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Nexhat Halimi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nj\u00eb Avdi E nj\u00eb Sadri<\/strong>
\n(E m\u00ebrkur\u00eb, dhjetor `79<\/em>)<\/h3>\n

Dol\u00ebm nga n\u00ebntoka me p\u00ebrshtypje t\u00eb p\u00ebrzier.
\n– Nes\u00ebr do t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb p\u00ebr ngush\u00ebllime n\u00eb Ka\u00e7anoll, – i fola t\u00eb vog\u00ebl Isanit, nd\u00ebrsa ai m\u00eb shikoi me nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb t\u00eb thell\u00eb t\u00eb dhembjes dhe nuk \u00e7eli goj\u00eb t\u00eb thoshte fjal\u00eb. Shikimi na iku udh\u00ebs q\u00eb merrte nga Shala e Bajgor\u00ebs. Mor\u00ebm frym\u00eb thell\u00eb dhe ec\u00ebm n\u00ebn deg\u00eb cullake drur\u00ebsh, t\u00eb cilat prekeshin nga sht\u00ebllunga t\u00eb bor\u00ebs, e cila binte qet\u00eb.<\/p>\n

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\nE nes\u00ebrmja agonte kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb. E b\u00ebm\u00eb nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz udh\u00eb pa takuar ask\u00ebnd. Gjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb i afroheshim Shal\u00ebs s\u00eb Bajgor\u00ebs, p\u00ebr t\u00eb arritur m\u00eb pastaj n\u00eb Ka\u00e7andoll. As fliste gj\u00eb Isani, as un\u00eb. Ta merrte mendja t\u00eb shkonim n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb t\u00eb shk\u00ebputur nga bota reale e t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshmes.
\nBinte bor\u00eb qet\u00eb, me flluska t\u00eb m\u00ebdha. Lart, lidhur, t\u00eb thot\u00eb mendja, me qiellin pak-pak zbrisnin.<\/p>\n

Binte bor\u00eb me flluska t\u00eb m\u00ebdha. Lart, lidhur, t\u00eb thot\u00eb mendja, me qiellin pak-pak zbrisnin nga thepa t\u00eb shk\u00ebmbit nj\u00eb mal\u00ebsor i veshur me aba e nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, po ashtu, i veshur me aba, me tirq e mitan t\u00eb vjetruar. Nj\u00ebri e mbante n\u00eb dor\u00eb nj\u00eb gjel me pupla t\u00eb kuq\u00ebrremta, i cili i ngjante qiellit n\u00eb t\u00eb aguar, e tjetri ecte prapa nj\u00eb mushke t\u00eb lodhur, t\u00eb ngarkuar me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng drur\u00ebsh. Ecnin t\u00eb ikur gjithsecili n\u00eb hisen e vet t\u00eb \u00ebndrr\u00ebs. T\u00eb lodhur e t\u00eb l\u00ebmekur. Ecnin n\u00eb rreth, t\u00eb arrinin t\u00eb zbrisnin nga ngjiteshim un\u00eb e Isani… Do t\u00eb takoheshim n\u00eb ndonj\u00ebrin nga shk\u00ebmbinjt\u00eb, pa tjet\u00ebr. Udh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebr t`u ngjitur nga qielli e nj\u00ebher\u00ebsh p\u00ebr t\u00eb zbritur fund bjeshk\u00ebs nuk ka. Kot \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe pashmangsh\u00ebm t\u00eb takohemi, desh\u00ebm apo s`desh\u00ebm. Kishim m\u00ebsyr\u00eb t\u00eb shkonim p\u00ebr ngush\u00ebllime n\u00eb Ka\u00e7anoll, p\u00ebr t\u00eb q\u00ebndruar pak sa t`ua themi disa fjal\u00eb, t`i ngush\u00ebllojm\u00eb p\u00ebr vdekjen e xehetarit, t\u00eb cilin nuk e njihnim kaq mir\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm pse ende m\u00eb ndrisnin syt\u00eb e Ramadanit n\u00eb lot, n\u00eb pik\u00ebllim t\u00eb thell\u00eb p\u00ebr Hasanin e vdekur.<\/p>\n

Q\u00ebndronte ulur dhe i thyer shpirtrisht n\u00eb nj\u00eb gur me xehe t\u00eb arit e t\u00eb argjendit t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs s\u00eb \u201cTrep\u00e7\u00ebs\u201d dhe e kujtonte mikun e vet q\u00eb m\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb zbres n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00eb. E kujtoja dhe un\u00eb minatorin e vdekur, t\u00eb cilit ia kisha kushtuar nj\u00eb poezi, t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, t\u00eb botuar te \u201cRilindja\u201d, nj\u00eb t\u00eb shtune n\u00eb faqet e kultur\u00ebs e t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb. M\u00eb ik\u00ebn lot vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuar, p\u00ebr vdekjen e Hasanit dhe pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00ebsym\u00eb lart n\u00eb male. Ja, pse k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebngjes nuk zbrit\u00ebm fare n\u00eb horizontet e minier\u00ebs, p\u00ebr t\u00eb shkruar p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshme, p\u00ebr t`u takuar me shtat\u00eb luan\u00ebt, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt qen\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb me djers\u00eb dhe angazhim t\u00eb madh krenaria e n\u00ebntok\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Bora e shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebllunga t\u00eb bardha krijonte flutura nga binin mrekullisht mbi deg\u00eb, mbi gur\u00eb e dhiare, t\u00eb cilat i shkelnim me kujdes dhe t\u00eb mbushur frym\u00eb, t\u00eb frym\u00ebzuar e t\u00eb mrekulluar me pamjet e krijuara si\u00e7 i p\u00ebrshkruajn\u00eb n\u00eb p\u00ebrralla t\u00eb vjetra.<\/p>\n

– Ku e ke mendjen, – m\u00eb foli Isani.
\n– Te nj\u00ebri nga dy hijet. Apo ve\u00e7 te nj\u00ebri? Apo dhe te tjetri?
\n– Flet jerm!?
\n– Pse?
\n– Te cil\u00ebt mal\u00ebsor\u00eb, pa i ndar\u00eb?
\n– S`\u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb. Dy jan\u00eb, t\u00eb ndar\u00eb mes vetes?
\n– E krijojn\u00eb nj\u00eb.
\n– Un\u00eb s`e shoh dot asnj\u00eb!
\n– Ja, p\u00ebrqendrohu me v\u00ebmendje. Ata t\u00eb dy, n\u00eb zbritje gurit. Prapa e kan\u00eb vet\u00ebm qiellin me sht\u00ebllunga bore p\u00ebrpara. Ecin. P\u00ebrkunden n\u00eb zbritje nga lart…
\n– I njeh?
\n– Nuk i njoh, ve\u00e7 ata jan\u00eb. Nj\u00ebri me nj\u00eb gjel e tjetri me nj\u00eb mushk\u00eb e nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru. Do t`i presim t\u00eb zbresin nga maja e shkrepit e t\u00eb flasim pak me ta…<\/p>\n

-Ata po ikin p\u00ebr rreth kodr\u00ebs. A e v\u00ebren? Ndoshta s`arrijn\u00eb udh\u00ebs q\u00eb i qet te ne?
\n-Do t\u00eb vijn\u00eb k\u00ebtu. Dhiaren e ndjekin. Nuk kan\u00eb zgjidhje tjet\u00ebr. Ikin rreth e rreth e prap\u00eb arrijn\u00eb vet\u00ebm dhiares, q\u00eb shtrihet para. Gjithnj\u00eb.
\n-Gjithnj\u00eb?
\n-Po. Gjithnj\u00eb.
\n-Pse i nxjerr dhiarja n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb, kaq \u00e7uditsh\u00ebm. Vijn\u00eb p\u00ebr maje t\u00eb gjilp\u00ebr\u00ebs, apo jo?
\n-P\u00ebrbirohen p\u00ebr vrim\u00eb t\u00eb gjilp\u00ebr\u00ebs!
\n-Me kaq v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n

-Dhiarja i nxjerr\u00eb gjithnj\u00eb gjurm\u00ebs nga kan\u00eb ecur kaq her\u00eb, gurit t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00eb, t\u00eb cilit ngjitemi un\u00eb pak e pak ti. T\u00eb molisur! Ecim.
\n-E ata, nd\u00ebrsa, zbresin!
\n-Po… ata zbresin n\u00ebn k\u00ebt\u00eb bor\u00eb t\u00eb but\u00eb, flluska \u2013 flluska.
\n-As e kam hetuar t\u00eb jet\u00eb qielli kaq i bukur n\u00ebn bor\u00ebn q\u00eb bie.
\n-Nuk t\u00eb ka ra ta shikosh shpesh gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb lidhje t\u00eb tok\u00ebs me qiellin.
\n-Ja, shikoi dhe ata t\u00eb dy. Pjes\u00eb e t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtit mozaik. Copa t\u00eb thyera t\u00eb lidhjes s\u00eb qiellit me shk\u00ebmbin, t\u00eb prekur nga shtrez\u00eb e leht\u00eb e bor\u00ebs.
\n-Nj\u00ebri me gjel e tjetri me mushk\u00eb…<\/p>\n

-Jan\u00eb cop\u00eb e jet\u00ebs sime, e dhembjes dhe dashuris\u00eb q\u00eb \u00e7el n\u00eb male. Pamje e bukur dhe e ashp\u00ebr n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn l\u00ebvizje, n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn pal\u00ebvizje, n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin peizazh t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb\u2026
\n-Ti b\u00ebn p\u00ebrpjekje p\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00ebn her\u00eb ta p\u00ebrvjedhsh k\u00ebt\u00eb shkrim e ta botosh n\u00eb gazet\u00eb?
\n-Po. Dua ta gjej veten brenda shkrimit mitik, t\u00eb cilin e hetojn\u00eb vet\u00ebm ata q\u00eb kan\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7far\u00eb t\u00eb lidh kaq me k\u00ebta dy mal\u00ebsor\u00eb?
\n-Nj\u00ebri e zbret gjelin e fundit nga malet p\u00ebr ta shitur n\u00eb treg. Zbret dhiaret e gjithnj\u00eb i shp\u00ebrthen brenda vaji. Qan pa z\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb, i qan shkrepat, i qan agimet, i qan vesh\u00ebt e vet, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt nuk do t\u00eb ket\u00eb kush t`i zgjoj\u00eb nga gjumi…<\/p>\n

