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KRISTAQ TURTULLI <\/strong><\/p>\n

Tregim<\/em><\/p>\n

– Adrian, t\u00eb k\u00ebrkon mjesht\u00ebr Vrami,- d\u00ebgjoj t\u00eb m\u00eb th\u00ebrresnin nga posht\u00eb.
\nI nervozuar rrotullohem n\u00eb d\u00ebrrasat e skel\u00ebs. Dalloj fytyr\u00ebn e rrumbullak\u00ebt si mesh\u00eb e murgut t\u00eb vog\u00ebl Oshma.
\n– H\u00eb, \u00e7do? – i shfryj.<\/p>\n

Murgu kafshon karot\u00ebn me dhemb\u00ebt e mpreht\u00eb dhe m\u00eb b\u00ebn me shenj\u00eb t\u00eb zbres. Shtrij k\u00ebmb\u00ebt dhe kundroj figur\u00ebn pap\u00ebrfunduar t\u00eb Sh\u00ebn M\u00ebrin\u00eb. M\u00eb intrigojn\u00eb syt\u00eb e N\u00ebn\u00ebs, dua ta realizoj me ngjyra pikante, ndryshe nga pikturat murale bizantine. Vizatoj e fshi, skela k\u00ebrcet me zhurm\u00eb dhe kubeja m\u00eb duket sikur m\u00eb shtyp. Nat\u00ebn n\u00eb gjum\u00eb mu p\u00ebrvijua ngjyra e kalt\u00ebr me koloritin e qiellit, pak ton t\u00eb gjelb\u00ebr, shk\u00ebndijim rrezatues, miklues. S\u2019mu prit t\u00eb fekste m\u00ebngjesi, por frym\u00ebzimin vjen e ma shk\u00ebput murgu rrumbullak Oshma.<\/p>\n

Mjeshtri Vrami m\u00eb pun\u00ebsoi para tre vjet\u00ebsh me kontrat\u00eb pes\u00eb vje\u00e7are dhe pag\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebnaqshme, n\u00eb pikturimin e Katedrales s\u00eb Sh\u00ebn M\u00ebris\u00eb.
\nNgrihem ndenjur dhe fshi duart. Murgu Oshma si brumbull i vog\u00ebl humb pas der\u00ebs. \u00cbsht\u00eb tejet i zellsh\u00ebm, si\u00e7 jan\u00eb murgjit e rinj, ngat\u00ebrrohet n\u00ebp\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00eb, fut hund\u00ebt kudo, sa detyrohem ta zboj.<\/p>\n

Kthina e mjeshtrit Vrami gjendet n\u00eb krahun veriper\u00ebndimor t\u00eb katit t\u00eb par\u00eb t\u00eb katedrales. T\u00eb shkosh deri aty. duhet t\u00eb kalosh n\u00ebp\u00ebr nj\u00eb monopat t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb ngarkuar me materiale t\u00eb ndryshme. Prej nxitimit gati sa u p\u00ebrplasa me kryepeshkopin hijer\u00ebnd\u00eb, l\u00ebkur\u00ebbardh\u00eb Johan dhe shpur\u00ebn e tij. Hapa udh\u00eb kokulur. Kryepeshkopi Johan m\u00eb pa me bisht t\u00eb syrit, m\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti ftoht\u00eb me kok\u00eb dhe b\u00ebri tutje. Klerik\u00ebt e lart\u00eb duhet t\u00eb ken\u00eb ardhur t\u00eb ndjekin nga af\u00ebr punimet e katedrales.<\/p>\n

Q\u00ebndrova nj\u00eb hop pa l\u00ebvizur derisa humb\u00ebn p\u00ebrtej monopatit. Trokita n\u00eb der\u00ebn portative me kompensat\u00eb dhe sa d\u00ebgjova:
\n– Hyr\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Shtyva der\u00ebn dhe hyra brenda. Kthina e mjeshtrit Vrami gjendet n\u00eb rr\u00ebmuje t\u00eb madhe, cigarja e qullur e shuar i varet n\u00eb buz\u00eb. Kapela e grir\u00eb e lyrosur i ka shkuar shtremb\u00ebr, nd\u00ebrsa cullufja e thinjur, ngjyrosur me boj\u00eb t\u00eb gjelb\u00ebr. Pa ngritur kok\u00ebn m\u00eb b\u00ebri me dor\u00eb t\u00eb afrohem dhe vazhdoi t\u00eb l\u00ebviz\u00eb me zhurm\u00eb, ti kthej\u00eb mbar\u00eb e prap\u00eb skicat e m\u00ebdha t\u00eb katedrales. \u00cbsht\u00eb specialist me p\u00ebrvoj\u00eb n\u00eb ngritjen, zbukurimin e katedraleve por \u00ebsht\u00eb me huqe, i grindur. Vizita e kryepeshkopit Johan ja cing\u00ebrisi nervat. Vramin gjithnj\u00eb e acarojn\u00eb kontrollet e imponuara, por n\u00eb sy t\u00eb tyre nuk e jep veten. Kur d\u00ebrgata ik\u00ebn dhe l\u00eb pas hijen e r\u00ebnd\u00eb, mjeshtri fillon shan dhe shfryn.<\/p>\n

