Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb grua q\u00eb jeton n\u00eb skamje, n\u00eb nj\u00eb varf\u00ebri t\u00eb tejskajshme. E ta mendosh se isha un\u00eb ajo q\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb pasuri q\u00eb e lakmonin t\u00eb gjith\u00eb! Shkaktari i k\u00ebsaj humbjeje \u00ebsht\u00eb ish-bashk\u00ebshorti im. Ja, cila \u00ebsht\u00eb historia ime…<\/p>\n
N\u00eb mosh\u00ebn 20 vje\u00e7are u martova dhe mbeta pa b\u00ebr\u00eb shkoll\u00ebn e lart\u00eb. B\u00ebra menj\u00ebher\u00eb dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb, nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e nj\u00eb djal\u00eb. Duheshim shum\u00eb me bashk\u00ebshortin dhe kjo gj\u00eb b\u00ebnte q\u00eb ne s\u00eb bashku t\u00eb b\u00ebnim \u00e7do gj\u00eb. Meqen\u00ebse familja e tij ishte shum\u00eb e varf\u00ebr, ne nuk kishim nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi ton\u00ebn dhe jetonim me vjehrrin e vjehrr\u00ebn. Nuk shkoja keq me ta, madje i doja e i respektoja si prind\u00ebrit e mi. Problemi kryesor p\u00ebr mua ishte pasuria. Gjithmon\u00eb kam \u00ebnd\u00ebrruar t\u00eb jem e pasur e t\u00eb mos vuaj p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb, por si duket, \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb se sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u2019i \u00ebnd\u00ebrrosh gj\u00ebrat, aq m\u00eb pak t\u00eb realizohen. K\u00ebshtu, ne vendos\u00ebm t\u00eb hapnim nj\u00eb biznes. Un\u00eb nuk kisha ndonj\u00eb profesion, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb e vetmja zgjidhje ishte t\u00eb hapnim nj\u00eb lokal. Ashtu b\u00ebm\u00eb. Lokalin e nd\u00ebrtuam af\u00ebr sht\u00ebpis\u00eb sepse kishim nj\u00eb bah\u00e7e t\u00eb madhe. Mor\u00ebm nj\u00eb kredi dhe filluam punimet. Burri dhe un\u00eb punuam krah p\u00ebr krah me pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt. Vjehrrit m\u00eb ndihmonin me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e \u00e7do gj\u00eb shkoi p\u00ebr bukuri. Q\u00eb n\u00eb fillimet e biznesit, fitimet ishin t\u00eb m\u00ebdha. Na pengonte pak kredia t\u00eb mblidhnim lek\u00eb, por kur kishim pun\u00eb, nuk ndjehej fare. Menj\u00ebher\u00eb e paguam kredin\u00eb dhe filluam t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtonim nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi n\u00eb pjes\u00ebn e mbetur t\u00eb oborrit. Pasi b\u00ebm\u00eb katin e par\u00eb, na lindi d\u00ebshira t\u00eb b\u00ebnim edhe nj\u00eb kat tjet\u00ebr e m\u00eb pas nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. K\u00ebshtu, b\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb vil\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb linte pa mend. Edhe nga brenda e mobiluam sipas koh\u00ebs. E pra, isha mjaft e g\u00ebzuar q\u00eb m\u00eb n\u00eb fund, edhe pse u desh\u00ebn disa vite pun\u00eb, ia arrita t\u00eb plot\u00ebsoja t\u00eb gjitha d\u00ebshirat, t\u00eb kisha f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb mrekulluesh\u00ebm, t\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi timen dhe nj\u00eb biznes shum\u00eb fitimprur\u00ebs. Pra, v\u00ebrtetova se edhe \u00ebndrrat b\u00ebhen realitet. Kishin kaluar 5 vjet nga martesa dhe tashm\u00eb isha e kompletuar. Megjithat\u00eb, un\u00eb po punoja shum\u00eb e nuk m\u00eb dilte shum\u00eb koh\u00eb p\u00ebr veten q\u00eb t\u00eb mbahesha e t\u00eb b\u00ebja qejf si disa gra q\u00eb ua sigurojn\u00eb burrat t\u00eb gjitha e ato duhet vet\u00ebm t\u00eb mbahen. Si duket, ky ishte gabimi im. N\u00eb fakt, ky nuk mund t\u00eb quhet gabim sepse un\u00eb punova p\u00ebr familjen time, por burrat jan\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7uditsh\u00ebm. N\u00ebse