Jam nj\u00eb grua n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, q\u00eb dua t\u00eb tregoj historin\u00eb e djalit tim t\u00eb mes\u00ebm. Jam n\u00ebn\u00eb e lumtur sepse kam rritur f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb mrekulluesh\u00ebm, q\u00eb kan\u00eb vazhduar shkoll\u00eb e kan\u00eb marr\u00eb zanate me mund\u00ebsi pun\u00ebsimi. Djali i madh mbaroi Institutin e Fizkultur\u00ebs dhe merret edhe me sport; ka krijuar familjen e tij dhe fatmir\u00ebsisht, shoh q\u00eb jan\u00eb t\u00eb lumtur me bashk\u00ebshorten e me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt.
\nDjali i dyt\u00eb, n\u00eb adoleshenc\u00eb, kur duhet t\u2019i vinte forca shkoll\u00ebs s\u00eb mesme, u dashurua me nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb. Them \u201cshum\u00eb e mir\u00eb\u201d sepse i njihja familjen, i kishim n\u00eb lagje dhe m\u00eb dukej vajz\u00eb e urt\u00eb, por nuk ishte e th\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb historia e tyre t\u00eb zgjaste shum\u00eb. Nuk i di mir\u00eb arsyet e ndarjes, por u m\u00ebrzita sepse djali filloi t\u00eb binte n\u00eb m\u00ebsime dhe gjith\u00eb lagjja p\u00ebrgojonin f\u00ebmij\u00ebt tan\u00eb. Fatmir\u00ebsisht, sot sikur po ndryshon pak kjo puna e opinionit sepse mua m\u00eb vinte keq edhe p\u00ebr vajz\u00ebn, q\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhej me llafe p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb lidhjes me djalin tim. Me gjith\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekjet tona, pas k\u00ebsaj historie, ishte e pamundur q\u00eb djali t\u00eb vazhdonte shkoll\u00ebn…
\nNd\u00ebrsa vajza, f\u00ebmija yn\u00eb i tret\u00eb, ishte shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb dhe sapo ka mbaruar Inxhinieri, nj\u00eb deg\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb fejuar dhe them se vitin tjet\u00ebr do martohet.
\nUn\u00eb dhe im shoq tashm\u00eb jetojm\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb, nj\u00eb hyrje e vog\u00ebl, si\u00e7 jan\u00eb pallatet e vjetra, pran\u00eb t\u00eb dy djemve. P\u00ebrpiqemi t\u2019i ndihmojm\u00eb djemt\u00eb, sepse edhe nuset i kan\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe ne merremi m\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tyre. Si\u00e7 ju thash\u00eb, djali i dyt\u00eb nuk vazhdoi shkoll\u00eb, por duke qen\u00eb se i p\u00eblqenin makinat, u b\u00eb mekanik. N\u00eb fakt, ka shum\u00eb pun\u00eb, aq sa nuk e shoh asnj\u00ebher\u00eb bosh ofi\u00e7in\u00ebn e tij. Lodhet shum\u00eb, por ka t\u00eb ardhura t\u00eb mira dhe nuk e kam merak p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. Meraku p\u00ebr t\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnia e tij me bashk\u00ebshorten.
\nPas ndarjes nga vajz\u00ebn me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn u dashurua n\u00eb gjimnaz, djali yn\u00eb u njoh me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr vajz\u00eb. Pas disa koh\u00ebsh, na e prezantoi edhe neve dhe n\u00eb fakt, edhe kjo tjetra m\u2019u duk vajz\u00eb e mir\u00eb, aq m\u00eb tep\u00ebr q\u00eb e shihja se djali im ishte i lumtur me t\u00eb. P\u00ebr mua, t\u00eb dyja nuset jan\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb mirat, p\u00ebr aq koh\u00eb sa djemt\u00eb e mi jan\u00eb t\u00eb lumtur, por jo gjith\u00e7ka shkon sipas d\u00ebshirave. Pasi u fejuan, ata zgjodh\u00ebn t\u00eb b\u00ebnin nj\u00eb dasm\u00eb jo shum\u00eb t\u00eb madhe dhe me pjes\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb parave, t\u00eb shkonin p\u00ebr pushime n\u00eb Turqi. Sigurisht, muaji i mjaltit shkoi shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Edhe n\u00eb vitet e para t\u00eb martes\u00ebs, ata ishin shum\u00eb mir\u00eb me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin.
