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Nuk pendohem p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb!<\/p>\n
T\u00eb dashur lexues t\u00eb Gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb me dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb nga nj\u00eb zon\u00eb af\u00ebr Kor\u00e7\u00ebs. Jam martuar para tet\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb jetonte vet\u00ebm 40 minuta larg nga zona ku jetoja un\u00eb me familjen time. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb djalin nd\u00ebrhyri xhaxhai im. Pretendenti, q\u00eb m\u00eb pas u b\u00eb burri im, jetonte prej disa vitesh n\u00eb Greqi, bashk\u00eb me v\u00ebllain e tij. Prind\u00ebrit e mi jetonin n\u00eb Itali dhe un\u00eb jetoja bashk\u00eb me gjyshen, por kur u fejova, ata erdh\u00ebn e ndenj\u00ebn disa muaj derisa u martova un\u00eb, pastaj ik\u00ebn p\u00ebrs\u00ebri te v\u00ebllai im sepse jetonin me at\u00eb. Gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb isha e fejuar, i fejuari im vinte shpesh nga Greqia dhe m\u00eb trajtonte mir\u00eb, por un\u00eb nuk isha shum\u00eb e entuziazmuar prje k\u00ebsaj fejese, e kisha marr\u00eb m\u00eb tep\u00ebr si di\u00e7ka q\u00eb duhej ta b\u00ebja sa p\u00ebr sy e faqe, sepse m\u00eb kishte kaluar koha p\u00ebr t\u2019u martuar. T\u00eb pakt\u00ebn k\u00ebshtu e mendonin prind\u00ebrit dhe fisi im, sepse un\u00eb as q\u00eb e kisha nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb martohesha. Djali ishte simpatik e t\u00ebrheq\u00ebs dhe kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqente, edhe pse n\u00eb mendjen time nuk ishte e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme q\u00eb ai t\u00eb ishte patjet\u00ebr i bukur, por ime m\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte gjithmon\u00eb q\u00eb burri duhet t\u00eb ket\u00eb patjet\u00ebr autoritet dhe t\u00eb jet\u00eb i pash\u00ebm, q\u00eb t\u00eb ket\u00eb lezet kur t\u00eb hyj\u00eb n\u00eb der\u00eb…
\nPasi u martova, ngela menj\u00ebher\u00eb shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb me vajz\u00ebn e par\u00eb. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb isha akoma n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri. M\u00eb erdhi edhe bashk\u00ebshorti nga jasht\u00eb dhe ndenj\u00ebm rreth nj\u00eb muaj bashk\u00eb. Un\u00eb ndenja me vjehrr\u00ebn e vjehrrin p\u00ebr m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00eb vit. Ajo koh\u00eb ka qen\u00eb relativisht e qet\u00eb; vjehrra ime ishte e dashur, por shum\u00eb lajkatare dhe shum\u00eb dinake. Un\u00eb i vija pas avazit dhe ajo k\u00ebnaqej me k\u00ebt\u00eb fakt. Mjaftonte kjo gj\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos pasur konflikte n\u00eb familje. Nuk m\u00eb kushtonte asgj\u00eb q\u00eb t\u2019i b\u00ebja qejfin asaj, se sa kisha ndenjur, nuk do t\u00eb rrija me t\u00eb. Vajza m\u00eb ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb gati nj\u00eb vje\u00e7e kur bashk\u00ebshorti erdhi n\u00eb ver\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb na marr\u00eb t\u00eb dyjave. Ik\u00ebm n\u00eb Greqi t\u00eb tre dhe rruga ishte shum\u00eb e gjat\u00eb. Ai jetonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb zon\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukur turistike n\u00eb Greqi, ishte mrekullia vet\u00eb! Nuk kisha par\u00eb kurr\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time