninteresoheshin pastaj p\u00ebr familjen time dhe problemet q\u00eb kemi pasur do t\u00eb\nt\u00ebrhiqej menj\u00ebher\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E paduruar vazhdova ta pyesja tezen p\u00ebr lloj-lloj gj\u00ebrash, pasi ende nuk po\nm\u00eb besohej q\u00eb di\u00e7ka e till\u00eb po m\u00eb ndodhte mua. E nga ta dija un\u00eb at\u00ebher\u00eb se\npranimi i k\u00ebtij propozimi q\u00eb un\u00eb e b\u00ebra aq leht\u00ebsisht do t\u00eb ma nxinte edhe m\u00eb\nshum\u00eb jet\u00ebn, do t\u00eb ma b\u00ebnte akoma m\u00eb sterr nga \u00e7\u2019e kisha pasur?! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
– Mejreme, ato jan\u00eb familje shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb \u2013 m\u00eb thoshte tezja. – Ai (pra,\nburri i ve p\u00ebr t\u00eb cil\u00ebn po b\u00ebhet fjal\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb po i v\u00eb pseudonimin Aliu) \u00ebsht\u00eb\nnj\u00eb njeri pa vese dhe shum\u00eb familjar. Ai jeton bahsk\u00eb me dy prind\u00ebrit e tij p\u00ebr\nt\u00eb cil\u00ebt flasin fjal\u00eb nga m\u00eb t\u00eb mirat! Kan\u00eb biografi t\u00eb mir\u00eb. Jam shum\u00eb e\nsigurt\u00eb q\u00eb ti do t\u00eb ndihesh si n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb t\u00ebnde atje, madje m\u00eb mir\u00eb! Mua m\u00eb\ntha nj\u00eb mikja ime q\u00eb punon me mua e q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb komshie me Aliun. Mamaja e tij ia\nkishte qar\u00eb hallin shoqes sime dhe i kishte k\u00ebrkuar nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb t\u00eb ndershme p\u00ebr\ndjalin q\u00eb ende vuan vdekjen e ish-bashk\u00ebshortes! M\u2019u b\u00eb qejfi q\u00eb ma tha mua t\u00eb\npar\u00ebs k\u00ebt\u00eb lajm shoqja ime sepse m\u00eb vajti mendja menj\u00ebher\u00eb te ti dhe mendova se\nky do ishte shansi yt i vet\u00ebm, t\u00eb cilin ti patjet\u00ebr duhej ta kapje!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E mbaj mend shum\u00eb mir\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb. Sa e g\u00ebzuar rash\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb fjetur! \u00cbnd\u00ebrroja\nme sy hapur nj\u00eb jet\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb, por kjo do t\u00eb mbetej vet\u00ebm n\u00eb \u00ebndrrat e mia,\npasi asgj\u00eb nuk vajti si\u00e7 qe parashikuar…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Mora mundimin t\u2019ju shkruaja juve pasi dua t\u2019ju tregoj ngjarjen q\u00eb m\u00eb \u00e7oi deri aty sa nisa t\u00eb mendoja p\u00ebr vet\u00ebvrasjen! Ky q\u00eb do t\u2019ju rr\u00ebfej nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebkat i kryer nga un\u00eb, por nga vjehrri im tek i cili un\u00eb besoja verb\u00ebrisht, me nj\u00eb naivitet q\u00eb e pagova r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Banoj n\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21711,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[249,245,2490],"class_list":["post-22358","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh","tag-histori","tag-mekat","tag-vjehrri"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22358","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=22358"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22358\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21711"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22358"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22358"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22358"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}