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Meti Rexhepi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dora e vog\u00ebl e Shikimit n\u00ebn dor\u00ebn me shpin\u00eb damar\u00ebsh t\u00eb fryr\u00eb t\u00eb gjyshes. Koha i kishte lidhur e zgjidhur duart e Motit me Ngaz\u00ebllimin dhe ato t\u00eb Ngaz\u00ebllimit me Shikimin. Her\u00eb-her\u00eb edhe Moti ia kapte ato duar me damar\u00eb krejt t\u00eb theksuar plak\u00ebs s\u00eb p\u00ebrvuajtur. Kapja e duarve mes Motit, Ngaz\u00ebllimit e Shikimit \u00ebsht\u00eb kapje brezash… Por, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb lidhje deg\u00ebsh ndonj\u00ebra k\u00ebputej. E k\u00ebputnin t\u00eb ngrehurat e forta t\u00eb kusht\u00ebzimeve…<\/p>\n

Nj\u00ebri nga lastar\u00ebt rritej i shk\u00ebputur prej tjetrit. Prekja e bashkuar p\u00ebrshkohej vet\u00ebm n\u00ebp\u00ebrmjet nj\u00eb paterice e trajt\u00ebs s\u00eb kutis\u00eb, nj\u00eb cing\u00ebrime celulari, nj\u00eb ose m\u00eb tep\u00ebr alo-sh dhe, pamja e dashur sa kutia e celularit, qindra-mij\u00ebra kilometrash nd\u00ebrmjet asaj fytyre t\u00eb habitur ose t\u00eb zhytur n\u00eb rr\u00ebfimet e l\u00ebvizshme, para syve t\u00eb kutis\u00eb magjike i jepte impulse mallit.<\/p>\n

P\u00ebrrallat e Shikimit jan\u00eb fare t\u00eb dukshme, figura t\u00eb vegjlish t\u00eb guximsh\u00ebm mes ujqish ul\u00ebrit\u00ebs, arinjsh t\u00eb marr\u00eb, rinoqeront\u00ebsh budallenj, elefant\u00ebsh t\u00eb ngatht\u00eb, drer\u00ebsh t\u00eb frik\u00ebsuar, hienash tin\u00ebzare, derrash turinj-pist\u00eb, zebrash laraman\u00eb, shqiponjash shigjetare, gjarp\u00ebrinjsh befasues, buajsh t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjumur, gomar\u00ebsh naiv\u00eb, dhelprash dinake, luan\u00ebsh sed\u00ebr-m\u00ebdhenj e grabitqar\u00eb… T\u00eb gjith\u00eb \u201cpaq\u00ebsor\u00eb\u201d, tekanjoz ose lakmitar\u00eb n\u00eb serin\u00eb e intrigave t\u00eb kurdisura. Njeriu dirigjon t\u00eb panatyrshmen aq sa t`i mb\u00ebrrij\u00eb shkopi i tij. E till\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb mrekullia e p\u00ebrrall\u00ebs moderne p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e sot\u00ebm.<\/p>\n

Jo rrall\u00eb hasen skena t\u00eb dhimbshme dhe qesharake nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht si: rropatjet e arush\u00ebs p\u00ebr t`i futur turinjt\u00eb zgorreve t\u00eb thella e t\u00eb ngushta hojeve t\u00eb mjalt\u00ebs lisave… P\u00ebsimet e lakmis\u00eb dhe tundimi i shijes paguhen me kosto vurratash, g\u00ebrvishtje t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjakshme, pickime t\u00eb tmerrshme blet\u00ebsh pun\u00eb-arta. Instinkti i tundimit t\u00eb lakmis\u00eb, e kishte yshtur t\u00eb ngjitej ariu n\u00eb maj\u00ebn e holl\u00eb t\u00eb lisit t\u00eb lart\u00eb mbi malin shk\u00ebmbor… Lakmia dhe pamund\u00ebsia t\u00eb pap\u00ebrputhshme, do ta ken\u00eb nj\u00eb r\u00ebnie dhe rrokullisje deri n\u00eb fundin fatal t\u00eb humbell\u00ebs…<\/p>\n