nj\u00eb plazh aq t\u00eb bukur sa atje. Relievi ishte i nd\u00ebrthurur, kodrinor dhe bregdetar, ishte vendi ideal p\u00ebr t\u00eb jetuar. Njer\u00ebzit ishin t\u00eb dashur dhe miq\u00ebsor\u00eb. Ia kalonim mir\u00eb. Burri m\u00eb kishte premtuar se do t\u00eb m\u00eb fuste n\u00eb kurs p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb patent\u00ebn dhe se do t\u00eb m\u00eb blinte makin\u00eb, por at\u00eb vit ngela shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb me vajz\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb dhe nuk e b\u00ebra dot kursin e patent\u00ebs. Un\u00eb nuk punoja, por rrija n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi ku rrisja dy vajzat derisa ato t\u00eb b\u00ebheshin p\u00ebr t\u00eb shkuar n\u00eb kop\u00ebsht. Kur ato u rrit\u00ebn dhe kishin mosh\u00ebn e duhur p\u00ebr n\u00eb kop\u00ebsht, un\u00eb, pak a shum\u00eb e kisha m\u00ebsuar gjuh\u00ebn dhe isha orientuar me vendin, ndaj isha n\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoja p\u00ebr pun\u00eb. B\u00ebra kursin e patent\u00ebs dhe e mora pa problem, se kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb guida bashk\u00eb me burrin. Ai m\u00eb kishte m\u00ebsuar pak a shum\u00eb edhe pajisjet e makin\u00ebs apo nd\u00ebrrimet e marshit n\u00eb ngjitje apo zbritje. Tashm\u00eb, gocat i kisha rregulluar n\u00eb kop\u00ebsht, burri ishte n\u00eb pun\u00eb, kurse un\u00eb isha gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn pa pun\u00eb e m\u00ebrzitesha. Nisa k\u00ebrkimet p\u00ebr pun\u00eb dhe gjeta n\u00eb nj\u00eb lokal, por duhet t\u00eb punoja nat\u00ebn. I thash\u00eb burrit dhe ai pranoi. Fillova pun\u00eb dhe isha e k\u00ebnaqur edhe me rrog\u00ebn q\u00eb merrja. Gjat\u00eb dark\u00ebs, vajzat i \u00e7oja te kunata, q\u00eb m\u2019i mbante derisa t\u00eb dilte burri nga puna. Ai lokali ku un\u00eb punoja ishte me muzik\u00eb live, af\u00ebrsisht si buzuk. N\u00eb pun\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb ishin grek\u00eb, por kishte edhe shqiptar\u00eb.
\nGjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb un\u00eb punoja, u njoha me nj\u00eb shqiptar nga nj\u00eb qytet i Veriut, af\u00ebrsisht mosha ime, por beqar. M\u00eb respektonte n\u00eb radh\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb si shqiptare e pastaj si kolege pune dhe un\u00eb kisha shum\u00eb zili q\u00eb nuk kisha nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Kisha filluar ta kisha shum\u00eb qejf dhe isha shum\u00eb gazmore n\u00eb prani t\u00eb tij. Shkoja me d\u00ebshir\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb dhe \u00e7do gj\u00eb shkonte mir\u00eb. Trembesha pak me veten se kisha filluar t\u00eb ndihesha ndryshe. Nuk e kisha p\u00ebrjetuar m\u00eb par\u00eb at\u00eb lloj ndjesie, saq\u00eb kisha arritur deri n\u00eb at\u00eb pik\u00eb sa p\u00ebr burrin dhe vajzat nuk mendoja fare. M\u00eb mundonte vet\u00ebm mungesa e djalit shqiptar. Ishim afruar shum\u00eb m\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetrin dhe kishim shum\u00eb simpati. Ai m\u00eb b\u00ebnte gjithmon\u00eb komplimente dhe kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqente, sepse burri im asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk m\u00eb kishte shprehur fjal\u00eb t\u00eb bukura e t\u00eb ngrohta si ai. Po p\u00ebrjetoja di\u00e7ka q\u00eb as n\u00eb adoleshenc\u00ebn time nuk e kisha p\u00ebrjetuar.
