Jam Maria, nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb nga nj\u00eb qytet jugor i Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo q\u00eb un\u00eb kam hequr, zor se mund t\u00eb thuhet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Prej vitesh tashm\u00eb nuk fle dot nat\u00ebn, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
shoh \u00ebndrra t\u00eb k\u00ebqija dhe i lutem Zotit q\u00eb ta shkurtoj\u00eb vuajtjen time, duke ma shkurtuar jet\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U martova n\u00eb mosh\u00ebn gjasht\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7are. Babai m\u00eb kishte vdekur kur\nun\u00eb isha ende e vog\u00ebl dhe mua m\u00eb rriti n\u00ebna ime, e cila p\u00ebrve\u00e7 meje, kishte\nedhe shtat\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. Nuk kemi qen\u00eb t\u00eb pasur, ama kishim nj\u00eb pasuri\nakoma m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe: Dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrin. N\u00ebna ime m\u00eb m\u00ebsonte si t\u00eb\ngatuaja, si t\u00eb q\u00ebndisja dhe t\u00eb qepja. Ajo m\u00eb thoshte se si duhet t\u00eb sillesha n\u00eb\nsht\u00ebpin\u00eb e burrit me t\u00eb dhe njer\u00ebzit e tij. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb familje si ne, nderi ishte\ngj\u00ebja m\u00eb e shtrenjt\u00eb q\u00eb kishim. K\u00ebshtu u rrit\u00ebm dhe k\u00ebshtu do t\u00eb vdesim. Kur\nnisa t\u00eb shkoja te t\u00eb pes\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjetat, filuan t\u00eb vinin shkes\u00ebt q\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonin p\u00ebr\nnuse. T\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, kam qen\u00eb shum\u00eb e bukur dhe djemt\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqenin shum\u00eb,\npor m\u00ebma ime ishte shum\u00eb e rrept\u00eb. Ajo donte nj\u00eb djal\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe inteligjent\np\u00ebr mua, ashtu si\u00e7 ia kishte l\u00ebn\u00eb amanet babai. Dhe ashtu u b\u00eb. Un\u00eb u fejova me\nnj\u00eb doktor, i cili i premtoi mamas\u00eb sime se do t\u00eb m\u00eb mbante n\u00eb p\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb\ndor\u00ebs. Dukej djal\u00eb shum\u00eb i mir\u00eb. Edhe un\u00eb e p\u00eblqeva sapo e pash\u00eb. Ram\u00eb n\u00eb\ndashuri, ndon\u00ebse u lidh\u00ebm me mbles\u00ebri. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur u fejova kam qen\u00eb njeriu m\u00eb i lumtur n\u00eb bot\u00eb. E doja aq shum\u00eb\nSk\u00ebnderin, sa mezi po prisja q\u00eb t\u00eb martohesha me t\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Megjith\u00ebse nuk kishim shum\u00eb para, mamaja m\u00eb b\u00ebri nj\u00eb das\u00ebm shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukur.\nNuk i harroj dot sakrificat q\u00eb ka b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr ne gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs s\u00eb saj. M\u00eb dha\nnj\u00eb shembull shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb,se si duhet t\u00eb jet\u00eb nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e saj. Kur\nisha e vog\u00ebl doja t\u00eb b\u00ebhesha si ajo, por nuk e dija q\u00eb jeta \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e\nv\u00ebshtir\u00eb e nganj\u00ebher\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00eb para provash t\u00eb mundimshme. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb u martova dhe nisa jet\u00ebn si nuse e re. N\u00eb fillim e pata pak t\u00eb\nv\u00ebshtir\u00eb, pasi kisha edhe vjehrr\u00ebn dhe vjehrrin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ata ishin njer\u00ebz t\u00eb\nmir\u00eb, por shum\u00eb pleq dhe mua m\u00eb takonte q\u00eb t\u00eb kujdesesha p\u00ebr ta si t\u00eb kisha dy\nf\u00ebmij\u00eb. M\u00eb pas linda dy djem dhe nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb, por jeta ime sa vinte e b\u00ebhej m\u00eb e\nv\u00ebshtir\u00eb. Sk\u00ebnderi nuk po dilte burri q\u00eb un\u00eb kisha imagjinuar. Ai nuk ishte m\u00eb\naq i dashur dhe i p\u00ebrkushtuar ndaj familjes. Kalonte shum\u00eb koh\u00eb me shok\u00ebt dhe\nnuk ishte fare n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, por as n\u00eb pun\u00eb. Ua kishte varur q\u00eb t\u00eb gjithave. Sa\nher\u00eb q\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb spital, nuk e gjeja. \u201cKa l\u00ebvizur\u201d m\u00eb thoshin, po se ku\nshkonte, nuk e dija.