Memorial p\u00ebr Anita Bitrin…
\n– Per\u00ebndesha e val\u00ebve, 19 tetor. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb e bekuar, por edhe e d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar. Me makin\u00ebn ton\u00eb t\u00eb xhirimit t\u00eb RTV Kor\u00e7\u00eb, jemi nisur drejt qytetit t\u00eb Vlor\u00ebs. Makina ec\u00ebn me shpejt\u00ebsi dhe shoferi e ndalon n\u00eb hyrje t\u00eb qytetit. P\u00ebrpara nesh shtrihet, si nj\u00eb auror\u00eb magjike Vlora, ky qytet i burrave t\u00eb urt\u00eb e t\u00eb men\u00e7ur, trima e pun\u00ebtor\u00eb, Vlora e kultur\u00ebs dhe e bujaris\u00eb, Vlora heroike e Ismail Qemalit dhe e Selam Musait, Vlora e patriotizmit t\u00eb vyer shekullor. Patriotizmi i tyre i b\u00ebn p\u00ebrher\u00eb nder e lavdi k\u00ebtij populli mendjendritur, q\u00eb ka shkruar me gjak t\u00eb kulluar prej masoviku historin\u00eb moderne t\u00eb vendit t\u00eb shqiponjave. Po, Vlor\u00eb e bukur me ty krenohen t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj e t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl, artist\u00eb e pun\u00ebtor\u00eb, sepse tek kultura e traditat e tua rrjedh lule argjendi i past\u00ebr! Po, Vlor\u00eb, ti je e bukur dhe krenare, si flamuri i kuq, flladi i m\u00ebngjesit pranveror e buz\u00ebqeshja e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve. P\u00ebrpara syve tan\u00eb del e gjall\u00eb kjo histori e ndritur. Dalin burrat e m\u00ebdhenj q\u00eb ngrihen vigan\u00eb si kreshtat e maleve dhe Prometeut. Del e gjall\u00eb kjo histori e madhe e shkurar p\u00ebrmes dhimbjesh, vuajtjesh, sakrificash, mundi e djerse. \u00cbsht\u00eb nder q\u00eb mban pasaport\u00ebn e madhe t\u00eb atdhedashuris\u00eb. Un\u00eb shkel p\u00ebrher\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb Vlor\u00ebn e bukur, ku ka ve\u00e7 jet\u00eb e gjall\u00ebri kaq i emocionuar n\u00eb shpirt, dhe me nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb g\u00ebzimi t\u00eb patreguar p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb popull bujar me nj\u00eb histori dhe kultur\u00eb patriotike. Por nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm kjo arsyeja kryesore. Un\u00eb po vij k\u00ebtu, n\u00ebna, baballar\u00eb, v\u00ebllez\u00ebr e motra vlonjate p\u00ebr ndjenj\u00ebn e fort\u00eb te dashuris\u00eb dhe respektit q\u00eb ruaj e ushqej brenda meje n\u00eb zem\u00ebr emri dhe kujtimi i artistes virtuoze, q\u00eb ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb her\u00eb e lindi n\u00ebna, Anita Bitri. Jemi nisur tek sht\u00ebpia e thjesht\u00eb ku lindi dhe u rrit Anita, princesha e madhe e k\u00ebng\u00ebs, ajo hyjnorja, e paharruara! Nuk e di por qenka tep\u00ebr e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb futesh n\u00eb t\u00eb. K\u00ebmb\u00ebt nuk t\u00eb b\u00ebjn\u00eb e trupi m\u00eb dridhet. Jan\u00eb nj\u00eb \u201cmal\u201d me emocione p\u00ebrzier plot me dhimbje trishtim deri n\u00eb pakufi. N\u00eb pragun e der\u00ebs e di q\u00eb do na pres\u00eb me duart q\u00eb i dridhen jo nga pleq\u00ebria e mosha (sepse babai i Bitrit) si ish ushtarak nuk i njeh ato. Zemra e tij \u00ebsht\u00eb kaq e trishtuar, por dashuria e Vlor\u00ebs, e publikut q\u00eb jeton \u00e7do \u00e7ast me emrin e pandar\u00eb t\u00eb Anit\u00ebs e b\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb fort\u00eb e pse jo ia