P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Quhem Enxhi. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Po ju shkruaj nga dhoma ime, n\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn jam mbyllur prej dit\u00ebsh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E ndiej veten t\u00eb mashtruar dhe t\u00eb pavler\u00eb. Njeriu q\u00eb doja m\u00eb shum\u00eb, q\u00eb thoshte se m\u00eb donte e me t\u00eb cilin mendoja t\u00eb kaloja jet\u00ebn, m\u00eb braktisi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Historia ime \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb p\u00ebrrall\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb ose t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn, mua ashtu m\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb\ndukur. Kam jetuar momente fantastike, q\u00eb nuk besoj se p\u00ebrs\u00ebriten m\u00eb. Nga nj\u00ebra\nan\u00eb kam qen\u00eb shum\u00eb fatlume.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb jam pothuajse n\u00ebnt\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7e dhe gjith\u00e7ka ndodhi kur po mbaroja\ngjimnazin. Deri at\u00ebher\u00eb nuk kisha puthur ndonj\u00eb djal\u00eb. Djemt\u00eb e klas\u00ebs apo miqt\u00eb\ne mi m\u00eb ngacmonin gjithnj\u00eb, m\u00eb thoshin se isha shum\u00eb e bukur, por un\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb\nnuk mendoja p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb. Gjith\u00e7ka doja ishte t\u00eb shkoja mir\u00eb me m\u00ebsime dhe prind\u00ebrit\ne mi t\u00eb ishin krenar\u00eb p\u00ebr mua. Asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk m\u00eb kishte p\u00eblqyer ndonj\u00eb djal\u00eb.\nKishte shum\u00eb prej tyre q\u00eb m\u00eb prisnin kur dilja nga shkolla. Donin t\u00eb m\u00eb\ntakonin, t\u00eb m\u00eb flisnin, m\u00eb ftonin p\u00ebr kafe dhe dreka, por un\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk\npranova. Jo vet\u00ebm sepse asnj\u00ebri prej tyre nuk m\u00eb ka goditur n\u00eb zem\u00ebr, por edhe\nsepse kisha frik\u00eb. Shihja shoqet e mia q\u00eb ndaheshin nga t\u00eb dashurit, q\u00eb i kalonin\ndit\u00ebt duke qar\u00eb dhe nuk doja q\u00eb di\u00e7ka e till\u00eb t\u00eb ndodhte me mua. N\u00eb p\u00ebrgjith\u00ebsi,\nkam qen\u00eb tip shum\u00eb i ndjesh\u00ebm. Kisha frik\u00eb nga djemt\u00eb, nga l\u00ebndimet, nga\nbraktisjet. Doja q\u00eb kur t\u00eb vendosja, t\u00eb lidhesha me nj\u00eb njeri p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin\nzemra t\u00eb m\u00eb rrihte zemra fort dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb donte shum\u00eb. Deri n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb nuk e\nkisha gjetur nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb till\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kjo zgjati derisa m\u00eb ftuan n\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eblindje. Nuk para shkoja n\u00eb t\u00eb tilla\nraste, por at\u00eb dit\u00eb shoqja ime m\u2019u lut aq shum\u00eb sa nuk thosha dot \u201cjo\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vendosa t\u00eb vishesha bukur, ashtu kot, p\u00ebr qejfin tim. Kisha shum\u00eb koh\u00eb pa\ndal\u00eb. Zgjodha fustanin m\u00eb t\u00eb bukur, t\u00eb cilin nuk e kisha veshur asnj\u00ebher\u00eb. B\u00ebra\npak tualet dhe l\u00ebshova flok\u00ebt e gjat\u00eb, q\u00eb gjithnj\u00eb i mbaja t\u00eb mbledhur dhe rezultati\nqe shum\u00eb i suksessh\u00ebm. Shoqja ime, kur m\u00eb pa, nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb thurte lavde. Duke\nqeshur, m\u00eb thoshte se t\u00eb gjith\u00eb do t\u00eb binin p\u00ebrtok\u00eb para meje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb fakt, kur shkova n\u00eb pabin ku ishin mbledhur t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt e vura re q\u00eb t\u00eb\ngjith\u00eb m\u00eb shihnin. Po ndihesha