{"id":50981,"date":"2020-02-13T18:25:06","date_gmt":"2020-02-13T17:25:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fjala.info\/?p=50981"},"modified":"2020-02-13T18:25:24","modified_gmt":"2020-02-13T17:25:24","slug":"gjuha-e-flakes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jehonashqiptare.al\/fjala\/gjuha-e-flakes\/","title":{"rendered":"Gjuha e flak\u00ebs"},"content":{"rendered":"

Fatmire Duraku<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Insert nga romani \u201cOra me qostek\u00eb\u201d)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Tashm\u00eb agu kishte prekur qiellin, diku-diku i kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb, diku-diku ende i murrm\u00eb. Qielli sa vinte e merrte ngjyr\u00eb gjaku, ngjyr\u00eb flake. Nj\u00ebmend, nuk vonoi dhe qe pik\u00ebrisht ashtu. Papritur shp\u00ebrtheu nj\u00eb predh\u00eb, pastaj nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr e nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Minarja e xhamis\u00eb nuk shihej m\u00eb. Qiellin e mbulonin gjuh\u00eb t\u00eb flak\u00ebs…
\n– Ja, vet\u00ebm dhe pak t\u00eb vonoheshim, do t\u00eb mbesnim aty p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb, – tha Iliri.
\n– Varre, – tha Tringa dhe e v\u00ebrejta nga dridhej.
\n– Ka fat, ka, – tha gruaja e moshuar.
\n– Ka zot, – tha Tringa.
\nUn\u00eb nuk fola. Zot, mendova n\u00eb vete, \u00e7far\u00eb zoti!? Qem\u00eb stepur dhe po e shikonim flak\u00ebn dhe tymin nga ngriheshin lart-lart dhe e l\u00ebpinin qiellin. N\u00eb larg\u00ebsi – ende hetohej kolona e gjat\u00eb me gra, f\u00ebmij\u00eb e t\u00eb moshuar, me traktor\u00eb, me qerre kuajsh, me karro dore… ndiqnin udh\u00ebn, q\u00eb nuk e d\u00ebshironin aspak, por ecnin, ecnin, p\u00ebrkundeshin – t\u00eb thyer, p\u00ebr ta shp\u00ebtuar kok\u00ebn. \u201cVakti e ha kasht\u00ebn\u201d, m\u00eb zgjohej nj\u00eb th\u00ebnie e ngulur n\u00eb mendje kaher\u00eb dhe dasht\u00eb e pa dasht\u00eb m\u00eb shponte shpirtin e trupin, pik\u00ebrisht tash, an\u00eb e p\u00ebrtej. Ende po shikonim t\u00eb nemitur kolon\u00ebn larg, kurse – vet\u00ebm disa hapa larg, ting\u00eblloi nj\u00eb kr\u00ebnde e thyer, pastaj u d\u00ebgjua nj\u00eb shushuritje.
\n– Heshtni, – tha Iliri dhe la dhiaren e hyri ngadal\u00eb, ngjash\u00ebm me hajnin, n\u00eb mal. P\u00ebrgjoi p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb dhe pastaj u kthye. – Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb kush. Mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb trembur ndonj\u00eb kafsh\u00eb pylli, asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. – Ecim, – tha pastaj.
\n– Ecim, – ia b\u00ebra.
\n– Babai yt, – m\u00eb pa Iliri, – m\u00eb rr\u00ebfeu p\u00ebr daljen nga kolona q\u00eb kishte m\u00ebsyr\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri. \u00cbsht\u00eb k\u00ebshtu, apo jo?
\n– Po, – fola t\u00eb vog\u00ebl.
\n– Pse e b\u00ebt\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb?
\n– Qem\u00eb t\u00eb rraskapitura, – nd\u00ebrhyri Tringa.
\n– T\u00eb mos ndaleshim do t\u00eb vdisnim diku gjat\u00eb rrug\u00ebs, – tha gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb.
\n– Ka k\u00ebtu edhe di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr, – ia b\u00ebra. \u2013 Ishte e pamundshme t\u00eb ecje tutje nga dhembja.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb dhembje?
\n– Nuk mund t\u00eb ikje, nd\u00ebrsa nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb jotja mbetej k\u00ebtu. Aty e kam kuptuar qart\u00eb sa e pamundshme \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb ndahet shpirti prej trupit.
\n– Ama, – m\u00eb pa ai. – Trup dhe shpirt yt, nj\u00ebjt\u00eb si\u00e7 \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe imi, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm Kosova. \u00cbsht\u00eb dhe Shqip\u00ebria, \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe Toplica, \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe \u00c7am\u00ebria, \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe Ilirida. E gjith\u00eb gjeografia e Iliris\u00eb!
\n– Po, ashtu \u00ebsht\u00eb. Ve\u00e7se, mish t\u00eb ngjitur p\u00ebr thua e ndieja para \u00e7do pjese tjet\u00ebr – Kosov\u00ebn, sht\u00ebpin\u00eb, dheun n\u00eb t\u00eb cilin fle n\u00ebna ime… \u2013 m\u00eb rrodh\u00ebn lot.
\n– E kuptoj, e kuptoj, – tha Iliri dhe hetova t`i vinte keq pse biseda arriti deri aty ku edhe do t\u00eb mbyllej t\u00ebr\u00eb dhembje e lot.
\nEc\u00ebm p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb n\u00eb heshtje. Asgj\u00eb nuk d\u00ebgjohej, vet\u00ebm aty apo k\u00ebtu ndonj\u00eb cic\u00ebrim\u00eb zogu apo shushuritje gjethesh. Te nj\u00eb b\u00ebrryl i udh\u00ebs malore-gurore, nga tashm\u00eb po futeshim thell\u00eb n\u00eb mes drur\u00ebsh t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr, d\u00ebgjuam p\u00ebrs\u00ebri nj\u00eb thyerje kr\u00ebndesh, hapa nga binin mbi gjethe t\u00eb thara dhe shushurim\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb theksuar deg\u00ebsh.
\n– Dikush \u00ebsht\u00eb aty, – tha Tringa me nj\u00eb zbeht\u00ebsi dhe frik\u00eb t\u00eb theksuar n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb.
\n– Jo, – ia b\u00ebra dhe desha t\u00eb ecja pa e zgjatur.
\n– \u00cbsht\u00eb…
\n– Po, \u00ebsht\u00eb… \u2013 pohoi gruaja e moshuar.
\n-T\u00eb shohim, – tha Iliri dhe k\u00ebrceu e hyri n\u00eb mal. Ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb. Pastaj ngadal\u00eb gjeti hap\u00ebsir\u00eb t\u00eb shtrihej duke qen\u00eb i mbrojtur po t\u00eb shtinte ndokush n\u00eb t\u00eb nga thell\u00ebsia e pyllit. Q\u00ebndroi i heshtur p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb me pushk\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb, t\u00eb gatshme p\u00ebr zjarr.
\n– Mos shtini, mos shtini… \u2013 erdhi nj\u00eb z\u00eb nga brendia e pyllit.
\n– Kush jeni ju? \u2013 tha Iliri.
\n– Mos keni frik\u00eb aspak, – ra prap\u00eb z\u00ebri.
\n– Kush jeni… \u2013 e tha prap\u00eb Iliri.
\n– Jemi dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb, pa arm\u00eb, pa asgj\u00eb…
\n– Pse nuk shfaqeni?
\n– Kemi frik\u00eb.
\n– Mos keni frik\u00eb… dilni.
\nGjethet prap\u00eb u d\u00ebgjuan n\u00ebn k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e tyre, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt t\u00eb zverdhur, dol\u00ebn nga strehimi i tyre.
\n– Jeni t\u00eb U\u00c7K-s\u00eb, – fol\u00ebn nga po afroheshin.
\n– Po, e ju? Ju… kush jeni, \u00e7`b\u00ebni k\u00ebtu? \u2013 hyri mes tyre Iliri e ua p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheli flok\u00ebt e ngat\u00ebrruar. – \u00c7`b\u00ebni k\u00ebtu ju, – i pyeti prap\u00eb Iliri dhe i shikoi ngroht\u00eb.
\n– Asgj\u00eb… – tha i pari.
\n– Ik\u00ebm, t\u00eb shp\u00ebtojm\u00eb kok\u00ebn, – foli i dyti.
\n– Si ashtu, vet\u00ebm!?