largon disi edhe dhimbjen e madhe. Por, Skenderi nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb i vet\u00ebm n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u201cdet dhimbje\u201d n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u201cmal\u201d g\u00ebzimi. Me t\u00eb sot e p\u00ebrngaher\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb edhe djali i tij Arbeni, q\u00eb su nda asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nga Anita. V\u00ebllai mundohet t\u00eb fsheh\u00eb pikat e lotit p\u00ebr motr\u00ebn e shtrenjt\u00eb me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn pat\u00ebn thurur ndoshta aq shum\u00eb \u00ebndrra e d\u00ebshira p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn, dhe nj\u00eb dit\u00eb fati i keq i ndau, si pa u kuptuar… Syt\u00eb e tij shprehin aq shum\u00eb. Shprehin mall, lot, dhimbje, dashuri. Po t\u00eb ishte gjall\u00eb Anita me siguri do t\u00eb mbushte vark\u00ebz\u00ebn me lot, ja ashtu, realisht, v\u00ebrtet\u00ebsisht, si\u00e7 u shfaq n\u00eb ekranin e TVSH n\u00eb Korrik 2004, 3 muaj para se t\u00eb ikte fizikisht nga kjo jet\u00eb. Babai i Bitrit nuk i ka reshtur t\u00eb gjitha p\u00ebrpjekjet n\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha zyrat p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjetur dhe nd\u00ebshkuar fajtor\u00ebt e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb q\u00eb i shkaktuan k\u00ebt\u00eb tragjedi n\u00eb familje. E di q\u00eb djali i tij Arbeni nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb mendje mbi k\u00ebt\u00eb hije dyshimi. Shpirti i Anit\u00ebs k\u00ebrkon paqe! E v\u00ebrteta duhet th\u00ebn\u00eb tani, q\u00eb kjo tregjedi t\u00eb mos mbetet si nj\u00eb mister n\u00eb faqet e gazetave e ekraneve. \u00cbsht\u00eb detyr\u00eb q\u00eb duhet ta kryejm\u00eb me dashuri p\u00ebr t\u00eb nderuar emrin dhe kujtimin e Anita Bitrit. Mbase u largova pak\u00ebz nga ky rr\u00ebfim i thjesht\u00eb, por fjal\u00ebt rrjedhin nj\u00ebra pas tjetr\u00ebs t\u00eb \u00ebmbla, t\u00eb ngrohta, plot dashuri, si vet\u00eb kujtimi i Anit\u00ebs. Ato t\u00eb japin emocione t\u00eb pap\u00ebrshkrueshme dhe e ndjen veten m\u00eb pran\u00eb Anit\u00ebs, princesh\u00ebs s\u00eb sken\u00ebs, n\u00ebn\u00ebs t\u00eb dhembshur e bij\u00ebs krenare vlonjate. Pena ime vazhdon t\u00eb shkruaj\u00eb mbi fletet e bardha, si tek ajo k\u00ebnga e par\u00eb e Bitrit q\u00eb ka mbetur e skalitur thell\u00eb n\u00eb zemrat e publikut: \u201cJa, zilja ra, kemi hartim!\u201d. Kujtoj p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetjen e ngroht\u00eb dh\u00ebn\u00eb Anit\u00ebs n\u00eb qytetin e Bilishtit, atje ku babai i saj u plagos keq n\u00eb mbrojtje t\u00eb Atdheut dhe ajo kishte nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb shpirtit, dhe sot ndjej kaq mall\u00ebngjim. Nuk ka nevoj\u00eb aspak t\u2019i shfletosh sh\u00ebnimet, kujtimet, reliket. Anita Bitri na shfaqet p\u00ebrher\u00eb e gjall\u00eb n\u00eb rreshtat e mi, n\u00eb kujtimet e t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve, si n\u00eb shiritin e nj\u00eb filmi me emrin, buz\u00ebqeshjen, me z\u00ebrin e saj aq t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb e drith\u00ebrues, dhe n\u00eb vargjet e k\u00ebng\u00ebve t\u00eb pavdekshme, q\u00eb shpirti yn\u00eb nuk i harron:
\n– Mos u nxito, mos u gabo!