\nZoti i g\u00ebzoi me vajz\u00eb, nj\u00eb bebe engj\u00ebll, e bukur, e sh\u00ebndetshme dhe e urt\u00eb. E cila gjyshe do thoshte p\u00ebr g\u00ebzimin e jet\u00ebs q\u00eb s\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb e mir\u00eb? E kam rritur at\u00eb vajz\u00eb, m\u00eb ka dh\u00ebn\u00eb lumturi e dashuri \u00e7do dit\u00eb q\u00eb ka ndenjur me mua. Djali punonte nga m\u00ebngjesi n\u00eb dark\u00eb, nusja punonte 9 or\u00eb dhe lodhej, por si n\u00eb mosh\u00eb q\u00eb isha, nuk i b\u00ebja dot edhe ndonj\u00eb pun\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. T\u00eb pakt\u00ebn i mbaja vajz\u00ebn edhe disa or\u00eb pasi kthehej nga puna, q\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebnte pun\u00ebt apo t\u00eb pushonte pak. Me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb q\u00eb e kam dashur k\u00ebt\u00eb nuse si vajz\u00ebn time. Edhe ajo na ka respektuar. Pas 3 vitesh, Zoti i g\u00ebzoi edhe me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb e sigurisht q\u00eb familja e tyre tashm\u00eb po rritej e mua nga jasht\u00eb m\u00eb dukej e lumtur. P\u00ebrpiqesha t\u00eb mbaja vajz\u00ebn e madhe q\u00eb nuses t\u2019i mbetej koh\u00eb t\u00eb merrej me t\u00eb voglin. Im shoq b\u00ebnte pazarin. Realisht, burr\u00eb e grua jemi p\u00ebrpjekur t\u00eb ndihmojm\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb djalin e dyt\u00eb sepse ai mbeti pa shkoll\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb e p\u00ebr ne, si prind\u00ebr, nuk qe e leht\u00eb.
\nKur ktheheshim n\u00eb dark\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb, ne ishim shum\u00eb t\u00eb lodhur dhe si pleq q\u00eb ishim, nuk kishim m\u00eb as durim dhe as fuqi t\u00eb flisnim p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra q\u00eb na b\u00ebnin p\u00ebrshtypje gjat\u00eb dit\u00ebs. Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb e shikoja q\u00eb nusja ishte n\u00eb kulmin e nervave, thjesht p\u00ebrpiqej t\u00eb mos reagonte kur ne shkonim p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb vajz\u00ebn apo t\u00eb \u00e7uar ushqimet e pazaret. Ose e th\u00ebn\u00eb m\u00eb sakt\u00eb, ajo p\u00ebrpiqej t\u00eb mos na fliste. N\u00eb fillim, nuk i dhash\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi k\u00ebsaj heshtjeje duke menduar se e kishte nga lodhja, se e linte djali i vog\u00ebl pa gjum\u00eb, po pas disa dit\u00ebsh, kur e shihja edhe t\u00eb acaruar, fillova t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsohesha.
\nNj\u00eb dit\u00eb mora guximin dhe e pyeta mos vall\u00eb e shqet\u00ebsonte prania jon\u00eb, apo i kishim th\u00ebn\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb cil\u00ebn ishte fyer. Helbete, pleq, thash\u00eb, por nuk kisha dyshuar kurr\u00eb q\u00eb shkaku t\u00eb ishte im bir… M\u00eb duket se kaq mjaftoi q\u00eb ajo t\u00eb shkrehej n\u00eb lot para meje. Im shoq b\u00ebri sikur nuk e pa dhe doli menj\u00ebher\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb pazaret.