Moria e p\u00ebrrallave Shikimit i shprehej k\u00ebsisoj, ashtu si nuk i kishte kapur veshi, as par\u00eb syri i Motit. Kishte mbetur naiv n\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb vij\u00ebzohej si globaliz\u00ebm; nuk do ta tumirte me dashje nj\u00eb kurth t\u00eb ri t\u00eb bot\u00ebs; disi nuk i mbushej mendja se duhej t\u00eb hynte n\u00ebn nj\u00eb \u00e7ad\u00ebr sa vet\u00eb globi… Gjithnj\u00eb kishte di\u00e7ka t\u00eb frikshme brenda k\u00ebtij sheshimi global? Rikthimi \u201cpaq\u00ebsor\u201d i fantazmave t\u00eb \u201czbutura\u201d, t\u00eb cilat i kishin zhb\u00ebr\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00ebt m\u00eb par\u00eb; shthurje gardhesh t\u00eb sintaks\u00ebs tij, p\u00ebrzierje dhe humbje autokton\u00ebsh…<\/p>\n

I dilte prej koke dhe i sillej rreth qaf\u00ebs dendur litari i mendimit, shtr\u00ebnguesh\u00ebm i mb\u00ebshtillej derisa merrte trajt\u00ebn e gjarprit t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, q\u00eb mund ta shtr\u00ebngonte deri n\u00eb ngufatje t\u00eb frym\u00ebs! Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb globalja i ngjante pandemis\u00eb globale t\u00eb virusit \u201cCovid 19\u201d; her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr si mund\u00ebsi e p\u00ebrbashkuar p\u00ebr t`ia v\u00ebn\u00eb kllapat fantazm\u00ebs tin\u00ebzare, q\u00eb fshihet n\u00eb er\u00eb-\u00ebndjen e lules… Nuk e nxjerr lulen e ballit q\u00eb ta godas\u00ebsh… Godet aty ku nuk e pret…<\/p>\n

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– P\u00ebrrallat e gjyshes sime nuk ishin p\u00ebrralla t\u00eb ekranit, as filma vizatimor\u00eb t\u00eb luajtur – tha Moti.<\/p>\n

E t\u00ebra ishte n\u00eb kall\u00ebzimet e z\u00ebrit, ndonj\u00eb her\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7jerr\u00eb, nj\u00eb ngjyr\u00ebsh t\u00eb kall\u00ebzimtares pa prokuror\u00eb, pa gjykat\u00ebs, pa trup gjykues, pa avokat\u00eb… P\u00ebr Motin prore kishte di\u00e7ka t\u00eb pa th\u00ebn\u00eb, nj\u00eb gj\u00ebm\u00eb e varrosur p\u00ebr qindra-mij\u00ebra jetesa, por pa varre?!… Ai ishte shpirt tejet i ndjesh\u00ebm… Sikur e th\u00ebrrisnin nga n\u00ebntoka z\u00ebra me lutje e p\u00ebrgj\u00ebrime, vaje t\u00eb ngufatur shtalpak\u00ebsh… P\u00ebrralla e thadruar n\u00eb fundin e shpirtit tij, doli t\u00eb mos ishte p\u00ebrrall\u00eb!… \u00c7far\u00eb?… Si e kishte ushqyer e rritur foshnj\u00ebn e gjetur n\u00eb pyll arusha?! Si mund t\u00eb kishte aq am\u00ebsi, aq mir\u00ebsi ajo kafsh\u00eb pylli p\u00ebr foshnje njeriu?!<\/p>\n

Arusha e kishte ngrohur pa pelena, pa veshje t\u00eb dimrit at\u00eb foshnje t\u00eb gjetur pyllit… Gjithsesi merrej me mend dhimbja e asaj mamaje anonime p\u00ebr foshnj\u00ebn e shk\u00ebputur prej trupit t\u00eb vet!… Nj\u00eb cop\u00eb e zemr\u00ebs ishte ndar\u00eb dhe hedhur n\u00eb pyllin e dimrit kallkan!… Kronika i bie ndesh p\u00ebrrall\u00ebs… Ajo shqipton zhvendosjen masive t\u00eb autokton\u00ebve prej barbar\u00ebve me simbole drap\u00ebrinjsh e s\u00ebpatash… Ec, ec e ec… Pa cak, asgj\u00ebkund… Ecje, ecje, ecje, ngjitje e r\u00ebnie, ngritje… N\u00ebna e re me dy foshnje n\u00eb gjinj dhe tre p\u00ebr dore, do t`i ngrij\u00eb gjysma e trupit dhe, nj\u00ebri krah do ta linte jasht\u00eb saj nj\u00ebr\u00ebn foshnje n\u00eb bor\u00ebn deri n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb me vajin e ngopur!…<\/p>\n