\n– \u00c7`t\u00eb b\u00ebnim tjet\u00ebr? Ata na u fut\u00ebn n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ia lidh\u00ebn gjyshit duart prapa shpine dhe ia vun\u00eb litarin rreth fytit…
\n– Qenkeni frik\u00ebsuar, – foli Tringa.
\n– A nuk sheh ti… \u2013 e shikoi i pari. \u2013 Nuk jemi frik\u00ebsuar, kemi vdekur…
\n-Po, po… po shoh. Qet\u00ebsohuni pak e na tregoni m\u00eb af\u00ebr pastaj, – tha Tringa. \u2013 E si guxonit t\u00eb rrinit k\u00ebtu?
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb tjet\u00ebr do t\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebnim? \u2013 than\u00eb me nj\u00eb z\u00eb.
\n– Sa kuptova un\u00eb, gjyshin e keni t\u00eb lidhur duarsh dhe me litar rreth fyti, – i pa Iliri me dhembshuri.
\n– Ndoshta tash l\u00ebkundet n\u00eb litar, – nd\u00ebrhyri i pari.
\n– Do ta ken\u00eb mbytur, sigurisht, – i ndrit\u00ebn lot t\u00eb dytit.
\n– Mos e mendoni t\u00eb keqen. Mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb mos ket\u00eb ndodhur ajo q\u00eb e thoni… \u2013 i shikoi gruaja e moshuar.
\nAta hesht\u00ebn. Asnj\u00ebri nuk ngrehu kok\u00eb t\u00eb na shikonte. Humb\u00ebn n\u00eb lot. N\u00eb fytyrat e tyre vizatohej nj\u00eb hije e r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Asnj\u00ebri as tjetri nuk e kishin t\u00eb qart\u00eb \u00e7`b\u00ebnin. Dridheshin. Donin t\u00eb thoshin edhe di\u00e7ka, por kot. Nuk ia dilnin. Frika i kishte pushtuar dhe e kishin t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir t\u00eb liroheshin.
\n– Ngadal\u00eb… merrni frym\u00eb, – i pa Iliri, – pastaj shohim e b\u00ebjm\u00eb.
\n– A mund t\u00eb vini deri te sht\u00ebpia, ku e mbajn\u00eb gjyshin… – tha i pari.
\n– Ndoshta ende s`e kan\u00eb varur, – shtoi i dyti.
\n– Sa vet\u00eb jan\u00eb. Un\u00eb jam nj\u00eb, me nj\u00eb pushk\u00eb…
\n– Jo, – foli i pari, – s`je vet\u00ebm.
\n– \u00c7`do t\u00eb thot\u00eb kjo?
\n– N\u00eb af\u00ebrsi t\u00eb stall\u00ebs, \u00ebsht\u00eb arma e fshehur e gjyshit. Ai m\u00eb ka m\u00ebsuar ta p\u00ebrdor\u00eb… \u201cM\u00ebsoje si p\u00ebrdoret, – thoshte. \u2013 Ndoshta na hyn n\u00eb pun\u00eb…\u201d
\n– Kaq i vog\u00ebl… e p\u00ebrdor\u00eb arm\u00ebn? \u2013 e shikoi gruaja e moshuar.
\n– E kapi cakun \u00e7do her\u00eb, – tha.
\n– E … \u2013 nd\u00ebrhyri i dyti. \u2013 Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb aq i vog\u00ebl, si thua ti. Sa i ka b\u00ebr\u00eb 17-t\u00eb vjet.
\n– Oh, qenka e mundur k\u00ebshtu mir\u00eb t`ia shkrepje, – e shikoi me ngroht\u00ebsi motra e vog\u00ebl.
\nAi ktheu kok\u00ebn nga Iliri.
\n– Fol, \u00e7` mendon, – i tha.
\n– Sa vet\u00eb jan\u00eb.
\n– Tre… nj\u00eb serb e dy rom\u00eb, – u p\u00ebrgjigj i pari dhe mori t\u00eb rr\u00ebfente t\u00ebr\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb e kishin p\u00ebrjetuar. \u201cMos flisni fjal\u00eb, vet\u00ebm provoni t\u00eb ikni nga k\u00ebtu, – p\u00ebshp\u00ebriti gjyshi dhe e hapi kapakun n\u00eb dysheme, q\u00eb p\u00ebrmes shkall\u00ebsh t\u00eb zbrisnim n\u00eb bodrum, i cili me nj\u00eb tunel jo t\u00eb gjat\u00eb lidhej me stall\u00ebn…
\n– E pastaj, \u00e7`ndodhi? \u2013 zgurdullova syt\u00eb un\u00eb.
\n– Ne ia dol\u00ebm t\u00eb zbrisnim shkall\u00ebt deri n\u00eb bodrum, pastaj nga aty ik\u00ebm n\u00eb stall\u00eb…
\n– E gjyshi?
\n– D\u00ebgjuam vet\u00ebm rrap\u00ebllim\u00ebn e kapakut q\u00eb ra n\u00eb vendin e vet, n\u00eb dysheme… Gjyshi ia doli t\u00eb \u00e7el udh\u00eb t\u00eb iknim, ama vet\u00eb mbeti n\u00eb dhom\u00eb, n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi…
\n– E d\u00ebgjuam hapjen e der\u00ebs s\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe futjen e tre vete brenda.
\n– Qe nat\u00eb, vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr drit\u00eb t\u00eb llamb\u00ebs dallonim hijet nga l\u00ebviznin, – qante i dyti. – V\u00ebrejt\u00ebm gjyshin nga \u00e7mb\u00ebrthen qostekun e ua jep or\u00ebn e xhepit. As un\u00eb e as ky, – pa ai nga v\u00ebllai m\u00eb i madh, – nuk m\u00ebsuam deri n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhte, nga kush qem\u00eb rrethuar dhe kush e mbante gjyshin t\u00eb lidhur duarsh, me litar rreth fyti.
\n– K\u00ebrkonin di\u00e7ka nga ai, flisnin me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb. Ia ofronin thik\u00ebn her\u00eb n\u00eb fyt, her\u00eb mbi zem\u00ebr… – tha i pari.
\n-Kah t`ia mbajm\u00eb… duhet b\u00ebr\u00eb di\u00e7ka? \u2013 foli i dyti, pas nj\u00eb heshtje t\u00eb mundimshme dhe tep\u00ebr t\u00eb padurueshme, t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb.
\n– \u00c7ka mund t\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb!?
\n– Ta marrim arm\u00ebn e gjyshit e t\u00eb provojm\u00eb…
\n– \u00c7ka \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo, t\u00eb provojm\u00eb,- ia b\u00ebra prap\u00eb.
\n– T\u00eb provojm\u00eb, t`i dalim krah, ta shp\u00ebtojm\u00eb, – tha i dyti.
\n– Jemi krejt vet\u00ebm… sall mund ta rrezikojm\u00eb edhe m\u00eb shum\u00eb jet\u00ebn e gjyshit, – tha i pari.
\n– Ashtu \u00ebsht\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebra, pastaj dol\u00ebm nga stalla dhe ec\u00ebm pyllit.
\n– Duhet t`ia b\u00ebjm\u00eb disi, – tha v\u00ebllai i madh, sapo dol\u00ebm n\u00eb udh\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebs nuk vonoi dhe d\u00ebgjuam z\u00ebra dhe hapa. Qen\u00eb z\u00ebrat dhe hapat tuaj. Ik\u00ebm dhe u fsheh\u00ebm prap\u00eb n\u00eb pyll, t\u00eb shikojm\u00eb kush kalon.
\n– Ja … e t\u00ebra kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb… \u2013 e shikoi Ilirin ai q\u00eb fliste dhe priti \u00e7` do t`i p\u00ebrgjigjet.\u201d
\n– E \u00e7far\u00eb duhet b\u00ebr\u00eb tash, – fola
\n– M\u00eb mir\u00eb do t\u00eb jet\u00eb ta themi shkurt – \u00e7far\u00eb k\u00ebrkoni ju, – tha Tringa.
\n– A nuk e kuptoni ende… \u2013 shikoi me habi i pari.
\n– Mir\u00eb, – tha Iliri. – Do t`i afrohemi sht\u00ebpis\u00eb ngadal\u00eb – ju t\u00eb dy dhe un\u00eb, e pastaj, sipas gjendjes, do t\u00eb veprojm\u00eb…
\n– E ne, \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb, – nd\u00ebrpreva fjal\u00ebt e tyre.