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, nj\u00eb infermiere q\u00eb punonte me t\u00eb, trokiti n\u00eb der\u00ebn e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb sime\ndhe m\u00eb tha se donte t\u00eb fliste me mua. M\u00eb shokoi me ato q\u00eb m\u00eb tha. Sipas saj,\nSk\u00ebnderi m\u00eb tradhtonte shum\u00eb shpesh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShkon me infermieret e reparteve t\u00eb tjera!\u201d, m\u00eb tha. \u201cUn\u00eb t\u00eb njoh p\u00ebr grua\nt\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe t\u00eb ndershme, ndaj dhe doja t\u00eb ta thoja. Kjo situat\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e\nv\u00ebshtir\u00eb p\u00ebr mua, por mendoj se ai ka nevoj\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb mblidhet. N\u00eb repart kan\u00eb\nnisur t\u00eb flasin shum\u00eb keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kjo m\u00eb ra si bomb\u00eb. Ne b\u00ebnim nj\u00eb jet\u00eb normale. V\u00ebrtet nuk ishim t\u00eb lumtur,\npor nuk ishim as aq keq sa Sk\u00ebnderi t\u00eb vepronte k\u00ebshtu. Por nuk ishte kjo e\nkeqja m\u00eb e madhe q\u00eb mund t\u2019i ndodhte familjes sime. Ai nisi t\u00eb pinte dhe t\u00eb\nvinte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi tap\u00eb. N\u00eb fillim her\u00eb pas here, por m\u00eb pas \u00e7do dit\u00eb. Kjo e b\u00ebri\nt\u00eb dhunsh\u00ebm. Sillej shum\u00eb ashp\u00ebr me mua dhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, madje edhe i rrihte,\nnd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb vazhdoja ta kaloja dit\u00ebn duke u kujdesur p\u00ebr ta dhe prind\u00ebrit e tij.\nMamaja m\u00eb kishte m\u00ebsuar q\u00eb \u00e7far\u00ebdo gj\u00ebje t\u00eb ndodhte n\u00eb familjen time m\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb\nduroja, sesa ta merrnin vesh t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. K\u00ebshtu, t\u00eb gjith\u00eb vuajtjen e mbaja nga\np\u00ebrbrenda. Kur nuk kishte njeri n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi qaja sa m\u00eb dukej sikur do t\u00eb m\u00eb dilte\nshpirti nga vendi, por nuk kisha forc\u00eb q\u00eb t\u2019i ndryshoja gj\u00ebrat. Vesi i\nSk\u00ebnderit kishte filluar t\u00eb na rr\u00ebnonte edhe ekonomikisht. Nuk kishim m\u00eb\nasnj\u00ebher\u00eb para mjaftuesh\u00ebm. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt donin t\u00eb visheshin, t\u00eb hanin, t\u00eb shkonin n\u00eb\nshkoll\u00eb dhe ne asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk na dilte q\u00eb t\u2019ua plot\u00ebsonim nevojat. Kur i shihja,\nm\u00eb dhimbte n\u00eb zem\u00ebr. E dija q\u00eb Sk\u00ebnderi i ishte futur nj\u00eb rruge pa kthim. Isha\ne pashpres\u00eb, derisa atij i erdhi nga Amerika nj\u00eb kush\u00ebri. Ai kishte shkuar atje\nq\u00eb i vog\u00ebl. Ishte nj\u00eb njeri shum\u00eb i pasur, beqar, q\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn ia kishte\nkushtuar qejfit. Kur erdhi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb u vura shum\u00eb n\u00eb siklet, pasi ai m\u00eb\nshihte si nj\u00eb i \u00e7mendur. N\u00eb fillim kisha frik\u00eb se mos e pikaste Sk\u00ebnderi, por\nai as q\u00eb e kishte mendjen tek un\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa po b\u00ebja pun\u00ebt, ra dera. Ishte kush\u00ebriri i tim shoqi. Kur\nhapa der\u00ebn nuk desha ta lejoja q\u00eb t\u00eb futej brenda. I thash\u00eb se Sk\u00ebnderi nuk\nishte, ndaj mund t\u00eb kthehej pasdite.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNuk erdha p\u00ebr Sk\u00ebnderin!