kan\u00eb nj\u00eb grua q\u00eb punon e mban sht\u00ebpin\u00eb, nuk \u201cu ngrifet\u201d, si\u00e7 thon\u00eb disa dhe e tradhtojn\u00eb… Nejse, un\u00eb nuk pendohem p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. Gjith\u00e7ka e keqe filloi kur ne mor\u00ebm n\u00eb pun\u00eb nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Ajo nuk ishte e shkolluar, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb punonte kameriere. Ishte nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e urt\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb pun\u00ebtore. Ajo ishte shum\u00eb e varf\u00ebr sepse babai i saj ishte nj\u00eb pijanec q\u00eb nuk ishte kujdesur kurr\u00eb p\u00ebr familjen e tij.<\/p>\n
– \u00cbsht\u00eb vajz\u00eb shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb! – i thash\u00eb burrit tim – Ishim me fat q\u00eb e gjet\u00ebm.<\/p>\n
– Eh, – tha ai, – si t\u00eb tjerat \u00ebsht\u00eb.<\/p>\n
U habita si ai nuk e lavd\u00ebroi dhe p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb nuk dyshova aspak.<\/p>\n
Ajo rrinte n\u00eb pun\u00eb pa orar dhe k\u00ebshtu, fitoi besimin tim. Vinte edhe n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi e ne nuk kishim dyshim tek ajo, sepse e kishim provuar disa her\u00eb me lek\u00eb e nuk i kishte marr\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb hallexhie \u2013 i thash\u00eb vjehrr\u00ebs – do pun\u00eb e jo t\u00eb vjedh\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Po, ashtu m\u00eb duket edhe mua, – tha vjehrra. – N\u00eb fillim nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqeu, sepse m\u2019u uk pak si e fsheht\u00eb, por shoh q\u00eb qenkam gabuar.<\/p>\n
N\u00eb fakt, un\u00eb nuk e dija se t\u00eb vjetrat, si\u00e7 ishte vjehrra ime, kishin eksperienc\u00ebn e vitve dhe nuk mund t\u2019u gabonte syri.<\/p>\n
Me k\u00ebt\u00eb taktik\u00eb, kjo vajz\u00eb po p\u00ebrparonte n\u00eb jet\u00ebn e burrit tim. Ai pask\u00ebsh qen\u00eb dashuruar me t\u00eb. Ata t\u00eb dy kishin shum\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb rrinin bashk\u00eb, sepse un\u00eb tani i besoja dhe nuk p\u00ebrpiqesha ta ruaja. Kisha par\u00eb se puna nuk na kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb, ama lek\u00ebt nuk na dilnin. Un\u00eb kisha llogari bankare dhe k\u00ebshtu, detyohesha ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb edhe t\u00eb prekja n\u00eb to, mir\u00ebpo kjo gj\u00eb filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb shqet\u00ebsonte shum\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Nuk e di se \u00e7\u2019po ndodh… – i thash\u00eb burrit.<\/p>\n
– \u00c7far\u00eb? – tha ai.<\/p>\n
– Puna nuk ka r\u00ebn\u00eb, por ne nuk po na dalin lek\u00ebt. Ne kemi koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk i prekim lek\u00ebt n\u00eb bank\u00eb e tani, \u00e7do muaj na duhet t\u00eb marrim nga ato.<\/p>\n
– Po jan\u00eb shtuar shpenzimet tona. Prit edhe pak sa t\u00eb rriten f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e do shohim ne se sa do t\u00eb kursejm\u00eb…<\/p>\n
– Prap\u00ebseprap\u00eb nuk po e kuptoj k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb. – i thash\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Ai si gjithmon\u00eb e mbylli bised\u00ebn pa zgjidhur asgj\u00eb. Koha po kalonte dhe gjendja e parave po binte. Asgj\u00eb nuk po kuptoja, derisa erdhi koha ku ne nuk kishim m\u00eb lek\u00eb n\u00eb bank\u00eb. U mundova t\u00eb bindja veten me lloj-lloj justifikimesh, por nuk ia arrrita. N\u00eb fakt, e paskam patur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebrgjigjen.<\/p>\n