\nIliri m\u00eb shikoi. Ngriti vetull\u00ebn e majt\u00eb dhe shp\u00ebrthekoi pull\u00ebn n\u00ebn fyt. Ndiente zagushi. Me dor\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb ma la n\u00eb dor\u00eb valixhen time q\u00eb e barte e s` foli.
\n– E ne, \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb, – e p\u00ebrs\u00ebrita dhe i ngulita syt\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e tij t\u00eb baltosura. Palltoja e gjat\u00eb i vinte deri mbi gjunj\u00eb. Dukej shum\u00eb i bukur, i gjat\u00eb e i holl\u00eb, me uniform\u00ebn e U\u00c7K-s\u00eb q\u00eb i shihej n\u00ebn pallton e mb\u00ebrthyer. M\u00eb shikoi i heshtur e eci me dy djemt\u00eb e frik\u00ebsuar p\u00ebr brez t\u00eb pyllit. Ca m\u00eb von\u00eb, ktheu kok\u00ebn edhe nj\u00ebher\u00eb drejt meje, gruas s\u00eb moshuar dhe Tring\u00ebs, sikur deshi t\u00eb thoshte di\u00e7ka, apo e ndjeu papritur frik\u00ebn q\u00eb mbeti me ne. Ndoshta frik\u00ebn se mund t\u00eb mos shiheshim m\u00eb.
\n– Ikni nga udha e strehohuni diku n\u00eb pyll, – tha pastaj me nj\u00eb z\u00eb q\u00eb i dridhej. – Do t\u00eb kthehemi p\u00ebr ju, gjithsesi.
\n– Ndoshta, – ia b\u00ebra e shqet\u00ebsuar.
\n– Mallkuar qofshin ata q\u00eb pin\u00eb gjakun ton\u00eb, q\u00eb djegin tok\u00ebn ton\u00eb, – tha gruaja e moshuar dhe i shikoi t\u00eb tret\u00eb nga humb\u00ebn n\u00eb brend\u00ebsi t\u00eb pyllit. Heshti pastaj pak dhe prap\u00eb, me lot n\u00eb sy, m\u00eb pa. – Na d\u00ebbojn\u00eb edhe nga k\u00ebtu… si\u00e7 b\u00ebn\u00eb her\u00eb e her\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. Po ku n\u00eb djall t\u00eb ikim? K\u00ebtu kemi varret, krojet e udh\u00ebt… Nuk mund t\u00eb vdes diku tjet\u00ebr, kurr\u00eb. Nuk m\u00eb ka qet\u00ebsi trupi n\u00eb tjet\u00ebr dhe, – tha ajo e eci ca, mb\u00ebshteti krahun p\u00ebr trungun e nj\u00eb lisi t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr dhe qau me z\u00eb. Fytyra e saj e pikturuar nga rrudhat e shumta dhe e lar\u00eb nga lot\u00ebt ndriste p\u00ebraf\u00ebrsisht si e nj\u00eb t\u00eb vdekuri; me plot shenja t\u00eb vuajtjes e t\u00eb dhembjes, q\u00eb i kishte p\u00ebrjetuar n\u00eb jet\u00eb. Buz\u00ebt e mavijosur i dridheshin pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb. Qante dhe shfaqte shqet\u00ebsim t\u00eb thell\u00eb.
\n– T\u00eb ecim nga ik\u00ebn ata, – fola dhe e mora p\u00ebr krahu gruan e moshuar. Ajo m\u00eb pa e humbur t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht. \u00c7far\u00eb iu zgjua n\u00eb zem\u00ebr, \u00e7`humbje p\u00ebrkujtonte, nd\u00ebrsa qante, heshte dhe ecte pyllit. K\u00ebshtu, fare n\u00eb heshtje mor\u00ebm t\u00eb ecnim pyllit, t\u00eb rreshtuara si n\u00eb nj\u00ebsh kolon\u00eb. N\u00eb t\u00eb dy an\u00ebt \u2013 t\u00eb mbytur n\u00eb heshtjen e vet t\u00eb thell\u00eb, q\u00ebndronin lisa t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr. Ecnim n\u00ebn mbik\u00ebqyrjen e tyre k\u00ebshtu, pa pasur mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb iknim askund, sado q\u00eb t\u00eb donim t\u00eb merrnim bot\u00ebn n\u00eb sy, t\u00eb iknim e t\u00eb mos shiheshim m\u00eb dot. Shkelnim mbi gjethet t\u00eb thara, me shushurim\u00eb, pa ndjenj\u00eb dhe drit\u00eb, q\u00eb prisnim t`i prek fytyrat dhe shpirtin. Ndiem ngarkes\u00eb t\u00eb madhe n\u00eb vete. Sa nuk shp\u00ebrthenim. Shikonim me mllef, t\u00eb heshtura, nd\u00ebrsa brenda vetes digjeshim flak\u00eb. Ende nuk dihej kah na d\u00ebrgonin syt\u00eb e k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e r\u00ebnduara.
\n– Do t\u00eb arrijm\u00eb para atyre t\u00eb treve te sht\u00ebpia e plakut, – tha gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb. – Ta ngadal\u00ebsojm\u00eb pak hapin.
\n– Mir\u00eb do t\u00eb ishte, – ia b\u00ebra.
\n– Jo, ecni… – tha Tringa, nd\u00ebrsa m\u00eb p\u00ebrftohej gjithnj\u00eb hija e Ilirit nga ecte para nesh, sado q\u00eb tashm\u00eb ai nuk shihej dot. Ai ecte, ecte, i mbushur frym\u00eb e pastaj ne- t\u00eb tria, fare t\u00eb humbura. Gjithnj\u00eb me ngarkes\u00ebn n\u00eb kok\u00eb \u2013 ku kemi m\u00ebsyr\u00eb, ku do t\u00eb arrijm\u00eb? Apo, pse nuk presim aty, ku na porositi ai para se t\u00eb ikte.
\n– Ndoshta \u00ebsht\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb ndalemi ca.
\n– Pse?
\n– Na ran\u00eb cop\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebt… T\u00eb marrim pak frym\u00eb.
\nT\u00eb ndara nga \u00e7do gj\u00eb q\u00eb e p\u00ebrb\u00ebn bot\u00ebn, t\u00eb shk\u00ebputura nga qielli, udh\u00ebt e vetvetja, vendos\u00ebm t\u00eb ndalemi, t\u00eb presim derisa t\u00eb bjer\u00eb terri. Nuk vonoi dhe vendimi q\u00eb mor\u00ebm na ndau t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht.
\n– Nuk b\u00ebn t\u00eb presim k\u00ebtu. Pyll \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe nata mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb me rrezik.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb rreziku, – ia b\u00ebra.
\n– Mund t\u00eb na cop\u00ebtoj\u00eb ndonj\u00eb bish\u00eb…
\n– Ti nuk e ke me gjith\u00eb mend. Apo jo, – e shikova motr\u00ebn e vog\u00ebl.
\n– Ata tashm\u00eb mund t\u00eb jen\u00eb larg, – futi gishtat n\u00eb goj\u00eb e frik\u00ebsuar gruaja e moshuar.
\n– M\u00eb mir\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb ecim, – tha motra e vog\u00ebl.
\n– Nga t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb? – i shikova.
\n– Andej nga shkuan ata t\u00eb tre, – tha gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb.
\n– Jo, – nd\u00ebrrova mendje, – t\u00eb presim k\u00ebtu.
\n– K\u00eb t\u00eb presim, – tha Tringa.
\n– Iliri kthehet, – fola e bindur.
\n– Kurr\u00eb, – tha gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb.
\n– Jo, vjen Iliri. Vjen…
\n– Nuk vjen.
\n– Vjen…
\n– Nuk vjen!
\n– Vjen!…
\nK\u00ebshtu, pik\u00ebrisht aty ku duhej t\u00eb ishim t\u00eb nj\u00eb mendimi, aty dhe u ndam\u00eb…
\n– Ti b\u00ebja si t\u00eb duash, un\u00eb do t\u00eb ik, – tha gruaja e moshuar, e mori valixhen e vet n\u00eb dor\u00eb e mori t\u00eb ecte pa cak..
\n– As un\u00eb nuk pres k\u00ebtu p\u00ebr asnj\u00eb \u00e7ast, – tha Tringa, e cila m\u00ebsyu t\u00eb kthehej te udha, prej nga ik\u00ebm dhe u fut\u00ebm n\u00eb pyll disa or\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. I shikova goj\u00ebhapur, me mosbesim dhe befasi t\u00eb theksuar.