\n– Djali yt ka dashnore! – m\u00eb tha, mes ngash\u00ebrimeve.
\nM\u2019u duk sikur mu shemb tavani. Nuk po dija \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb thoja, \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebja, t\u00eb ikja apo t\u00eb rrija. T\u00eb rrija… me at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb im bir nuk kisha vend n\u00eb at\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. T\u00eb ikja… dukej sikur nuk shqet\u00ebsohesha aspak se si do t\u2019i vinte halli martes\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre.
\n– O Zot, bija ime, nuk di \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb t\u00eb them apo \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebj, m\u00eb thuaj si mund t\u00eb t\u00eb ndihmoj… – i thash\u00eb dhe ishte e pamundur t\u00eb mbaja lot\u00ebt.
\nDjali im ishte shkaktari i gjith\u00eb k\u00ebsaj, ai ishte i pap\u00ebrgjegjshmi p\u00ebr bashk\u00ebshorten, p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt… o Zot i madh, nuk po dija \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb mendoja. U ula se filluan t\u00eb m\u00eb merreshin mendt\u00eb dhe as q\u00eb mendoja t\u00eb thoja \u201ca mund t\u00eb mas tensionin\u201d sepse ishte e dukshme ashiqare se ajo ishte m\u00eb keq se un\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr shum\u00eb koh\u00eb, e kishte mbajtur p\u00ebr vete k\u00ebt\u00eb breng\u00eb ose do t\u00eb ishte p\u00ebrpjekur ta zgjidhte me tim bir. Po p\u00ebrpiqesha t\u00eb vija trurin n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe arrita vet\u00ebm t\u2019i thoja q\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebja \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte ajo, do t\u00eb b\u00ebja \u00e7mos q\u00eb martesa e tyre t\u00eb shp\u00ebtonte. Pas disa minutash, pasi u qet\u00ebsua, nusja filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb tregonte. Ajo e kishte kuptuar para 2 muajsh, kur im bir i kishte shkuar me kemish\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrlyer me buz\u00ebkuq n\u00eb jak\u00eb.
\n– Kisha v\u00ebn\u00eb re nj\u00ebfar\u00eb ftohjeje t\u00eb tij, por nuk m\u00eb shkoi mendja te tradhtia. Mendoja vet\u00ebm se lodhej shum\u00eb e nuk kishte fuqi t\u00eb merrej me vajz\u00ebn apo me mua n\u00eb dark\u00eb, kur kthehej. Dhe \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e keqja, kur i pash\u00eb k\u00ebmish\u00ebn me buz\u00ebkuq, e pohoi menj\u00ebher\u00eb, – tha ajo. Dukej sikur po i dilte edhe fryma e fundit kur m\u00eb tha k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb. Duart i dridheshin akoma, fatmir\u00ebsisht q\u00eb djali po flinte. – \u201cPo, t\u00eb kam tradhtuar dhe e dashuroj at\u00eb vajz\u00eb\u201d, m\u00eb ka th\u00ebn\u00eb djali yt.
\nPlumbi do t\u00eb kishte qen\u00eb shum\u00eb m\u00eb i \u00ebmb\u00ebl p\u00ebr mua n\u00eb ato momente sesa kjo fjali e tmerrshme q\u00eb ajo e kishte mbajtur p\u00ebrbrenda p\u00ebr dy muaj rresht.
\nI k\u00ebrkova nuses nj\u00eb dit\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb mendohesha dhe leje, q\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb muhabet ta flisja edhe me tim shoq. I thash\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00ebdo vendimi q\u00eb do t\u00eb merrnim, ne do t\u00eb vinim n\u00eb dijeni nusen t\u00eb par\u00ebn. Ishte m\u00eb e pakta q\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebja p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Im bir kishte p\u00ebrfituar nga ajo, duke qen\u00eb se ishte natyr\u00eb e qet\u00eb, pun\u00ebtore, jo llafazane, ishte si nj\u00eb engj\u00ebll q\u00eb na kishte ardhur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi.