-Nuk ta botojn\u00eb prap\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb shkrim, apo vet\u00ebm ndonj\u00eb cop\u00ebz t\u00eb tij, si\u00e7 qe at\u00ebher\u00eb, e kaq shum\u00eb dhe vet\u00ebm at\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebputur nga t\u00ebr\u00ebsia e p\u00eblqeu M. Mjeku, – tha Isani, nd\u00ebrsa hijet e tyre tashm\u00eb ran\u00eb pran\u00eb nesh, me opingat e lagura, t\u00eb hapura, t\u00eb punuara nga l\u00ebkura e ndonj\u00eb kafshe, t\u00eb lidhura rreth e rreth me ndonj\u00eb sixhimin t\u00eb fort\u00eb prej konopi, t\u00eb mos u ikin k\u00ebmb\u00ebsh.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb shikohemi sy m\u00eb sy. Gjat\u00eb.
\nT\u00eb stepur.
\n-Qenkeni mir\u00eb\u2026 – m`u dridhen buz\u00ebt.
\nT\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn gj\u00eb e foli dhe Isani, nd\u00ebrsa ata shikonin ngjash\u00ebm me ndonj\u00eb mumie, mbi t\u00eb cil\u00ebt binte bor\u00eb e imt\u00eb dhe e but\u00eb.
\n– Prap\u00eb zbrisni n\u00eb qytet?- fola prap\u00eb me sy n\u00eb t\u00eb dy. Natyrisht me dor\u00eb mbi zem\u00ebr.
\n-Prap\u00eb… ju!Prap\u00eb e gjithnj\u00eb sa t\u00eb ket\u00eb gur mali, sa t\u00eb ket\u00eb drur\u00eb ta mbaj\u00eb qiellin nd\u00ebr deg\u00eb, sa t\u00eb ket\u00eb etje kroi q\u00eb nuk \u00e7jerr\u00eb. Sa t\u00eb ket\u00eb fluturim t\u00eb zogut.<\/p>\n

-Fluturim t\u00eb zogut q\u00eb nuk shihet vet\u00ebm ndjehet.
\n-Natyrisht, ky zog i pavdeksh\u00ebm…
\n– E ju?! P\u00ebr ku keni m\u00ebsyr\u00eb, \u2013 fol\u00ebn me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb koordinuar.
\n-N\u00eb Ka\u00e7anoll. Ka vdekur nj\u00eb xehetar…
\n-Nes\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb varrimi.
\n-Jo. Brenda dit\u00ebs \u00ebsht\u00eb.
\n-Nes\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb… Nes\u00ebr.
\n-Nes\u00ebr?!
\n-S`do t\u00eb ket\u00eb mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb hu\u00e7im nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, – nd\u00ebrhyri Isani.
\n-Nes\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb varrimi.<\/p>\n

-Kaq t\u00eb bindur flisni p\u00ebr njeriun q\u00eb ndoshta as nuk e njihni. Shikoni, i vdekuri \u00ebsht\u00eb Hasani.Qe minator.
\n-P\u00ebr Hasanin themi dhe ne t\u00eb dy.
\n-Varrimi nuk shtyhet. \u00cbsht\u00eb tradit\u00eb e mal\u00ebsis\u00eb. P\u00ebr jet\u00eb e mot kjo nuk nd\u00ebrron.
\n-Mir\u00eb, mos besoni. Shkoni e do t\u00eb ktheheni kot prap\u00eb.
\n– S`\u00ebsht\u00eb pun\u00eb besimi kjo. Ve\u00e7 si ia hu\u00e7\u00ebm kaq r\u00ebnd\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Do t\u00eb zbresim pra, t\u00eb vijm\u00eb nes\u00ebr! Do ta thyem\u00eb udh\u00ebn at\u00ebher\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb vijm\u00eb prap\u00eb nes\u00ebr. Sado q\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb e b\u00ebjm\u00eb p\u00ebr ta nderuar njeriun nga malet, p\u00ebr burrin e urt\u00eb, i cili e shkroi zbritjen e vet n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00eb. Un\u00eb e Isani, e nj\u00eb ekip i \u201cRilindjes\u201d, me dit\u00eb zbresim n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00eb t\u00eb \u201dTrep\u00e7\u00ebs\u201d, t\u00eb flasim me ata q\u00eb ia k\u00ebpusin pasurin\u00eb tok\u00ebs, t\u00eb ec\u00ebn drita n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb mozaik\u00ebt e shpirtit, t\u00eb \u00e7el\u00eb udh\u00eb p\u00ebr kaq vjet t\u00eb mbetur t\u00eb verb\u00ebr, e kaq af\u00ebr e zgjon t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen e begat\u00eb.<\/p>\n

– Hasani qe nj\u00ebri nd\u00ebr t\u00eb mir\u00ebt…- e nd\u00ebrroi rrjedh\u00ebn e bised\u00ebs ai q\u00eb e mbante p\u00ebr kapistre mushk\u00ebn dhe e iku shikimin larg nga aty ku i mbante k\u00ebmb\u00ebt mbi gur.
\n– Kemi d\u00ebgjuar fjal\u00eb t\u00eb mira p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe un\u00eb e ky tjetri… \u2013 tha ai me gjel.
\n-Vijm\u00eb nes\u00ebr, – i shikova un\u00eb. \u2013 Do t\u00eb vini dhe ju t\u00eb dy nes\u00ebr ?
\n-Larg \u00ebsht\u00eb e nes\u00ebrmja, – tha ai me gjel.
\n-Tep\u00ebr larg!- tha ai me mushk\u00eb.
\n-E ju, t\u00eb dy, mund t\u00eb vini nes\u00ebr, apo ndoshta keni pun\u00eb p\u00ebr ta projektuar t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen.<\/p>\n

-E nes\u00ebrmja dhe projekti p\u00ebr t\u00eb mund t\u00eb pres mund t\u00eb pres, – tha Isani.
\n-Prit e prit e hallet mbesin t\u00eb nj\u00ebjta, vet\u00ebm sillen n\u00eb rreth,- tha ai me gjel.
\n-Nuk mbarojn\u00eb telashet, kurr\u00eb, – fola me gjysm\u00eb z\u00ebri.
\n– Ja, – i ra shqelm gurit. – Ky \u00ebsht\u00eb guri q\u00eb u del para t\u00eb mos realizohen gj\u00ebrat.
\n-Apo mendja e njeriut?!
\n-Nuk vini nes\u00ebr as ju, apo jo?
\n-Vijn\u00eb mal\u00ebsor\u00eb nga ky hark. Patjet\u00ebr.
\n-Ai do t\u00eb ket\u00eb vdekur, ve\u00e7 xehetar\u00ebt do ta prekin t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen… e ti dhe ky ende jeni larg vetes dhe udh\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

-Pak nga pak arrihet \u00e7do gj\u00eb.
\n-Do ta arrijn\u00eb xehetar\u00ebt dhe jo ve\u00e7 ata. Ata ndoshta e prekin t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen.
\n-Zot ka dhe n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00eb.
\n– As ju as ne, nuk q\u00ebndrojm\u00eb kot. Ve\u00e7 t\u00eb nes\u00ebrme ka pak! \u2013fol\u00ebn me nj\u00eb z\u00eb.
\nNuk fola fjal\u00eb m\u00eb.
\nAs Isani nuk tha gj\u00eb, sado t\u00eb p\u00ebrpihej t`u thoshte di\u00e7ka.
\n-S`foli tjet\u00ebr gj\u00eb asnj\u00ebri.<\/p>\n

E thyem udh\u00ebn e ec\u00ebm p\u00ebr gjurm\u00eb t\u00eb tyre. Zbritnim dhiares me v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi. Ecnim, t\u00eb inatosur,pa b\u00ebr\u00eb fjal\u00eb me ta. Her\u00eb printe ai me mushk\u00eb, t\u00eb ngarkuar me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru, her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr printe ai me gjel n\u00eb dor\u00eb. Udha natyrisht qe e gjat\u00eb. Kthehej prapa q\u00ebllimit, nd\u00ebrsa mund ta shikonim t\u00eb mbetur lart, t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb e t\u00eb vetmuar, t\u00eb cilin e kishim m\u00ebsyr\u00eb. Udha sillej rreth vetes s\u00eb vet dhe p\u00ebrreth gj\u00ebrave q\u00eb shihen n\u00eb sip\u00ebrfaqe e nuk dalin t\u00eb ken\u00eb kuptimin, t\u00eb cilin papritur ua japim.<\/p>\n

Kat\u00ebr vet\u00eb dhe hijet e tyre,ecnim.
\nNatyrisht, frymonin n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb dhe dy frym\u00eb, gjeli dhe mushka.
\nEcnim e bor\u00eb binte leht\u00eb.
\nAta ecnin vet\u00ebm aty ku shpresonin t`ia arrijn\u00eb q\u00ebllimit t\u00eb vet, t\u00eb skicuar koh\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. Ata iu afruan tregut. Un\u00eb e Isani vendos\u00ebm t\u00eb kthejm\u00eb n\u00eb redaksi. Isani iku n\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb vet e un\u00eb b\u00ebra p\u00ebrpjekje ta rishkruaj ndryshe reportazhin p\u00ebr njeriun me gjelin e vet t\u00eb fundit dhe p\u00ebr tjetrin me mushk\u00eb, t\u00eb ngarkuar me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru. T\u00eb dy t\u00eb nisur p\u00ebr n\u00eb treg n\u00eb Mitrovic\u00eb! B\u00ebja p\u00ebrpjekje, p\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00ebn her\u00eb t\u00eb kap inserte mes \u00ebndrr\u00ebs e realitetit t\u00eb preksh\u00ebm, n\u00eb rrjedhat e jet\u00ebs thell\u00eb n\u00eb mal\u00ebsi. Her\u00ebn e par\u00eb Maksi m`i flaku faqet e shtypura t\u00eb shkrimit fytyr\u00ebs, me mllef, duke e vler\u00ebsuar reportazhin ashp\u00ebr.<\/p>\n

\u2013Di\u00e7ka t\u00eb k\u00ebtill\u00eb nuk ka ngjar\u00eb as n\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb turkut! Redaktori i dyt\u00eb qe m\u00eb dor\u00eblir\u00eb, sado q\u00eb s`m\u00eb p\u00eblqente aspak dhe b\u00ebheshin vjet e nuk flisnim mes vetes. Vinte dhe ai nga mal\u00ebsia dhe kjo e kishte prekur, t`i nxjerr dy faqe p\u00ebr botim nga kat\u00ebr faqe reportazh. Do t\u00eb botohen dy faqe me ilustrim t\u00eb Veli Gr\u00ebvall\u00ebs. Gjysma e reportazhit qe flakur, ve\u00e7 dhe ato dy faqe t\u00eb botuara do t\u00eb p\u00eblqehen mjaft nga koleg\u00ebt e ndoshta dhe nga lexuesi.
\nTashm\u00eb e kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb mendjen gozhd\u00eb dhe provoja prap\u00eb ta botoj pjes\u00ebn e flakur t\u00eb reportazhit, natyrisht me shum\u00eb detaje shtes\u00eb.<\/p>\n

