Nexhat Halimi<\/b><\/p>\n
Qielli qe i tr\u00ebndafilt\u00eb mbi Dumnic\u00eb.<\/p>\n
R\u00ebndom dita zgjohej e k\u00ebtill\u00eb, mes flak\u00ebs e tr\u00ebndafilit. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb t\u00eb shtohej afshi p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur n\u00eb mal me bag\u00ebtin\u00eb, t`i p\u00ebrjetosh tufat e drit\u00ebs ngjyra-ngjyra nga p\u00ebrvidhen mes deg\u00ebsh e gemash. E nisa bag\u00ebtin\u00eb nd\u00ebrsa ende b\u00ebnin gjum\u00eb fqinj\u00ebt. N\u00ebna m\u00eb dha ca buk\u00eb e djath\u00eb e nd\u00ebrrova hapat p\u00ebr te Kroi i Kish\u00ebs. P\u00ebr t\u00eb arritur duhej ecur p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb Rrahut t\u00eb Kalanicave, t\u00eb cilat kaq her\u00ebt mbusheshin me ritmet e t\u00eb r\u00ebnat e forta t\u00eb Ram\u00eb Hasanit n\u00eb thell\u00ebsi t\u00eb tok\u00ebs, p\u00ebr t\u00eb nxjerr\u00eb gur\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt kishin form\u00eb t\u00eb kalanicave, p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb dhe e kishte marr\u00eb emrin e t\u00ebr\u00eb kodra. Te Puset e Halimit, me tuf\u00ebn e vet, m`u bashkua dhe nj\u00eb baresh\u00eb. Ecnim af\u00ebr me t\u00eb, n\u00eb heshtje. Nuk flisnim e brenda vetes ndieja nj\u00eb k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme.<\/p>\n
– E kujt je ti, – mora forc\u00eb t`i thosha.
\n– E V\u00ebrshefc\u00ebve, – foli pa m\u00eb shikuar. Ec\u00ebm udh\u00eb e udh\u00eb kodr\u00ebs s\u00eb Kalanicave pa folur asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Ajo her\u00eb \u2013 her\u00eb tin\u00ebz m\u00eb shikonte, si\u00e7 b\u00ebja dhe un\u00eb.
\n– Pse m\u00eb shikon, – fola n\u00eb vete. \u2013 Ndoshta nuk e kam lar\u00eb mir\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn, apo di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n
M\u00eb shikoi prap\u00eb e un\u00eb p\u00ebrjetova p\u00ebr t\u00eb dyt\u00ebn her\u00eb drit\u00ebn e m\u00ebngjesit.
\n– Qenke vajz\u00eb e bukur, – ia b\u00ebra e m\u00eb v\u00ebrshoi nj\u00eb zjarr i brendsh\u00ebm. \u2013 Faqet i ke t\u00eb ngjashme me Moll\u00ebn e Kuqe!<\/p>\n
Ajo uli kok\u00ebn. E heshtur. I thirri bag\u00ebtis\u00eb e pak-pak eci mes tyre. Mbeta p\u00ebr ca koh\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb hamendje t\u00eb madhe. \u00c7far\u00eb t\u00eb keqe b\u00ebra. E shikova nga prapa tek ecte me bag\u00ebtin\u00eb dhe hetova nj\u00eb bukuri t\u00eb rrall\u00eb te ajo. E zbrita bag\u00ebtin\u00eb time \u2013 delet e buallicat, te Kroi i Kish\u00ebs. E pastaj eca ngadal\u00eb, t\u00eb afrohem te mixha Ahmet. Ai e kishte mb\u00ebshtjell\u00eb duhanin ka\u00e7ak e m\u00eb priste. E qiti eshk\u00ebn n\u00eb strall dhe shkrepi disa her\u00eb me uror. Eshk\u00ebn e ndezur e ngjiti p\u00ebr duhanin e p\u00ebshtjellur dhe e t\u00ebrhoq tymin nga duhani.<\/p>\n
Dol\u00ebn e ik\u00ebn jasht\u00eb goj\u00ebs s\u00eb tij fjollat e para t\u00eb duhanit. Mua m\u00eb p\u00eblqente p\u00ebr \u00e7udi era e duhanit dhe e eshk\u00ebs. I kisha treguar p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb e ai m\u00eb priste t`i afrohem p\u00ebr ta ndezur duhanin me eshk\u00eb.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb u vonove, – m\u00eb shikoi, duke e v\u00ebn\u00eb eshk\u00ebn n\u00eb strall dhe pastaj i ra gurit tri apo kat\u00ebr her\u00eb me uror.