– H\u00eb, i p\u00ebrfundove syt\u00eb e virgj\u00ebresh\u00ebs? – m\u00eb pyeti Vrami pas togut me letra.
\n– Pothuajse, – flas ultas.<\/p>\n

Mjesht\u00ebr Vrami s\u2019 m\u00eb ktheu p\u00ebrgjigje. Humbi s\u00ebrish mes vizatimeve e skicave t\u00eb katedrales. M\u00eb la n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb. Prish, kruan kok\u00ebn me inat dhe heq vija t\u00eb reja. Katedralja po nd\u00ebrtohet trekat\u00ebshe e lart\u00eb me kollonata, piktura murale dhe kapitele t\u00eb gdhendura. Minutat ikin dhe un\u00eb q\u00ebndroj si vuv n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb. Kollitem prej padurimit, ai ngre kok\u00ebn i bezdisur, gati p\u00ebr sherr. I ra ballit me p\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00eb.<\/p>\n

– K\u00ebtu qenke?! T\u00eb harrova ,- thot\u00eb dhe fshin me m\u00ebng\u00ebn e xhaket\u00ebs buz\u00ebt e lag\u00ebshta.
\nNgre supet pa ditur \u00e7\u2019 ti them.
\n– M\u00eb shkoi dita p\u00ebr dreq, me intervista t\u00eb gjej pun\u00ebtor\u00eb t\u00eb kualifikuar, me eksperienc\u00eb…<\/p>\n

H\u00ebm… S\u00eb fundi dhe, inspektimi i Kryepeshkopit me shpur\u00ebn shushunj\u00eb t\u00eb prift\u00ebrinjve. Uh, po m\u00eb shp\u00ebrthen koka! Nuk t\u00eb thirra p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. Murgu Oshma m\u00eb tha se \u00ebsht\u00eb e nj\u00eb kandidat nga vendi yt. T\u00eb thirra ta p\u00ebrkthesh, dale prit… emrin e ka..,- mjeshtri k\u00ebrkoi me nervoziz\u00ebm mes shkresave t\u00eb shumta, ngriti disa flet\u00eb formati t\u00eb shkruar me shkrim t\u00eb im\u00ebt: -Ja, tek \u00ebsht\u00eb. Majk\u00ebll e ka emrin, Majk\u00ebll Susta, e njeh?<\/p>\n

Nga mjegullina e larg\u00ebt e viteve mu kujtua Maliq Susta dhe p\u00ebrnj\u00ebher\u00ebsh mu krijua nj\u00eb shije t\u00eb ath\u00ebt n\u00eb goj\u00eb. Mbase ndonj\u00eb kush\u00ebri i larg\u00ebt… Me sa m\u00eb kujtohet Maliqi qe djal\u00eb i vet\u00ebm. Mjeshtri s\u2019 m\u00eb la t\u00eb tirrja gjat\u00eb, thirri murgun Oshma dhe i tha t\u00eb lajm\u00ebronte prit\u00ebsin t\u00eb vinte brenda. Mbas disa minutash n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e mjeshtri u shfaq trupi i gjat\u00eb, kockor, me nofulla katrore dhe vesh\u00eb llapush\u00eb i Maliq Sust\u00ebs. U shtang. U zverdh, q\u00ebndroi i mb\u00ebrthyer pas der\u00ebs, p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti me kok\u00eb dhe murmuriti mbytur.<\/p>\n

– M\u00eb falni…
\nT\u00eb dy u mpim\u00eb nga takimi i papritur n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e mjeshtrit Vrami, mij\u00ebra kilometra larg atdheut.
\n– N\u00eb rezyme keni sh\u00ebnuar plot gj\u00ebra- iu drejtua mjeshtri Maliqit. P\u00ebrktheva. Maliqi hapi goj\u00ebn t\u00eb fliste. Vrami ngriti dor\u00ebn t\u00eb heshte, e pyeti:
\n– Keni punuar n\u00eb nd\u00ebrtimin e kishave dhe katedraleve?
\n– Po, n\u00eb pikturimin e afreskeve murale t\u00eb kishave t\u00eb reja q\u00eb u nd\u00ebrtuan n\u00eb vendin tim- u p\u00ebrgjigj me z\u00eb t\u00eb pasigurt Maliqi.<\/p>\n

