M\u00eb Foli Shpirti N\u00eb Mes T\u00eb Nat\u00ebs<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nata nuk trokiti… ajo hyri ngadal\u00eb, u ul pran\u00eb meje dhe ndezi heshtjen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk m\u00eb zgjoi nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr. As zhurma e er\u00ebs. M\u00eb zgjoi shpirti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai nuk duronte m\u00eb t\u00eb mbante brenda aq shum\u00eb pyetje pa p\u00ebrgjigje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
M\u00eb pyeti:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thuam\u00eb, pse njeriu vrapon kaq shum\u00eb, kur e di se koha nuk ndalet p\u00ebr ask\u00ebnd?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse num\u00ebron dit\u00ebt sikur t\u00eb ishin t\u00eb pafundme, kur nj\u00eb frym\u00ebmarrje mjafton q\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka t\u00eb marr\u00eb fund?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe un\u00eb heshta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse nuk dija \u00e7’t’i thosha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai vazhdoi:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse nd\u00ebrtohen mure m\u00eb shpejt se ura?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse fjal\u00ebt dalin si thika nga goja e njer\u00ebzve, pa menduar se ku do t\u00eb bien?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A nuk e din\u00eb vall\u00eb se \u00e7do zem\u00ebr ka plag\u00ebt e veta? Se buz\u00ebqeshja \u00ebsht\u00eb shpesh maska m\u00eb e bukur e nj\u00eb dhimbjeje t\u00eb madhe?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mbeta pa z\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Shpirti m\u00eb shikoi me nj\u00eb trishtim q\u00eb vet\u00ebm ai di ta mbaj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pastaj m\u00eb tha:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kam par\u00eb njer\u00ebz q\u00eb punojn\u00eb nga lindja e diellit deri n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb, duke harruar t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafojn\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, t\u00eb d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb prind\u00ebrit, t\u00eb shohin qiellin, t\u00eb fal\u00ebnderojn\u00eb p\u00ebr frym\u00ebn q\u00eb marrin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kam par\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb q\u00eb kan\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka, por nuk u mjafton asgj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe kam par\u00eb edhe zemra t\u00eb pasura, q\u00eb nuk zot\u00ebrojn\u00eb asgj\u00eb, ve\u00e7 mir\u00ebsis\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nata u b\u00eb edhe m\u00eb e qet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yjet rrinin pezull, sikur d\u00ebgjonin rr\u00ebfimin tim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At\u00ebher\u00eb shpirti m\u00eb pyeti p\u00ebrs\u00ebri:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse e kemi kaq t\u00eb leht\u00eb t\u00eb gjykojm\u00eb, por kaq t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb kuptojm\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse e harrojm\u00eb se edhe ne jemi udh\u00ebtar\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb tok\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pse sillemi sikur do t\u00eb jetojm\u00eb p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb, kur \u00e7do agim na afron me mbr\u00ebmjen e fundit?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb lot m\u00eb ra pa zhurm\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jo nga d\u00ebshp\u00ebrimi…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por sepse nuk gjeta asnj\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigje q\u00eb ta qet\u00ebsonte shpirtin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb mendim m\u00eb p\u00ebrshkoi zemr\u00ebn:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta nuk kemi ardhur p\u00ebr t\u00eb fituar bot\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta kemi ardhur p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos humbur veten.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u00ebr t\u00eb mos l\u00ebnduar kur mund t\u00eb sh\u00ebrojm\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u00ebr t\u00eb mos urryer kur mund t\u00eb falim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
P\u00ebr t\u00eb mos kaluar pran\u00eb lot\u00ebve t\u00eb dikujt me syt\u00eb mbyllur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse n\u00eb fund, kur t\u00eb shuhet edhe drita e fundit,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
askush nuk do t\u00eb na pyes\u00eb sa pasuri grumbulluam, sa duartrokitje mor\u00ebm, sa lart u ngjit\u00ebm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por ndoshta do t\u00eb mbetet vet\u00ebm kjo pyetje:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sa zemra ngroh\u00ebt me pranin\u00eb t\u00ebnde?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe nata…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
si nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb p\u00ebrkund f\u00ebmij\u00ebn e saj,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