\n– Jo, asgj\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebra e mendja m\u00eb iku te ajo vajza, q\u00eb m`i la fjal\u00ebt n\u00eb gjysm\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Kroi pran\u00eb nesh pikonte pik\u00eb-pik\u00eb, n\u00ebn nj\u00eb gur me nj\u00eb sip\u00ebrfaqe te madhe, rr\u00ebz\u00eb Kodr\u00ebs. Kjo b\u00ebnte uji t\u00eb rridhte gjithnj\u00eb me nj\u00eb ftoht\u00ebsi t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00eb, ver\u00eb e dim\u00ebr. Ika, piva uj\u00eb n\u00eb krua dhe q\u00ebndrova pak larg mixh\u00ebs Ahmet. Mendja gjithnj\u00eb m\u00eb rrinte te ajo vajza, t\u00eb cil\u00ebs faqet i ngjanin n\u00eb Moll\u00ebn e Kuqe, prej nga para arm\u00ebs serbe ishin t\u00ebrhequr t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit e mi koh\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. Qe kjo nj\u00eb dit\u00eb e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb me ato paraprake, me t\u00eb vetmin ndryshim, nd\u00ebrrimin e disa fjal\u00ebve mes meje e asaj vajz\u00ebs, te e cila m\u00eb rrinte mendja e m\u00eb trokiste zemra. \u00c7far\u00eb ndodhte me mua kaq papritur dhe n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb befasishme.<\/p>\n
– \u00c7far\u00eb ke, pse ik nga un\u00eb, – m\u00eb tha me z\u00eb nga larg mixha Ahmet.
\n– Jo, asgj\u00eb, – ia ktheva e eca t`i afrohesha prap\u00eb. Hetova t\u00eb jet\u00eb zgjatur hija dhe shikova p\u00ebrgjakjen e qiellit mbi Lugun e Moll\u00ebs, mbi gjembishte e n\u00eb Rogat e Verdha. Jo shum\u00eb larg qe brezi kufitar me ata q\u00eb na kishin ndjekur nga trojet tona t\u00eb vjetra e tash vet\u00ebm n\u00eb heshtje i kujtonim.
\n-\u00cbsht\u00eb koha ta nisim ngadal\u00eb bag\u00ebtin\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, – tha mixha Ahmet.
\n-Her\u00ebt \u00ebsht\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebra dhe shikoja pjes\u00eb t\u00eb caktuara t\u00eb Kodr\u00ebs s\u00eb Kish\u00ebs p\u00ebrball\u00eb. Ai mori tar\u00e7ukun, e vuri kalaqaf\u00eb, e i b\u00ebr\u00eb dyfish nisi t\u00eb ecte para bag\u00ebtis\u00eb. E ndoqa prapa nd\u00ebrsa ngjitej Kodr\u00ebs s\u00eb Kalanicave e prisja ta shihja at\u00eb vajz\u00ebn e m\u00ebngjesit.<\/p>\n
– Ti mos u vono shum\u00eb, – ktheu kok\u00ebn e m\u00eb tha nga larg.
\n\u2013 Kupton.
