P\u00ebllumb Kulla<\/b><\/p>\n
Un\u00eb ndjeva nj\u00eb k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi t\u00eb madhe aty dy net\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb, kur ti kurror\u00ebzove nj\u00eb ambicje t\u00eb bukur dhe e b\u00ebre at\u00eb m\u00eb s\u00eb miri.<\/p>\n
Sinqerisht g\u00ebzoj tok me ty, moj vajz\u00eb, q\u00eb dole n\u00eb at\u00eb aren\u00eb dhe u ndeshe me frik\u00ebn dhe p\u00ebrgjegj\u00ebsin\u00eb t\u00ebnde, u ndeshe me konkurentet e tua, shp\u00ebrbleve ata q\u00eb guxuan ndofta pa shum\u00eb besim t\u00eb t\u00eb hapnin port\u00ebn e madhe t\u00eb \u00ebndrr\u00ebs t\u00ebnde t\u00eb florinjt\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Ti u ndeshe me keqdash\u00ebs italjan\u00eb, por sidomos me nj\u00eb lukuni bashk\u00ebpatriote, q\u00eb priste me frym\u00ebn pezull t\u00eb d\u00ebshtoje e desh\u00ebn megjith\u00eb shpirt q\u00eb ti \u201ct\u00eb thyeje qaf\u00ebn\u201d n\u00eb maj\u00ebn alpine, ku pate kullotur \u00ebndrrat e tua.<\/p>\n
Nuk kish gj\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb bukur se ajo sfida dhe triumfi yt!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Mos u m\u00ebrzit p\u00ebr zhurm\u00ebn, sharjet, v\u00ebrejtjet e talljet, q\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb ne q\u00eb nuk ta duam suksesin. Ne jemi t\u00eb pazot\u00ebt t\u00eb shquhemi, ne nuk kemi forc\u00eb, durim, vullnet k\u00ebmb\u00ebngulje.<\/p>\n
Ne, t\u00eb pazot\u00ebt, do t\u00eb jemi shum\u00eb t\u00eb lumtur, q\u00eb askush t\u00eb mos i ket\u00eb ato. Ne jemi m\u00eb t\u00eb qet\u00eb kur nuk shohim fitoret e atyre q\u00eb njohim e q\u00eb kemi hedhur shtat nj\u00ebkohsh\u00ebm. Mos, moj Alketa, mos! Mos, moj vajz\u00eb, se me at\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebre, na e vure hapur n\u00eb dukje q\u00eb ne nuk jemi t\u00eb zot\u00eb p\u00ebr nd\u00ebrmarrje t\u00eb tilla drith\u00ebruese.<\/p>\n
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