E lexoj shpesh gazet\u00ebn tuaj dhe historit\u00eb e vajzave dhe djemve t\u00eb koh\u00ebs s\u00eb sotme. M\u00eb vjen keq q\u00eb jan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb dhimbshme, q\u00eb zakonisht dashuria anashkalohet p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb disa gj\u00ebrave q\u00eb nuk duhet t\u00eb ekzistojn\u00eb fare midis dy njer\u00ebzve, prandaj dhe vendosa q\u00eb t\u2019ju shkruaj historin\u00eb time. Ndoshta prej saj t\u00eb rinjt\u00eb e sot\u00ebm do t\u00eb kuptojn\u00eb se ia vlen t\u00eb sakrifikosh p\u00ebr dashurin\u00eb, pasi \u00ebsht\u00eb e vetmja gj\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb mbetet n\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebve.<\/p>\n
Un\u00eb kam dashuruar vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb dhe kjo dashuri zgjati p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb, sepse ai njeri ishte shpirti im binjak, ai p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin kam sakrifikuar jet\u00ebn time. N\u00ebse do t\u00eb duhej, do ta rib\u00ebja gjith\u00e7ka nga e para, ashtu si\u00e7 e kam b\u00ebr\u00eb.
\nUn\u00eb dhe Sulejmani jemi rritur bashk\u00eb, megjith\u00ebse ai ishte n\u00ebnt\u00eb vjet m\u00eb i madh se un\u00eb. Kemi lindur t\u00eb dy n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin fshat n\u00eb Jug t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb rrija me vajzat e fshatit, ai luante me djemt\u00eb dhe shkonim shpesh t\u00eb laheshim apo hipnim mbi pem\u00eb. Q\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, ai m\u00eb ngacmonte. I p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb kur m\u00eb ngriheshin nervat, por n\u00eb fund, m\u00eb merrte me t\u00eb mir\u00eb. Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb shihte t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitur, shkonte dhe merrte fruta n\u00ebp\u00ebr pem\u00eb, sepse e dinte q\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqenin shum\u00eb, por un\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb e kisha shum\u00eb inat. Nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqente fare fakti q\u00eb m\u00eb ngacmonte aq shpesh e sidomos kur u thoshte shok\u00ebve: \u201cUn\u00eb do t\u00eb martohem me k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7up\u00ebn\u201d.
\nKur u rrit\u00ebm, un\u00eb nisa ta shihja ndryshe. Ai po b\u00ebhej nj\u00eb djalosh i ri dhe simpatik. N\u00ebse m\u00eb par\u00eb thjesht m\u00eb ngriheshin nervat kur m\u00eb ngacmonte, n\u00eb at\u00eb mosh\u00eb sikur m\u00eb vinte mir\u00eb kur e shihja. Nisa ta doja dhe sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb kalonte koha, aq m\u00eb shum\u00eb ndjeja p\u00ebr t\u00eb. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, un\u00eb po mbaroja gjimnazin dhe ai m\u00eb p\u00ebrcillte gjithnj\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb. Rrug\u00ebs m\u00eb fliste p\u00ebr gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb donte t\u00eb b\u00ebnte, p\u00ebr planet q\u00eb kishte p\u00ebr t\u00eb ardhmen. Nj\u00eb nga ato dit\u00eb m\u00eb tha se m\u00eb p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb, se un\u00eb isha vajza q\u00eb ai nuk e vinte mbi ask\u00ebnd dhe se donte t\u00eb martohej me mua. U skuqa e t\u00ebra, sidomos kur u afrua dhe m\u00eb puthi. Ajo ka qen\u00eb puthja e par\u00eb, por edhe m\u00eb e bukura e gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime. Kaluam nj\u00eb muaj shum\u00eb af\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrit. Un\u00eb, mezi prisja q\u00eb t\u00eb mbaronte shkolla, q\u00eb ai t\u00eb vinte t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte. M\u00eb pas shkonim n\u00eb buz\u00eb t\u00eb detiti dhe rrinim aty me or\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb vendos\u00ebm q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb flisja me ata t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb sime. At\u00eb dit\u00eb e b\u00ebra rrug\u00ebn duke fluturuar, por kur shkova n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, babai ishte me disa miq, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb vendosa t\u00eb prisja.
\nKur ata ik\u00ebn, mami m\u00eb tha se duhet t\u00eb fliste me mua. M\u00eb tha se miqt\u00eb q\u00eb kishin ardhur, ishin disa shok\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb t\u00eb babit. Nj\u00ebri prej tyre kishte nj\u00eb djal\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin ai kishte ardhur t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte dor\u00ebn. Babi i kishte premtuar q\u00eb un\u00eb do t\u00eb isha nusja e tij. Fjal\u00ebt m\u00eb ngec\u00ebn n\u00eb fyt. Nisa t\u00eb qaja. Mamaja ime kujtoi se kisha frik\u00eb dhe nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte se \u00e7do gj\u00eb do t\u00eb shkonte shum\u00eb mir\u00eb, q\u00eb ai ishte djal\u00eb i mir\u00eb dhe me shkoll\u00eb, q\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb m\u00eb mbante n\u00eb p\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb dor\u00ebs. Nuk mund t\u2019i thosha asgj\u00eb p\u00ebr Sulejmanin. Nuk dilja dot kund\u00ebr fjal\u00ebs s\u00eb tim eti. Ajo q\u00eb ai thoshte, ishte ligj n\u00eb at\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Por m\u00eb e r\u00ebnda ishte kur duhet t\u2019i tregoja Manes. Ai do t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitej shum\u00eb. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen nuk vajta n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb. Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb dilja n\u00eb oborrin e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, e shihja at\u00eb q\u00eb sillej rrotull e donte t\u00eb fliste me mua, madje d\u00ebrgoi nj\u00eb nga shoqet e mia q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb lajm\u00ebronte, por un\u00eb nuk dola. E kalova dit\u00ebn duke qar\u00eb. B\u00ebja pun\u00eb e qaja.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, vendosa ta takoja. M\u00eb mir\u00eb ta merrte vesh nga un\u00eb. Kur po flisnim, nis\u00ebm t\u00eb qanim t\u00eb dy si f\u00ebmij\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm m\u00eb thoshte q\u00eb m\u00eb donte shum\u00eb. \u201cEdhe un\u00eb, edhe un\u00eb\u201d, i thosha, por e dinim q\u00eb kjo nuk zhb\u00ebnte dot asgj\u00eb.