– Po babai, ku ishte ai? – Doza mllefi t\u00eb Shikimit ishin drejtuar tek gjyshi.
\n– Mund t\u00eb ishte vrar\u00eb nga barbar\u00ebt q\u00eb zgjeronin hap\u00ebsira mbi t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt… – dhe kishte vijuar:
\n– Ose at\u00eb fat-prer\u00eb, mbetur i plagosur, do ta ken\u00eb ngr\u00ebn\u00eb bishat e uritura…
\n– I dashuri Shikim! E di se nuk t\u00eb p\u00eblqejn\u00eb k\u00ebto \u201cp\u00ebrralla\u201d trishtuese…
\n– Por, gjysh a nuk m\u00eb d\u00ebftoje se k\u00ebto nuk ishin \u201cp\u00ebrralla\u201d fantastike?
\n– E sakt\u00eb. Nuk ishin sikurse \u201cp\u00ebrrallat fantastike\u201d, por \u00ebsht\u00eb proza gojore e pashkruar e gjyshes.<\/p>\n

T\u00eb pand\u00ebrprera ishin luft\u00ebrat k\u00ebndej… Luft\u00ebra t\u00eb pabarabarta, tej logjik\u00ebs njer\u00ebzore!… Me bajoneta e bekimin e pop\u00ebve t\u00eb kishave, n\u00ebnave u kishin nxjerr foshnjat prej barkut!…<\/p>\n

N\u00eb k\u00ebso rr\u00ebfimesh ndonj\u00eb her\u00eb nuk dukej fare agimi. Dit\u00ebt ngjanin t\u00eb hirta pa shk\u00eblqimin josh\u00ebs t\u00eb agimeve, t\u00eb zymta, muzgje t\u00eb err\u00ebta t\u00eb mbushura me keqb\u00ebr\u00ebs, ku\u00e7edra shum\u00ebkrer\u00ebsh, p\u00ebrbind\u00ebsh trajtash t\u00eb ndryshme… N\u00eb \u00e7do rrug\u00eb a rrugic\u00eb hasej leckamani, ose turma leckaman\u00ebsh me kapele yll-kuqe n\u00eb kok\u00eb, me pushk\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb, me t\u00eb shara n\u00eb gjuh\u00ebn e tyre dhe, aty p\u00ebr aty t\u00eb b\u00ebnin gjyqin, d\u00ebnimin kapital t\u00eb ekzekutuar me vrasje…
\nMotit i ishte mbjell\u00eb n\u00eb papirusin e kujtes\u00ebs vetmia e plak\u00ebs q\u00eb hante gjunj\u00ebt e vet! Si i atill\u00eb ai motiv as n\u00eb val\u00eb g\u00ebzimesh nuk i tretej…<\/p>\n

– Jeta thur\u00eb edhe fate t\u00eb tilla… Jeta, jeta… – e p\u00ebrs\u00ebriste.
\nPlaka e verbuar, e vetmuar, fillikat vet\u00ebm af\u00ebr oxhakut pa zjarr, me krande q\u00eb nxirrnin jo flak\u00eb por, tym, kund\u00ebrmim bloze. Ulur mbi nj\u00eb shkam\u00eb trek\u00ebmb\u00ebsh, pa \u00e7ati mbi krye, mallkonte jet\u00ebn pse nuk ia binte vdekjen… I lutej sorr\u00ebs p\u00ebr glas\u00ebn n\u00eb krah q\u00eb t`i l\u00ebshonte edhe tjetr\u00ebn dhe e bekonte:
\n– Pik sorr\u00eb t\u00eb lumt\u00eb ajo byth\u00eb!…<\/p>\n