\nKu shkuan fjal\u00ebt q\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte me aq zjarr!?
\nAto na vijn\u00eb m\u00eb mendje t\u00eb fresk\u00ebta si cic\u00ebrimat e zogjve dhe ngaz\u00ebllehemi m\u00eb shum\u00eb. Ato jan\u00eb kujtimet m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura p\u00ebr t\u00eb, familjen e saj, p\u00ebr artin e kultur\u00ebn ton\u00eb, pavdek\u00ebsin\u00eb e si nj\u00eb thesar i \u00e7muar. Na duket sikur n\u00eb ato relike e kujtime do ta takojm\u00eb p\u00ebrs\u00ebri Anit\u00ebn, do ta p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndesim, si t\u00eb ishte me ne, e gjall\u00eb. Fjal\u00ebt mbeten gjithnj\u00eb t\u00eb pak\u00ebta, kur flasim p\u00ebr sinonim brilant t\u00eb muzik\u00ebs me at\u00eb em\u00ebr t\u00eb thjesht\u00eb e dashuri t\u00eb madhe. Po, po, Anita Bitri \u00ebsht\u00eb me ne, n\u00eb \u00e7do zem\u00ebr q\u00eb rreh, n\u00eb altarin e k\u00ebng\u00ebs t\u00eb madhe, n\u00eb sken\u00ebn e ndritshme t\u00eb RTVSh-s\u00eb, si at\u00ebhere, sepse populli nuk e harron m\u00eb monumentin e madh q\u00eb i ngriti n\u00eb shpirtin dhe zemr\u00ebn e tij. P\u00ebrgatiti Alban Arapi me rastin e 10-vjetorit t\u00eb ndarjes.
\nMarr\u00eb me shkurtime nga emisioni n\u00eb TV Kor\u00e7a. <\/p>\n
Dedikime…
\nDuaje me gjith\u00eb forc\u00eb jet\u00ebn, jepi kuptim asaj n\u00eb jet\u00eb. \u00c7do sakrific\u00eb duhet b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb jetuar. Askush i lindur si mbret s\u2019ka. E v\u00ebshtir\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb jeta, ka edhe lumturi. Prite jet\u00ebn si t\u00eb vij\u00eb p\u00ebr ta jetuar, n\u00ebse e di \u00e7far\u00eb do t\u00eb thot\u00eb jet\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb jetuar. B\u00ebje vete, rri jeten p\u00ebr t\u00eb ardhur e mir\u00eb. Duaje t\u00eb af\u00ebrmin t\u00ebnd, afroju buz\u00ebqeshjes, mbizot\u00ebroji trishtimit. Derdh lot ku duhet derdhur, qesh ku duhet p\u00ebr t\u00eb qeshur. Jona.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Memorial p\u00ebr Anita Bitrin… – Per\u00ebndesha e val\u00ebve, 19 tetor. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb e bekuar, por edhe e d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar. Me makin\u00ebn ton\u00eb t\u00eb xhirimit t\u00eb RTV Kor\u00e7\u00eb, jemi nisur drejt qytetit t\u00eb Vlor\u00ebs. Makina ec\u00ebn me shpejt\u00ebsi dhe shoferi e ndalon n\u00eb hyrje t\u00eb qytetit. P\u00ebrpara nesh shtrihet, si nj\u00eb auror\u00eb magjike Vlora, ky qytet i […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[104],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6448","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mesazhe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6448","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=6448"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6448\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6448"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6448"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6448"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}