M\u00eb dridheshin duart nga shkruaja me makin\u00eb klasike e zemra donte t\u00eb m\u00eb dilte kraharori nga i p\u00ebrjetoja detajet p\u00ebr Nj\u00eb Avdi e nj\u00eb Sadri. Nj\u00ebri me gjelin e vet t\u00eb vet\u00ebm e tjetri me mushk\u00ebn e ngarkuar me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru. P\u00ebrkundeshin kurrizeve t\u00eb malit t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr e t\u00eb ashp\u00ebr, t\u00eb prekur malli, t\u00eb zbrisnin n\u00eb pazar dhe t`i shisnin ofertat e veta. Natyrisht, t\u00eb shtyr\u00eb nga nevoja e domosdoshme. Me dhembje n\u00eb zem\u00ebr…<\/p>\n

-\u00c7far\u00eb shkruan, – m\u00eb tha Vera.
\n-Asgj\u00eb.
\n-Flet n\u00eb gjum\u00eb. Shkruan me or\u00eb e thua asgj\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa ja, shkruan!
\n-P\u00ebr nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi nga zbresin p\u00ebr n\u00eb treg. Nj\u00ebri me gjelin e vet\u00ebm t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb ta shet e tjetri me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng drur\u00ebsh, t`i shesin p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb lek.
\n-Nuk ta botojn\u00eb, – tha Vera me dhembshuri. \u2013E qenka kaq i af\u00ebrt me realitetin, nj\u00eb me tok\u00ebn q\u00eb s`nd\u00ebrron! \u2013 e rilexoi ajo nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb shkrimit. -Ti dhe m\u00eb her\u00ebt ke provuar me k\u00ebt\u00eb tematik\u00eb,- m\u00eb shikoi ajo me keqardhje.<\/p>\n

E shikova dhe un\u00eb Ver\u00ebn me dhembshuri, nd\u00ebrsa i mblidhja letrat e shtypura e me dridhje t\u00eb gjalla n\u00eb vete dola e hyra n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e Maksit. Ai qe p\u00ebrqendruar n\u00eb leximin e nj\u00eb shkrimi dhe mendova ta prisja aty derisa ta kryente. D\u00ebshiroja t`i flas pak p\u00ebr shkrimin jasht\u00eb rreshtash t\u00eb shkruar…
\n-Lere aty e ik, – e nd\u00ebrpreu leximin ai, m\u00eb pa me letrat n\u00eb dor\u00eb, e prap\u00eb i qepi syt\u00eb n\u00eb rreshta. Dola pa kryer pun\u00eb nga zyra e nuk gjeja rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, ve\u00e7 t\u00eb kthehesha p\u00ebrs\u00ebri te ai e t`ia thosha \u00e7far\u00eb kisha nd\u00ebr mend.
\nAi m\u00eb shikoi nd\u00ebrsa ende hapej dera dhe v\u00ebrejti t\u00eb hyja i mllefosur.<\/p>\n

-E mora, ta lexoj, e mora… Pse brengosesh, – foli e i l\u00ebshoi syzet n\u00eb maj\u00eb t\u00eb hund\u00ebs. Prisja mbi ferra nd\u00ebrsa ai nisi t\u00eb lexonte. Kaq m\u00eb lidhte ky shkrim sa nj\u00ebher\u00ebsh, nd\u00ebrsa q\u00ebndroja m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb, e rilexoja dhe un\u00eb…
\n\u201c\u00c7elej ag i ve\u00e7ant\u00eb n\u00eb bjeshk\u00eb.
\nShaljan\u00ebt zbritnin monopateve t\u00eb lodhur e t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjumsh\u00ebm; nd\u00ebrronin me mund shal\u00ebt thatime t\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebve. Ecnin, zbrisnin malit nj\u00eb Sadri dhe nj\u00eb Avdi, n\u00eb rit\u00ebm me hapa t\u00eb kalit, her\u00eb para e her\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr prapa krijes\u00ebs \u2013 asht e l\u00ebkur\u00eb, me barr\u00eb n\u00eb shpin\u00eb, q\u00eb epohej t\u00eb binte k\u00ebtu apo aty, apo atje gurit t\u00eb thepisur. Qeni i ndjek nd\u00ebr hije dhe frymon dhe nj\u00eb gjel, me kok\u00eb t\u00eb l\u00ebvarur, symbyllur. Nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi dhe kali dhe qeni dhe gjeli e malet e vjetra, t\u00eb lidhura me shkrepat e murrm\u00eb dhe qiellin lart, t\u00eb coptuar n\u00ebp\u00ebr deg\u00eb drur\u00ebsh. T\u00eb shkruar her\u00eb me flluska bore e her\u00eb me deg\u00eb t\u00eb zhveshura nga gjethet.<\/p>\n

E shkruanin qiellin hije t\u00eb thata, t\u00eb hirta, t\u00eb tmerrshme.
\nFrik\u00ebsoheshe t`i shikoje gjat\u00eb dhe t\u00eb mbetur ende vertikalisht mbi cop\u00ebza gur\u00ebsh t\u00eb \u00e7ar\u00eb.
\nSadriu e bart n\u00eb dor\u00eb gjelin k\u00ebmb\u00eb lidhur, kok\u00eb l\u00ebvarur, sy mbyllur.
\n-E nxjerr gjelin e kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb n\u00eb treg? \u2013 i thot\u00eb Avdiu.
\n-Gjelin e vet\u00ebm t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, – ia kthen Sadriu.
\n-Vall\u00eb, kush do t`i zgjoj malet pa t\u00eb, – murmurit\u00eb Adiu dhe e t\u00ebrheq p\u00ebr kapistre kalin e lodhur, asht e l\u00ebkur\u00eb, i cili mes gurit e gurit t\u00eb dhiares fut turinjt\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebput ndonj\u00eb fije bar. \u2013 Vall\u00eb, kush do ta k\u00ebndoj\u00eb drit\u00ebn?
\n-Eh, – ia kthen ky.
\n-P\u00ebr zor t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, apo jo?
\n-P\u00ebr abetaren p\u00ebr djalin.
\n-Me mend!<\/p>\n

– E ti? E ke t\u00eb porositur k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebng drur\u00ebsh… \u2013 e shikon barr\u00ebn e kalit.
\n-Preva k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebng drur\u00ebsh para nj\u00eb apo dy jav\u00ebsh… E tash, m`u b\u00eb puna t`i nxjerr n\u00eb pazar. Ende nuk jan\u00eb thar\u00eb mir\u00eb e kaq r\u00ebnd\u00eb i vijn\u00eb kalit.
\n-Besa kalit po, por dhe ty?
\nMblodh\u00ebn vetullat e trasha t\u00eb dy. Plasi p\u00ebr zem\u00ebr vet\u00ebtima e murmurima e luajti bjeshk\u00ebn nga vendi i vet mij\u00ebvje\u00e7ar. Sadriu e preku gjelin pup\u00ebl ndezur, mblodhi l\u00ebkur\u00ebn mbi ball\u00eb dhe ngul n\u00eb sy e shikoi shokun, Avdiun, at\u00eb zeshkanin me plis t\u00eb vrugt\u00eb p\u00ebrreth nga djers\u00ebt e motet…
\n-Ama gjeli, Sadri?<\/p>\n

-Gjeli, po… \u2013 iu fry damari gjarp\u00ebr mbi ball\u00eb. \u2013 Ta mbyll der\u00ebn, t\u00eb l\u00eb shurdh\u00ebr, gjithsesi. Ve\u00e7, n\u00eb matjet e b\u00ebra brenda vetes, abetarja p\u00ebr djalin m\u00eb ngrehu m\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, shum\u00eb m\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb.
\nQeni ikte her\u00eb nd\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebrit her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr nd\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb tjetrit. I llastuar. Me nj\u00eb shqet\u00ebsim. Sadriu q\u00eb ia njihte mir\u00eb t\u00ebhuajzimet, q\u00eb ia nd\u00ebrtonin shpirtin, e kuptonte t\u00eb ndodhte di\u00e7ka. E kuptonte t\u00eb mos jet\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb e r\u00ebndomt\u00eb te ai. Natyrisht q\u00eb ndodhte di\u00e7ka e \u00e7uditshme. Tep\u00ebr e \u00e7uditshme.<\/p>\n

E fryma e malit p\u00ebrzihej me rrjedh\u00ebn e ujit nd\u00ebr gur\u00eb…\u201d
\n… Pritja tep\u00ebr i shqet\u00ebsuar derisa e lexonte shkrimin Maksi. M\u00eb kafshonte di\u00e7ka e pashpjeguar p\u00ebrbrenda. Ndieja lig\u00ebsi t\u00eb madhe. Ai e p\u00ebrfundoi leximin e shkrimit \u201c Nes\u00ebr s`do t\u00eb zbres\u00eb Sadriu\u201d e m`i hodhi nevrik p\u00ebr fytyr\u00eb letrat e shtypura.
\n-\u00c7far\u00eb ke n\u00eb mendje? As n\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb turkut nuk ka ndodhur di\u00e7ka e k\u00ebtill\u00eb. M`u err\u00ebsua \u00e7do gj\u00eb, vet\u00ebm siluet\u00ebn ia hetoja Maksit, m\u00eb kumboi e nj\u00ebjta fjali, m`u hodh\u00ebn fytyr\u00ebs faqet e shkruara me kaq mund dhe emocion.
\nNuk fola fare. I mblodha letrat dhe mora t\u00eb dilja jasht\u00eb. Prapa m`u vu redaktori i dyt\u00eb i gazet\u00ebs \u201cRilindja\u201d, me t\u00eb cilin nuk q\u00ebndroja aspak mir\u00eb.
\n-M`i jep mua, – tha. \u2013 Ndoshta nxjerr di\u00e7ka, ndoshta, – i mori letrat e me ngut mori t\u00eb kthehej n\u00eb zyre, nd\u00ebrsa Maksi m\u00eb v\u00ebrejti nd\u00ebrsa dera do t\u00eb qe hapur e m\u00eb thirri.<\/p>\n

– Shko te k\u00ebta mal\u00ebsor\u00eb e shkruaj af\u00ebr p\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshmen e tyre. Ti, p\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00ebn her\u00eb shkruan p\u00ebr k\u00ebta. Natyrisht me detaje e inserte t\u00eb reja t\u00eb jet\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre n\u00eb jetmbetjen n\u00eb bjeshk\u00eb.
\nM\u00eb ndriti fytyra. Do t\u00eb takohesha dhe ashtu me ata t\u00eb dy n\u00eb varrimin e minatorit Hasan. Aty m\u00eb pastaj do ta prekim dhe ndonj\u00eb detaj, ndonj\u00eb dat\u00eb e ngjarje nga historiku i tyre i varf\u00ebr…<\/p>\n