\u201d, m\u00eb tha dhe u fut n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb. Nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb vinte\nrreth e rrotull. I kisha kuptuar q\u00ebllimet e tij, ndaj kisha frik\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cE pash\u00eb q\u00eb nuk jeni shum\u00eb n\u00eb gjendje!\u201d, nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte. \u201cUn\u00eb mund t\u2019ju\nndihmoj. Jam shum\u00eb i lidhur me k\u00ebt\u00eb familje dhe e kam p\u00ebr zem\u00ebr!\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dukej aq i shpifur kur thoshte ato fjal\u00eb! Doja ta shporrja me shkelma nga\nsht\u00ebpia, por m\u00eb erdh\u00ebn n\u00eb mendje f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, fytyrat e tyre t\u00eb vuajtura kur nuk\nkishin me \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb ushqeheshin. Nisa t\u00eb qaja. P\u00ebr t\u2019u dh\u00ebn\u00eb atyre gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb\ndonin do t\u00eb m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb shisja gj\u00ebn\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb shtrenjt\u00eb q\u00eb kisha, nderin. Ai njeri\nq\u00eb kisha p\u00ebrball\u00eb ma shpifte, m\u00eb b\u00ebnte t\u00eb villja, por duhet t\u00eb b\u00ebja di\u00e7ka p\u00ebr\nf\u00ebmij\u00ebt. Nj\u00eb jav\u00eb m\u00eb pas, isha b\u00ebr\u00eb si nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb sapo ka dal\u00eb nga \u00e7mendina.\nE vetmja gj\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb qet\u00ebsonte ishin djemt\u00eb dhe vajza. Kush\u00ebriri yn\u00eb i dashur\nishte edhe shum\u00eb i zgjuar. Ai asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk m\u00eb jepte shum\u00eb para, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb\nt\u00eb kthehej shpejt. Vazhdova n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb ndyr\u00eb p\u00ebr disa koh\u00eb, derisa ai\niku s\u00ebrish n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb. Aty gjith\u00e7ka nisi nga e para. Sk\u00ebnderi vazhdonte t\u00eb\npinte, nd\u00ebrsa ne t\u00eb vuanim pasojat, por edhe pse t\u00eb varf\u00ebr, arrita at\u00eb q\u00eb doja,\nq\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e mi t\u00eb b\u00ebheshin me shkoll\u00eb. Dy djemt\u00eb e mi tani jan\u00eb jasht\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa\nvajza \u00ebsht\u00eb martuar. Un\u00eb vazhdoj t\u00eb jetoj n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi fillikat, pasi burri m\u00eb\nshum\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb sesa \u00ebsht\u00eb k\u00ebtu. Jetojm\u00eb me pensionin e tij shum\u00eb t\u00eb ul\u00ebt. Ai\nvazhdon t\u00eb pij\u00eb dhe e di q\u00eb do ta b\u00ebj\u00eb derisa t\u00eb mbyll\u00eb syt\u00eb. Ndoshta ky \u00ebsht\u00eb\nnd\u00ebshkimi p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb b\u00ebra n\u00eb jet\u00eb…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Jam Maria, nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb nga nj\u00eb qytet jugor i Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb. Ajo q\u00eb un\u00eb kam hequr, zor se mund t\u00eb thuhet. Prej vitesh tashm\u00eb nuk fle dot nat\u00ebn, shoh \u00ebndrra t\u00eb k\u00ebqija dhe i lutem Zotit q\u00eb ta shkurtoj\u00eb vuajtjen time, duke ma shkurtuar jet\u00ebn. U martova n\u00eb mosh\u00ebn gjasht\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7are. Babai m\u00eb kishte vdekur kur […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21286,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[245],"class_list":["post-22910","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh","tag-mekat"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22910","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=22910"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22910\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21286"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22910"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22910"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22910"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}