Mjeshtri flaku bishtin e cigares s\u00eb qullur dhe, duardridhur nxori nj\u00eb gjysm\u00eb cigare e lagu me p\u00ebshtym\u00eb n\u00eb maj\u00eb dhe e ndezi.
\n– Ne besojm\u00eb n\u00eb p\u00ebrvoj\u00ebn dhe eksperienc\u00ebn ton\u00eb. E keni n\u00eb rezyme adres\u00ebn dhe numrin e telefonit?
\n– Po.
\n– Okay, do ta shqyrtojm\u00eb dhe do t\u2019u njoftojm\u00eb,- foli mjeshtri z\u00eb mbytur dhe i b\u00ebri me kok\u00eb Maliqit t\u00eb dilte nga zyra.<\/p>\n

Hipa n\u00eb skel\u00eb. V\u00ebshtrova syt\u00eb e pap\u00ebrfunduara t\u00eb Virgj\u00ebresh\u00ebs, kishin nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr disa penelat t\u00eb lehta t\u00eb merrnin shk\u00ebndijimin dhe reflekset q\u00eb d\u00ebshiroja. P\u00ebrzjeva ngjyrat pa e pasur plot\u00ebsisht mendjen aty. Maliq Susta! U shkund prej mjegull\u00ebs s\u00eb dendur t\u00eb viteve dhe mu shfaq papandehur n\u00eb cep t\u00eb bot\u00ebs, maj\u00eb skel\u00ebs, ku punoj n\u00eb ngritjen dhe zbukurimin e nj\u00eb katedrale… Punoj me vrull, syt\u00eb e Virgj\u00ebresh\u00ebs marrin gjall\u00ebri por sepse m\u00eb v\u00ebshtrojn\u00eb me dyshim dhe trishtim…<\/p>\n

“…Ishte dy e gjysm\u00eb pas mesit t\u00eb nat\u00ebs kur N\u00ebna m\u00eb shoq\u00ebroi te stacioni i autobus\u00ebve. Sheshi ishte i shkret\u00eb dhe mb\u00ebshtjell\u00eb me cip\u00ebn e holl\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebbor\u00ebs. Autobus\u00ebt e udh\u00ebtimeve t\u00eb gjata qen\u00eb parkuar an\u00ebs trotuareve m\u00eb ngjanin si breshka t\u00eb mbledhura, t\u00eb m\u00ebrdhir\u00eb. N\u00eb cip\u00ebn e holl\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebbor\u00ebs q\u00eb mbulonte asfaltin dalloheshin vet\u00ebm gjurm\u00ebt tona. N\u00ebna donte t\u00eb m\u00eb shoq\u00ebronte n\u00eb kryeqytet por s\u2019na mjaftonin t\u00eb hollat t\u00eb shkonin s\u00eb bashku.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebna mb\u00ebrtheu kops\u00ebn e par\u00eb t\u00eb fustanit t\u00eb zi. Ngriti jak\u00ebn e xhaket\u00ebs, dhe m\u00eb mb\u00ebshtolli mua me shallin e lesht\u00eb. Kund\u00ebrshtova. Mbulova shpatullat e n\u00ebn\u00ebs me t\u00eb. Ka dit\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00ebna nuk ndjehej mir\u00eb, e shpon si me thik\u00eb shpatulla e majt\u00eb, e mundon kolla e that\u00eb. N\u00eb jav\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb b\u00ebri mot t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb. Prilli e g\u00ebnjeu n\u00ebn\u00ebn si pem\u00ebt. T\u00eb p\u00ebrz\u00ebr\u00eb dimrin dhe prur\u00eb mbar\u00ebsi, lau jorgan\u00ebt, \u00e7ar\u00e7af\u00ebt, kuvertat e pambukta n\u00eb \u00e7ezm\u00ebn me uj\u00eb t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb t\u00eb Kond\u00ebs. Doktori i lagjes e k\u00ebshilloi t\u00eb merrte antibiotik\u00eb.<\/p>\n