Rr\u00ebfimi n\u00eb goj\u00ebn e gjyshes p\u00ebr plak\u00ebn e verb\u00ebr e t\u00eb vetme, q\u00eb l\u00ebpinte glasa sorrash, ishte shtresuar n\u00eb shpirtin e Motit jo thjesht si nj\u00eb kall\u00ebzim i trajt\u00ebs d\u00ebftore, as si ndodhi e kaluar… E t\u00ebr\u00eb legjenda gojore ishte nj\u00ebngjyr\u00ebshe, pa asnj\u00eb fije ngjyrash t\u00eb ndezura… Pse ndodhia perceptohej pik\u00ebrisht si e till\u00eb? Pse nuk ishin derdhur ngjyra tjera mbi t\u00eb? Ndoshta pse e rr\u00ebfente mosha e tret\u00eb dhe k\u00ebnd-shikimi ishte i ngryst\u00eb? Moti nuk anashkalonte p\u00ebrb\u00ebr\u00ebsit autorial t\u00eb rr\u00ebfimtares.<\/p>\n

Andaj, i rikthehej portretit kall\u00ebzimtar t\u00eb gjyshes, nj\u00eb arkivi t\u00eb pa shpaluar, por e ndalonte di\u00e7ka e pap\u00ebrballueshme p\u00ebr t\u00eb… N\u00ebn ato hulli rrudhash, q\u00eb ia kishin l\u00ebvruar me plugun e koh\u00ebs dhimbja dhe mizoria, ajo ngjyr\u00eb e thinjur flok\u00ebsh t\u00eb l\u00ebshuar n\u00eb shtratin e p\u00ebrhersh\u00ebm, po t\u00eb mos rridhte prej saj mir\u00ebsia, but\u00ebsia, qet\u00ebsia t\u00eb zgjonte p\u00ebrshtypjen e nj\u00eb shtrige p\u00ebrrallash! N\u00eb boshtin e fijeve t\u00eb perit t\u00eb kujtimeve mb\u00ebshtillej edhe dergja e gjat\u00eb e rr\u00ebfimtares s\u00eb tmerreve…<\/p>\n

– Mos ndoshta pik\u00ebrisht jet\u00ebgjat\u00ebsia e dergj\u00ebs n\u00eb shtrat i kishte p\u00ebrcaktuar rr\u00ebfimin e nj\u00eb ngjyrsh\u00ebm? – i pohonte hamendsh\u00ebm Ngaz\u00ebllimit n\u00eb nj\u00ebrin nga takimet e p\u00ebrmallshme.
\nPothuajse k\u00ebsaj rr\u00ebfimtare shija p\u00ebr ngjyra t\u00eb tjera i kishte humbur, ose q\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha ngjyrat e saj ishin shkrir\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb, n\u00eb ngjyr\u00ebn e dergj\u00ebs s\u00eb pafund…
\n– Nuk muj mu shnosh\u00eb as n`vorr… – e thoshte gjyshja p\u00ebr t\u00eb sat\u00ebn her\u00eb…<\/p>\n

Secil\u00ebn her\u00eb q\u00eb i kthehej kall\u00ebzimeve t\u00eb gjyshes H, Motit i sillej nj\u00eb sfond i zbeht\u00eb. P\u00ebrse vall\u00eb t\u00eb ishte i atill\u00eb sfondi njer\u00ebzor ngaq\u00eb gjyshja H e kishte marr me vete? Kush e di? Mbase ai shkak ishte sikurse nj\u00eb zog fluturues, q\u00eb nuk ia p\u00ebrcaktoje dukjen gjat\u00eb fluturimit, por ai fluturonte drejt cakut dhe, e shihje kalimthi p\u00ebrmes shikimeve tua t\u00eb zbehta. T\u00eb dukej si nj\u00eb pik\u00eb e zez\u00eb q\u00eb fluturimthi t\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb drejtuar ty dhe, sakaq mbi ty do t\u00eb shp\u00ebrthej\u00eb, por ngritja pingulthi qiellit ta kishte lajthitur ndjesin\u00eb paragjykuese t\u00eb goditjes.<\/p>\n