-Do t\u00eb shkoj! \u2013 ia b\u00ebra me nj\u00eb ngaz\u00ebllim e dola kaq i prekur nga nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb e mir\u00eb. – Ndoshta do ta botoj\u00eb shkrimin p\u00ebr ta! Kaq m\u00eb qe mbetur t\u00eb botohej shkrimi p\u00ebr ta sa dola vrik nga redaksia ta zbrazja ndonj\u00eb got\u00eb e t\u00eb prisja me padurim t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, me ag, t\u00eb merrnim udh\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb Shal\u00eb t\u00eb Bajgor\u00ebs. Do t\u00eb na ikte dhe nj\u00eb dit\u00eb pa zbritur n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb shkruar p\u00ebr xehetar\u00ebt e shpallur nd\u00ebr m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00ebt n\u00eb mihjen e xehes.<\/p>\n

Me m\u00ebngjes arrit\u00ebm t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen n\u00eb Stan T\u00ebrg, t\u00eb m\u00ebsyjm\u00eb pastaj nga aty p\u00ebr n\u00eb Bare, duke e ngr\u00ebn\u00eb udh\u00ebn lart dhiares p\u00ebr n\u00eb Ka\u00e7anoll. T\u00eb merrnim pjes\u00eb n\u00eb varrimin e xehetarit t\u00eb vdekur. E iknim shikimin n\u00ebp\u00ebr t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtat peizazhe t\u00eb bukura, tashm\u00eb me bukuri tjet\u00ebr, n\u00ebn flluska bore. Ecnim e heshtnim. Pik\u00ebrisht, aty, ku nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb her\u00ebt qem\u00eb takuar me dy mal\u00ebsor\u00ebt. Nj\u00ebri me mushk\u00ebn e ngarkuar me dru e tjetri me gjel.
\nTashm\u00eb s`qe m\u00eb e nj\u00ebjta pamje. Drita n\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn e tyre s`qe e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb. Ndoshta as dhembja e as besimi n\u00eb zot. \u00c7do gj\u00eb qe ndryshuar. Zbrisnin t\u00eb pik\u00eblluar…<\/p>\n

Ndal\u00ebm t\u00eb stepur. Di\u00e7ka nuk fle
\n-Ku e ka gjelin?
\n– Sigurisht do ta ket\u00eb shitur dit\u00ebn e ikur, – tha Isani.
\n-Tash zbret ta shoq\u00ebroj\u00eb mal\u00ebsorin me mushk\u00eb, t`i ndihmoj\u00eb t`i shes drur\u00ebt!
\n-T\u00eb vetmuarit jan\u00eb t\u00eb plotfuqish\u00ebm. S`e l\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb ec\u00ebn nj\u00ebrin t\u00eb vet\u00ebm!
\n-Jo, di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr i dhemb.
\n-Ti flet thuaje se i sheh af\u00ebr ata, – tha ai.
\n-Ja, Isan, af\u00ebr jan\u00eb, prap\u00eb lart l\u00ebvizin ata mal\u00ebsor\u00eb.
\n-Prap\u00eb bie dhe bor\u00eb, – tha ai.
\n-E v\u00ebren apo jo? Di\u00e7ka ka nd\u00ebrruar, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb.
\n-\u00c7far\u00eb ashtu?<\/p>\n

Hijet e tyre nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb zbrit\u00ebn e ata q\u00ebndruan vet\u00ebm pak hapa larg. T\u00eb vrar\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht ndjenj\u00ebs s\u00eb ndezur t\u00eb l\u00ebvizjes. Nj\u00ebri i l\u00ebvizte duart pa takt. I ngrinte lart, i kthente posht\u00eb. I fuste duart grushte n\u00eb xhepa, m\u00eb pastaj prap\u00eb i nxirrte dhe provonte ta rr\u00ebmbente ndonj\u00eb flutur bore\u2026
\nBor\u00eb me flluska binte pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb.
\nAta harkuan dhiaren dhe zbriten aty ku i prisnim. Hijet u iknin para vetes. U ikte frym\u00eb e dukshme nga goja. Heshtnin, t\u00eb m\u00ebrdhezur, t\u00eb hutuar.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7far\u00eb keni, kaq t\u00eb pik\u00eblluar?
\n-Kemi pik\u00ebllim p\u00ebr t\u00eb vdekurin, p\u00ebr minatorin. Ai do t\u00eb varroset dy or\u00eb pas dreke.
\n-At\u00ebher\u00eb do t\u00eb mb\u00ebrrijm\u00eb, – tha Isani.
\n-Apo keni dhembje tjet\u00ebr ju t\u00eb dy.
\n-Po, tjet\u00ebr… \u2013 tha nj\u00eb Avdi.
\n-Nuk e v\u00ebreni? – foli nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-\u00c7far\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrejm\u00eb. Mungon gjeli…
\n– E keni shitur!?<\/p>\n

-Gjel m\u00eb nuk ka. Ai z\u00eb i bukur nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb t `i zgjoj malet m\u00eb, as zemrat q\u00eb rrahin mes gurit e drurit e kroit e qiellit… \u2013 tha ai me mushk\u00ebn e molisur, me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng drur\u00ebsh mbi shpin\u00eb.
\n-Ju desh\u00ebt ta shisni gjelin. E keni shitur e tash prap\u00eb n\u00eb vaj!
\n-Jo, i shit\u00ebm vet\u00ebm drut\u00eb e gjelin nuk e shit\u00ebm!
\nQ\u00ebndronim, pak n\u00eb tok\u00eb e pak n\u00eb qiell. Me kok\u00eb e gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb kurmit n\u00eb qiell e me pjes\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb gurt\u00eb e dhiares. Bor\u00eb binte dhe kaq sa e v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsonte zbritjen e tyre n\u00eb qytet, n\u00eb treg, kaq e zbukuronte hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn. E shikova mal\u00ebsorin q\u00eb nuk gjente m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t`i mbante duart e veta, t\u00eb cilat nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb e mbanin gjelin e kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb, t\u00eb ngjash\u00ebm me dit\u00ebn nga agonte n\u00eb pranver\u00eb. D\u00ebgjohej dhe derdhja e ujit nga nj\u00eb krua, kaq furish\u00ebm dhe kaq bukur d\u00ebgjohej rrjedha.<\/p>\n

-Me gjelin \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhi, – e shikoi nj\u00ebrin pastaj tjetrin mal\u00ebsor Isani.
\n-E humb\u00ebm! \u2013 than\u00eb me nj\u00eb z\u00eb nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi.
\n-Si ndodhi kjo gj\u00eb, si e humb\u00ebt?!
\n-Me t`u ndar\u00eb nga ju ec\u00ebm p\u00ebr n\u00eb treg\u2026- ua v\u00ebrejta lot\u00ebt n\u00eb sy nj\u00ebrit dhe tjetrit.<\/p>\n

-E rrah\u00ebm udh\u00ebn pak e pak deri te hyrja n\u00eb treg, n\u00eb Mitrovic\u00eb. Ndokush kalimthi na pyeste sa e kan\u00eb \u00e7mimin drur\u00ebt, ndokush interesohej t\u00eb m\u00ebsoj\u00eb p\u00ebr sa do ta jepnim gjelin… Ecnim, t\u00eb heshtur. Askush nuk na u afrua m\u00eb af\u00ebr, t\u00eb interesohej p\u00ebr gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb i ofronim. Askush t\u00eb shikonte mallin, gjelin, askush t\u00eb shikonte nga af\u00ebr hapjen e shpirtit, t\u00eb cilin e shisnim.
\n-N\u00eb hyrje t\u00eb tregut, na ndal\u00ebn tre djelmosha dhe i shikuan, kush drur\u00ebt e kush gjelin…<\/p>\n

-A nuk e shihni tha nj\u00ebri nga ata. Gjeli kaq i bukur u paska ngordhur…
\n-Jo, nuk ka ngordhur, – ia b\u00ebri nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-Si nuk ka ngordhur, shikoje nga e mban kok\u00ebn, t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht t\u00eb l\u00ebvarur teposht\u00eb, t\u00eb l\u00ebmekur fare.
\n-Natyrisht, e mban kok\u00ebn ashtu, nd\u00ebrsa e mbaj p\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00ebsh…
\n-Pse e mban ashtu, me kok\u00eb posht\u00eb, – tha nj\u00ebri nga ata.
\n-T\u00eb mos m\u00eb ik\u00ebn?
\n-Ke mundur t`ia lidh\u00ebsh k\u00ebmb\u00ebt.<\/p>\n

-I ka k\u00ebmb\u00ebt t\u00eb lidhura,- tha nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-E prap\u00eb e ruan kaq shum\u00eb, – tha nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr.
\n-Ve\u00e7 pse \u00ebsht\u00eb kaq i bukur, ve\u00e7 pse ka z\u00eb q\u00eb i zgjon malet n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, ve\u00e7 pse puplat i ndrisin ngjash\u00ebm me agun e lindjes… Ja, pse.
\n-T\u00eb mos t\u00eb ik\u00ebn, – foli i treti.
\n-T\u00eb mos na ik\u00ebn, – tha nj\u00eb Avdi dhe i shikoi drut\u00eb n\u00eb shpin\u00eb t\u00eb mushk\u00ebs,nd\u00ebrsa gjelin e shikonte symbyllur, me kok\u00eb posht\u00eb, k\u00ebmb\u00eb lidhur.
\n-Ai, gjeli, ve\u00e7 u paska ikur. A nuk e v\u00ebreni. As syt\u00eb s`i \u00e7el…
\n-Nuk i \u00e7el syt\u00eb, t\u00eb mos shoh gjith\u00e7ka!-thot\u00eb nj\u00eb Sadri.<\/p>\n