\n– Po, – ia b\u00ebra, – kemi gjak t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00eb dhe asnj\u00ebra nuk e duron gjakun e tjetrit. Vet\u00ebm si\u00e7 i teket. Ikni. Do t\u00eb ik dhe un\u00eb…
\nK\u00ebshtu, nd\u00ebrmjet frik\u00ebs dhe nj\u00eb vendimi t\u00eb pashpjeguar, ia kthyem shpin\u00ebn nj\u00ebra-tjetr\u00ebn e ec\u00ebm, pa qen\u00eb t\u00eb vet\u00ebdijshme \u00e7far\u00eb budallall\u00ebku b\u00ebnim. Krejt nga kryene\u00e7\u00ebsia. Secila mor\u00ebm udh\u00eb \u2013 vet\u00ebm, andej nga i thoshte mendja. Mor\u00ebm t\u00eb ecnim plot hidh\u00ebrim, pa kthyer kok\u00ebn as t\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeteshim me nj\u00ebra tjetr\u00ebn. P\u00ebr fat, pa u larguar shum\u00eb nga nj\u00ebra-tjetra, ua b\u00ebra me dor\u00eb t\u00eb ktheheshin. M\u00eb shikonin e nuk reagonin. Prap\u00eb ua b\u00ebra me dor\u00eb. Ashtu, si nj\u00ebra dhe tjetra, k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb pritur e mor\u00ebn me frik\u00eb. M\u00ebsyn\u00eb nga un\u00eb vet\u00ebtimthi.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb ndodhi, – ma b\u00ebri gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb nga afrohej.
\n– Ndodhi di\u00e7ka, – m\u00eb pa e habitur motra e vog\u00ebl.
\n– Nuk keni pse merakoseni, jo, – ua b\u00ebri. – Ja, shikoni… – b\u00ebra me dor\u00eb, – nuk jemi larg nga atje, ku duhet t\u00eb arrijm\u00eb.
\n– Ku?
\n– Te sht\u00ebpia, ku e kan\u00eb rob\u00ebruar… apo vrar\u00eb, gjyshin e atyre dy djelmoshave t\u00eb bukur, – i shikova e qesha me ngash\u00ebrim. Un\u00eb, tashm\u00eb, jo larg nesh v\u00ebreja nj\u00eb dru t\u00eb rr\u00ebzuar dhe aty Ilirin, i cili p\u00ebshp\u00ebriste di\u00e7ka t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, her\u00eb me nj\u00ebrin e her\u00eb me tjetrin nga dy djemt\u00eb. Fliste di\u00e7ka q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb kuptohej nga kjo larg\u00ebsi, ku qem\u00eb ndalur dhe shikonim me habi. Ai fliste dhe zgjaste her\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn e her\u00eb tjetr\u00ebn dor\u00eb. U shpjegonte nga t\u00eb zbritshin, nga cila an\u00eb t`i afroheshin sht\u00ebpis\u00eb. Si t\u00eb prisnin shenj\u00eb nga ai, para se t\u00eb sulmonin.
\n– K\u00ebshtu, pra, – e d\u00ebgjova tashm\u00eb Ilirin dhe nj\u00ebri djal\u00eb k\u00ebmbadoras zbriti nga ana e majt\u00eb e stall\u00ebs, nd\u00ebrsa tjetri pak nga pak, me kujdes t\u00eb madh, tashm\u00eb i ishte afruar sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe priste shenj\u00eb nga Iliri, q\u00eb t\u00eb l\u00ebvizte ende p\u00ebrpara apo t\u00eb kthehej. \u00c7\u00ebshtja – me sa kuptoja, ishte si t\u00eb arrinin deri aty, ku ende e mbanin gjyshin e tyre \u2013 m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb karrige, me duar t\u00eb lidhura prapa shpine dhe me litar n\u00ebn fyt. U afrova te druri i rr\u00ebzuar dhe pastaj u shtriva mes aty. Pran\u00eb meje d\u00ebgjova frym\u00ebn e gruas s\u00eb moshuar dhe shtrirjen n\u00eb t\u00eb majt\u00eb t\u00eb Tring\u00ebs.
\n– Pse b\u00ebni k\u00ebshtu… – p\u00ebshp\u00ebriti Iliri e na shikoi i mllefosur. \u2013 Mund t\u00eb na vrasin, – uli kok\u00ebn dhe ofshani. M\u00eb pastaj, ngrehu kok\u00ebn dhe i k\u00ebrkoi me shikim t\u00eb dy djemt\u00eb. E ngriti pak dor\u00ebn dhe ra s\u00ebrish n\u00eb heshtje. E shikoja n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb dhe d\u00ebshiroja t`i thosha di\u00e7ka t\u00eb papritur, t`ia p\u00ebrmendja syt\u00eb dhe drit\u00ebn e tyre t\u00eb pashuar. Natyrisht, as qe koha as vendi q\u00eb do t\u00eb mund ta b\u00ebja nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, nga l\u00ebvizja e ngadalshme e buz\u00ebve t\u00eb mavijosura t\u00eb Ilirit kuptova t`i thoshte tjetrit djal\u00eb t\u00eb dilte nga prapa sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe nga aty t\u00eb futej me kujdes n\u00eb stall\u00eb. Iliri priste me pushk\u00eb t\u00eb gatshme p\u00ebr zjarr. Djali… si\u00e7 do t\u00eb qen\u00eb marr\u00eb vesh m\u00eb par\u00eb- sigurisht, doli m\u00eb pastaj nga stalla, mori t\u00eb mihte bri nj\u00eb lisi, p\u00ebr ta nxjerr\u00eb arm\u00ebn e gjyshit. Nuk vonoi dhe hetova t\u00eb vet\u00ebtinte n\u00eb dor\u00ebn e atij nj\u00eb pushk\u00eb e kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb. Eci me t\u00eb n\u00eb duar p\u00ebrbri murit t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe iu afrua dritares. Djali tjet\u00ebr q\u00ebndronte bri der\u00ebs s\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, me nj\u00eb di\u00e7ka n\u00eb dor\u00eb, q\u00eb nuk ia dilja ta definoja \u00e7far\u00eb ishte ajo. Papritur \u2013 i pari, theu xhamat, q\u00eb pastaj ai dhe Iliri t\u00eb shkrepnin – t\u00eb dy n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb nga pushk\u00ebt. Shkrep\u00ebn prap\u00eb pushk\u00ebt dhe t\u00eb tret\u00eb vet\u00ebtimthi iu afruan der\u00ebs s\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb. N\u00eb drit\u00ebn e zbeht\u00eb t\u00eb dhom\u00ebs hetova hijen e nj\u00eb burri t\u00eb moshuar. Qe gjyshi, i cili paprituri k\u00ebrceu nga karrigia,ku gjat\u00eb koh\u00eb do t\u00eb ket\u00eb q\u00ebndruar me duart t\u00eb lidhura prapa shpine dhe me litar rreth fyti, nd\u00ebrsa \u2013 i shastisur, n\u00eb der\u00eb \u2013 n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb, u pa nj\u00eb burr\u00eb me duart lart. Iu afruan t\u00eb tre dhe t\u00eb p\u00ebrlyer me balt\u00eb trupit e fytyr\u00ebs, e fut\u00ebn brenda.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb ndodhi, – tha e trembur gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, e t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht e shtangur l\u00ebvizi pak, m`u afrua ende.
\n– Mot\u00ebr, mot\u00ebr, Eda… – u d\u00ebgjua t\u00eb th\u00ebrriste Tringa, – \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhi.
\n– Ia dol\u00ebn, – i mora n\u00eb p\u00ebrqafim. \u2013 Ia dol\u00ebn me sukses aksionit dhe e shp\u00ebtuan gjyshin. T\u00eb tria zbrit\u00ebm p\u00ebrbri stall\u00ebs dhe iu afruam sht\u00ebpis\u00eb.
\n– Ilir, – i thirri Tringa. \u2013 Ilir, – e p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti ajo.
\nIliri hapi der\u00ebn e na tha t\u00eb futeshim brenda. N\u00eb dhom\u00eb, shtrir\u00eb mbi gjakun e vet, q\u00ebndronin dy kufoma. I treti, q\u00eb doli n\u00eb der\u00eb me duart lart, heshte n\u00eb k\u00ebnd t\u00eb dhom\u00ebs. Me duart t\u00eb lidhura prapa shpin\u00ebs shikonte i dal\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht jasht\u00eb vet\u00ebs.
