P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje! Kam vendosur t\u00eb ndaj me ju nj\u00eb histori sa t\u00eb pazakont\u00eb, aq edhe t\u00eb dhimbshme. Ajo \u00e7ka t\u00eb gjith\u00eb lakmojm\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb lumturia, ama ndodh edhe q\u00eb at\u00eb t\u00eb ta marrin nga duart ashtu si\u00e7 padrejt\u00ebsisht ma mor\u00ebn mua. Filli i k\u00ebsaj historie \u00ebsht\u00eb 10 vjet m\u00eb par\u00eb dhe nuk e di n\u00eb do mbaroj\u00eb ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb pasi ndjesia q\u00eb ka zgjuar tek un\u00eb m\u00eb thot\u00eb t\u00eb kund\u00ebrt\u00ebn, m\u00eb thot\u00eb se do t\u00eb zgjas\u00eb p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb. Isha rreth 17 vje\u00e7e, ndiqja gjimnazin e qytetit tim, ashtu si shumica e moshatar\u00ebve t\u00eb mi. N\u00eb fakt, koh\u00ebrat kan\u00eb ndryshuar shum\u00eb, por adoleshent\u00ebt e sot\u00ebm nuk arrijn\u00eb ta imagjinojn\u00eb me sa gj\u00ebra t\u00eb vogla dhe detaje t\u00eb holla k\u00ebnaqeshim ne adoleshent\u00ebt \u201cd\u00e9mod\u00e9\u201d. N\u00eb shkoll\u00eb nuk dallohesha si nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb me popullaritet, kisha 4 shoqet e mia m\u00eb t\u00eb mira dhe ato m\u00eb mjaftonin. Nuk kisha shoq\u00ebri shum\u00eb t\u00eb zgjeruar, ndaj jo t\u00eb gjith\u00eb m\u00eb njihnin. N\u00eb vitin e fundit (viti i kat\u00ebrt), n\u00eb klas\u00eb na erdhi nj\u00eb djal\u00eb i ri. N\u00eb momentin e par\u00eb q\u00eb e pash\u00eb e ndjeva q\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb t\u00ebrheqje t\u00eb pamohueshme ndaj tij. Nuk mund t\u00eb afrohesha me t\u00eb gjithsesi, isha shum\u00eb e turpshme p\u00ebr ta b\u00ebr\u00eb di\u00e7ka t\u00eb till\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa ai, me sa duket, ishte m\u00ebsuar q\u00eb njer\u00ebzit t\u2019i afroheshin vet\u00eb\u2026 dukej shum\u00eb i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelur. Me \u00e7far\u00eb kisha d\u00ebgjuar rreth e rrotull n\u00eb klas\u00eb, m\u00ebsova disa gj\u00ebra rreth tij. Babai i tij ishte deputet i zon\u00ebs son\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa mamaja, pedagoge n\u00eb universitet. Q\u00eb aty e mora inat, m\u00eb dukej nga k\u00ebta \u201cdjemt\u00eb e pispillosur\u201d e t\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelur t\u00eb prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb pasur q\u00eb shumic\u00ebn e gj\u00ebrave i sigurojn\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb pik\u00ebrisht prej titujve. Dhe, n\u00eb fakt, b\u00ebnte veprime me t\u00eb cilat m\u00eb linte t\u00eb kuptoja q\u00eb ishte shum\u00eb i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelur. T\u00ebrheqja vazhdonte dhe ishte e padiskutueshme, por k\u00ebto t\u00eb fundit e kishin zbehur mendimin e mir\u00eb q\u00eb kisha p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe fillova ta kisha edhe inat nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht. Meq\u00eb un\u00eb isha nj\u00eb nd\u00ebr t\u00eb urtat e klas\u00ebs, shpesh kthehesha n\u00eb \u201cpren\u00eb\u201d e ngacmimeve t\u00eb tij. Por, ai nuk ishte asnj\u00ebher\u00eb i aft\u00eb ta kthente ironin\u00eb time dhe kjo e \u00e7mendte! E kush isha un\u00eb, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit, q\u00eb ta lija ashtu pa folur at\u00eb, t\u00eb fortin, t\u00eb pasurin, t\u00eb preferuarin?! Me \u00e7do p\u00ebrgjigje q\u00eb kthente, ai v\u00ebrtetonte m\u00eb shum\u00eb teorin\u00eb time t\u00eb fillimit, q\u00eb ai ishte nj\u00eb kok\u00ebbosh i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, ashtu si\u00e7 e kisha menduar n\u00eb fillim. P\u00ebrplasjet tona n\u00eb klas\u00eb ishin t\u00eb shpeshta, jo pak her\u00eb ziheshim dhe grindeshim p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra t\u00eb vogla. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kishim fizkultur\u00eb. N\u00eb or\u00ebn e fizkultur\u00ebs t\u00eb gjith\u00eb nx\u00ebn\u00ebsit dalin jasht\u00eb klas\u00ebs p\u00ebr nga palestrat ose n\u00eb fushat e volejbollit e t\u00eb basketbollit. Fusha e vajzave \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrball\u00eb me at\u00eb t\u00eb djemve, dhe ne gjithnj\u00eb shohim \u00e7do l\u00ebvizje q\u00eb ata b\u00ebjn\u00eb. Un\u00eb, gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb ishim rreshtuar, po shihja rrjeshtin e djemve dhe vura re q\u00eb mungonte Erindi. U b\u00ebra shum\u00eb kurioze dhe nuk e kuptoja nga m\u00eb buronte ky kuriozitet, por nuk e lash\u00eb me aq. I thash\u00eb zysh\u00ebs q\u00eb kisha dhimbje koke e nuk mund t\u00eb b\u00ebja fizkultur\u00eb dhe ajo m\u00eb tha t\u00eb futesha n\u00eb klas\u00eb, t\u00eb qet\u00ebsohesha. M\u00eb erdhi keq q\u00eb po g\u00ebnjeja, ama nuk gjeta rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebr ta shuar kuriozitetin. U mundova t\u00eb shmangia shikimet kurioze t\u00eb shoqeve t\u00eb mia dhe u drejtova p\u00ebr nga shkolla, p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb vesh ku ishte Erindi. Kur u futa n\u00eb klas\u00eb, u habita nga ajo q\u00eb pash\u00eb. Ai, ishte aty. Q\u00ebndronte n\u00eb mes t\u00eb klas\u00ebs, kishte n\u00eb dor\u00eb nj\u00eb shish\u00eb nga ato t\u00eb ila\u00e7eve, por t\u00eb mbushura me kokrra t\u00eb tjera\u2026 ishin substanca t\u00eb ndaluara. Duart i kishte t\u00eb gjakosura dhe ishte i skuqur n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb. Shtanga. Nuk dija si t\u00eb veproja n\u00eb ato momente dhe ngriva. Erindi m\u00eb tha t\u00eb dilja jasht\u00eb, t\u00eb mos shihja asgj\u00eb dhe t\u00eb mos i tregoja askujt p\u00ebr ato q\u00eb kisha par\u00eb. Un\u00eb nuk u largova, sigurisht, madje u afrova m\u00eb shum\u00eb dhe i ofrova ndihm\u00ebn time, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e pranoi\u2026
\nFol\u00ebm p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Ai m\u00eb tregoi se ato kokrrat q\u00eb po pinte ishhin thjesht antidepresant\u00eb dhe jo substanca t\u00eb ndaluara, si\u00e7 mendova n\u00eb fillim. M\u00eb b\u00ebri shum\u00eb p\u00ebrshtypje q\u00eb nj\u00eb djal\u00eb si ai, me gjith\u00eb t\u00eb mirat, t\u00eb pinte antidepresant\u00eb\u2026 M\u00eb von\u00eb e mora vesh t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn. B\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb bised\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb dhe ai m\u00eb tregoi q\u00eb prind\u00ebrit e tij po divorcoheshin, i ati i ushtronte vazhdimisht presion q\u00eb ai t\u00eb pranonte t\u00eb jetonte me t\u00eb dhe jo me t\u00eb \u00ebm\u00ebn. Kishte dit\u00eb q\u00eb nuk rrinte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, por te sht\u00ebpia e shokut t\u00eb vet. Me sa dukej, kishte 1001 probleme dhe un\u00eb vet\u00ebm sa e kisha paragjykuar kot m\u00eb kot\u2026 Q\u00eb prej asaj dite, ne filluam t\u00eb shoq\u00ebroheshim m\u00eb shum\u00eb. Si dukej, un\u00eb e kuptoja m\u00eb mir\u00eb. At\u00eb \u00e7ka pash\u00eb n\u00eb klas\u00eb nuk ia tregova askujt, ishte sekreti im i par\u00eb me Erindin. Ne filluam t\u00eb dilnim shpesh, ai merrte dy shok\u00eb t\u00eb tij dhe un\u00eb bashk\u00eb me dy shoqet e mia m\u00eb t\u00eb mira. Mund t\u00eb them se kemi kaluar nj\u00eb nga periudhat m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura n\u00eb gjimnaz. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, kur kishim dal\u00eb, nj\u00eb shok i Erindit, Ani, pasi ishim prezantuar, m\u00eb \u201crr\u00ebfeu\u201d se i p\u00eblqeja shum\u00eb. Ai i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb Erindit, por nga ky i fundit un\u00eb nuk kisha marr\u00eb vesh gj\u00eb\u2026 S\u2019e kuptova pse, por gjithsesi… Propozimin e tij, sigurisht q\u00eb e refuzova. Nuk mund t\u00eb lidhesha me t\u00eb pa e p\u00eblqyer fare. Kur e pyeta Erindin, m\u00eb tha di\u00e7ka q\u00eb v\u00ebrtet nuk e prisja. Ai nuk m\u00eb kishte treguar p\u00ebr p\u00eblqimin e shokut t\u00eb vet ndaj meje, pasi koh\u00ebt e fundit kishte zbuluar se m\u00eb dashuronte. \u00c7\u2019mashtrime!