-S`shikon gjith\u00e7ka ky?
\n-Nuk do ta prish gjendjen e past\u00ebr shpirt\u00ebrore nga shikon surratet \u00e7far\u00eb jeni ju, – nd\u00ebrhyri nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-K\u00ebrkoni t\u00eb gjeni arsyetim pse do u ket\u00eb ngordhur gjeli.
\n-Pse, kush e thot\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb. Ty t\u00eb t\u00eb z\u00eb bes\u00eb a? Kurr\u00eb jo.
\n-Ajo q\u00eb shihet nuk do kallauz, – thot\u00eb nj\u00ebri nga ata.
\n-Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb gjithher\u00eb ashtu \u00e7do gj\u00eb si\u00e7 shihet!
\n-Megjithat\u00eb, gjeli ka ikur. Ja, shihet qart\u00eb!
\n-Jo. Mir\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb ai. Mir\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Ta shikojm\u00eb. Zgjidhja k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e t\u00eb kuptojm\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb i gjall\u00eb apo i ngordhur.
\nNj\u00eb Sadri shikoi ngul n\u00eb sy nj\u00eb Avdi dhe m\u00eb pastaj shikoi lart nga qielli. Gjelin e vet e ndiqte p\u00ebr hije n\u00eb fluturim t\u00eb trembur nga dega e nj\u00eb lisi te tjetri lis, e shikonte nga i k\u00ebndonte sht\u00ebpive t\u00eb fshatit dhe i hapte flatrat, i hapte me krenari nga trupi dhe k\u00ebndonte prap\u00eb. I p\u00ebrgjigjej gjelit tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb fshatit, t\u00eb cilin nuk e d\u00ebgjonte. Nuk kishte gjel tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb fshat. I vetmi qe ky, me pupla flake, i ndezur, i vetmi ndriste dhe e zgjonte secil\u00ebn dritare, secilin gjumash ende t\u00eb fjetur n\u00eb ag.<\/p>\n

-Nuk dua t`ia zgjidh k\u00ebmb\u00ebt, – tha nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-Pse, frikohesh t\u00eb mos dal\u00eb ajo q\u00eb them un\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebri i pari.
\n-Apo ke ndjenj\u00eb v\u00ebrtet t\u00eb ket\u00eb ngordhur gjeli. Ky bukurosh me ngjyra ylberi, i cili t\u00eb zgjonte nga gjumi or mal\u00ebsor \u00e7do m\u00ebngjes, – tha i dyti. Rreth qen\u00eb mbledhur fytyra t\u00eb rrudhura, grash e burrash. Shikonin me habi e asnj\u00ebri nuk nxirrte z\u00eb.
\n-Un\u00eb, pranoj t`ia zgjidh k\u00ebmb\u00ebt gjelit. Ve\u00e7 po t\u00eb qe gjall\u00eb do ta paguani kaq sa e ka vler\u00ebn. As m\u00eb pak, as m\u00eb shum\u00eb.
\n-Po, un\u00eb e paguaj, – tha i pari.
\n-Nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb e paguaj un\u00eb, – tha tjetri.<\/p>\n

-Vet\u00ebm d\u00ebshmoje se nuk ka ngordhur… Un\u00eb, natyrisht, nuk dua t\u00eb blej asgj\u00eb n\u00eb thes. Dua ta v\u00ebrtetoj \u00e7far\u00eb blej, – tha i treti.
\nFytyrat rreth heshtnin. T\u00eb tubuarit rreth gjelit, rreth mushk\u00ebs me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru n\u00eb shpin\u00eb e rreth nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi, t\u00eb dy t\u00eb habitur, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt gjendeshin n\u00eb nj\u00eb gjendje shum\u00eb t\u00eb ndjeshme shpirt\u00ebrore, l\u00ebviznin trupa pa gjymtyr\u00eb, silueta t\u00eb pa definuar, gjendeshin fytyra t\u00eb panjohura dhe gjendje t\u00eb r\u00ebnda psikike. Emocione. Fjal\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebputura me q\u00ebllim, pa kuptim. Silleshin rreth vetes, me sy te ata q\u00eb shikonin t\u00eb hutuar.<\/p>\n

Ata t\u00eb tre, endesh t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsuar. Nuk u zinte vendi vend.
\n-Mos e zgjidh gjelin, – tha dikush.
\n-Zgjidhe, – tha tjetri.
\n-Nuk ke pse t\u00eb frik\u00ebsohesh, – tha nj\u00eb plak\u00eb.
\n-T\u00eb mashtrojn\u00eb. T\u00eb ik gjeli e nuk ta paguajn\u00eb…
\n-Ndoshta k\u00ebta t\u00eb tre serb\u00eb nuk jan\u00eb. Pse t\u00eb m\u00eb d\u00ebmtojn\u00eb nd\u00ebrsa as u kam borxh e as jan\u00eb kaq shpirtligj. —–Ndoshta e ke gabim\u2026
\n-Shpresoj t\u00eb mos m\u00eb vrasin kaq kot!Pa arsye!
\n-Kjo fjali qe mir\u00eb t\u00eb mos shprehej fare, – tha i pari.<\/p>\n

-Ve\u00e7 po deshe ta shes\u00ebsh gjelin zgjidhe. Ndryshe nuk ta blen kush. Ai jep shenja t\u00eb molisjes totale, – tha i dyti, nd\u00ebrsa zg\u00ebrdhihej.
\n-Ti do ta kuptosh vet\u00eb a do t\u00eb jet\u00eb i gjall\u00eb apo jo, – foli i treti.
\n-Mir\u00eb, – tha nj\u00eb Sadri e u g\u00ebrmuq. Duart i dridheshin e zemra i rrihte me hov t\u00eb ashp\u00ebr. Mori t`ia zgjidhte k\u00ebmb\u00ebt gjelit.
\n-Mos Sadri. Mos, – shfaqi mendimin e vet nj\u00eb Avdi.
\n-Do ta zgjidh! \u2013 tha e ia liroi k\u00ebmb\u00ebt gjelit.<\/p>\n

-Mos Sadri. K\u00ebta i kan\u00eb loj\u00ebrat e ndyta. K\u00ebta jan\u00eb argat t\u00eb serbit, – klithi nj\u00eb Avdi, nd\u00ebrsa e shikonte gjelin e hutuar nga ec mes k\u00ebmb\u00ebsh t\u00eb atyre t\u00eb tubuar aty, m\u00eb pastaj e v\u00ebrejti nga fluturonte mbi kokat e atyre tre vete dhe ra matan\u00eb lumit… Ata t\u00eb tre, me kok\u00ebn n\u00eb lesh, ik\u00ebn bashk\u00eb me hijet e tyre te mjera.
\n-Eej, e gjelin\u2026?!- tha nj\u00eb Sadri.
\n-Eej, e gjelin kush do ta paguaj, – tha kot nj\u00eb Avdi.
\n-Argat\u00ebt e serbit, – tha dikush e iku.<\/p>\n

Turma q\u00eb shikonte e nemitur nisi t\u00eb shp\u00ebrndahej. Kush e thoshte ndonj\u00eb fjal\u00eb e kush heshte. Ndoshta dhe ndjente dhembje p\u00ebr mal\u00ebsor\u00ebt e gjor\u00eb.
\n-Ja sesi e humb\u00ebm gjelin, – tha nj\u00eb Avdi.- Kot. Fare kot, – m\u00eb shikoi mua, m\u00eb pastaj e shikoi Isanin dhe ngrehu kok\u00ebn lart. Fytyr\u00ebs i binte d\u00ebbor\u00eb e but\u00eb, ngjash\u00ebm si\u00e7 binte mbi cop\u00ebzat e \u00e7ara t\u00eb shk\u00ebmbit.<\/p>\n

-E drut\u00eb?
\n-Drut\u00eb i bleu nj\u00ebri nga turma. I prekur thell\u00eb pse ata rruga\u00e7\u00ebt na e punuan k\u00ebt\u00eb pun\u00eb pa u pasur aspak borxh, – tha nj\u00eb Avdi. \u2013 E ngarkuam prap\u00eb mushk\u00ebn me dru e ja do t\u00eb zbresin n\u00eb treg. Ndoshta e shesim dhe k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebng…
\n-E ky, – e shikoi Isani nj\u00eb Sadri.<\/p>\n

-Ky… e gjet nj\u00eb pun\u00eb aty af\u00ebr stacionit t\u00eb trenit, t\u00eb bart thas\u00eb e ndonj\u00eb gj\u00ebsend tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebr nd\u00ebrtimin e nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpie t\u00eb nj\u00eb burri t\u00eb mir\u00eb, – tha nj\u00eb Avdi.- Ai e ka v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb jetoj\u00eb pa gjelin e vet, ve\u00e7 ndoshta kthehet ai n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ka plot raste me kuajt, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt kan\u00eb ngelur n\u00eb mal e vet jan\u00eb kthyer n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ka plot kafsh\u00eb q\u00eb e ecin udh\u00ebn p\u00ebrmend\u00ebsh sado larg qoft\u00eb deri n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Kthehet ndoshta dhe gjeli, ose ja tash nj\u00eb Sadri punon pun\u00eb krahu e do ta blej\u00eb nj\u00eb gjel tjet\u00ebr, i cili nj\u00ebjt\u00eb do t`i zgjoj\u00eb malet nga gjumi i thell\u00eb i varf\u00ebris\u00eb dhe rob\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Ata t\u00eb dy, nj\u00eb Sadri pa gjel e nj\u00eb Avdi me mushk\u00ebn e vet ngarkuar me nj\u00eb d\u00ebng dru m\u00ebsyn\u00eb t\u00eb zbresin dhiares. I shikonim nga zbrisnin e bora binte mbi ta fjoll\u00eb-fjoll\u00eb, nj\u00eb bor\u00eb e but\u00eb. I ndoq\u00ebm derisa na ik\u00ebn sysh e m\u00ebsym\u00eb lart.<\/p>\n

Ata ecnin, iknin nga. E un\u00eb e Isani mor\u00ebm frym\u00eb t\u00eb pik\u00eblluar, vazhduam t\u00eb ngjitemi shk\u00ebmbit, t\u00eb ngjitur me qiellin. Di\u00e7ka na e v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsonte frym\u00ebmarrjen, gj\u00eb e cila nuk ngjau deri aty e n\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb dhiares. Tashm\u00eb ata, nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi, zbrisnin e un\u00eb e Isani ngjiteshim lart t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebs dhiare prej copash t\u00eb ngulura guri, t\u00eb mbuluar ndopak me bor\u00eb. N\u00eb kok\u00eb na jehonin fjal\u00ebt e nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi, q\u00eb nd\u00ebrsa do t`u venin pun\u00ebt si\u00e7 e do radha,do t\u00eb vinin p\u00ebr ta varrosur edhe ata xehetarin e vdekur. E kishin njohur mir\u00eb Hasanin, sado q\u00eb ai qe i nj\u00eb fshati tjet\u00ebr, bukur larg nga sht\u00ebpit\u00eb e tyre t\u00eb thjeshta.<\/p>\n

Ngjiteshim me mund dhiares, pak-pak, sikur t\u00eb ngjiteshim n\u00ebp\u00ebr shkall\u00eb e lart, lart atje n\u00eb qiell te zoti.
\n-Zot nuk ka, – thash n\u00eb vete. \u2013Po t\u00eb kishte s`do lejonte t`ia rr\u00ebmbejn\u00eb nga duart gjelin nj\u00eb Sadri e t`i lente vagabond\u00ebt t\u00eb iknin pa paguar, t\u00eb shkokluar n\u00eb t\u00eb qeshura e pordha. T\u00eb bindur, t\u00eb ken\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb nj\u00eb pun\u00eb p\u00ebr lavd.<\/p>\n