v\u00ebrtet e bukur, ndoshta p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn\ntime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nisa t\u00eb k\u00ebrceja dhe t\u00eb g\u00ebzoja me t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. N\u00eb nj\u00eb moment, d\u00ebgjuam disa z\u00ebra\nt\u00eb lart\u00eb jasht\u00eb. Shoqja q\u00eb kishte dit\u00eblindjen, doli p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb. Ajo e kishte\nprenotuar pabin, por te dera ishte nj\u00eb grup q\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte t\u00eb hynte. Ata donin vet\u00ebm\nt\u00eb pinin birra dhe po thoshin se nuk do t\u00eb b\u00ebnin asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Roja donte t\u2019i p\u00ebrzinte,\npor shoqja ime u tha t\u00eb hynin. Ajo dukej shum\u00eb e g\u00ebzuar dhe un\u00eb nuk po e\nkuptoja p\u00ebrsen\u00eb. Kur grupi hyri, e mora me mend. Midis tyre, ishte nj\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00ebtar\nshum\u00eb i njohur. Kur e pash\u00eb, nuk po u besoja syve. Ai ishte m\u00eb i mir\u00eb nga af\u00ebr\nsesa n\u00eb televizor. Pothuajse t\u00eb gjitha vajzat pushuan s\u00eb k\u00ebrcyeri dhe shihnin\nvet\u00ebm at\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa ai dukej shum\u00eb moskok\u00eb\u00e7ar\u00ebs. Ishte ulur n\u00eb banak dhe po pinte\nbirr\u00eb me miqt\u00eb e tij. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pak m\u00eb von\u00eb, nj\u00eb shok i klas\u00ebs m\u00eb ftoi q\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebrcenim. Shkova dhe nisa t\u00eb k\u00ebrceja\nme gjith\u00eb shpirt, pasi m\u00eb p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb ajo k\u00ebng\u00eb. I harrova t\u00eb t\u00ebra. Kur\nmbarova, pash\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ishin rreth meje dhe po duartrokisnin. U skuqa dhe\nu ula n\u00eb vendin tim. Nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqente t\u00eb isha n\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb v\u00ebmendjes. Nd\u00ebrsa po\npija birr\u00eb, ktheva kok\u00ebn nga k\u00ebng\u00ebtari. Ai vazhdonte t\u00eb ishte n\u00eb vendin e tij,\npor k\u00ebsaj here m\u2019i kishte ngulur syt\u00eb mua. Ula kok\u00ebn dhe nuk m\u00eb besohej. Zemra\nm\u00eb rrihte fort. Ndoshta nuk e kishte me mua budalla\u00e7k\u00ebn! Ngrita s\u00ebrish kok\u00ebn,\npor ai vazhdonte t\u00eb m\u00eb shihte. M\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshi dhe ma b\u00ebri me dor\u00eb. Nj\u00eb nga shok\u00ebt\ne tij m\u2019u afrua dhe m\u00eb pyeti n\u00ebse doja t\u00eb bashkohesha me ta. Sigurisht q\u00eb\npranova. Rrug\u00ebn p\u00ebr te banaku e b\u00ebra si e trullosur. Kur iu afrova dhe i dhash\u00eb\ndor\u00ebn, sa nuk m\u00eb ra t\u00eb fik\u00ebt. M\u00eb dukej aq i bukur! Nis\u00ebm t\u00eb flisnim. Duke qen\u00eb\nse muzika ishte shum\u00eb e lart\u00eb, afronim buz\u00ebt n\u00eb vesh. Kur ndieja frym\u00ebn e tij,\nm\u00eb dridhej i gjith\u00eb trupi. M\u00eb von\u00eb, m\u00eb tha se do ngrihej. M\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi numrin e\ntelefonit, q\u00eb ndonj\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb pinim kafe. E nxora celularin duke u dridhur. Ia\ndhash\u00eb numrin dhe m\u00eb pas, ai u ngrit dhe iku. Para se t\u00eb largohej, m\u00eb puthi n\u00eb\nfaqe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