– Me llamb\u00eb vajguri mos prisje sfond t\u00eb shk\u00eblqyer ngjyrash?
\nVeta e zgjuar ia pohonte pik\u00ebpamjen tjet\u00ebr Motit:
\n– Imzot Pjet\u00ebr Bogdani n\u00eb perin e nj\u00eb drite t\u00eb zbeht\u00eb kandili lidhte miliona shkronja e kuptime, mir\u00ebpo, n\u00eb ato shenja zhdavariste sfondin e zi me bardh\u00ebsin\u00eb e vet.<\/p>\n

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Koha koh\u00ebs i merr dhe i jep di\u00e7ka t\u00eb vet\u00ebn… Kall\u00ebzimet gojore t\u00eb H-s imagjinat\u00ebs s\u00eb Motit i kishin hapur nj\u00eb anames me shum\u00eb enigma, me shum\u00eb trajta t\u00eb pashtjelluara p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn e vrar\u00eb pararend\u00ebse dhe m\u00eb pastaj… N\u00eb atmosfer\u00ebn e shpirtit t\u00eb tij e shihte edhe vet\u00ebn viktim\u00eb, sikurse Zuka… Ia kishte pohuar Ngaz\u00ebllimit, por edhe k\u00ebshilltares s\u00eb besueshme t\u00eb tij:
\n– Fatkeq\u00ebsisht jam n\u00eb rrjedh\u00ebn e gjeneve t\u00eb gjyshes H. – e konstatonte k\u00ebt\u00eb identitet t\u00eb gjeneve t\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n

Ajo me p\u00ebshp\u00ebritje i lutej kultit t\u00eb paduksh\u00ebm shp\u00ebtimtar; shqiptonte fonema bekimesh jo vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr vet\u00ebn e saj. Shfaqej prore e trazuar, sepse mizoria ishte shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb shtratin e shpirtit dhe nuk i shqitej dot. E kishte pushtuar dhuna e dimrave mizor\u00eb t\u00eb \u201chyqmetit\u201d dhe stin\u00ebve vijuese. N\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha rastet, n\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha l\u00ebvizjet e Motit dhe t\u00eb motak\u00ebve n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e dh\u00ebn\u00eb, gjyshja H p\u00ebrqendrohej mbi ta me shikime pothuajse shteruese! Pse?<\/p>\n

T\u00eb linte p\u00ebrshtypjen se nuk do t`i shihte m\u00eb, se ishte hera e fundit q\u00eb i shikonte dhe, ata i shikonte si t\u00eb paqen\u00eb, viktima t\u00eb ardhshme uraganesh, mllefesh… I avulloheshin syt\u00eb dhe pashmangsh\u00ebm i lotonin, ndon\u00ebse shmangej t`i dukeshin kokrrat e nxehta e t\u00eb njelm\u00ebta pjerrt\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb faqeve e t\u00eb \u00e7arave t\u00eb rrudhave. Dikush i p\u00ebrvoj\u00ebs s\u00eb pjekur ngrehu p\u00ebrkufizimin:<\/p>\n

– Mosha e thyer e pleq\u00ebris\u00eb i ngjan zverdhjes dhe shirave t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitsh\u00ebm t\u00eb vjesht\u00ebs.
\nFoton e vendoste dhe e zhvendoste nga pala e nj\u00ebr\u00ebs n\u00eb pal\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb k\u00ebmish\u00ebs kur e fuste n\u00eb kazanin e teshave t\u00eb palara. Ajo foto, e vetmja foto, ishte thyer e zhveshur n\u00eb kat\u00ebr cepat dhe mesi ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebrrua shum\u00eb p\u00ebrroskash. Ishte nj\u00ebra nga sendet e \u00e7muara, m\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7muara se sa ari i nus\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb harruar; ishte burimi i pik\u00ebllimit q\u00eb rrjedh, ishte pamja e vetme jetike e djalit Zuk\u00eb, t\u00eb zhdukur… Fotoja ishte nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz pranvere e djegur dhe dim\u00ebr i ngrir\u00eb p\u00ebr syt\u00eb dhe duart e gjyshes H. Moti pak nga pak e zb\u00ebrthente nj\u00ebtrajtshm\u00ebrin\u00eb e pleksjes s\u00eb ngjyrave n\u00eb nj\u00eb, n\u00eb t\u00eb hirt\u00ebn e zjarrit t\u00eb fikur…<\/p>\n