Bor\u00eb binte dhe ne e shikonim vet\u00ebm qiellin, t\u00eb shkruar me flutura t\u00eb bardha, kaq t\u00eb bukura e krah\u00ebhapur p\u00ebrmbi drur\u00ebt, gurt\u00eb dhe hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn n\u00eb t\u00eb kalt\u00ebr e t\u00eb lul\u00ebzuar.
\nShfaqej nj\u00eb peizazh tep\u00ebr mbres\u00ebl\u00ebn\u00ebs, me t\u00eb cilin k\u00ebnaqej syri dhe ndonj\u00eb nga fijet e shpirtit, t\u00eb paprekura nga ajo ndodhia pik\u00eblluese me gjelin e nj\u00eb Sadri.<\/p>\n

-Kush do t`i zgjoj malet nga gjumi, – m\u00ebrm\u00ebriti nj\u00eb Avdi. E Avdiu tashm\u00eb nuk shihej. Nuk shihej as Sadriu. Shihej vet\u00ebm bora nga binte dhe asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr.
\n-Un\u00eb e ti Avdi do t\u00eb gjejm\u00eb tjet\u00ebr udh\u00eb e s`do t\u00eb dor\u00ebzohemi. Do ta blejm\u00eb prap\u00eb nj\u00eb gjel!
\n-E ta shesim p\u00ebr t`ia bler\u00eb librat, fletoret e lapsin birit tim,Ilirit, q\u00eb m\u00eb pret me zem\u00ebr n\u00eb \u00e7do kthim nga tregu, – thyej z\u00ebri i nj\u00ebrit dhe tjetrit nd\u00ebr gurt\u00eb e drur\u00ebt qindvje\u00e7ar\u00eb t\u00eb bjeshk\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

-Patjet\u00ebr\u2026hija ime, patjet\u00ebr, – klithi nj\u00ebri aq ashp\u00ebr sa t\u00eb \u00e7ahej qielli e t\u00eb binte cop\u00ebza-cop\u00ebza mbi \u00ebndrrat dhe dhembjen e tyre t\u00eb p\u00ebrhershme.
\n-Patjet\u00ebr! \u2013 u lidh me z\u00ebrin e ashp\u00ebr q\u00eb vinte nj\u00ebjt\u00eb e binte me nj\u00eb jehon\u00eb mbi vetmin\u00eb e tyre.<\/p>\n

Af\u00ebr zotit e larg<\/p>\n

Nj\u00ebra nga udh\u00ebt p\u00ebrvidhej n\u00eb ngjitje e m\u00eb pastaj merrte kurrizit t\u00eb bjeshk\u00eb.
\nDrur\u00ebt e gjat\u00eb e t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr krijonin ale, p\u00ebrmes shihej bora nga binte ngadal\u00eb dhe krijonte di\u00e7ka mahnit\u00ebse dhe shum\u00eb t\u00eb rrall\u00eb n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb.
\nNj\u00eb pamje e shkruar me shije dhe e bukur.<\/p>\n

Me t\u00eb arritur krye dhiares, nga nj\u00ebra udh\u00eb e deg\u00ebzuar, papritur, se\u00e7 u shfaq nj\u00eb mal\u00ebsor, i cili, duke i f\u00ebrkuar duart ia behu nga pylli i hapur kodr\u00ebs mbi fshatin, t\u00eb shkap\u00ebrderdhur gjysm\u00eb lugin\u00ebs, p\u00ebrmes t\u00eb cil\u00ebs rridhte nj\u00eb vij\u00eb uji.
\nQ\u00ebndruam maj\u00eb kodr\u00ebs, nd\u00ebrsa ai vinte i qeshur. Ecte me hapa t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Tek po afrohej e vuri dor\u00ebn mbi zem\u00ebr e tha, gjith\u00eb mir\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7` nevoj\u00eb iu qiti n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb vetmi?
\n-Vetmi e bukur, – foli Isani.
\n– At\u00ebher\u00eb mir\u00eb t`iu ka sjell\u00eb zoti n\u00eb fshatin tim malor.
\n-T`iu gjejm\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe af\u00ebr zotit!
\n– Gjithsecili do ta kuptoj\u00eb t\u00eb vini nga ndonj\u00eb pjes\u00eb tjet\u00ebr e bot\u00ebs… Ja, dhe kjo cop\u00ebz, kjo pik\u00eb e pahetueshme e topit tok\u00ebsor, \u00ebsht\u00eb kaq e vog\u00ebl, ve\u00e7 e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme p\u00ebr ata q\u00eb thurin jet\u00ebn k\u00ebtu. Shikojeni fshatin, me v\u00ebmendje shikojeni, e do ta hetoni sesi ec\u00ebn jeta n\u00ebn hije malesh, eg\u00ebr e me leqe, ve\u00e7 ec\u00ebn jeta me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e vet besnik\u00eb… Te kush keni m\u00ebsyr\u00eb? Ja, ve\u00e7 sa e ndava udh\u00ebn nga dy mal\u00ebsor\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt vinin nga Ka\u00e7anolli, i binin p\u00ebrmes fshatit e zbritnin n\u00eb Stan T\u00ebrg apo n\u00eb Mitrovic\u00eb, t\u00eb blejn\u00eb e t\u00eb shesin nga di\u00e7ka…- fliste e fliste pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb ai, nd\u00ebrsa e shikonim me v\u00ebmendje nga kodra fshatin malor, t\u00eb lidhur me pem\u00ebt e lisat e lart\u00eb me kup\u00ebn e qiellit…<\/p>\n

-Fshat, me peizazh t\u00eb bukur,- tha Isani.
\n-Ja me \u00e7`bukuri bie bor\u00eb!
\n-E ata dy mal\u00ebsor\u00ebt ende rropateshin dhiaresh t\u00eb l\u00ebna, apo jo.
\n-Zbrisnin p\u00ebr n\u00eb treg.
\n-Do t\u00eb ket\u00eb qen\u00eb nj\u00eb Sadri e nj\u00eb Avdi, – mendova n\u00eb vete.
\n-Shpresojm\u00eb t`i sheshin drut\u00eb nj\u00eb Sadri dhe nj\u00eb Avdi e t\u00eb blejn\u00eb pastaj ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb… T\u00eb kthehen e t\u00eb ngrohen af\u00ebr stuf\u00ebs e ngroht\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb dashuris\u00eb s\u00eb familjes.<\/p>\n

-Pse, has\u00ebt n\u00eb ta. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e mundur, apo ata e kan\u00eb thyer udh\u00ebn e kan\u00eb dal\u00eb aty nga keni ecur gabimisht ju, p\u00ebr t\u00eb arritur k\u00ebtu…
\n-Iu qe humbur nuri i mal\u00ebsorit. Ecnin me zem\u00ebr t\u00eb thyer…
\n-T\u00eb gjith\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hark e kemi zemr\u00ebn e thyer… \u2013 tha ai kumbuesh\u00ebm. -Te kush shkoni?
\nEra frynte eg\u00ebr nga deg\u00ebt,p\u00ebrmes t\u00eb cil\u00ebve e shikonim fshatin mbi bjeshk\u00ebt e n\u00eb lugina, t\u00eb prekur nga nj\u00eb shtrez\u00eb e leht\u00eb e d\u00ebbor\u00ebs, nga nuk ndalej t\u00eb binte qet\u00eb dhe bukur.<\/p>\n

– Nuk b\u00ebn ftoht\u00eb, – p\u00ebrplaset z\u00ebri prej drurit n\u00eb dru, – sa her\u00eb t\u00eb fluturojn\u00eb fluturat e bor\u00ebs leht\u00eb e kaq mrekullisht, sa her\u00eb krijohen pamje mahnit\u00ebse.- Dimri tashm\u00eb qe futur n\u00eb \u00e7do pjes\u00eb, ve\u00e7 nuk b\u00ebnte acar si\u00e7 e p\u00ebrshkruajm\u00eb. Krejt nga frika t\u00eb mos ngrijm\u00eb e lidhim fjal\u00ebn me fjal\u00eb. N\u00eb bjeshk\u00eb dimrat nuk kan\u00eb pamje ku\u00e7edre. Kan\u00eb bukuri dhe but\u00ebsi…<\/p>\n

Ec\u00ebm pak e nuk fol\u00ebm m\u00eb asgj\u00eb me mal\u00ebsorin. P\u00ebrkundeshim kureshtar\u00eb n\u00eb shal\u00ebt e lodhura, udh\u00ebs gjarp\u00ebrore. Ikte kjo dhiare me gjurm\u00ebt tona mes sht\u00ebpive t\u00eb ul\u00ebta, nj\u00ebkat\u00ebshe, t\u00eb shkap\u00ebrderdhura luginash e kurrizesh t\u00eb shpateve t\u00eb rr\u00ebpira, n\u00ebn deg\u00eb pem\u00ebsh e lisash t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr e t\u00eb gjat\u00eb, t\u00eb shtrir\u00eb nd\u00ebrmjet gur\u00ebve, me rr\u00ebnj\u00eb mbi ta dhe me prekje t\u00eb thell\u00eb qiellit, mes yjesh.<\/p>\n

-Nat\u00ebn \u00ebsht\u00eb bukur t\u00eb jeni k\u00ebtu, t`i \u00ebnd\u00ebrroni yjet e t`i prekni me dor\u00eb, – qesha.
\n-Kujt i kujtohet ajo gj\u00eb, ore!?
\n-Kaq yje derdhen p\u00ebrmes deg\u00ebsh e bien mbi dritaret e sht\u00ebpive, kaq af\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe qielli me drit\u00ebn shk\u00eblqyese.
\n-As h\u00ebna nuk iu l\u00eb vet\u00ebm…
\n-Jo, h\u00ebn\u00eb e yje kemi, edhe \u00ebndrra po, ve\u00e7 nuk kemi shkoll\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb fshatit. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt h\u00eb p\u00ebr h\u00eb m\u00ebsojn\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi t\u00eb vog\u00ebl e t\u00eb thjesht\u00eb… me drit\u00eb t\u00eb llap\u00ebs s\u00eb vajgurit. Nuk kemi pra, si\u00e7 e shihni, as drit\u00eb…<\/p>\n

