Nj\u00eb fotografi
ka vite q\u00eb rri varur n\u00eb mur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dy njer\u00ebz t\u00eb rinj,
t\u00eb bukur n\u00eb besimin e tyre,
me duart pran\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetrit
dhe syt\u00eb nga e ardhmja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At\u00ebher\u00eb nuk e dinim
se edhe p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb
mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb nj\u00eb fund.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kishim th\u00ebn\u00eb:
Nuk do t\u00eb ndahemi kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jo me betime t\u00eb m\u00ebdha,
por me at\u00eb sigurin\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl
q\u00eb kan\u00eb dy njer\u00ebz
kur besojn\u00eb se dashuria
mjafton p\u00ebr gjith\u00e7ka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe p\u00ebr shum\u00eb vite
dukej se v\u00ebrtet mjaftonte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur dilnim bashk\u00eb,
qyteti na njihte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJa, \u00e7ifti i lumtur!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe ne e vishnim at\u00eb em\u00ebr
si nj\u00eb kostum elegant,
pa luks, pa teprime,
vet\u00ebm me shije,
me past\u00ebrti,
me at\u00eb bukurin\u00eb e thjesht\u00eb
q\u00eb nuk ka nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebrtas\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, fundjavat
kishin z\u00ebrin e miqve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tavolina plot,
gotat q\u00eb trok\u00ebllinin,
t\u00eb qeshurat q\u00eb p\u00ebrplaseshin
me muret
dhe aroma e ushqimeve
q\u00eb ende m\u00eb duket
se ka mbetur n\u00eb aj\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-Bobo, moj nuse,
moj mot\u00ebr, moj kunat\u00eb,
\u00e7\u2019na b\u00ebre!
Mezi \u00e7ohemi nga t\u00eb ngr\u00ebn\u00ebt!-<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe un\u00eb qeshja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ti kishe at\u00eb humorin t\u00ebnd\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
M\u00eb b\u00ebje t\u00eb qeshja
deri n\u00eb lot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta prandaj
ende nuk di
ku ta vendos dhimbjen:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
te ajo q\u00eb humb\u00ebm
apo te ajo q\u00eb dikur
ishte kaq e bukur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse ndarja
nuk erdhi me britma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk pati luft\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As dyer t\u00eb p\u00ebrplasura.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Erdhi ngadal\u00eb\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bisedat u pak\u00ebsuan,
fjal\u00ebt humb\u00ebn ngroht\u00ebsin\u00eb,
heshtjet zun\u00eb vendin
e atyre mbr\u00ebmjeve
kur flisnim p\u00ebr gjith\u00e7ka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk fol\u00ebm kurr\u00eb p\u00ebr ndarje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne kishim menduar
se vet\u00ebm vdekja
mund t\u00eb na ndante.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb
jeta gjen m\u00ebnyra t\u00eb tjera.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta ishte koha
q\u00eb nuk ishte m\u00eb e p\u00ebrbashk\u00ebt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta fjal\u00ebt
q\u00eb nuk u than\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta njer\u00ebzit
q\u00eb hyn\u00eb aty ku
duhej t\u00eb ishim vet\u00ebm ne.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta xhelozia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta dob\u00ebsia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndoshta nj\u00eb zem\u00ebr
q\u00eb nuk dinte m\u00eb
t\u00eb q\u00ebndronte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk e di.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe pas kaq vitesh
pyetja ende m\u00eb troket:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c7far\u00eb ndodhi?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por sot
nuk k\u00ebrkoj m\u00eb t\u00eb faj\u00ebsoj ask\u00ebnd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As ty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As veten.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As ata q\u00eb mund t\u00eb ken\u00eb hedhur
ndonj\u00eb hije mes nesh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse ajo q\u00eb kemi jetuar
nuk b\u00ebhet g\u00ebnjesht\u00ebr
vet\u00ebm sepse nj\u00eb dit\u00eb
mbaroi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fotografia \u00ebsht\u00eb ende n\u00eb mur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe un\u00eb e shoh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por nuk p\u00ebrkulem para saj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E shoh me kok\u00ebn lart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse ajo grua n\u00eb fotografi
nuk ishte naive
q\u00eb besoi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo dinte t\u00eb donte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb dob\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cbsht\u00eb guxim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00ebse dikush tjet\u00ebr
po e shikon sot
fotografin\u00eb e vet
dhe pyet:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ku humb\u00ebm?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dua t’i them vet\u00ebm kaq:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mos e ul kok\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mos e quaj veten t\u00eb humbur
vet\u00ebm sepse nj\u00eb dashuri
nuk arriti deri n\u00eb fund.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Disa dashuri
nuk vdesin at\u00eb dit\u00eb
kur njer\u00ebzit ndahen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mbeten n\u00eb nj\u00eb fotografi,
n\u00eb nj\u00eb t\u00eb qeshur,
n\u00eb nj\u00eb tryez\u00eb t\u00eb mbushur,
n\u00eb nj\u00eb arom\u00eb,
n\u00eb nj\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00eb\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
dhe sidomos
n\u00eb at\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs
q\u00eb ende pyet,
por nuk lyp p\u00ebrgjigje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb nuk e di \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Di vet\u00ebm
se nj\u00ebher\u00eb ishim
\u201c\u00e7ifti i lumtur\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe p\u00ebr aq koh\u00eb sa ishim,
ishim v\u00ebrtet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tani fotografia rri n\u00eb mur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb p\u00ebrball\u00eb saj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo hesht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Edhe un\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb
nuk qaj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thjesht buz\u00ebqesh leht\u00eb
dhe i them vetes:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E deshe me gjith\u00eb zem\u00ebr.
Nuk ke pse t\u00eb turp\u00ebrohesh
p\u00ebr nj\u00eb dashuri q\u00eb e more seriozisht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pastaj largohem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Me kok\u00ebn lart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nj\u00eb fotografika vite q\u00eb rri varur n\u00eb mur. Dy njer\u00ebz t\u00eb rinj,t\u00eb bukur n\u00eb besimin e tyre,me duart pran\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetritdhe syt\u00eb nga e ardhmja. At\u00ebher\u00eb nuk e dinimse edhe p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00ebmund t\u00eb ket\u00eb nj\u00eb fund. Kishim th\u00ebn\u00eb:Nuk do t\u00eb ndahemi kurr\u00eb. Jo me betime t\u00eb m\u00ebdha,por me at\u00eb sigurin\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00eblq\u00eb kan\u00eb dy njer\u00ebzkur besojn\u00eb se […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":24061,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-24060","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n