\n– Po, po… Mos u merakos, – iku z\u00ebri im n\u00eb aj\u00ebr.<\/p>\n
Binte muzgu. Me nj\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb t\u00eb kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb prekte her\u00eb \u2013her\u00eb rreth udh\u00ebs nga ecja me bag\u00ebtin\u00eb. Papritur, para meje u shfaq\u00ebn dy silueta t\u00eb familjes s\u00eb V\u00ebrshefc\u00ebve. Ndjeva nj\u00eb dridhje t\u00eb thell\u00eb n\u00eb vete. Pse, \u00e7far\u00eb k\u00ebrkojn\u00eb ata n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb koh\u00eb k\u00ebtu. Ndoshta do t`u ket\u00eb folur ajo vajza p\u00ebr fjal\u00ebt e th\u00ebna n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes. M\u00eb kaploi dridhje e thell\u00eb. Te nj\u00eb shkurre, ndala frym\u00ebn e gjysm\u00eb i humbur do t\u00eb gjendem i shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb tok\u00eb. Ata kaluan nd\u00ebrsa mua ai shtr\u00ebngim i papritur nuk m\u00eb lironte fare. Kaloi koh\u00eb e gjat\u00eb nga merrja frym\u00eb rrall\u00eb dhe me gjysm\u00eb mushk\u00ebrie. Mos ata m\u00eb k\u00ebrkonim mua, t\u00eb k\u00ebrkonin t\u00eb mos e g\u00ebrgisja ndonj\u00eb her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr vajz\u00ebn.<\/p>\n
I mbylla syt\u00eb, t\u00eb mos i shikoja nga m\u00eb shfaqeshin para, t\u00eb mllefosur… Ata ik\u00ebn, kaluan pran\u00eb meje pa iu b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebrshtypje fare, nd\u00ebrsa mua symbyllur n\u00eb krijohej spekt\u00ebr ngjyrash t\u00eb kuq\u00ebrremta. Pak nga pak, m\u00eb kishte mashtruar gjumi. Ecja nj\u00eb fushe me asfodela e ajo vasha m\u00eb vinte p\u00ebrkrah. Buz\u00ebqeshte. P\u00ebrnj\u00ebher\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb pamje t\u00eb bukur, t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb e prishi nj\u00eb tis i err\u00ebt, m\u00eb doli para nj\u00eb gjarp\u00ebr i madh e ia plasa vajit. Lot\u00ebt m\u00eb rridhnin krua nga syt\u00eb. D\u00ebnesja e piskatja…Tashm\u00eb qe nat\u00eb. Bag\u00ebtia kishte ikur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi e un\u00eb \u2013 i vet\u00ebm, n\u00eb mes t\u00eb malit. Ia plasa prap\u00eb vajit, i mbytur n\u00eb frik\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Qava e qava e qava. Kot.
\nThirra e thirra e thirra. Kot.
\nVet\u00ebm z\u00ebri im dhe gjethet e malit l\u00ebviznin. Heshtjen nuk e thyente askush. Mendoja, m\u00eb afrohej ndokush, me thik\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjakur n\u00eb dor\u00eb, m\u00eb sulmonte e nuk gjeje m\u00ebnyr\u00eb p\u00ebr t`u mbrojtur. Thirra dhe nisa t\u00eb qaja p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. At\u00ebher\u00eb, p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, d\u00ebgjova t\u00eb vinte dikush. Ndoshta afrohej vras\u00ebsi, mendoja.<\/p>\n
E d\u00ebgjova prap\u00eb nga ecte, pa folur. Shkelte gjithnj\u00eb nga un\u00eb. Ia ndieja frym\u00ebn nga afrohej. \u2013 Kush je ti, – i thirra me lot nd\u00ebr faqe. Ai qeshi. E d\u00ebgjova t\u00eb qeshte e m\u00eb pastaj m\u00eb tha.<\/p>\n
\u2013 Isaku jam, Dre`. Nuk ke pse frik\u00ebsohesh. M\u00eb erdhi fare af\u00ebr e m`i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheli flok\u00ebt. \u2013 Un\u00eb kthehesha n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi e t\u00eb d\u00ebgjova nga qaje n\u00eb d\u00ebnesje. Pse je frik\u00ebsuar? Pse nuk ka ikur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi? Mali \u00ebsht\u00eb i rreziksh\u00ebm dhe flasin se \u00e7do mbr\u00ebmje nga P\u00ebrroi i Zi del nj\u00eb burr\u00eb me xhemper t\u00eb zi e thik\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb. E sulmon secilin q\u00eb frik\u00ebsohet.<\/p>\n