\nNj\u00eb nat\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb bukur me h\u00ebn\u00eb, kur ishte ora 3 e m\u00ebngjesit, ne kishim mbaruar pun\u00ebn dhe do t\u00eb iknim p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ai m\u00eb shoq\u00ebroi deri te makina ime dhe, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb po p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeteshim, m\u00eb puthi n\u00eb buz\u00eb dhe un\u00eb ia ktheva. Ishte nj\u00eb ndjesi q\u00eb nuk mund ta p\u00ebrshkruaj me fjal\u00eb. Ndjeja flutura n\u00eb stomak dhe duart e trupi m\u00eb dridheshin nga emocionet. Ishte di\u00e7ka shum\u00eb e bukur, q\u00eb nuk e kisha p\u00ebrjetuar kurr\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb, as kur burri im m\u00eb mori virgj\u00ebrin\u00eb, edhe pse ishte nj\u00eb djal\u00eb me eksperienca t\u00eb mjaftueshme. Pas asaj puthjeje q\u00eb na \u00e7oi n\u00eb qiell t\u00eb shtat\u00eb, ne u larguam q\u00eb aty dhe shkuam buz\u00eb detit, ku b\u00ebm\u00eb dashuri. D\u00ebshmitar\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb ishin vet\u00ebm yjet. Ishte e mrekulleshme, bota ishte vet\u00ebm e jona! N\u00eb ato momente, un\u00eb kisha harruar q\u00eb kisha nj\u00eb familje dhe dy vajza. Isha shum\u00eb e lumtur me at\u00eb q\u00eb po p\u00ebrjetoja. Shkova n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe burrin e vajzat i gjeta n\u00eb gjum\u00eb. U futa menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb dush t\u00eb lahesha se kisha frik\u00eb mos m\u00eb kishte ngelur aroma e tij n\u00eb trup, edhe pse un\u00eb d\u00ebshiroja ta kisha at\u00eb gjith\u00eb nat\u00ebn, ta \u00ebnd\u00ebrroja at\u00eb n\u00eb gjum\u00eb dhe t\u00eb ndjeja er\u00ebn e tij. Kisha r\u00ebn\u00eb marr\u00ebzisht n\u00eb dashuri me at\u00eb djal\u00eb. Kur u shtriva, burri im e ndjeu dhe po m\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelte trupin, m\u00eb puthi pas shpin\u00ebn. M\u00eb tha:
\n– Mbarove von\u00eb…
\n– Kishte shum\u00eb pun\u00eb… – i thash\u00eb un\u00eb.
\nP\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja ishte nj\u00eb sinjal q\u00eb donte t\u00eb b\u00ebnim dashuri, por un\u00eb i thash\u00eb se isha shum\u00eb e lodhur e doja t\u00eb flija. Nuk e zgjati dhe m\u00eb la t\u00eb flija. Kisha shum\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb nuk flija e k\u00ebnaqur dhe me buz\u00ebn n\u00eb gaz. N\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, erdh\u00ebn gocat te krevati dhe m\u00eb zgjuan. Kur mendova se duhet t\u00eb \u00e7ohesha, t\u2019i ushqeja e t\u00eb b\u00ebja pun\u00ebt e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, m\u00eb ziente koka. E nj\u00ebjta gj\u00eb \u00e7do dit\u00eb. Mezi prisja t\u00eb vinte darka q\u00eb t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb pun\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb takuar at\u00eb; m\u00eb mungonte! At\u00eb dit\u00eb shkova n\u00eb pun\u00eb, e takova dhe ai ishte shum\u00eb entuziast. Mundoheshim t\u00eb dy t\u00eb mos u binim n\u00eb sy koleg\u00ebve t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. Romanca jon\u00eb vazhdoi p\u00ebr nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb kohe dhe un\u00eb po e shijoja n\u00eb maksimum k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb. \u201cNj\u00ebher\u00eb e jetojm\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb, thosha me vete, nuk do t\u00eb vijm\u00eb prap\u00eb t\u00eb jetojm\u00eb edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb t\u00eb dyt\u00eb\u201d. Po e ndjeja veten sikur kisha rilindur dhe sikur po jetoja nj\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb re. Jeta ime ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb si nj\u00eb telenovel\u00eb e bukur. Kishte ndryshuar shum\u00eb sjellja ime me bashkshortin dhe vajzat i kisha l\u00ebn\u00eb shum\u00eb mbas dore. Burri im e kishte v\u00ebn\u00eb re k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb dhe kishte filluar t\u00eb dyshonte, por un\u00eb as q\u00eb e vrisja mendjen fare.