Burri im, i dashuruar marr\u00ebzisht pas kamerieres, i jepte lek\u00eb e ajo mbante me to familjen e saj. Pra, na ishin shtuar shpenzimet vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. Po nga ta dija un\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb? N\u00eb nj\u00eb moment, m\u00eb shkoi mendja se mos ndoshta kamerierja kishte filluar t\u00eb na vidhte, ndaj vendosa t\u00eb shkoja te sht\u00ebpia e saj. M\u00eb ndihmoi edhe pak fati se ajo at\u00eb dit\u00eb nuk kishte ardhur n\u00eb pun\u00eb sepse m\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb n\u00eb telefon e m\u00eb tha se ishte me grip. Pa e njoftuar, un\u00eb u nisa e shkova te sht\u00ebpia e saj. Trokita dhe m\u00eb doli e \u00ebma.<\/p>\n
– Hajde! Oh, sa mir\u00eb b\u00ebre q\u00eb erdhe, se ne t\u00eb duam shum\u00eb. – m\u00eb tha ajo vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb se sa shum\u00eb m\u00eb vler\u00ebsonte, por un\u00eb e mora si pik\u00ebnisje p\u00ebr t\u00eb zbuluar at\u00eb q\u00eb doja.<\/p>\n
– Faleminderit, po un\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri i thjesht\u00eb jam, s\u2019ka nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr gjith\u00eb k\u00ebto gj\u00ebra.<\/p>\n
– Jo, e ke gabim, ti p\u00ebr ne nuk je njeri i thjesht\u00eb, ti po na mban frym\u00ebn gjall\u00eb. Kishim koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk jetonim kaq mir\u00eb sa tani q\u00eb vajza ime punon te ti. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e rregullt. Ja, edhe sot q\u00eb ishte pak pa qejf tha se do vinte nja 3-4 or\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb se nuk donte t\u2019ju pengonte pun\u00ebn.<\/p>\n
T\u2019i thosha se ajo nuk kishte ardhur fare n\u00eb pun\u00eb, nuk doja ta m\u00ebrzisja, sepse mendova se vajz\u00eb e re dhe do t\u00eb kishte nj\u00eb t\u00eb dashur. Pastaj, u ula dhe pash\u00eb se sa t\u00eb bukur e kishte sht\u00ebpin\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Ja, si na e ka b\u00ebr\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb vajza me t\u00eb gjitha t\u00eb reja. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e mrekullueshme, asnj\u00eb lek nuk harxhon, t\u00eb gjitha p\u00ebr ne i ka.<\/p>\n
N\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast kuptova se ku shkonin lek\u00ebt e mi, mir\u00ebpo un\u00eb mendova se m\u00eb vidhte mua. N\u00eb k\u00ebto mendime, troket dera dhe futet brenda vajza. Ajo ngriu n\u00eb vend kur m\u00eb pa, mir\u00ebpo un\u00eb, si zem\u00ebrmir\u00eb q\u00eb jam, nuk doja t\u2019ia thoja para n\u00ebn\u00ebs s\u00eb saj. Pas nja 10 minutash i thash\u00eb se doja t\u00eb dilja e t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrcillte. Ajo pranoi, edhe pse akoma nuk e kishte marr\u00eb veten. E ftova t\u00eb uleshim te nj\u00eb kafe aty pran\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Pse i ke g\u00ebnjyer prind\u00ebrit?<\/p>\n
– M\u00eb shum\u00eb m\u00eb vjen keq q\u00eb i m\u00ebsove gj\u00ebrat n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb. Ne kishim koh\u00eb q\u00eb do ta thonim, tani q\u00eb dhe un\u00eb jam shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb…<\/p>\n
– Ej, prit pak, si the? Ne? Shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb?<\/p>\n
– Po pra, un\u00eb dhe Mimoja…<\/p>\n
– Mimoja? E ke fjal\u00ebn p\u00ebr tim shoq? Po \u00e7\u2019lidhje ka ai me shtatzanin\u00eb t\u00ebnde?<\/p>\n
– Ti e di q\u00eb ai \u00ebsht\u00eb babai… Prandaj ke ardhur k\u00ebtu, q\u00eb t\u00eb marr\u00ebsh hak ndaj meje…<\/p>\n
