..E prisja ta takoja, se kishim komunikuar shum\u00eb n\u00eb rrjet, por desha ti d\u00ebgjoja z\u00ebrin, ti shikoja syte e saj. Dhe nj\u00eb m\u00ebngjes m\u00eb b\u00ebn zile dhe pasi m\u00eb uroi mir\u00ebm\u00ebngjes, m\u00eb tha se ishte e lir\u00eb t\u00eb pinim nj\u00eb kafe t\u00eb dy.
E lashe aty af\u00ebr pallatit tim n\u00eb nj\u00eb lokal t\u00eb mir\u00eb, por edhe t\u00eb qet\u00eb.
E gjeta aty. Ishte m\u00eb e bukur se sa ishte n\u00eb fotot e saj n\u00eb rrjet.
U p\u00ebrqafuam fort, i kam th\u00ebn\u00eb se je “motra” e vog\u00ebl. U rehatuam n\u00eb kolltuk. E pash\u00eb me v\u00ebme\u00ebdje, nj\u00eb fytyr\u00eb tep\u00ebr e bukur, por si\u00e7 m\u00eb ka th\u00ebn\u00eb edhe n\u00eb “tig\u00ebr” kthehej kur b\u00ebhej fjal\u00eb p\u00ebr familjen e saj.
E dija q\u00eb ka nj\u00eb histori tep\u00ebr t\u00eb dh\u00ebmshur, t\u00eb trishtueshme shum\u00eb, deri n\u00eb kufijt\u00eb e t\u00eb paimagjinueshmes\u2026..
U rrita nj\u00eb f\u00ebmi i bukur e p\u00ebrk\u00ebledhur nga t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, por harroja se po rritesha, vetja m\u00eb dukej akoma nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb e llastuar.
Por nuk e g\u00ebzova as adoloshenc\u00ebn, kurse sot them, se t\u00eb gjitha etapat e jet\u00ebs time jan\u00eb djegur. Rroj vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e mi.
Kur isha 16 vje\u00e7e kur m\u00eb ndodhi tragjedia e jet\u00ebs time. Nuk e di si p\u00ebrfundova n\u00eb at\u00eb qytet larg qytetit tim.
Kur u p\u00ebrm\u00ebnda e ndjeva, q\u00eb isha p\u00ebrdhunuar shtaz\u00ebrisht. As frym\u00eb nuk merrja dot, asgje. M\u00eb mbajt\u00ebn t\u00eb mbyllur n\u00eb at\u00eb dhom\u00eb disa dit\u00eb.
Famija ime erdhi dhe p\u00ebr ta mbyllur si ngjarje t\u00eb tmerrshme, u detyrova t\u00eb martohem me p\u00ebrdhunuesin. Tmerret ti tregoj dheut kur t\u00eb futem n\u00eb t\u00eb. Nuk kisha rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, un\u00eb isha “pengu” i familjes time, n\u00eb rast t\u00eb kund\u00ebrt do t\u00eb zhduknin t\u00ebr\u00eb familjen time. Edhe sot t\u00eb turbullta i kam ar\u00ebsyet.
Nuk durova dot dhe pasi u hap\u00ebn kufijt\u00eb erdha n\u00eb emigrim. Me dy \u00e7una “k\u00ebrthi”. Kam punuar dhe 12 or\u00eb n\u00eb dit\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb p\u00ebr ata voc\u00ebrrake, q\u00eb m\u00eb prisnin si zogjt\u00eb me sqep hapur q\u00eb ti ushqej\u00eb nlna e tyre. Kalova vite tep\u00ebr t\u00eb r\u00ebnda. Por u b\u00ebra edhe burr\u00eb, se grua nuk u b\u00ebra asnj\u00ebher\u00eb.
Ajo rr\u00ebfente dhe t\u00eb dyve lot na rr\u00ebshqsin nga syte tan\u00eb, kok\u00ebn e kishte v\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb supin tim, un\u00eb e kisha p\u00ebrqafuar dhe ashtu ndenj\u00ebm gjat\u00eb, aty kisha “Sokolesh\u00ebn” e heshtur t\u00eb dit\u00ebve tona.
Pasi e mblodh\u00ebm veten t\u00eb dy, filluam t\u00eb diskutojme p\u00ebr shum\u00eb probleme t\u00eb jet\u00ebs. Ajo ka nje shpirt t\u00eb bukur poetik. Tregimet e saj jan\u00eb magjepse nuk e lan\u00eb t\u00eb lul\u00ebzonte.
Kurse sot ajo dergjet e s\u00ebmur\u00eb n\u00eb shtrat nga trajtimi shtazarak q\u00eb i ka b\u00ebr\u00eb trupit t\u00eb saj.
Jo, “Motra” ime edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb sfid\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebs tone ti ke forca ta p\u00ebrballosh, un\u00eb e njoh at\u00eb zjarr, q\u00eb ke p\u00ebrbr\u00ebnda shpirti t\u00ebnd. Mos e l\u00ebsho veten do t\u00eb b\u00ebhesh mir\u00eb e kemi l\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb behar do t\u00eb vij un\u00eb n\u00eb qytetin t\u00ebnd t\u00eb m\u00eb pres\u00ebsh si zonj\u00eb e bukur sht\u00ebpie.
Mos harro se s\u00eb shpejti do t\u00eb b\u00ebhesh gjyshe dhe gjyshe tep\u00ebr e bukur. Ti je zambak i bardh\u00eb.
\u2026..E di q\u00eb do t\u00eb shkrehesh n\u00eb lot\u00eb b\u00ebn mir\u00eb nxirre t\u00ebr\u00eb dufin nga shpirti yt dhe pastaj luft\u00eb kund\u00ebr \u00e7do t\u00eb keqe q\u00eb ekziston n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb ndyr\u00eb\u2026
Sh\u00ebnim: \u00c7do ngjarje apo p\u00ebrshkim i ngjajsh\u00ebm \u00ebsht\u00eb krejt i rast\u00ebsish\u00ebm..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
..E prisja ta takoja, se kishim komunikuar shum\u00eb n\u00eb rrjet, por desha ti d\u00ebgjoja z\u00ebrin, ti shikoja syte e saj. Dhe nj\u00eb m\u00ebngjes m\u00eb b\u00ebn zile dhe pasi m\u00eb uroi mir\u00ebm\u00ebngjes, m\u00eb tha se ishte e lir\u00eb t\u00eb pinim nj\u00eb kafe t\u00eb dy.E lashe aty af\u00ebr pallatit tim n\u00eb nj\u00eb lokal t\u00eb mir\u00eb, por edhe […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":22436,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-22435","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n