\nSapo erdhi im shoq, i thash\u00eb t\u00eb iknim se nuk isha mir\u00eb. Shkuam direkt n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb sepse ne banonim te pallati ngjitur. Menj\u00ebher\u00eb iu shkreha atij duke qar\u00eb e duke i treguar p\u00ebr \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb kishin d\u00ebgjuar vesh\u00ebt. P\u00ebr s\u00eb dyti, m\u2019u shemb tavani nd\u00ebrsa tregoja e edhe atij sikur i ra pika. Arriti t\u00eb fliste vet\u00ebm pas \u00e7erek ore nga tronditja q\u00eb p\u00ebsoi. Biseduam gjat\u00eb t\u00eb dy dhe arrit\u00ebm n\u00eb p\u00ebrfundimin q\u00eb ne duhet t\u2019i k\u00ebrkonim llogari djalit ton\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. Pasi mblodha veten, fola n\u00eb telefon me nusen dhe i thash\u00eb q\u00eb ne do flisnim me djalin, por do t\u00eb ishte m\u00eb e mira t\u00eb flisnim kur t\u00eb ishim vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb.
\n– Dakord, – tha ajo, – mbasdite po iki nga mamaja ime dhe po vij nes\u00ebr paradite p\u00ebr kopshtin e vajz\u00ebs…
\nN\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, n\u00eb koh\u00ebn q\u00eb djali duhet t\u00eb kthehej n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ne ishim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij, sepse edhe ne kishim nj\u00eb kopje t\u00eb \u00e7el\u00ebsit. Ai b\u00ebri sikur nuk u \u00e7udit kur na pa, por asnj\u00ebri nga ne nuk mund t\u00eb duronte gjat\u00eb pa iu p\u00ebrveshur. E filloi im shoq, duke menduar se do t\u00eb ishte m\u00eb i qet\u00eb, por sinqerisht, 39 vjet me t\u00eb dhe nuk e kisha par\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb gjendje. Fjal\u00ebt i dilnin si furtun\u00eb nga goja, jo me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, por nj\u00eb dridhje e inat q\u00eb edhe mua m\u00eb trembi. Im bir, n\u00eb fillim u shushat se nuk e mendoi q\u00eb ne e dinim, por pastaj u ul dhe m\u2019u duk sikur po mendonte. Nuk m\u2019u ndenj pa folur dhe i thash\u00eb:
\n– Po b\u00ebn sikur po mendohesh? Po nuk je pak von\u00eb t\u00eb mendosh p\u00ebr budallall\u00ebkun me brir\u00eb q\u00eb ke b\u00ebr\u00eb? Po sikur dh\u00ebndrri t\u00eb sillej k\u00ebshtu me motr\u00ebn t\u00ebnde, \u00e7\u2019do b\u00ebje? Po ta them un\u00eb, un\u00eb e para do merrja \u00e7iften n\u00eb krah. Si mund ta n\u00ebp\u00ebrk\u00ebmb\u00ebsh k\u00ebshtu bashk\u00ebshorten t\u00ebnde? Vet\u00eb e ke zgjedhur, \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00ebna e dy f\u00ebmij\u00ebve t\u00eb tu. Apo nuk jan\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tu? \u2013 ia thash\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto pa marr\u00eb frym\u00eb, po nd\u00ebrsa i thash\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb t\u00eb fundit, e pash\u00eb q\u00eb im bir shqeu syt\u00eb.
\n– Nuk kam dyshuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb dashurin\u00eb dhe besnik\u00ebrin\u00eb e gruas sime… – m\u00eb tha.