\n– Kush je ti, – ia b\u00ebri Iliri.
\nAi shikoi dhe ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb.
\n– Kush je ti, pse je k\u00ebtu, – iu afrua nipi i madh i gjyshit.
\n– Un\u00eb jam vras\u00ebs, – tha. \u2013 Jam vras\u00ebs… \u2013 u p\u00ebrmbys me kok\u00eb n\u00eb dysheme ai.
\n– Fol. \u00c7` k\u00ebrkoje nga ky plak, – iu afrua Iliri, nd\u00ebrsa e shikonte gjyshin, t\u00eb liruar nga litari rreth fytit dhe me duart e zgjidhura i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelte nipat e vet n\u00ebn nj\u00eb drit\u00eb t\u00eb thell\u00eb t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshjes dhe n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb me syt\u00eb gjith\u00eb lot… \u2013 Nuk ke udh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, ve\u00e7 t\u00eb na tregosh \u00e7do gj\u00eb. Pse doje ta vraje plakun. \u00c7far\u00eb k\u00ebrkoje nga ai, – e rr\u00ebmbeu Iliri at\u00eb nga flok\u00ebt dhe e p\u00ebrplasi p\u00ebr muri. Ai pastaj u ngreh dhe shikoi i humbur. Iliri iu afrua prap\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa ai mbuloi kok\u00ebn me duar t\u00eb mbrohej nga grushtet q\u00eb frikohej t`i merrte. Iliri u p\u00ebrmbajt, l\u00ebshoi duart posht\u00eb dhe e p\u00ebshtyu… – Ke ardhur nga dreqi i n\u00ebmur t`i vras\u00ebsh grat\u00eb, f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, t\u00eb moshuarit… n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e vet, n\u00eb tok\u00ebn e vet. E tash hesht. Shikon si nj\u00eb buf maj\u00eb trungut gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb kalbur. Ose do t\u00eb tregosh pse je k\u00ebtu ose do t\u00eb ik\u00ebsh n\u00eb varr me k\u00ebta dyt\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb presin pa frym\u00eb n\u00eb dysheme… – tha Iliri dhe iu afrua prap\u00eb. – Fol, ose do t\u00eb notosh n\u00eb gjakun t\u00ebnd, tash… – ngrehu lart duart-grushte Iliri.
\n– Mos m\u00eb godit, – tha. – Do t`iu tregoj \u00e7do gj\u00eb q\u00eb k\u00ebrkoni… Iliri u spraps dhe k\u00ebrkoi nj\u00eb karrige t\u00eb ulej.
\n– Eh, – e shikoi, – fol…
\nAi mbylli syt\u00eb, u luhat para dhe prapa. Sa s`i binte t\u00eb fik\u00ebt. I hapi prap\u00eb syt\u00eb…
\n\u201c\u00c7do gj\u00eb qe mashtrim. M\u00eb nxor\u00ebn nga burgu i Nishit e m\u00eb than\u00eb t\u00eb vija, t\u00eb vrisja, t\u00eb dhunoja k\u00eb t\u00eb hasja- vashat m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura, t\u00eb pla\u00e7kitja, t`i jepja flak\u00ebn \u00e7do gj\u00ebje q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shqiptare… Krijuam nj\u00ebsit t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb, vras\u00ebs. Digjnim e dhunonim, vrisnim e prisnim… Ama, pak ose fare kishim t\u00eb pla\u00e7kitnim. Ua prisnim gishtat atyre q\u00eb bartnim unaza, t`ua merrnim, ua shkulnim vesh\u00ebt t`ua merrnim vath\u00ebt. Mblidhnim qaforet e arit, rruazat e qelibarit, bylyzyk\u00ebt… Ua zhvishnim rrobat, ua grisnim, i lenim pa asgj\u00eb – t\u00eb l\u00ebkurta, para nesh e i merrnim p\u00ebr qejf, secili sa donte dhe si donte. I posht\u00ebronim, e ato \u2013 sulmonin lart zotin me grushte. Donin t\u00eb vriteshin, por s`kishin me \u00e7far\u00eb ta b\u00ebnin nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Ndonj\u00ebra, me zem\u00ebr t\u00eb thyer dhe ashtu \u2013 pa asgj\u00eb n\u00eb trup, merrte vrapin t\u00eb ikte. I vrisnim. Ndonj\u00ebra e plagosur mbetej aty \u2013 n\u00eb mes t\u00eb udh\u00ebs, apo t\u00eb fush\u00ebs, t\u00eb p\u00ebrp\u00eblitej me plag\u00ebt e veta derisa t`i mbyllte syt\u00eb p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb. Urinonim mbi to, mbi secilin t\u00eb vrar\u00eb, fem\u00ebr apo mashkull qoft\u00eb… Ndonj\u00ebri mbushte torb\u00ebn me vesh\u00ebt e tyre, q\u00eb ua priste nd\u00ebrmjet klithjesh t\u00eb tmerrshme, me syt\u00eb e tyre, q\u00eb ua nxirrte, nd\u00ebrmjet klithjesh t\u00eb pad\u00ebgjuara deri at\u00ebher\u00eb… e \u2013 pastaj, i shponte, i fuste nj\u00eb nga nj\u00eb n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb tel, t`i tregonte trofe lufte-trim\u00ebrie sapo t\u00eb kthehej n\u00eb Serbi… Asnj\u00ebri nga ne nuk ngjanim n\u00eb njer\u00ebz, por n\u00eb bisha, n\u00eb krijesa t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht pa tru-pa vet\u00ebdije. Me vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb q\u00ebllim, t\u00eb vrisnim sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb, t\u00eb digjnim sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb, t\u00eb dhunonim sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb… t\u00eb pasuroheshim e t\u00eb ktheheshim nga kishim ardhur me shpres\u00eb t\u00eb nisnim jet\u00eb t\u00eb re mbi gjakun e atyre q\u00eb derdhnim, krejt p\u00ebr qejf t\u00eb dikujt, p\u00ebr ta l\u00ebn\u00eb Kosov\u00ebn tok\u00eb t\u00eb djegur, si\u00e7 e lam\u00eb koh\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb… Zot, edhe kafsh\u00ebt, delet, lop\u00ebt, edhe fluturat, zogjt\u00eb iknin nga ne, nga kund\u00ebrmimi q\u00eb binte nga fryma e secilit …\u201d
\n– …fliste dhe p\u00ebrpihej that\u00eb. I djegur t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht n\u00eb flak\u00ebn e vet t\u00eb brendshme, nga e cila priste t\u00eb binte hund\u00eb-e-buz\u00eb n\u00eb tok\u00eb.
\n– Fol, \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhi, – u ngreh m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb Iliri.
\n– Pak uj\u00eb, – tha. – Nj\u00eb pik\u00eb uj\u00eb…uj\u00eb! Vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb pik\u00eb.
\n– Ti, u dhe mund\u00ebsi ta shuanin flak\u00ebn e etjes atyre, q\u00eb i vrisje, q\u00eb i prisje n\u00eb fyt, q\u00eb ua pije gjakun, q\u00eb ua prisje vesh\u00ebt, ua nxirrje syt\u00eb, atyre q\u00eb i dhunoje e i varje… i dhe ndonj\u00ebrit uj\u00eb? \u2013 e shikoi t\u00ebr\u00eb mllef.
\nM\u00eb pastaj, duke shtr\u00ebnguar kraharorin me duar, ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb. E kapi koll\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, e gjat\u00eb… i vinte t\u00eb nxirrte jasht\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb q\u00eb kishte brenda. I merreshin mendt\u00eb. Mjegull e dendur i binte mbi syt\u00eb.
\n– Uj\u00eb… – tha prap\u00eb serbi.
\n– Zot, – ia b\u00ebri Iliri, – nuk mund m\u00eb ta shoh, as ta d\u00ebgjoj… – iu afrua ai disa her\u00eb serbit me duart grushte lart ta grushtonte deri n\u00eb pam\u00ebshir\u00eb, ama n\u00eb \u00e7astet e fundit nd\u00ebrronte mendjen dhe nuk e b\u00ebnte nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. – Oh, zot… – b\u00ebri m\u00eb pastaj. – M\u00eb vjen t\u00eb vjell! Le ta vras\u00eb dikush… menj\u00ebher\u00eb le ta vras\u00eb, – mbuloi kok\u00ebn me duar ai – i zverdhur. Iu afrua murit dhe mb\u00ebshteti kok\u00ebn aty, nd\u00ebrsa jarg\u00eb e jarg\u00eb i iknin nga goja. \u2013 Le ta vras\u00eb dikush… le ta vras\u00eb… – klithi. Bashk\u00eb me klithjen e thekshme u d\u00ebgjua dhe z\u00ebri i nipit t\u00eb madh t\u00eb gjyshit.