Mir\u00eb, ju e cek\u00ebt, na ndrisin yjet e h\u00ebna. Vet\u00ebm kjo drit\u00eb natyrale \u00ebsht\u00eb e pamjaftueshme t\u00eb ecim n\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb me t\u00eb rejat q\u00eb vijn\u00eb me koh\u00ebn! Drit\u00ebn e elektrikut af\u00ebr e kemi e nuk e kemi! Fshatrat rreth e kan\u00eb drit\u00ebn, megjithat\u00eb, – tha mal\u00ebsori, i cili na p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti me dor\u00eb mbi zem\u00ebr, p\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00ebn apo t\u00eb tret\u00ebn her\u00eb, para se t\u00eb pyeste me sy t\u00eb ngulur her\u00eb te un\u00eb e her\u00eb te Isani. \u2013 A do t\u00eb flisni p\u00ebr ku keni m\u00ebsyr\u00eb, p\u00ebr ku keni nis\u00eb.
\n-Jemi gazetar\u00eb, – u p\u00ebrgjigj Isani e ai i nd\u00ebrpreu, pa pritur p\u00ebrgjigjet e m\u00ebtejme.<\/p>\n

– Ah, keni m\u00ebsyr\u00eb t\u00eb shkruani p\u00ebr rrug\u00ebn t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e ecni, e cila n\u00eb mot t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, me shi e ndonj\u00eb her\u00eb dhe me bor\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb e pakalueshme. Apo doni t\u00eb shkruani p\u00ebr copat e jet\u00ebs, t\u00eb cilat me mund t\u00eb madh, i lidhim n\u00ebn hije malesh. Apo mund t\u00eb shkruani p\u00ebr rrjedhat e t\u00eb res\u00eb, e cila pak-pak, me kaq v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi ngjitet lart, ve\u00e7 prap\u00eb po p\u00ebrpihet n\u00ebp\u00ebr gungat e gurit, n\u00ebp\u00ebr pem\u00ebt, kodrat e luginat e bukura t\u00eb Shal\u00ebs s\u00eb Bajgores. E reja, mund ta v\u00ebreni, pak-pak, megjithat\u00eb ka hyr\u00eb, ve\u00e7 besa hak e ka t\u00eb hyj\u00eb m\u00eb dendur n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb mal\u00ebsis\u00eb. S`i kemi as \u00ebndrrat keq n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hark. T\u00eb gjitha rrjedhat vijn\u00eb e zgjohen. Kemi gur\u00eb t\u00eb fort\u00eb, p\u00ebr nd\u00ebrtime, larg t\u00eb p\u00ebrmendur. Kemi dhe pak tok\u00eb t\u00eb buk\u00ebs. Kemi dhe pem\u00eb t\u00eb mira, i shesim. Kemi dhe bag\u00ebti. I shesim n\u00eb nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb. Nj\u00ebjt\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb dhe me drur\u00ebt p\u00ebr djegie. I shesim…<\/p>\n

L\u00ebviz jeta megjithat\u00eb. Sillet, si\u00e7 ka th\u00ebn\u00eb ai i men\u00e7uri, sillet!
\nNdoshta p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb doni t\u00eb shkruani. Apo p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra e gj\u00ebra t\u00eb cilat mund t\u00eb radhiten p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshme t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb, sidomos p\u00ebr p\u00ebrpjekjen t\u00eb mbesim k\u00ebtu, p\u00ebr jet\u00ebmbetjen e lashk\u00eb, shk\u00ebmb. Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb maja e gurit m\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb k\u00ebtu, \u00ebsht\u00eb tiktaku i secil\u00ebs zem\u00ebr, i cili na lidh p\u00ebrjetsh\u00ebm me fshatin, deri n\u00eb vdekje.<\/p>\n

-Deri n\u00eb vdekje?
\n-Ve\u00e7 vdekjen nuk e kemi aspak t\u00eb sigurt… Jo. As vdekjen, n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb guri, n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb pyll e tok\u00eb t\u00eb buk\u00ebs, as vdekjen nuk e kemi t\u00eb sigurt!
\n-Mund t\u00eb ndodh dhe kjo. Pse?
\n-Ja, d\u00ebgjoni \u00e7far\u00eb ngjau pak fshatra m\u00eb larg. Di\u00e7ka e pa imagjinuar.
\n-Nuk na premton koha t\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb. P\u00ebr ngut e kemi k\u00ebt\u00eb rrug\u00eb. Na ik ajo p\u00ebr t\u00eb cil\u00ebn ikim e \u2013 \u00e7far\u00eb, b\u00ebm\u00eb? Asgj\u00eb. Biseduam pak me ty, nj\u00eb bised\u00eb e r\u00ebndomt\u00eb…<\/p>\n

-Pse, ku keni m\u00ebsyr\u00eb…
\n-N\u00eb varrimin e xehetarit Hasan!N\u00eb fshatin Ka\u00e7anoll.
\n-Do t`iu pret udh\u00eb e gjat\u00eb…
\n-Ja,pra, pse ngutemi.
\n-D\u00ebgjojeni m\u00eb par\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb dhembje. K\u00ebt\u00eb rr\u00ebfim t\u00eb mallkuar.
\n-Fol, – nd\u00ebrhyri Isani e un\u00eb shikova tok\u00ebn para k\u00ebmb\u00ebsh, pa b\u00ebr\u00eb z\u00eb.
\nIsani shikoi m\u00eb pastaj qiellin lart\u2026
\nD\u00ebgjohej vet\u00ebm z\u00ebri i tij, i cili prekte gur\u00eb e drur\u00eb, tok\u00eb e qiell, natyrisht.<\/p>\n

Shikonte e nemitur, n\u00eb cilin pe t\u00eb lidhej.
\nAi u kollit dy-tri her\u00eb, p\u00ebshty e u p\u00ebrpi thell\u00eb.
\n-Fol m\u00eb fol, – ia b\u00ebra, me shikim t\u00eb humbur.
\n\u201cN\u00eb fshatin D. \u2013 nisi t\u00eb rr\u00ebfej\u00eb ai q\u00eb insistonte ta d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb,me frym\u00ebmarrje t\u00eb r\u00ebnduar, t\u00eb k\u00ebputur her\u00eb-her\u00eb e t\u00eb ndjekur m\u00eb pastaj me koll\u00eb – pak koh\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa uj\u00ebrat e ruanin rrjedh\u00ebn e ritmin e tyre,ka vdekur njeriu i varf\u00ebr, i dashuruar n\u00eb gurin, drurin e tok\u00ebn e buk\u00ebs. Plaka-gjyshja e vetmuar, n\u00ebn lot, e nipi i madh,Shp\u00ebtimi, ende i pap\u00ebrvoj\u00eb p\u00ebr jet\u00eb, ngelur i pafuqish\u00ebm, i varf\u00ebr, kot b\u00ebnte p\u00ebrpjekje te gjente m\u00ebshir\u00eb te tjetri i pafuqish\u00ebm, t`i kryej\u00eb ritet e varrimit…
\nBabai i ka vdekur, Shpati, n\u00eb nj\u00eb ndodhi tragjike n\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00ebn e Stan T\u00ebrgut.<\/p>\n

Ai qe njeri q\u00eb ikte me plag\u00eb t\u00eb thella, me kujtime t\u00eb r\u00ebnda, me horizonte t\u00eb err\u00ebta t\u00eb jet\u00ebs, t\u00eb derdhur nga l\u00ebmshe t\u00eb zez\u00eb mjegullash t\u00eb panjohura. Ve\u00e7 te ai kishin pikuar helme e shira t\u00eb ashp\u00ebr, kishin hapur \u00ebndrra,kishin hapur udh\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebputura, t\u00eb r\u00ebnda.<\/p>\n

Ai, burri i tok\u00ebs, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e shkruante me dashuri t\u00eb posa\u00e7me, ka vdekur. Ai do t`i takoj\u00eb tok\u00ebs, n\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn i mbet\u00ebn f\u00ebmij\u00ebt ve\u00e7 me hijen e tyre, t\u00eb pa krah, t\u00eb humbur e n\u00ebn lot. Prisnin ndokush t`ua thot\u00eb ndonj\u00eb fjal\u00eb p\u00ebr t`u dh\u00ebn\u00eb zem\u00ebr p\u00ebr jet\u00eb. Pritnin t\u00eb vetmuar ta p\u00ebrcillnin babin e vet n\u00eb rrug\u00ebn e gjat\u00eb, t\u00eb pa kthim. Ata e kishin t\u00eb qart\u00eb ndarjen. E kishin t\u00eb qart\u00eb q\u00eb ai s`\u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb mes tyre, ve\u00e7 n\u00eb dashurin\u00eb e p\u00ebrhershme, t\u00eb secilit.
\nAi nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e prap\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb.<\/p>\n

\u00cbsht\u00eb megjithat\u00eb n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn e secilit f\u00ebmij\u00eb, t\u00eb secilit nga shikojn\u00eb t\u00eb hutuar e heshtin n\u00eb dhembjen e gjat\u00eb, t\u00eb zgjuar n\u00eb lotin vad\u00eb t\u00eb gruas, n\u00eb d\u00ebnesje t\u00eb motr\u00ebs, t\u00eb fqinjit, t\u00eb fshatarit, pa i kujtuar asnj\u00ebri ndonj\u00eb t\u00eb keqe gjat\u00eb jet\u00ebs. Ai gjithher\u00eb e shkroi n\u00eb jet\u00eb vet\u00ebm t\u00eb mir\u00ebn, e dhuroi dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr secilin pa asnj\u00eb turbullim, e shp\u00ebrndau n\u00eb tufa t\u00eb drit\u00ebs urtin\u00eb, qet\u00ebsin\u00eb. Rufet\u00eb i zbriti nga majat e secil\u00ebs deg\u00eb, nga syt\u00eb e qiellit, eg\u00ebrsit\u00eb i vrau\u2026 Qe dhe shenj\u00ebtar i mir\u00eb. Aty ku e synoi aty e q\u00eblloi. Punoi kaq sa mundi e s`ia deshi t\u00eb keqen askujt.<\/p>\n

E kaq t\u00eb keqe gjeti n\u00eb jet\u00eb!
\nAi ka vdekur, tashm\u00eb.
\nPret t\u00eb varroset, si\u00e7 e k\u00ebrkojn\u00eb ritet.
\nF\u00ebmij\u00ebt e vegj\u00ebl e t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit e mbushur gjith\u00eb dhembje dhe vaj shikonin me habi. Gj\u00ebma derdhej me kaq pik\u00ebllim p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb fshatit, t\u00eb cilin ai e la zbraz\u00ebt, e la pa pasurin\u00eb shpirt\u00ebrore t\u00eb thell\u00eb, e la pa pikturimin q\u00eb ia b\u00ebnte tok\u00ebs gurore, e la pa zgjimin q\u00eb ia b\u00ebnte yrtit, pa frym\u00ebn e vet e pik\u00ebt e djers\u00ebs q\u00eb ia lagnin k\u00ebmish\u00ebn me arna.<\/p>\n