T\u00eb gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb sken\u00eb miqt\u00eb e mi e kishin par\u00eb. Kur u ktheva s\u00ebrish te ta,\nnis\u00ebn t\u00eb m\u00eb ngacmonin me fjal\u00eb, por un\u00eb as q\u00eb e kisha mendjen tek ata. Tashm\u00eb e\nkisha gjetur njeriun tim t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai m\u00eb mori n\u00eb telefon dhe ne dol\u00ebm. Ishte nj\u00eb nga pasditet m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura.\nShkuam n\u00eb nj\u00eb kafene jasht\u00eb Tiran\u00ebs dhe fol\u00ebm. Kur m\u00eb p\u00ebrcolli p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi,\nai nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebndonte. Ishte e pabesueshme, as n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr nuk kisha p\u00ebrjetuar\ngj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pas asaj dite, u lidh\u00ebm. Me t\u00eb ndava puthjen e par\u00eb, emocionet e mia t\u00eb\npara, mardh\u00ebnien time t\u00eb par\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb e shum\u00eb t\u00eb tjera m\u00eb pas. Nuk ia tregoja\naskujt, pasi kishim th\u00ebn\u00eb se ai ishte sekreti yn\u00eb, por brenda vetes e dija q\u00eb e\ndoja. Edhe ai, m\u00eb thoshte se m\u00eb donte shum\u00eb dhe se do t\u00eb m\u00eb donte p\u00ebrjet\u00eb, por me\nsa kuptova, p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsia e tij zgjaste shum\u00eb pak. Pas m\u00eb pak se nj\u00eb viti ai nisi\nt\u00eb m\u00eb largohej. Nuk m\u00eb telefononte m\u00eb si m\u00eb par\u00eb, m\u00eb shmangej, nuk m\u00eb takonte\nshpesh derisa nj\u00eb dit\u00eb nd\u00ebrroi numrin e celularit dhe nuk m\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjej m\u00eb. Nuk\ndija ku ta gjeja. I gjeta nj\u00eb dat\u00eb koncerti dhe shkova n\u00eb Durr\u00ebs vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr ta\ntakuar. Kur m\u00eb pa, u habit. E p\u00ebrqafova fort se m\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb shum\u00eb malli. M\u00eb\npas i k\u00ebrkova shpjegime, e pyeta p\u00ebrse ishte zhdukur. Ai m\u00eb tha se midis nesh\nkishte marr\u00eb fund, pasi e fejuara e tij kishte ardhur nga jasht\u00eb. Kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb ra\nsi bomb\u00eb. Nisa t\u00eb qaja, por ai m\u00eb largoi. M\u00eb tha se njer\u00ebzit nuk duhet t\u00eb na\nshihnin bashk\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Njeriu q\u00eb doja aq shum\u00eb, njeriu t\u00eb cilit i fala shpirtin tim, po m\u00eb\nbraktiste, por \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e keqja, po m\u00eb zhg\u00ebnjente pafund\u00ebsisht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U ktheva n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb time dhe q\u00eb nga ajo dit\u00eb, vet\u00ebm qaj. E shoh n\u00eb\ntelevizor dhe qaj pa pushim. \u00c7do gj\u00eb, \u00e7do k\u00ebng\u00eb apo fjal\u00eb, m\u00eb kujton at\u00eb dhe m\u00eb\nb\u00ebn t\u00eb ndihem akoma m\u00eb keq. Asaj q\u00eb un\u00eb ia kisha frik\u00ebn ndodhi dhe tani, nuk\nmund t\u00eb b\u00ebj dot asgj\u00eb. Kam humbur nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb timen, gj\u00ebn\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjt\u00eb q\u00eb\nkisha.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Quhem Enxhi. Po ju shkruaj nga dhoma ime, n\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn jam mbyllur prej dit\u00ebsh. E ndiej veten t\u00eb mashtruar dhe t\u00eb pavler\u00eb. Njeriu q\u00eb doja m\u00eb shum\u00eb, q\u00eb thoshte se m\u00eb donte e me t\u00eb cilin mendoja t\u00eb kaloja jet\u00ebn, m\u00eb braktisi. Historia ime \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb p\u00ebrrall\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb ose t\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21652,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22395","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22395","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=22395"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22395\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21652"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22395"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22395"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22395"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}