Ai nuk kishte arritur ta kuptonte dhe Ajo nuk duhej t`ia thoshte, pse ia shikonte aq gjat\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn, trupin, ecjen, uljen n\u00eb sof\u00ebr, qeshjen, tisin e vrerosur t\u00eb fytyr\u00ebs, shtrirjen e tij n\u00eb shtratin e gjumit?… Shikimet e Asaj nuk kishin t\u00eb ngopur. Deri ku mund t\u00eb dep\u00ebrtonin shikimet e atilla, q\u00eb ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb i b\u00ebheshin t\u00eb bezdisshme Motit, aq sa largohej dhe dilte n\u00eb oborr ose jasht\u00eb gardhit t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb?… Ai e dinte se po t\u00eb ishte zgjuar gjyshja H prej shtrati, shikimeve t\u00eb saj assesi nuk do t`u shmangej.<\/p>\n

Vera q\u00eb ndezte miliona koftor\u00eb mbushte qosh m\u00eb qosh val\u00ebt e ajrit t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb. Loja me gj\u00ebsende t\u00eb vogla lypte ombrellat e hijeve t\u00eb gjetheve; sidomos joshte larja te lumi n\u00ebn shelgjishte. K\u00ebrcimet dhe t\u00eb hedhurit n\u00eb stoqet e kamareve t\u00eb kasht\u00ebs, gjat\u00eb l\u00ebmes s\u00eb korrje-shirjeve, ishte nj\u00ebra nga k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsit\u00eb dhe mund\u00ebsi paksa m\u00eb e kursyer prej atyre syve t\u00eb pangopur, t\u00eb Asaj plake q\u00eb dergjej. Moti e kujtonte vet\u00ebm si t\u00eb till\u00eb, tatuazhin e nj\u00eb gjysheje t\u00eb lidhur p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht p\u00ebr shtrati…<\/p>\n

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– Padyshim f\u00ebmij\u00ebria \u00ebsht\u00eb thesar i pa rikthyer i jet\u00ebs… – e p\u00ebrs\u00ebriste Moti n\u00eb \u00e7aste dallg\u00ebzimesh t\u00eb ndjenjave.<\/p>\n

Vargu i fragmenteve t\u00eb asaj bote t\u00eb mbyllur i vinte dhe paq\u00ebsohej. Ishte bota e virgj\u00ebr e f\u00ebmij\u00ebris\u00eb, ajo q\u00eb loj\u00ebn dhe haren\u00eb e \u00e7onte p\u00ebrtej shtr\u00ebngesave zyrtare… K\u00ebnaqej n\u00eb lumin e kthjellt\u00eb ku lahej dhe pinte ujin e lumit, nganj\u00ebher\u00eb pa dashje, kur zhytej n\u00eb vorbulla dhe i hapej goja e qeshjeve t\u00eb lajthitura e, uji priste shtegun e zbraz\u00ebt p\u00ebr mbushje t\u00eb tepruar t\u00eb zgavr\u00ebs s\u00eb goj\u00ebs. Pasonte frika dhe shtytja e beft\u00eb p\u00ebr dalje n\u00eb syprin\u00eb. Ai m\u00ebtonte t`i kapte me dor\u00eb peshqit e rr\u00ebshqitsh\u00ebm n\u00eb uj\u00eb, e bezdiste gugatja e bretkosave frikacake.<\/p>\n

Ndiqte fluturat ngjyr\u00eb-ndezura, ngjitej n\u00eb shelgjet e stomit t\u00eb lumit dhe k\u00ebrcente kok\u00eb-posht\u00eb n\u00eb shtjell\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb thell\u00eb, dilte i g\u00ebrvishtur buz\u00ebve lym-ngjyera… Koret e zogjve, gugu\u00e7et e p\u00ebllumbave nga \u00e7erdhet maj\u00eb shelgjeve, hijet i jepnin ritme e atmosfer\u00eb ver\u00ebs… Laheshin shikimet mbi blerimin e l\u00ebndinave, livadheve lule-bardha, lule-verdha, lule-kaltra, drunjve, pem\u00ebve floktare me kurora gjethesh… Mpiheshin dh\u00ebmb\u00ebt prej kafshimeve t\u00eb kokrrave t\u00eb papjekura, ethe viroz\u00ebsh…<\/p>\n