\nUn\u00eb e takova at\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej bahk\u00ebshorti im n\u00eb t\u00eb ardhsh\u00ebm. Ishte v\u00ebrtet djal\u00eb i mir\u00eb, por un\u00eb e urreja, sepse mendoja se ai ishte shkaku i ndarjes sime nga Manja. Koha e fejes\u00ebs, qe edhe m\u00eb e keqja. Net\u00ebt tona t\u00eb bukura buz\u00eb detit u kthyen n\u00eb vajtime t\u00eb tmerrshme, derisa erdhi dita e dasm\u00ebs, q\u00eb ka qen\u00eb edhe m\u00eb keqja e jet\u00ebs sime. E kam lar\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka me lot. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen e dasm\u00ebs, u nisa p\u00ebr n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb.
\nK\u00ebshtu kaluan vjet. Un\u00eb nuk mora m\u00eb lajme nga Sulejmani. Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb kthehesha n\u00eb fshat m\u00eb thoshin q\u00eb ka ikur emigrant dhe nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb kthyer m\u00eb. M\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb malli p\u00ebr t\u00eb. M\u00eb kishin th\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb nuk ishte martuar. Kjo m\u00eb dhimbte akoma edhe m\u00eb shum\u00eb. E dija q\u00eb vazhdonte t\u00eb m\u00eb donte, ashtu si edhe dashuria ime nuk ishte shuar kurr\u00eb. Thjesht, e kisha l\u00ebn\u00eb aty, n\u00eb nj\u00eb cep t\u00eb ndjenjave t\u00eb mia, duke fjetur dhe zgjohej her\u00eb pas here nga kujtimet. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, m\u00eb erdhi nj\u00eb let\u00ebr prej tij. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, djemt\u00eb e mi ishin jasht\u00eb shtetit p\u00ebr studime dhe un\u00eb jetoja vet\u00ebm me burrin. Pa i th\u00ebn\u00eb askujt, i hipa furgonit dhe u nisa p\u00ebr n\u00eb fshat. Sulejmani ishte kthyer. E takova n\u00eb rrug\u00ebn q\u00eb b\u00ebnim kur ishim t\u00eb rinj, kur m\u00eb merrte nga shkolla. Po aty ai m\u00eb puthi si dikur, posht\u00eb pem\u00ebve t\u00eb frutave.
\n\u201cPo tani, je gati t\u00eb martohesh me mua?\u201d, m\u00eb tha. Duke qar\u00eb, i thash\u00eb se kjo ishte gj\u00ebja q\u00eb doja m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb bot\u00eb.
\nNdon\u00ebse ishte e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebja nj\u00eb veprim t\u00eb till\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb mosh\u00eb, un\u00eb ndihesha sikur kisha rilindur. Ai ishte \u00ebndrra e jet\u00ebs sime, dashuria ime. Pas shum\u00eb mundimesh dhe sakrificash ishim s\u00ebrish bashk\u00eb, ashtu si\u00e7 donim kur ishim t\u00eb rinj.
\nE dija q\u00eb isha shum\u00eb e madhe dhe q\u00eb shum\u00eb vet\u00eb do t\u00eb mendonin se kisha luajtur nga fiqiri, por mua pak m\u00eb interesonte. Tani jam m\u00eb e lumtur se kurr\u00eb. Djemt\u00eb e mi e kan\u00eb pranuar k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, e kan\u00eb njohur dhe e duan Sulejmanin. M\u00eb vjen keq vet\u00ebm q\u00eb bashk\u00ebshorti im ka mbetur vet\u00ebm, por nuk mund t\u2019i kaloja vitet q\u00eb m\u00eb kishin mbetur me t\u00eb, duke e ditur q\u00eb dashuria ime m\u00eb e madhe m\u00eb priste.
\nNdaj dhe mendoj q\u00eb nuk ka asgj\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb bukur se nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb t\u00eb do e p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin ia vlen t\u00eb jap\u00ebsh edhe jet\u00ebn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
E lexoj shpesh gazet\u00ebn tuaj dhe historit\u00eb e vajzave dhe djemve t\u00eb koh\u00ebs s\u00eb sotme. M\u00eb vjen keq q\u00eb jan\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb dhimbshme, q\u00eb zakonisht dashuria anashkalohet p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb disa gj\u00ebrave q\u00eb nuk duhet t\u00eb ekzistojn\u00eb fare midis dy njer\u00ebzve, prandaj dhe vendosa q\u00eb t\u2019ju shkruaj historin\u00eb time. Ndoshta prej saj t\u00eb rinjt\u00eb e […]<\/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-4596","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4596","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=4596"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4596\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4596"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4596"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4596"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}