– Ej, un\u00eb nuk dija asgj\u00eb, por mendoja se m\u00eb vidhje lek\u00ebt se kishe kompletuar sht\u00ebpin\u00eb, por… – nuk mundesha t\u00eb flisja m\u00eb. Edhe ajo e kuptoi se gaboi, por nuk kishte k\u00ebt\u00eb hall. Ajo kishte koh\u00eb q\u00eb donte q\u00eb un\u00eb ta merrja vesh. Un\u00eb, nuk po e merrja dot veten… M\u00eb ra si t\u00eb fik\u00ebt dhe kur u zgjova, pash\u00eb se isha te sht\u00ebpia e saj. Meqen\u00ebse kishim qen\u00eb af\u00ebr sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb saj, ajo m\u00eb kishte futur aty, kur m\u00eb kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb fik\u00ebt. P\u00ebr \u00e7udi, aty erdhi edhe im shoq. Ata e kishin lajm\u00ebruar, por dihej se ai do t\u00eb kish qen\u00eb aty af\u00ebr, aq shpejt sa erdhi…<\/p>\n
– Zhdukuni! – ishte e vetmja fjal\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb doli nga goja.<\/p>\n
Burri m\u00eb mori, m\u00eb futi n\u00eb makin\u00eb e m\u00eb \u00e7oi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ia tregova t\u00eb gjitha vjehrrit dhe vjehrr\u00ebs. Ata u shokuan. Im shoq, pa pik\u00ebn e turpit, u tha:<\/p>\n
– K\u00ebto gj\u00ebra ndodhin kudo n\u00eb bot\u00eb. Mos u m\u00ebrzisnin aq shum\u00eb. Un\u00eb do t\u00eb rregulloj \u00e7do gj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Zhduku nga sht\u00ebpia jon\u00eb! – i tha vjehrri. – Nuk ma mbush dot mendjen me k\u00ebto budallall\u00ebqe, po zhduku!<\/p>\n
Ai iku dhe k\u00ebshtu filloi rr\u00ebnimi im. Lokali u mbyll sepse nuk kishim si ta organizonim m\u00eb. Ai iku, bashk\u00ebjeton me t\u00eb e kan\u00eb nj\u00eb djal\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl. Un\u00eb tani jetoj me nj\u00eb rrog\u00eb shit\u00ebseje dhe me pensionet e vjehrrit e vjehrr\u00ebs, sepse nuk kam ku shkoj. Kam provuar ta shes vil\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb blej dy hyrje q\u00eb t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn t\u00eb mos mbaj prind\u00ebrit e tij, por m\u00eb dhimbsen se, tek e fundit, ata nuk kan\u00eb faj. M\u00eb duan e m\u00eb ndihmojn\u00eb me sa kan\u00eb mund\u00ebsi e sidomos me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt. Ai i takon ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb kur un\u00eb nuk jam n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Nuk kam nevoj\u00eb t\u2019ia ndaloj se e di se edhe ata i merr malli p\u00ebr t\u00eb se e kan\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb, por shoh se nganj\u00ebher\u00eb ata duan ta ken\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi e t\u00eb rrin\u00eb gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs me t\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Tani p\u00ebr tani, nuk kam si t\u00eb dal nga ky fukarall\u00ebk, por besoj se do t\u00eb vij\u00eb dita q\u00eb edhe un\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhem m\u00eb mir\u00eb se \u00e7\u2019isha, por po ju them asnj\u00ebher\u00eb mos i besoni verb\u00ebrisht, askujt! Askujt!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb grua q\u00eb jeton n\u00eb skamje, n\u00eb nj\u00eb varf\u00ebri t\u00eb tejskajshme. E ta mendosh se isha un\u00eb ajo q\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb pasuri q\u00eb e lakmonin t\u00eb gjith\u00eb! Shkaktari i k\u00ebsaj humbjeje \u00ebsht\u00eb ish-bashk\u00ebshorti im. Ja, cila \u00ebsht\u00eb historia ime… N\u00eb mosh\u00ebn 20 vje\u00e7are u martova dhe mbeta pa b\u00ebr\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3017","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3017","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=3017"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3017\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3017"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3017"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3017"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}