B\u00ebnte ftoht\u00eb dhe binte d\u00ebbor\u00eb e im\u00ebt si e situr n\u00eb sit\u00eb. U shtym\u00eb drejt kthin\u00ebs s\u00eb vog\u00ebl n\u00eb t\u00eb djatht\u00eb t\u00eb stacionit t\u00eb autobus\u00ebve, ku era ndjehej m\u00eb pak dhe d\u00ebbora shkiste rr\u00ebshqanthi. Hukat\u00ebm duart t\u00eb ngroheshin dhe mb\u00ebshtet\u00ebm supet tek nj\u00ebri tjetri. Pritja n\u00eb t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e lodhshme se ecja. Shyqyr q\u00eb shalli prej leshi i n\u00ebn\u00ebs ish i madh dhe i trash\u00eb.<\/p>\n

– Biro, t\u00eb zgjoi n\u00ebna her\u00ebt. K\u00ebshtu \u00ebsht\u00eb kur s\u2019 ke or\u00eb, – murmuriti.
\nF\u00ebrkova mjekr\u00ebn pas thek\u00ebve t\u00eb shallit t\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebs, s\u2019fola. U zgjova n\u00eb \u00e7ast kur n\u00ebna m\u00eb beri z\u00eb t\u00eb ngrihesha dhe t\u00eb vishesha. A mund t\u00eb flija kur isha p\u00ebrpara konkursit, shpres\u00ebs n\u00eb realizimin e \u00ebndrr\u00ebs s\u00eb madhe?<\/p>\n

\u2018B\u00ebhu piktor i mir\u00eb biri im, nuk t\u00eb mungon talenti.\u2019 m\u00eb tha babai para se t\u00eb vdiste. Dola i pari n\u00eb konkursin e piktur\u00ebs q\u00eb u zhvillua n\u00eb qytetin e lindjes. Tani m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb konkurroja n\u00eb konkursin e madh n\u00eb kryeqytet t\u00eb fitoja t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn e shkollimit p\u00ebr piktur\u00eb n\u00eb liceun artistik.<\/p>\n

Shoferi i autobusit t\u00eb linj\u00ebs p\u00ebr n\u00eb kryeqytet erdhi me vones\u00eb dhe nisi t\u00eb b\u00ebrtiste:
\n– Kush \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb kryeqytet t\u00eb luaj\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebt.
\nUdh\u00ebtar\u00ebt e p\u00ebrgjumur hyn\u00eb me ngutje n\u00eb autobusin e ftoht\u00eb akull dhe f\u00ebrkonin duart e k\u00ebmb\u00ebt t\u00eb ngroheshin. P\u00ebrqafova n\u00ebn\u00ebn dhe hyra n\u00eb autobus. Makina u nis, n\u00ebna mbeti pas e mb\u00ebshtjell\u00eb me mug\u00ebtir\u00eb dhe d\u00ebbor\u00eb t\u00eb im\u00ebt si miell.<\/p>\n

M\u00eb rrihte zemra prej emocionit. Nj\u00eb cop\u00eb her\u00eb q\u00ebndrova n\u00eb shkallin\u00ebn e par\u00eb t\u00eb godin\u00ebs tre katesh t\u00eb liceut artistik, qet\u00ebsova dhe rregullova frym\u00ebmarrjen. Vendosa dor\u00ebn n\u00eb stomak, ndjeva nj\u00eb prerje t\u00eb leht\u00eb. P\u00ebrgjat\u00eb udh\u00ebtimit volla dy her\u00eb. Stomakun e ndjeja t\u00eb trazuar prej kthesave t\u00eb forta, ngjitjeve – zbritjeve, n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e p\u00ebrdredhura n\u00eb faqet e maleve dhe prej karburantit t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb t\u00eb makin\u00ebs. Ishte rrug\u00ebtimi i par\u00eb n\u00eb kryeqytet, por s\u2019 ish koha p\u00ebr hutim, qullosje dhe plog\u00ebshti.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb sekretarin\u00eb shkoll\u00ebs m\u00eb priti nj\u00eb grua e re me flok\u00eb korb t\u00eb zeza, me vetulla si shtiz\u00eb, t\u00eb mb\u00ebrthyera mbi hund\u00eb dhe v\u00ebshtrim v\u00ebng\u00ebr. Banaku ish m\u00eb i lart\u00eb se shtati im. U ngrita n\u00eb majat e gisht\u00ebrinjve, i thash\u00eb emrin. Sekretarja ktheu flet\u00ebt me zhurm\u00eb, k\u00ebrkoi emrin e tim n\u00eb list\u00ebn e pjes\u00ebmarr\u00ebsve n\u00eb konkurs dhe pa ngritur kok\u00ebn tha:<\/p>\n