\nNj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb kishte par\u00eb dikush me t\u00eb dashurin dhe kishte shkuar t\u2019i tregonte burrit tim, q\u00eb \u201cgruaja jote shoq\u00ebrohet me nj\u00eb shqiptar te puna e saj\u201d. Kjo gj\u00eb e kishte inatosur shum\u00eb bashk\u00ebshortin tim, q\u00eb kishte shkuar t\u00eb takonte t\u00eb dashurin tim. Ai nuk pranoi asgj\u00eb, por im shoq ishte shum\u00eb i inatosur me mua. Ai tha se do t\u00eb m\u00eb \u00e7onte n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri me vajzat dhe se do t\u00eb merrte prind\u00ebrit e mi n\u00eb telefon q\u00eb t\u00eb ktheheshin nga Italia. Un\u00eb nuk ia mohova, i thash\u00eb se e doja at\u00eb djal\u00eb dhe se nuk jetoja dot pa t\u00eb. Ai m\u00eb dha nj\u00eb shuplak\u00eb t\u00eb fort\u00eb. Pas nj\u00eb jave, ai m\u00eb nisi n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri bashk\u00eb me vajzat te prind\u00ebrit e tij. Un\u00eb i thash\u00eb se nuk doja t\u2019ia dija p\u00ebr t\u00eb.
\n– Gocat do t\u2019i l\u00eb t\u2019i mbaj\u00eb mamaja jote, – i thash\u00eb, – nuk i dua me vete!
\nAi nuk e priste reagimin tim dhe mbeti i habitur. Kur shkova te vjehrra ime, ajo ndryshoi gjith\u00eb situat\u00ebn, sepse nuk pranoi q\u00eb t\u2019i rriste gocat, por un\u00eb e kisha marr\u00eb vendimin tim dhe isha shum\u00eb e vendosur n\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebja. Kjo gj\u00eb e frik\u00ebsonte shum\u00eb vjehrr\u00ebn time. Ata po vdisnin frike nga opinioni, se si do t\u00eb reagonte fisi, por un\u00eb as doja t\u2019ia dija se \u00e7far\u00eb mendonin t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. M\u00eb erdhi burri nga Greqia dhe vjehrra ia mbushi mendjen djalit t\u00eb saj t\u00eb mos m\u00eb ndante, duke e bindur sikur nuk kishte ndodhur asgj\u00eb. Kam disa muaj n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri dhe nuk po m\u00eb rrihet fare k\u00ebtu, se si po i shtyj k\u00ebto dit\u00eb. M\u00eb ka marr\u00eb malli t\u00eb shoh edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb t\u00eb dashurin tim. Nuk jam b\u00ebr\u00eb aspak pishman q\u00eb e tradhtova burrin tim! T\u00eb pakt\u00ebn nj\u00eb gj\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb e b\u00ebra si\u00e7 doja un\u00eb, sepse t\u00eb gjitha gj\u00ebrat e tjera i kam b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr hir t\u00eb familjes time, t\u00eb burrit dhe t\u00eb vajzave t\u00eb mia…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nuk pendohem p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb! T\u00eb dashur lexues t\u00eb Gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb me dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb nga nj\u00eb zon\u00eb af\u00ebr Kor\u00e7\u00ebs. Jam martuar para tet\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb jetonte vet\u00ebm 40 minuta larg nga zona ku jetoja un\u00eb me familjen time. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb djalin nd\u00ebrhyri xhaxhai im. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":6218,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[254],"class_list":["post-7010","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori-personale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7010","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=7010"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7010\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6218"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7010"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7010"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7010"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}