\nP\u00eblqimi im at\u00eb koh\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb vazhdonte dhe mua aq m\u00eb duhej. Mora krah\u00eb, pa e ditur q\u00eb thjesht isha g\u00ebnjyer\u2026 U lidh\u00ebm, sigurisht q\u00eb u lidh\u00ebm. Q\u00ebndruam bashk\u00eb p\u00ebr disa muaj dhe koh\u00eb m\u00eb von\u00eb, rast\u00ebsisht, takova shokun e Erindit, Anin, q\u00eb dikur m\u00eb p\u00eblqente. Ai nuk dinte asgj\u00eb p\u00ebr lidhjen ton\u00eb dhe kjo m\u00eb habiti jasht\u00eb mase\u2026 Pas disa dit\u00ebsh, ai m\u00eb kishte gjetur numrin e telefonit dhe insistoi t\u00eb m\u00eb takonte\u2026 Habia ime vazhdonte, por isha v\u00ebrtet kurioze t\u00eb zbuloja \u00e7far\u00eb donte t\u00eb m\u00eb thont\u00eb e k\u00ebsisoj, e takova. Ai takim mund t\u00eb them se e ndryshoi komplet rrjedh\u00ebn e ngjarjeve. Shoku i tij m\u00eb tregoi se Erindi kishte nj\u00eb lidhje tjet\u00ebr, paralelisht me mua, q\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka m\u00eb kishte treguar n\u00eb fillim ishte nj\u00eb mashtrim, pasi ai kishte konsumuar m\u00eb par\u00eb drog\u00eb! Nuk e di n\u00ebse u shkat\u00ebrrova, por reagimi q\u00eb kisha ishte aq i r\u00ebnd\u00eb sa m\u00eb ra t\u00eb fik\u00ebt. Ani lajm\u00ebroi Erindin dhe ai erdhi menj\u00ebher\u00eb aty ku ndodheshim ne. N\u00eb ato momente, kur pash\u00eb q\u00eb ai m\u00eb mbante n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij, kalova nj\u00eb moment histerie. Fillova ta shkelmoja me sa kisha fuqi, nuk e doja af\u00ebr meje. Pasi u qet\u00ebsova, aty, t\u00eb tre si\u00e7 ishim, filluam t\u00eb ballafaqoheshim. Erindi nuk mohoi asgj\u00eb, gjith\u00e7ka m\u00eb tha Ani e pranoi. M\u00eb tha se n\u00eb fillim e kishte nisur me tallje, pasi e bezdiste fakti q\u00eb un\u00eb isha nj\u00eb nd\u00ebr ato gocat q\u00eb ai nuk mund t\u00eb kishte dhe kjo e shtyu, por me kalimin e koh\u00ebs ai kishte kuptuar q\u00eb m\u00eb dashuronte, edhe pse nuk mund ta pranonte. Nga e dashura e par\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb hiqte dor\u00eb pasi ajo ishte nj\u00eb nga gocat m\u00eb me popullaritet n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb dhe i p\u00ebrshtatej tipit t\u00eb tij asokohe… Asgj\u00eb nuk besova! E mblodha mendjen q\u00eb nga ai djal\u00eb nuk kisha asgj\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe vazhdova jet\u00ebn time normalisht, edhe pse nuk mund ta harroja, pasi ai ishte dashuria ime e par\u00eb. Fola me motr\u00ebn time m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe dhe m\u00eb tha q\u00eb ndoshta ai thoshte t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn, por p\u00ebr mua asgj\u00eb nuk vlente m\u00eb.