– Salla e konkursit \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb katin e dyt\u00eb nga e majta, l\u00ebviz k\u00ebmb\u00ebt, je me vones\u00eb.
\nDoja t\u2019i thosha se vij nga larg dhe, makina pati dy ndalesa t\u00eb paparashikuara, por ajo m\u00eb ktheu shpin\u00ebn. U shkunda, dola me t\u00eb shpejt\u00eb nga sekretaria dhe ngjita shkall\u00ebt prej granili me vrap. N\u00eb krye t\u00eb shkall\u00ebve q\u00ebndrova, u p\u00ebrpoqa t\u00eb rregulloja frym\u00ebmarrjen dhe eca drejt der\u00ebs s\u00eb sall\u00ebs s\u00eb konkursit.<\/p>\n

Gj\u00ebja e par\u00eb dhe e papritura q\u00eb m\u00eb ra n\u00eb sy ishte, Maliq Susta, i cili q\u00ebndronte i krekosur n\u00eb karrige, me kavalet\u00ebn p\u00ebrpara dhe l\u00ebvizte si rosak kok\u00ebn katrore me vesh\u00ebt llapush\u00eb. “\u00c7\u2019do Maliq Susta k\u00ebtu!” gati sa s\u2019fola me z\u00eb. Ai u kthye ballas nga un\u00eb dhe u zg\u00ebrdhi. Maliqi doli m\u00eb i dob\u00ebti, i fundit, n\u00eb konkursin lokal, n\u00eb vend t\u00eb krijonte hije me laps e nxiu vizatimin me leck\u00eb, e b\u00ebri sk\u00ebterr\u00eb. Kryetari i juris\u00eb m\u00eb uroi me dashamir\u00ebsi. Emri im ishte n\u00eb krye t\u00eb list\u00ebs s\u00eb konkurruesve dhe fitova t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn t\u00eb konkurroj n\u00eb kryeqytet t\u00eb hyj n\u00eb liceun artistik.<\/p>\n

U ula n\u00eb stolin bosh q\u00eb ndodhej krah Maliqit dhe, i p\u00ebrhumbur v\u00ebshtrova modelin, nj\u00eb plak t\u00eb shuk\u00ebt, ball\u00eb rrudhur, hund\u00ebn si shkab\u00eb, mjekr\u00ebn \u00e7eki\u00e7 dhe me pellgore t\u00eb vogla posht\u00eb syve. E kisha n\u00eb gjysm\u00eb profili. M\u00eb t\u00ebrhoqi qysh n\u00eb fillim portreti interesant i plakut t\u00eb im\u00ebt. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb moment mu b\u00eb sikur \u00e7apitesha n\u00eb rrudhat e thella si monopate t\u00eb modelit.<\/p>\n

\u2022 Nuk gjet\u00ebn model prej all\u00e7ie por soll\u00ebn k\u00ebt\u00eb plak t\u00eb shpifur,- m\u00ebrm\u00ebriti z\u00eb grindur Maliqi dhe kafshoi lapsin me dh\u00ebmb\u00eb.
\n\u2022 Mua m\u00eb p\u00eblqen,- i thash\u00eb. Maliqi m\u00eb pa me inat. Qysh n\u00eb fillim m\u00eb b\u00ebri p\u00ebr vete portreti i plakut flok\u00ebbardh\u00eb me kapel\u00eb t\u00eb zbardh\u00ebllyer, v\u00ebshtrim t\u00eb lodhur, hutuar, ardhur rast\u00ebsisht n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb sall\u00eb t\u00eb madhe konkurrimi pas nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtimi t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Rr\u00ebza e qaf\u00ebs s\u00eb modelit q\u00ebndronte e mbledhur e rrudhosur. Syri i shk\u00ebndijonte dhe mjekra \u00e7eki\u00e7 i dridhej leht\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Punoja i p\u00ebrqendruar dhe nuk vija re pjes\u00ebtar\u00ebt e juris\u00eb q\u00eb vinin v\u00ebrdall\u00eb t\u00eb shikonin vizatimet tona. Vizatoja, fshija, vizatoja p\u00ebrs\u00ebri, pa ngritur kok\u00ebn t\u00eb v\u00ebshtroja p\u00ebrreth. N\u00eb sall\u00ebn e konkurrimit ishin vet\u00ebm dy veta, un\u00eb dhe modeli, q\u00eb m\u00eb dukej sikur n\u00eb syt\u00eb e tij fshihej nj\u00eb breng\u00eb e madhe. Dikush m\u00eb vuri but\u00eb dor\u00ebn mbi shpin\u00eb. U drodha, ngrita kok\u00ebn me vrull. Fare pran\u00eb meje pash\u00eb nj\u00eb plak me trup t\u00eb holl\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Ai m\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshi \u00ebmb\u00ebl.<\/p>\n