– Pse babai t\u00eb shumt\u00ebn e her\u00ebs n\u00eb pik\u00ebn e praruar t\u00eb stin\u00ebs dukej i vrerosur? – Meq\u00eb pyetja nuk i b\u00ebhej z\u00ebsh\u00ebm atij p\u00ebrgjigja mbetej pa jehon\u00eb…
\nNdon\u00ebse klasat e m\u00ebsimit q\u00eb ndiqte i mund\u00ebsonin t`i lidhte shkronjat, t\u00eb cilat formonin kuptime, n\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn e babait nuk ishte shkruar asgj\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb lexohej, pos vrenjt\u00ebsir\u00eb e cila i b\u00ebnte kontrast prarimit t\u00eb natyr\u00ebs. Nj\u00eb mbr\u00ebmjeje pas dark\u00ebs, Moti kishte d\u00ebgjuar ca trokitje t\u00eb forta n\u00eb der\u00ebn e drurit t\u00eb plasaritur ngjitur p\u00ebr rrethoj\u00ebn e gardhit. E pa t\u00eb atin e zbehur teksa shkonte drejt der\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Trazimi hyri n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb… Kthimin e babait ia largonte pesha tejet e r\u00ebnduar e gjumit mbi kapak\u00ebt e syve, mandej ca qenie t\u00eb zeza dh\u00ebmb-mpreht\u00eb, dh\u00ebmb\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj se trupi i tyre!… N\u00eb gjumin e m\u00ebngjesit freskis\u00eb i kund\u00ebrmonte atht\u00ebsia e urin\u00ebs, puthja e lag\u00ebsht me disa pika shiu n\u00eb faqe… Se si ndjehej Moti mes dy gjendjesh: sikur flinte n\u00eb oborr p\u00ebrderisa mbi t\u00eb rigonte shi… Shikimin e par\u00eb t\u00eb zgjimit ia g\u00eblltiste kalt\u00ebrsia, por fajin e urinimit n\u00eb shtrat kujt t`ia linte?… Lumit?…<\/p>\n

Sikur her\u00ebve tjera, edhe k\u00ebsaj her\u00eb, hisen e fajit do ta merrte gjyshja H. Ajo me ato shkarpa t\u00eb thar\u00eb krah\u00ebsh t\u00eb kryq\u00ebzuar mbi kok\u00ebn e kalamanit t\u00eb dashur, priste nd\u00ebshkimet e thupr\u00ebs s\u00eb shelgut prej dor\u00ebs nervoze t\u00eb mamas\u00eb. Vijat e kuqe t\u00eb mllefit krah\u00ebve e duarve t\u00eb gjyshes, pas skuqjes ishin nxir\u00eb, si vija t\u00eb zeza balte t\u00eb rrotave t\u00eb karrocier\u00ebve pas shirave. Roli i dor\u00ebzan\u00ebs merrte edhe k\u00ebso \u201cshp\u00ebrblimesh\u201d…<\/p>\n

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Kujtimet jo t\u00eb gjitha jan\u00eb p\u00ebr tu n\u00ebnvizuar. Por:
\n– At\u00ebbot\u00eb dimri me dh\u00ebmb\u00ebt e bardh\u00eb kafshonte fort pa derdhur gjakun.
\n– Strukeshim n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e vog\u00ebl prej qerpi\u00e7\u00ebsh brenda shikimeve p\u00ebrkufizuese t\u00eb gjyshes.
\nNdonj\u00ebher\u00eb Ajo i l\u00ebshonte ato shikime t\u00eb kullosnin edhe aty ku nuk kishte bari… Si dukej, nuk ia dirigjonin me sakt\u00ebsi reflekset e brendshme, por di\u00e7ka e jashtme dhe e larg\u00ebt. N\u00eb periudh\u00ebn e naivitetit t\u00eb Motit, shikimet e tilla nuk zgjonin ndonj\u00eb pesh\u00eb; porse ato shpesh i rr\u00ebzonin ofshamat…<\/p>\n