\nMotra ishte ajo q\u00eb m\u00eb prezantoi me shokun e t\u00eb fejuarit t\u00eb vet, i cili dihej \u00e7far\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte nga un\u00eb. Gjith\u00e7ka ndodhi shum\u00eb shpejt; edhe ai donte t\u00eb fejoheshim! Dilnim disa her\u00eb bashk\u00eb dhe shum\u00eb shpesh na ndodhnin surpriza t\u00eb k\u00ebnd\u00ebshme. Nuk kishte njeri n\u00eb qytet q\u00eb t\u00eb fliste keq p\u00ebr at\u00eb djal\u00eb dhe mua, pas eksperienc\u00ebs q\u00eb pata, po ta mendoje mir\u00eb, m\u00eb duhej nj\u00eb djal\u00eb i till\u00eb… Ama, nuk e dija n\u00ebse mund t\u00eb fejohesha me t\u00eb, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb moment mendova direkt jo, por pata nj\u00eb bised\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb me motr\u00ebn dikur dhe ajo m\u00eb k\u00ebshilloi. Fol\u00ebm gjat\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb dhe n\u00eb fillim m\u00eb tha t\u00eb sigurohesha q\u00eb nuk kisha m\u00eb ndjenja p\u00ebr Erindin. Un\u00eb e mohova, pasi ende nuk e kisha harruar at\u00eb, por nuk doja t\u2019i mohoja mund\u00ebsin\u00eb t\u00eb njiheshim m\u00eb tep\u00ebr Eljorit, djalit q\u00eb m\u00eb propozoi p\u00ebr fejes\u00eb. Ai ishte i mrekulluesh\u00ebm n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb aspektet dhe ndoshta m\u00eb b\u00ebnte q\u00eb ta harroja Erindin. Ai m\u00eb ofronte nj\u00eb mbrojtje t\u00eb cil\u00ebn nuk mund ta mohoja kurrsesi dhe k\u00ebshtu, vendosa…
\nEljori erdhi bashk\u00eb me t\u00eb atin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebr t\u00eb takuar babain tim sepse k\u00ebshtu e donte \u201ctradita\u201d at\u00ebher\u00eb… T\u00eb gjith\u00eb e p\u00eblqyen, madje mami im m\u00eb tha se ishte i duhuri p\u00ebr mua. Pasi familjet \u201cdhan\u00eb fjal\u00ebn\u201d p\u00ebr fejes\u00eb, ne vazhduam njohjen ton\u00eb… Fjal\u00ebt kishin shkuar n\u00eb vesh t\u00eb Erindit i cili nuk e kishte pritur fare mir\u00eb. K\u00ebmb\u00ebngulte t\u00eb m\u00eb takonte, m\u00eb ndiqte, b\u00ebnte skena t\u00eb ndryshme n\u00eb rrug\u00eb t\u00eb cilat m\u00eb tmerronin, por edhe m\u00eb p\u00eblqenin… M\u00eb p\u00eblqente t\u00eb mendoja q\u00eb ai nuk m\u00eb kishte harruar. Me t\u00eb dashur\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr ishte ndar\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb pas asaj q\u00eb ndodhi dhe t\u00eb gjith\u00eb e kishin marr\u00eb vesh q\u00eb isha un\u00eb vajza q\u00eb ai donte. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, teksa dola nga shkolla, pash\u00eb q\u00eb kishte shum\u00eb njer\u00ebz t\u00eb mbledhur n\u00eb oborr. Sa m\u00eb pan\u00eb mua, filluan t\u00eb qeshnin dhe un\u00eb nuk kisha \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb mendoja n\u00eb ato momente. Teksa ecja, rrethi i njer\u00ebzve u hap dhe n\u00eb mes tyre doli Erindi, me nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb tr\u00ebndafilash, nj\u00eb unaz\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe gjith\u00e7ka tha ishte:
\n\u201cM\u00eb fal, engj\u00ebll! Do martohesh me mua?!\u201d…
\nNgriva aty ku isha pa ditur \u00e7t\u00eb thoja.. doja koh\u00eb, doja koh\u00eb t\u00eb mendohesha, por ato \u00e7ka kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb asaj periudhe m\u00eb mjaftonin dhe ajo ishte \u00e7ka m\u00eb thoshte zemra! K\u00ebshtu, i thash\u00eb po. Ajo ishte dita m\u00eb e bukur e jet\u00ebs sime. E dija q\u00eb ne ishim b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrin dhe pavar\u00ebsisht gjith\u00eb pengesave q\u00eb na dol\u00ebn para, gjith\u00e7ka i kaluam! Pas gjith\u00eb atyre, duhet t\u2019i tregoja t\u00eb v\u00ebrteten familjes time, duhej t\u2019u prezantoja Erindin dhe t\u00eb hidhja posht\u00eb \u201cfjal\u00ebn e dh\u00ebn\u00eb\u201d ndaj Eljorit dhe familjes s\u00eb tij. Duhet t\u00eb p\u00ebrballesha m\u00eb nj\u00eb stuhi t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Motra m\u00eb ndihmoi disi dhe gj\u00ebrat u rregulluan, p\u00ebr fatin tim t\u00eb mir\u00eb…