\n– Do ta vras… Tash, – foli dhe ktheu pushk\u00ebn t\u00eb shkrepte n\u00eb ballin e serbit.
\n– Jo, – tha gjyshi e i doli p\u00ebrpara. \u2013 Nuk mund t\u00eb lejojm\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhemi nj\u00eb me ta. Lere…
\n– Ama… d\u00ebgjoje \u00e7far\u00eb kan\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb, d\u00ebgjoje dhe mbaje veten, – e ktheu kok\u00ebn Iliri dhe e shikoi gjyshin.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej bota po t\u00eb ishim t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb?!\u2013 iu afrua gjyshi, ia mor kok\u00ebn e ia mb\u00ebshteti n\u00eb kraharorin e vet. Dy pika lot i ik\u00ebn nga syt\u00eb dhe i rr\u00ebshqit\u00ebn mbi moll\u00ebzat e fishkura. – Askujt… kurr\u00eb, askujt, t\u00eb mos i ngjaj\u00eb ajo q\u00eb na b\u00ebjn\u00eb ne…
\n– Do ta vras, do ta vras, – shp\u00ebrtheu nipi i madh sapo v\u00ebrejti vijn\u00eb e lot\u00ebve mbi moll\u00ebzat e gjyshit.
\n– Jo! – e p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti gjyshi, – jo!
\n– Ashtu \u00ebsht\u00eb, gjysh, – ia b\u00ebri Iliri, eci pak n\u00ebp\u00ebr dhom\u00eb, pastaj e shikoi serbin, n\u00ebn tatuazh-p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb qaf\u00ebs e fytit, n\u00ebp\u00ebr fytyr\u00eb. \u2013 A nuk e sheh veten sa i mjer\u00eb je, – e shikoi prap\u00eb.
\n– Uj\u00eb! – foli mbytur ai.
\n– Ti, a i dhe uj\u00eb kujt?
\n– Askujt, – tha ai dhe uli kok\u00ebn, ofshani.
\n– Le t`ia jep dikush nj\u00eb pik\u00eb uj\u00eb.
\n– Un\u00eb… \u2013 tha motra e vog\u00ebl e i dha uj\u00eb. Ai piu dhe pjes\u00ebn q\u00eb e la n\u00eb got\u00eb, motra ia hodhi fytyr\u00ebs me mllef.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb pret tash, – tha Iliri e u ul. \u2013 Fol…
\nAi nuk hezitoi t\u00eb fliste.
\n\u201cGj\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, me t\u00eb shkelur n\u00eb Tok\u00ebn e Kosov\u00ebs, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 vrasjes, dhunimit, djegies… kisha t\u00eb arrija t\u00eb hetoja kush ka para, ar, gj\u00ebra t\u00eb vogla, t\u00eb vlershme. Aty pastaj t\u00eb b\u00ebja k\u00ebrdi, t`i mbush xhepat e t\u00eb ikja n\u00eb Serbi prap\u00eb… Me dy t\u00eb vrar\u00ebt, q\u00eb tashm\u00eb k\u00ebtu \u2013 para nesh, kan\u00eb ngrir\u00eb mbi gjakun e vet t\u00eb mpiksur, m\u00ebsym\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e nj\u00eb shqiptari, p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin \u2013 ky, jevgu, e shikoni tash pa frym\u00eb n\u00eb dysheme, na tha se ka qypa t\u00eb mbushur me ar. Me t\u00eb r\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb nat\u00ebs, m\u00ebsym\u00eb te ajo sht\u00ebpi. Prapa na u vun\u00eb edhe kat\u00ebr t\u00eb liruar nga burgu i Nishit …t\u00eb shfryjn\u00eb epshet k\u00ebtu, t\u00eb dhunojn\u00eb, t\u00eb vrasin e t\u00eb djegin k\u00ebtu. K\u00ebshtu, n\u00eb heshtje, shtat\u00eb vet\u00eb, nj\u00ebri prapa tjetrit, iu afruam sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb shqiptarit. Gjithnj\u00eb me droje, t\u00eb mos na hetonte kush as nga tan\u00ebt m\u00eb, sepse do ta e p\u00ebrgjysmonin gjahun, e as nga ndonj\u00eb shpirt i sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e rrethuam. Nj\u00eb gabim kushtonte me jet\u00eb. Ende pa e par\u00eb veten mir\u00eb-ku arrit\u00ebm, ku gjendeshim, \u00e7far\u00eb duhet b\u00ebr\u00eb ende t`i tronditnim, shkrep\u00ebn pushk\u00eb nga brenda. Hap\u00ebm zjarr edhe ne. P\u00ebr disa or\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb kuptonim \u00e7far\u00eb ndodhte. A do t\u00eb humbnim ne apo ata. Asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk gjeta guxim t\u00eb shikoja sa t\u00eb vrar\u00eb ka mes nesh. Zjarri qe i ashp\u00ebr dhe her\u00eb-her\u00eb d\u00ebgjoja vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb gj\u00ebm\u00eb, at\u00eb gj\u00ebm\u00ebn serbe, q\u00eb t\u00eb ndezte tmerrin, – oh, majko moja (n\u00ebna ime)! E k\u00ebshtu, pastaj prap\u00eb flak\u00eb e zjarr, nga t\u00eb dy an\u00ebt. Nuk guxoja t\u00eb ktheja kok\u00ebn e t\u00eb shihja – a mbeti ende gjall\u00eb ndonj\u00ebri nga ata t\u00eb far\u00ebs sime, apo jo?!…\u201d Heshti pastaj papritur ai p\u00ebr disa \u00e7aste.
\n– \u00c7far\u00eb u b\u00eb, – u ngreh m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb Iliri.
\n– Asgj\u00eb.
\n– Fol e mos g\u00ebnje pra, mos shtremb\u00ebro asgj\u00eb.
\n– Asgj\u00eb… \u2013 tha.
\n– Kush t\u00eb tregoi se kryeplaku i sht\u00ebpis\u00eb …shqiptari, q\u00eb e sulmonit, \u00ebsht\u00eb i pasur?
\n– M\u00eb tha… ky, – b\u00ebri me dor\u00eb nga kufoma e jevgut. M\u00eb tha ky jevgu q\u00eb tash rri shtrir\u00eb mbi gjakun e vet.
\n– Ky, a?! \u2013 p\u00ebshtyu Iliri.
\n– E t\u00ebr\u00eb koh\u00ebn mori frym\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb tok\u00eb, shikoi k\u00ebt\u00eb qiell, h\u00ebng\u00ebr buk\u00ebn e k\u00ebtij dheu, shijoi ngroht\u00ebsin\u00eb e gjirit t\u00eb Kosov\u00ebs…
\nPlaku iu afrua Ilirit.
\n– \u00cbsht\u00eb mir\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebri, – t`i nxjerrim dy kufomat nga dhoma. U vjen er\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00eb. T`i hedhim diku n\u00eb pyll, apo n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gremin\u00eb.
\n– A ka ndonj\u00eb gremin\u00eb af\u00ebr?
\n– Po, ka.
\n– At\u00ebher\u00eb, t`i nxjerrim nga k\u00ebtu kufomat dhe t\u00eb pastrohet dyshemeja. K\u00ebtu… p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb, do t\u00eb mbesin edhe dy vashat e gruaja, – tha Iliri e ma zgjati pushk\u00ebn e vet mua. \u2013 Mbaje n\u00eb thumb, – m\u00eb pa. – Ai do t\u00eb b\u00ebj p\u00ebrpjekje t\u00eb ik…
\n– Nuk do t\u00eb ik, jo, – ia b\u00ebra dhe ktheva gryk\u00ebn e pushk\u00ebs nga serbi.