Nipi dal nga dal i shtrohej prekjes p\u00ebr shk\u00ebputje sprovimesh, d\u00ebshmish t\u00eb path\u00ebna… \u00c7far\u00eb kishin ato shikime t\u00eb Lokes? Po ofshamat e p\u00ebrs\u00ebritura tashm\u00eb n\u00eb koh\u00eb \u201cpaqeje\u201d? Si nip i dashur, q\u00eb nuk mund ta linte pa mb\u00ebshtjellje shikimesh, megjithat\u00eb gjyshja H, atij nuk i hapi arkivin e dhimbjes s\u00eb vet. As p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, as pas kalimit n\u00eb amshim kur Ajo i mori me vete, me gjith\u00eb g\u00ebrdallat e saj gj\u00ebm\u00ebn, pik\u00ebllimin e trazimin e p\u00ebrjetsh\u00ebm, Motit nuk i shqitej ajo rrjedh shikimesh me parandjenja gjasash p\u00ebr p\u00ebrs\u00ebritje t\u00eb reja…<\/p>\n

Ajo me shikimet e p\u00ebrqendruara mbi Motin lidhte dy periudha: periudh\u00ebn e Zuk\u00ebs dhe t\u00eb nipit. Ato shikime ishin shnd\u00ebrruar n\u00eb bezdi, por shtyheshin nga instinktet ekzistenciale… Me ato shtytje instiktive, Ajo m\u00ebtonte t\u00eb ruante vijim\u00ebsin\u00eb e djalit te nipi, t\u00eb atij djali t\u00eb grabitur nga vatra!… P\u00ebrs\u00ebritjet e ofsham\u00ebs ishin p\u00ebrmbyllja e vajit dhe, vaji nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb pus pafund, ai \u00ebsht\u00eb ndjesi e ngopur. \u00c7do her\u00eb e kishte nj\u00eb fytyr\u00eb dhe kurdo her\u00eb nj\u00ebshi i b\u00ebhej dysh e dyshi nj\u00ebsh. Me shikimet e pangopshme drejtuar Motit, dukej se zgjaste mandatin e ekzistenc\u00ebs s\u00eb tre vetave… M\u00eb shum\u00eb se p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhel\u00ebse, pamjet mbi bijt\u00eb parandienin shtr\u00ebngat\u00ebn dhe mosqenien e tyre! Dashuria e saj paralajm\u00ebronte kobin…<\/p>\n

– Qesh gjithnj\u00eb i veshur prej p\u00eblhur\u00ebs s\u00eb shikimeve t\u00eb gjyshes – i thoshte Shikimit.
\nInstinkti i gjyshes H, i vijim\u00ebsis\u00eb a shuarjes s\u00eb trash\u00ebgimis\u00eb saj t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, i solli paraliz\u00ebn e pash\u00ebruar, lidhjen p\u00ebr shtrati t\u00eb asaj fisnikeje t\u00eb dikurshme, t\u00eb mal\u00ebsores, e cila me urtin\u00eb e ng\u00ebrthyer i pajtonte z\u00ebnkat e grave t\u00eb qytetit.<\/p>\n

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– Gjysh pse nuk m\u00eb ke folur k\u00ebshtu p\u00ebr gjyshen H?
\n– Nuk d\u00ebshiroja ta rip\u00ebrt\u00ebritja dhimbjen e pafund edhe tek ti.
\nPas pushtimit t\u00eb heshtjes pasoi pohimi:
\n– Shikim i dashur! N\u00eb periudh\u00ebn e dergj\u00ebs gjyshja H m\u00eb thoshte:
\n– Bir kur t\u00eb des mos mi mshelni syt\u00eb, se due ta shoh edhe nji her\u00eb Zuk\u00ebn tem!
\nKy d\u00ebftim ia turbulloi dit\u00ebn Shikimit…<\/p>\n

Gjilan, fillim-shtatori 2020<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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