-La vet\u00ebm f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e vegj\u00ebl prapa, – d\u00ebgjohej ndonj\u00eb z\u00eb.
\n-F\u00ebmij\u00ebt, kaq t\u00eb pazot p\u00ebr pun\u00eb, – fliste tjetri.
\n-Ask\u00ebnd s`e la ta ecte udh\u00ebn, ku ai i shkruante gjurm\u00ebt, – jehonte nj\u00eb z\u00eb i tret\u00eb.
\n-Plot sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e ka, ore, mos e mallko. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt rriten e gjall\u00ebrojn\u00eb. \u00c7far\u00eb flet kaq ashp\u00ebr ti, – do t`ia k\u00ebpuste fjal\u00ebn tjetri.
\n-Po, po… Ve\u00e7, ata f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl!<\/p>\n

-Pa qen\u00eb t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl nuk rriten. Nuk e kupton k\u00ebt\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb t\u00eb natyr\u00ebs!?
\nTirreshin fijet e pik\u00ebllimit p\u00ebr t\u00eb vdekurin. T\u00eb prekur me fatin e atyre q\u00eb heshtnin e qanin, mbetur pa ndihm\u00ebn e babait. Heshtnin e rikujtonin n\u00eb lot gjurm\u00ebt e mbetura pa zot. Fshatar\u00ebt me lopata e kazma, pran\u00eb kufom\u00ebs, prisnin ta hapin varrin.<\/p>\n

\u00c7’presin, vall\u00eb?
\nKoha, nuk ndien p\u00ebr dhembje, ik.
\nBurrat, fytyr\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb iknin te xhamia e prap\u00eb ktheheshin. Me fytyr\u00eb toke. Asnj\u00ebri nuk nxjerr z\u00eb. Asnj\u00ebri nuk e merr guximin t\u00eb urdh\u00ebroj\u00eb t\u00eb hapet varri. A thua, pse?
\n-Pse? \u2013 shk\u00ebput fjal\u00eb me dhun\u00eb nj\u00eb plak, – pse, a? Vet\u00ebm pse nuk po dihet a i takon nj\u00eb grusht dheu t\u00eb vdekurit a s`i takon!? Varrin s`e hapim,ve\u00e7 pse s`dihet a do t\u00eb varroset i vdekuri a jo n\u00eb varre.<\/p>\n

-Ta hapin varrin e t\u00eb presim, s`b\u00ebn. Toka \u00ebsht\u00eb zbutur e gropimin e mbush menj\u00ebher\u00eb uji, – shikon qiellin i m\u00ebrzitur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb.
\n-Rrim\u00eb e presim \u00e7`do t\u00eb thot\u00eb hoxha i katundit, pra.
\n-S`b\u00ebn, – nd\u00ebrhyn\u00eb nj\u00eb fshatar q\u00eb posa u kthye nga xhamia, – s`b\u00ebn. Hoxha thot\u00eb s`b\u00ebn t\u00eb varroset.
\n-Eh, \u00e7`zaman!
\n-Po, pse?
\n– Mbi tok\u00eb do t\u00eb na l\u00ebn\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Asgj\u00eb e qart\u00eb, v\u00ebrtet. Ka vdekur njeriu, fshatar\u00ebt kan\u00eb dal\u00eb n\u00eb varre me lopatat e kazma, e presin kot, me or\u00eb presin. P\u00ebrs\u00ebri kat\u00ebr-pes\u00eb vet\u00eb nis\u00ebn p\u00ebr te xhamia… Kot. Von\u00eb nisen shtat\u00eb a tet\u00eb. Kah shkojn\u00eb?
\n-E th\u00ebrrasin hoxh\u00eb-zez\u00ebn.
\n-E?
\n-Ai s`do t\u00eb vij\u00eb, – flet p\u00ebrs\u00ebri ai q\u00eb pak m\u00eb par\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb kthyer nga takimi me hoxh\u00ebn, – s`do t\u00eb vij\u00eb e s’do!<\/p>\n

-Hoxh\u00eb zeza, – nd\u00ebrhyn p\u00ebrs\u00ebri i nj\u00ebjti.
\n-Shkurt e trup, thot\u00eb \u2013 nuk vi!?
\nPo pse e prisni, pse e th\u00ebrrisni \u2013 ai nuk mund t`ia ndal\u00eb rrjedh\u00ebn tradit\u00ebs. Pse, t\u00eb mos e varrosim t\u00eb vdekurin, pa t\u00eb fare. Pun\u00eb e madhe, erdhi a s`erdhi.<\/p>\n

-Pik\u00ebrisht!
\n-Eh, k\u00ebtu dhemb. Ne s`duam t`ia ndalim rrjedh\u00ebn tradit\u00ebs, – flet plaku. \u2013 Shkojm\u00eb ta th\u00ebrrasim dhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb. Ndoshta e zbut zemr\u00ebn…
\n-Pse, a ka ai zem\u00ebr a?!
\n-Pse \u00ebsht\u00eb eg\u00ebrsuar!
\n-Ve\u00e7 pse nuk ka kush t`i bjer\u00eb kres\u00eb e ta largoj nga udha e dreqit.
\n-Do t\u00eb qet\u00ebsohej menj\u00ebher\u00eb! Do t\u00eb vinte ta varroste, patjet\u00ebr…
\n-Nuk do t\u00eb vij\u00eb ve\u00e7 pse i vdekuri s`e paska paguar an\u00ebtar\u00ebsin\u00eb e fes\u00eb!
\n-Ve\u00e7 pse i vdekuri qenka i biri i babait, q\u00eb ia prek\u00ebn gruan e nuk qe i zoti t`i dilte zot, t\u00eb hakmerrej, ve\u00e7 p\u00ebr at\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme, ve\u00e7 pse e shkrepi pushk\u00ebn, ama von\u00eb, pasi gruan ia keqp\u00ebrdor\u00ebn\u2026<\/p>\n

F\u00ebmija d\u00ebgjonte fshatar\u00ebt nga flasin \u00e7do gj\u00eb, fjal\u00eb e rr\u00ebfime t\u00eb shurdhra, t\u00eb ikura, t\u00eb pabesueshme. Fjal\u00eb t\u00eb mykura! Papritur, i b\u00ebri duart grusht f\u00ebmija i madh i t\u00eb vdekurit, i la varret e iku p\u00ebr t`i treguar gjyshes \u00e7far\u00eb qenka ajo e b\u00ebr\u00eb dhembje. E ajo, e moshuar, q\u00ebndroi e mb\u00ebshtetur p\u00ebr k\u00ebrryle dhe e heshtur, plot vaj shpirtin, mati e \u00e7mati ta zgjidh litarin, nd\u00ebrsa shpirti i digjej flak\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Me \u00e7far\u00eb ta k\u00ebpuste litarin, nd\u00ebrsa ai k\u00ebputet ku \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb s\u00eb holli. Meditimet dhe zgjidhjet i ik\u00ebn p\u00ebrnj\u00ebher\u00eb. Shkundi veten e tha m\u00eb vete.
\n\u2013Toka s`i takon askujt t\u00eb qet ligje. Kaq sa t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt kan\u00eb hise n\u00eb tok\u00eb dhe i vdekuri ka. M\u00eb n\u00eb fund, zem\u00ebr gur, mori vendimin, t\u00eb cilin nuk do t\u00eb mund ta shkelte askush. At\u00ebher\u00eb e tash. Foli, si\u00e7 do t\u00eb fliste vet\u00eb toka.
\n-Thirri bir ata me kazma e lopata. Le t\u00eb vijn\u00eb e ta hapin varrin p\u00ebr bab\u00ebn t\u00ebnd n\u00eb fund t\u00eb oborrit, aty te molla e art\u00eb, ku i \u00e7lodhte eshtrat e lodhur secil\u00ebn dit\u00eb t\u00eb ngarkuar me pun\u00eb. Nuk do ta l\u00ebm\u00eb t\u00eb vdekurin pa varrosur! Hoxha t\u00eb mos vij\u00eb, – tha plaka dhe i ra gurit me maje t\u00eb k\u00ebrryles, zem\u00ebrthyer! – Do ta varrosim bri varrit t\u00eb babait t\u00eb vet!\u201d<\/p>\n

-A mund t\u00eb na shoq\u00ebrosh deri te sht\u00ebpia e plak\u00ebs, – e shikova me hamendje mal\u00ebsorin q\u00eb zgjidhte fjal\u00eb t\u00eb rr\u00ebfej\u00eb, mal\u00ebsorin q\u00eb insistonte ta d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb,me frym\u00ebmarrje t\u00eb r\u00ebnduar, t\u00eb k\u00ebputur her\u00eb-her\u00eb e t\u00eb ndjekur m\u00eb pastaj me koll\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Do t`ua tregoj\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb, n\u00eb yrtin e s\u00eb cil\u00ebs ka dy varre, – eci ai nj\u00eb rrugice, e cila shpinte n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fshatit. \u2013 E shikoni sht\u00ebpin\u00eb. Aty dhe dy varre. Varri i gjyshit, Aliut, e varri i t\u00eb birit, Shpatit. Un\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb vij m\u00eb af\u00ebr… \u2013 tha e iku vet\u00ebtimthi, pa na th\u00ebn\u00eb asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb m\u00eb.
\nIku si\u00e7 b\u00ebn dhelpra, t\u00eb mos e shohin fshatar\u00ebt af\u00ebr sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb plak\u00ebs. Isani e un\u00eb ec\u00ebm ngadal\u00eb e n\u00eb hamendje deri te fundi i rrug\u00ebs. Iu afruam sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, n\u00eb oborrin e t\u00eb cil\u00ebs qen\u00eb dy varre. Nj\u00ebri i rrafshuar e i mbuluar me bar, tjetri i hapur s\u00eb voni. Prit\u00ebm pak mos do t\u00eb na hetoj\u00eb ndokush e do t\u00eb dal\u00eb t\u00eb bisedojm\u00eb, ve\u00e7 kot.<\/p>\n

As d\u00ebgjohet z\u00eb, as l\u00ebviz ndokush.
\n-A \u00ebsht\u00eb kush n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi apo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb!?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Nexhat Halimi Nj\u00eb Avdi E nj\u00eb Sadri (E m\u00ebrkur\u00eb, dhjetor `79) Dol\u00ebm nga n\u00ebntoka me p\u00ebrshtypje t\u00eb p\u00ebrzier. – Nes\u00ebr do t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb p\u00ebr ngush\u00ebllime n\u00eb Ka\u00e7anoll, – i fola t\u00eb vog\u00ebl Isanit, nd\u00ebrsa ai m\u00eb shikoi me nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb t\u00eb thell\u00eb t\u00eb dhembjes dhe nuk \u00e7eli goj\u00eb t\u00eb thoshte fjal\u00eb. 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