mblodhi t\u00eb gjitha pyetjet e mia, i mb\u00ebshtolli me heshtje, i ngriti drejt qiellit dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebshp\u00ebriti:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vazhdo t\u00eb jesh drit\u00eb… edhe kur bota zgjedh err\u00ebsir\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse shpirtrat nuk maten me at\u00eb q\u00eb kan\u00eb, por me dashurin\u00eb q\u00eb l\u00ebn\u00eb pas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
SI MUNDE T\u00cb MBETESH KAQ GJAT\u00cb?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sonte u zgjova papritur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nuk m\u00eb zgjoi ndonj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr, as ndonj\u00eb zhurm\u00eb e nat\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u00eb zgjoi nj\u00eb arom\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nj\u00eb arom\u00eb e zakonshme p\u00ebr bot\u00ebn, por jo p\u00ebr mua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ajo erdhi leht\u00eb, si nj\u00eb frym\u00ebmarrje e humbur n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb, dhe u ndal mbi mua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb fillim nuk e kuptova.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mora frym\u00eb edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pastaj edhe nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dhe zemra ime u drodh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sepse e njoha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n O Zot, si e njoha…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mes gjith\u00eb aromave q\u00eb kam nuhatur n\u00eb jet\u00eb, mes gjith\u00eb njer\u00ebzve q\u00eb kam takuar, mes gjith\u00eb viteve q\u00eb kan\u00eb kaluar, un\u00eb e njoha menj\u00ebher\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Si mundi shpirti im ta mbante mend?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Si mundi trupi im t\u00eb mos e harronte?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Si mundi koha t\u00eb marr\u00eb kaq shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, e t\u00eb mos marr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rrija ulur n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb dhe qaja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jo p\u00ebr arom\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Por p\u00ebr kujtimin q\u00eb ajo solli me vete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sepse n\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast nuk ishte m\u00eb nj\u00eb arom\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ishin duart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ishin p\u00ebrqafimet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ishin dit\u00ebt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ishin net\u00ebt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ishin \u00ebndrrat q\u00eb dikur i quanim jet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dhe papritur kuptova se kujtesa nuk jeton vet\u00ebm n\u00eb mendje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ajo fshihet n\u00eb l\u00ebkur\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb frym\u00ebmarrje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb ato vende t\u00eb shpirtit ku koha nuk arrin t\u00eb hyj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kam menduar shpesh se njeriu harron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kam besuar se vitet e b\u00ebjn\u00eb pun\u00ebn e tyre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kam besuar se dhimbjet plaken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Por sonte e kuptova se disa dashuri nuk plaken kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ato vet\u00ebm heshtin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fshihen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Presin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dhe nj\u00eb nat\u00eb t\u00eb vetme, kur ti mendon se gjith\u00e7ka ka mbaruar, Jo si z\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jo si fytyr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jo si kujtim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Por si arom\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dhe ti rri aty, n\u00eb mes t\u00eb nat\u00ebs, duke pyetur veten mes lot\u00ebve:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Si munde t\u00eb mbetesh kaq gjat\u00eb brenda meje, pa t\u00eb ndier?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Si munde t\u00eb jetosh kaq vite n\u00eb shpirtin tim, pa b\u00ebr\u00eb asnj\u00eb zhurm\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dhe pse sonte, pas gjith\u00eb k\u00ebsaj kohe, erdhe vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb kujtuar se disa njer\u00ebz largohen nga jeta jon\u00eb,<\/p>\n\n\n\n por nuk largohen kurr\u00eb nga ne.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" M\u00eb Foli Shpirti N\u00eb Mes T\u00eb Nat\u00ebs Nata nuk trokiti… ajo hyri ngadal\u00eb, u ul pran\u00eb meje dhe ndezi heshtjen. Nuk m\u00eb zgjoi nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr. As zhurma e er\u00ebs. M\u00eb zgjoi shpirti. Ai nuk duronte m\u00eb t\u00eb mbante brenda aq shum\u00eb pyetje pa p\u00ebrgjigje. M\u00eb pyeti: Thuam\u00eb, pse njeriu vrapon kaq shum\u00eb, kur e di […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":23941,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-23940","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n
kthehen n\u00eb form\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb pamundur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n