Isaku e kishte sht\u00ebpin\u00eb thell\u00eb n\u00eb pyll. N\u00eb Repaj\u00eb. Qe n\u00eb kthim nga qyteti p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe papritur do t\u00eb m\u00eb ket\u00eb d\u00ebgjuar nga qaja. Pa frik\u00eb qe afruar dhe tash q\u00ebndron para meje. E shikoja. E njihja mir\u00eb. E prap\u00eb dridhesha. Frika m\u00eb kishte hyr\u00eb n\u00eb palc\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– M\u00eb ka kotur gjumi pak para per\u00ebndimit t\u00eb diellit. Bag\u00ebtia kan\u00eb ikur dhe nga sht\u00ebpia ime askush nuk ka t\u00eb vij\u00eb e t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb. Babai… \u2013 flisja, – punon n\u00eb Prishtin\u00eb. N\u00ebna nuk mund t\u00eb dal\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb. Ka f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl…<\/p>\n
– Pse m`i thua k\u00ebto. M\u00eb jan\u00eb t\u00eb qarta t\u00eb gjitha, – foli ai. \u2013 Ec t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb te sht\u00ebpia ime!<\/p>\n
– Jo, dua t\u00eb m\u00eb kthesh n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. N\u00ebna \u00ebsht\u00eb merakosur shum\u00eb p\u00ebr mua!
\n– Ashtu \u00ebsht\u00eb, – tha. E theu udh\u00ebn e m\u00eb nisi p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Ai m\u00eb njihte mir\u00eb. Kaq her\u00eb m\u00eb kishte d\u00ebrguar deri n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb dimrit nd\u00ebrsa f\u00ebrf\u00ebllizat e kishin humbur udh\u00ebn e ai, m\u00eb i madh se un\u00eb, m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqte nga \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo. Ma kthente kapel\u00ebn e futur n\u00eb kok\u00eb prapa dhe vet\u00ebm nga m\u00eb printe ai mund t\u00eb ecja. N\u00eb asnj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Ecja t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht i udh\u00ebhequr nga ai. N\u00ebna e uronte p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
– Ja, – tha. \u2013 E sheh drit\u00ebn n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb sate. T\u00eb presin, – m\u00eb la af\u00ebr sht\u00ebpis\u00eb e vet\u00eb iku, me nj\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshje t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb. Un\u00eb e ndjeva lirimin e brendsh\u00ebm nga e shikoja t\u00eb largohej n\u00eb nat\u00eb, pa frik\u00eb.
\n– Pse ik, – ia b\u00ebra. \u2013 Pse nuk rri!
\n– M\u00eb presin n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe mua! \u2013 tha e iku.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nexhat Halimi Qielli qe i tr\u00ebndafilt\u00eb mbi Dumnic\u00eb. R\u00ebndom dita zgjohej e k\u00ebtill\u00eb, mes flak\u00ebs e tr\u00ebndafilit. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb t\u00eb shtohej afshi p\u00ebr t\u00eb ikur n\u00eb mal me bag\u00ebtin\u00eb, t`i p\u00ebrjetosh tufat e drit\u00ebs ngjyra-ngjyra nga p\u00ebrvidhen mes deg\u00ebsh e gemash. E nisa bag\u00ebtin\u00eb nd\u00ebrsa ende b\u00ebnin gjum\u00eb fqinj\u00ebt. N\u00ebna m\u00eb dha ca buk\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":40303,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-50924","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-letersi","category-tregime"],"yoast_head":"\n