\n– Epo at\u00ebhere, q\u00eb sot e tutje dije se do t\u00eb jem un\u00eb ajo q\u00eb do t\u2019ia gjej nj\u00eb t\u00eb dashur asaj, do ta ruaj nd\u00ebrsa e takon ajo t\u00eb dashurin e ri dhe provoje se si \u00ebsht\u00eb ndier ajo, q\u00eb ti t\u00eb mbledh\u00ebsh mendjen. Pale, po i ke th\u00ebn\u00eb edhe \u201cpo, t\u00eb kam tradhtuar dhe e dashuroj k\u00ebt\u00eb t\u00eb ren\u00eb\u201d. Dije q\u00eb nuk je m\u00eb im bir n\u00ebse do t\u00eb vazhdosh me k\u00ebt\u00eb mendje.
\nPasuan dy minuta, apo nuk e di se sa, heshtje q\u00eb m\u2019u duk sa qindra vite dhe e pash\u00eb q\u00eb mori telefonin n\u00eb dor\u00eb. Nuk e dija se me k\u00eb do t\u00eb fliste dhe n\u00eb fillim s\u2019po ia vija veshin, por e d\u00ebgjova t\u00eb thoshte:
\n– Mbaroi, nuk ka m\u00eb asgj\u00eb mes nesh. Kam grua e dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb dhe e dua familjen time. Fshije numrin tim nga telefoni sepse edhe un\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn gj\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebj. Dhe, mos b\u00ebj gabim t\u00eb kalosh nga puna ime! – tha dhe e mbylli. E kuptova q\u00eb kishte folur me at\u00eb.
\nIm shoq i tha se do ta ndiqte, do t\u00eb linte pazaret pa b\u00ebr\u00eb dhe t\u00eb mos i shkonte mendja se do ta besonte at\u00eb q\u00eb d\u00ebgjoi t\u2019ia thoshte asaj n\u00eb telefon.
\n– Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb zgjedhja juaj, – tha ai, – por p\u00ebr mua ka marr\u00eb fund.
\nEdhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb mori telefonin n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe k\u00ebt\u00eb radh\u00eb foli me nusen-engj\u00ebll, vet\u00ebm k\u00ebshtu dua ta quaj:
\n– T\u00eb lutem, hajde n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, nuk do ta takoj m\u00eb dhe t\u00eb lutem mos merr hak duke m\u00eb tradhtuar. Gjej di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb nd\u00ebshkuar sepse un\u00eb e kisha fajin, por t\u00eb lutem, mos m\u00eb tradhto. T\u00eb betohem q\u00eb s\u2019do ta takoj m\u00eb, t\u00eb betohem…
\nNuk e di se \u00e7far\u00eb i tha ajo nga ana e tjet\u00ebr e telefonit, por t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen paradite, kur u takuam me nusen, ajo m\u00eb puthi e m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi fort. Kan\u00eb kaluar n\u00ebnt\u00eb muaj nga kjo tronditje e m\u00eb duket se im bir po e mban fjal\u00ebn q\u00eb na dha. Shpresoj shum\u00eb q\u00eb ata t\u00eb dy t\u00eb lumturojn\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetrin, sepse kam rritur djal\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb edhe pse b\u00ebri k\u00ebt\u00eb gabim dhe kam shancin m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb vij\u00eb n\u00eb der\u00eb nj\u00eb nuse aq e mir\u00eb sa \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb nusja jon\u00eb. Ia uroj \u00e7do n\u00ebne t\u00eb marr\u00eb nj\u00eb nuse t\u00eb till\u00eb p\u00ebr djemt\u00eb e saj.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Jam nj\u00eb grua n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, q\u00eb dua t\u00eb tregoj historin\u00eb e djalit tim t\u00eb mes\u00ebm. Jam n\u00ebn\u00eb e lumtur sepse kam rritur f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb mrekulluesh\u00ebm, q\u00eb kan\u00eb vazhduar shkoll\u00eb e kan\u00eb marr\u00eb zanate me mund\u00ebsi pun\u00ebsimi. Djali i madh mbaroi Institutin e Fizkultur\u00ebs dhe merret edhe me sport; ka krijuar familjen e tij dhe fatmir\u00ebsisht, […]<\/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-3650","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3650","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=3650"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3650\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3650"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3650"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3650"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}