\nI liri e rr\u00ebmbeu jevgun p\u00ebr krah\u00ebsh nd\u00ebrsa plaku p\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00ebsh dhe e nxor\u00ebn kufom\u00ebn jasht\u00eb. Gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb iku n\u00eb kuzhin\u00ebn e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb prej nga doli me nj\u00eb en\u00eb me uj\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb ar\u00ebn. Ajo ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb- t\u00eb pastronte gjakun n\u00eb dysheme
\n– Jo, – ia b\u00ebri Tringa. – Jo, pse jam un\u00eb k\u00ebtu, – ia b\u00ebri dhe i ndihmoi t\u00eb ngrihej.
\nPapritur, nga po ngrehej e zuri nj\u00eb koll\u00eb e that\u00eb.
\n– Oh… – ofshani gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, – t\u00eb mos ua ndiejm\u00eb as er\u00ebn m\u00eb! \u2013 tha gjith\u00eb mllef.
\nTringa ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb dhe filloi t\u00eb fshinte gjakun n\u00eb dysheme. Nuk vonoi e gjyshi me Ilirin u kthyen prap\u00eb n\u00eb dhom\u00eb. E mor\u00ebn kufom\u00ebn e t\u00eb vrarit t\u00eb dyt\u00eb e dol\u00ebn. Tringa vazhdoi ta pastronte dhe pjes\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb dyshemes\u00eb. Ndihej freski tjet\u00ebr, binte drit\u00eb tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb dhom\u00eb. Tringa mbaroi me pun\u00ebn dhe mori t\u00eb dilte ta derdhte ujin e ndyr\u00eb jasht\u00eb. N\u00eb t\u00eb dal\u00eb i erdh t\u00eb kthente.
\n– \u00c7`ke, – iu afrua gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb. \u2013 U lodhe?
\n– Jo, jo… – ia b\u00ebri ajo e doli, pak e zbeht\u00eb.
\n– E ka turbulluar gjaku, – tha gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb.
\nUn\u00eb buz\u00ebqesha dhe n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb v\u00ebrejta nipin e madh t\u00eb gjyshit, nga e mbante n\u00eb thumb me pushk\u00eb serbin.
\n– E ti, – ia b\u00ebra. – A nuk e sheh, at\u00eb gj\u00eb e b\u00ebj un\u00eb.
\n– Eh, – tha. – Nuk u dihet… Gjejn\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb ikin… papritur.
\n– Nuk ka nga t\u00eb ik, jo, – nd\u00ebrhyri nipi i vog\u00ebl i gjyshit, i cili po ashtu me revole ia sh\u00ebnonte pik\u00ebn e ballit serbit…
\nN\u00eb jehonte m\u00eb vinte pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb nj\u00eb varg i nj\u00eb k\u00ebnge popullore, t\u00eb cilin e sillja disa her\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00eb \u201cMe i pas krah\u00ebt me fluturue n\u00ebp\u00ebr tri pushk\u00eb nuk mund me shp\u00ebtue!” Serbi, i mbytur n\u00eb tatuazh, vet\u00ebm shikonte fare bardh\u00eb. Nuk mund t\u00eb kuptoja asgj\u00eb nga gjendja e tij shpirt\u00ebrore, po qe se do t`i ket\u00eb mbetur ndonj\u00eb pik\u00eb shpirt n\u00eb vete! M\u00eb dhembnin muskujt p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb shpin\u00ebs nga q\u00ebndrimi i ngrir\u00eb, me pushk\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb, para serbit. \u00c7do l\u00ebvizje do t`i kushtonte me plumb n\u00eb kok\u00eb. Ai, me sa e lexoja, k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb e kishte fare t\u00eb qart\u00eb. Nuk e l\u00ebvizte as kok\u00ebn, as k\u00ebmb\u00ebt. Hapja e der\u00ebs nga Iliri, i cili kthehej n\u00eb dhom\u00eb me gjyshin, m\u00eb liroi shum\u00eb. Mora frym\u00eb thell\u00eb e ia afrova pushk\u00ebn.
\n– Nuk qenke e pushk\u00ebs, – qeshi ai, para se t\u00eb ulej. – Shihej lodhje n\u00eb fytyrat e tyre.
\n– H\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebra. – I varros\u00ebt?
\n– Po, i hodh\u00ebm n\u00eb nj\u00eb vithisje t\u00eb tok\u00ebs, por u desh t\u00eb mihnim edhe nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb dheut, p\u00ebr t`i mbuluar…
\n– Pse u lodh\u00ebt p\u00ebr at\u00eb pun\u00eb.
\n– Eh, – nd\u00ebrhyri gjyshi. – I vdekuri duhet respektuar…
\n– M\u00eb mir\u00eb thuaj vras\u00ebsi, – tha me urrejtje Tringa.
\n– Ashtu \u00ebsht\u00eb. Ke t\u00eb drejt\u00eb ti, ama… t`i lenim pa i mbuluar me dhe, do t\u00eb qelbeshin, do t\u00eb kund\u00ebrmonte gjith\u00eb brezi i malit e m\u00eb gjer\u00eb. Nuk do t\u00eb durohej nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb.
\n– Kjo gj\u00eb mbaroi, – tha Iliri. – Harrojeni…
\n– Dilni n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb, – i shikoi Tring\u00ebn dhe gruan plaku. \u2013 Miell ka, ka pak vaj e ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. P\u00ebrgatisni di\u00e7ka t\u00eb ham\u00eb… Tringa e gruaja n\u00eb mosh\u00eb u ngreh\u00ebn dhe ik\u00ebn n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb. Un\u00eb nuk l\u00ebviza vendit.
\n– E ti, – m\u00eb pa Iliri. – Ti, me sa hetova nuk je shum\u00eb e pushk\u00ebs, po tash po del se nuk je as e kuzhin\u00ebs…
\n– I zot\u00ebroj t\u00eb dyja, po t\u00eb ket\u00eb nevoj\u00eb, – e shikova, – por, dua ta d\u00ebgjoj rr\u00ebfimin p\u00ebr krimet q\u00eb ka b\u00ebr\u00eb ai. \u2013 Shikova me mllef nga i mbyturi n\u00eb tatuazh.
\n– Vet\u00ebm do t\u00eb ndiesh mundim, – tha gjyshi.
\n– Jo… – ia b\u00ebra. – Un\u00eb shkruaj nga pak. Ndoshta do t`i b\u00ebj lib\u00ebr ato q\u00eb d\u00ebgjoj. Le t\u00eb mbesin p\u00ebr brezat, ta kujtojn\u00eb golgot\u00ebn n\u00ebp\u00ebr t\u00eb cil\u00ebn po kalon populli yn\u00eb. Le t`i kujtojn\u00eb tmerret q\u00eb na shkaktuan dhe t\u00eb mos i harrojn\u00eb kurr\u00eb!
\n– Ke shkruar deri tash ndonj\u00eb lib\u00ebr? – m\u00eb pa Iliri.
\n– Po, tri… \u2013
\n– Pun\u00eb e mir\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo, – tha e iu kthye serbit.
\n– T\u00eb vazhdojm\u00eb t\u00eb flasim ende me ty, – ia b\u00ebri.
\nSerbi tundi kok\u00ebn.
\n– Fol pra… Lidhu aty, ku e k\u00ebpute rr\u00ebfimin… Serbi me kok\u00ebn ulur, mendoi ca e pastaj e shikoi Ilirin.
\n\u201c… Asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk gjeta guxim t\u00eb shikoja sa t\u00eb vrar\u00eb ka mes nesh. Zjarri qe i ashp\u00ebr dhe her\u00eb-her\u00eb d\u00ebgjoja vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb gj\u00ebm\u00eb, at\u00eb gj\u00ebm\u00ebn serbe, q\u00eb t\u00eb ndezte tmerrin, – oh, majko moja (n\u00ebna ime)!… Ca m\u00eb von\u00eb thirra t\u00eb lajm\u00ebroheshin ata q\u00eb ende jan\u00eb gjall\u00eb, P\u00ebrve\u00e7 jevgut, q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebr pasurin\u00eb q\u00eb ka shqiptari q\u00eb e sulmonim, do t\u00eb lajm\u00ebrohet edhe ai tjetri, i vrari k\u00ebtu. Kishim \u2013 nga shtat\u00eb vet\u00eb sa ishim, kat\u00ebr t\u00eb vrar\u00eb. Kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb tmerroi. Nxora nga torba bombat dhe nj\u00eb nga nj\u00eb i hodha p\u00ebr dritare n\u00eb brendin\u00eb e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb. D\u00ebgjoheshin gj\u00ebm\u00eb dhe vaje f\u00ebmij\u00ebsh. Sht\u00ebpia mori flak\u00eb n\u00eb \u00e7do cep. Krye-sht\u00ebpiaku doli dhe k\u00ebrkoi t`i lejonim t`i nxirrnin f\u00ebmij\u00ebt.