\nPo p\u00ebrgatiteshim p\u00ebr dasm\u00ebn. Edhe pse ishim shum\u00eb t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl, ne donim t\u00eb jetonim bashk\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, teksa rregulloja gj\u00ebrat e mia bashk\u00eb m\u00eb motr\u00ebn, d\u00ebgjova n\u00eb televizor lajmin p\u00ebr nj\u00eb aksident… Ishte thjesht nj\u00eb lajm, por s\u2019e di pse zemra filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb rrihte shum\u00eb shpejt. Ktheva syt\u00eb nga televizori dhe kur pash\u00eb emrat e t\u00eb aksidentuarve, sa s\u2019m\u00eb ra pika. Nd\u00ebr ta ishte emri i zemr\u00ebs sime! Aty m\u00eb ra t\u00eb fik\u00ebt dhe nuk jam p\u00ebrmendur derisa shkova n\u00eb spital. Nuk mund t\u00eb besoja at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte ndodhur! Sapo u p\u00ebrmenda, m\u00eb \u00e7uan n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e Erindit. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb ishin t\u00eb prer\u00eb n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb, ama mua nuk m\u00eb tregonin asgj\u00eb, pasi e dinin q\u00eb reagimi im mund t\u00eb ishte fatal.
\nAjo ishte dita m\u00eb e zez\u00eb e jet\u00ebs sime. Nuk e di se si mund t\u2019jua p\u00ebrshkruaj, pasi n\u00ebse nuk e p\u00ebrjeton vet\u00eb, nuk mund ta dish. T\u00eb pakt\u00ebn pata mund\u00ebsi t\u2019i flisja p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb fundit… Fjal\u00ebt e tij t\u00eb fundit m\u00eb ngel\u00ebn pesh\u00eb n\u00eb zem\u00ebr e s\u2019kan\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb q\u00eb aty. Jan\u00eb ngulur aty p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht… Ai m\u00eb tha: \u201cJe gj\u00ebja m\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb m\u00eb ka ndodhur n\u00eb jet\u00eb…\u201d.
\nSi mund t\u00eb ma merrte Zoti ashtu, pik\u00ebrisht at\u00ebhere kur ne do fillonim t\u00eb formonim lumturin\u00eb ton\u00eb?! At\u00eb dhimbje t\u00eb pap\u00ebrshkrueshme ende nuk e kam kaluar dhe nuk besoj se do ta kaloj ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb. Pas vdekjes s\u00eb Erindit, vazhdoj ta kem n\u00eb zem\u00ebr e n\u00eb shpirt dhe nuk mund ta l\u00ebviz q\u00eb aty. Thon\u00eb se jeta vazhdon, por un\u00eb e kam m\u00eb shum\u00eb se t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb ta vazhdoj pa t\u00eb… Bashk\u00eb me Erindin tim, vdiqa edhe un\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje! Kam vendosur t\u00eb ndaj me ju nj\u00eb histori sa t\u00eb pazakont\u00eb, aq edhe t\u00eb dhimbshme. Ajo \u00e7ka t\u00eb gjith\u00eb lakmojm\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb lumturia, ama ndodh edhe q\u00eb at\u00eb t\u00eb ta marrin nga duart ashtu si\u00e7 padrejt\u00ebsisht ma mor\u00ebn mua. Filli i k\u00ebsaj historie \u00ebsht\u00eb 10 vjet m\u00eb par\u00eb dhe nuk e di n\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":6510,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[249],"class_list":["post-6509","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6509","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=6509"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6509\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6509"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6509"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6509"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}