\n– Jo, – fola un\u00eb. – Nuk do ta lejojm\u00eb t\u00eb shp\u00ebtoj\u00eb askush.
\n– Vet\u00ebm f\u00ebmij\u00ebt!
\n– Askush, – ia b\u00ebra dhe nd\u00ebrsa ai po p\u00ebrpiqej t\u00eb thoshte edhe di\u00e7ka e godita me bresh\u00ebri plumbash dhe ai ra n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb, shikoi diku larg, pastaj e ktheu fytyr\u00ebn nga qielli dhe me fjal\u00ebn zot n\u00eb goj\u00eb ra me fytyr\u00eb n\u00eb tok\u00eb. I hodha dhe disa bomba brenda n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe ca m\u00eb von\u00eb pushoi rezistenca, pushuan gj\u00ebmat, klithjet e vajet… Hym\u00eb brenda n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. Shoku im i shikonte t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb vrar\u00ebt me radh\u00eb. U ndal te nj\u00eb grua e cila kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb mbi f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e saj. Nxori thik\u00ebn dhe ia k\u00ebputi kok\u00ebn nga trupi pastaj vazhdoi te burri n\u00eb mosh\u00eb t\u00eb re, edhe atij ia morri kok\u00ebn q\u00eb m\u00eb pastaj t\u00eb ndez nj\u00eb zjarr n\u00eb mes t\u00eb oborrit e t`i ziej\u00eb kokat p\u00ebr t`ua larguar mishin nga to. I duheshin vet\u00ebm kafkat p\u00ebr t`i marr\u00eb me vete n\u00eb Serbi, p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb shandan me to n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e tij t\u00eb gjumit. Q\u00ebllimin e kishte t\u00eb krekosej n\u00eb ndejat me raki mes banor\u00ebve serb\u00eb n\u00eb fshatin prej nga vinte. Kafk\u00ebn e burrit thoshte se do ta vendoste n\u00eb an\u00ebn ku flinte gruaja e tij, nd\u00ebrsa kafk\u00ebn e gruas ta v\u00ebnt\u00eb n\u00eb an\u00ebn ku flinte ai. \u201d
\nUn\u00eb eca nga nj\u00eb trast\u00eb q\u00eb ishte aty. E mora n\u00eb dor\u00eb.
\n-Hape, hape, – m\u00eb tha. \u2013 Aty ende jan\u00eb kafkat.
\nNuk m\u00eb b\u00ebnin duart t\u00eb hapja trast\u00ebn. Nipi i vog\u00ebl i gjyshit m\u00eb mori nga dora dhe e hapi. Ngriu i t\u00ebri.
\nUshtari serb heshti p\u00ebr ca \u00e7aste, pastaj na shikoi me radh\u00eb.
\n– E shuam\u00eb k\u00ebshtu nj\u00eb familje, p\u00ebr d\u00ebshir\u00ebn e tij t\u00eb \u00e7mendur dhe timen! – tha.
\n– Do ta vras, do ta vras… – k\u00ebrceu nipi i vog\u00ebl dhe iu afrua, ia puthiti gryk\u00ebn e revoles n\u00eb ball\u00eb.
\n– Mos, – ia b\u00ebri Iliri. – Mos. I dridhej dora, dridhej i t\u00ebri. Shikonte i \u00e7artur.
\n– Do ta vras, – tha nipi i vog\u00ebl dhe e hapi trast\u00ebn nga e cila ran\u00eb para k\u00ebmb\u00ebve tona dy kafkat e zhveshura nga mishi i tyre. \u2013 E sheh n\u00eb trast\u00eb jan\u00eb kafkat p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilat na foli ai.
\n– Mos, – u ngreh m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb gjyshi, e u nis nga ai.
\n– Gjysh, mos u afro, mos. Do ta vras!
\n-Ne s`jemi vras\u00ebs, – tha gjyshi.
\nIliri iu afrua ngadal\u00eb dhe ia mori revolen nga dora. Ai qante, i binte murit me grushte. Qante. -Vijn\u00eb prej dreqit t\u00eb mallkuar k\u00ebtu, n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb ton\u00eb, e na \u00e7nderojn\u00eb, na i nxjerrin syt\u00eb, na i presin vesh\u00ebt e gishtat… t\u00eb kthehen prej nga erdh\u00ebn me pjes\u00eb t\u00eb kurmit shqiptar n\u00eb varg, me drit\u00ebn e heroit ekspozojn\u00eb trofet\u00eb e tyre t\u00eb luft\u00ebs, shkruajn\u00eb libra p\u00ebr qejfet e b\u00ebra me grat\u00eb e vashat e gjakut tim… E, tash, t\u00eb mos e vrasim nj\u00ebrin nga ata. Pse? Pse? Pse?!
\nIliri e mori me ngroht\u00ebsi dhe e mb\u00ebshteti n\u00eb parz\u00ebm.. Ia ledhatoi flok\u00ebt.
\n– Do t\u00eb kalojn\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha. Nuk guxojm\u00eb, p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb ul\u00ebrim\u00ebs s\u00eb bish\u00ebs t\u00eb ul\u00ebrim\u00eb edhe ne. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e leht\u00eb kjo t\u00eb cil\u00ebn po e jetojm\u00eb, por do ta kalojm\u00eb… – tha ai, pastaj shum\u00eb i shqet\u00ebsuar u ul. E f\u00ebrkoi fytyr\u00ebn me duar dhe n\u00eb sy i ndrit\u00ebn dy pika lot.
\n– H\u00eb, pse shikon si bufi… Fol! – ia b\u00ebra.
\nAi, ndoshta e tirrte m\u00eb vete fundin e rrug\u00ebs s\u00eb vet, shikoi krejt pa ndjenj\u00eb, pastaj ngjash\u00ebm me ndonj\u00eb mekaniz\u00ebm pa shpirt, ra n\u00eb korniz\u00ebn e zez\u00eb t\u00eb rr\u00ebfimit. \u201c… I hodha dhe disa bomba brenda n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dhe ca m\u00eb von\u00eb pushoi rezistenca, pushuan gj\u00ebmat, klithjet e vajet… Flaka g\u00eblltiste \u00e7do gj\u00eb, e me k\u00ebt\u00eb edhe shpres\u00ebn ta gjenim floririn p\u00ebr \u00e7far\u00eb vram\u00eb e dogj\u00ebm. I t\u00ebrhoq\u00ebm t\u00eb vrar\u00ebt serb\u00eb deri ndan\u00eb udh\u00ebs, e prisnim t\u00eb iknim me ndonj\u00eb automjet serb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt qarkullonin n\u00eb at\u00eb segment..
\n– T`i l\u00ebm\u00eb…
\n– K\u00eb, – ia b\u00ebra jevgut.
\n– T`i l\u00ebm\u00eb t\u00eb vrar\u00ebt, – m`u afrua e m\u00eb tha te veshi.
\n– Un\u00eb do t`iu shpie te nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi tjet\u00ebr. Aty gjithsesi do ta gjejm\u00eb gjahun q\u00eb e k\u00ebrkojm\u00eb!
\n– Ama, vrasja po na b\u00ebhet pjes\u00eb e domosdoshme e etjes, – e shikova.
\n– Po pse ke ardhur ti k\u00ebtu, – m\u00eb pa jevgu.
\n– P\u00ebr ta mbrojtur tok\u00ebn serbe…
\n– E kujt \u00ebsht\u00eb kjo tok\u00eb kaher\u00eb nuk e ka t\u00eb qart\u00eb as zoti, – qeshi ai, pastaj m\u00eb tha prap\u00eb. – E mira \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb shikojm\u00eb ne hesapin vetjak.
\n– Ashtu thua, apo jo?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Fatmire Duraku (Insert nga romani \u201cOra me qostek\u00eb\u201d) Tashm\u00eb agu kishte prekur qiellin, diku-diku i kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb, diku-diku ende i murrm\u00eb. Qielli sa vinte e merrte ngjyr\u00eb gjaku, ngjyr\u00eb flake. Nj\u00ebmend, nuk vonoi dhe qe pik\u00ebrisht ashtu. Papritur shp\u00ebrtheu nj\u00eb predh\u00eb, pastaj nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr e nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Minarja e xhamis\u00eb nuk shihej m\u00eb. 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