Ishin mbledh\u00eb shum\u00eb gra e \u00e7ika p\u00ebr me e prit\u00eb nusen, kur zbriti ajo prej kerrit \u2013 u ndal Dielli \u2013 gjith\u00eb mjeshtria e Zotit ishte shkarkue n\u00eb at\u00eb krijes\u00eb. Grat\u00eb u zbeh\u00ebn dhe filluen t\u00eb grritheshin kur e pan\u00eb at\u00eb mrekulli t\u00eb Zotit: e mir\u00eb, e madhe, e bukur, e bardh\u00eb si bora, flok\u00eb ka\u00e7urrele, trup \u2013 si trupi i saj, b. e c. sa t\u00eb duesh \u2013 vet\u00ebm vjehrra q\u00eb u g\u00ebzue ashtu si\u00e7 duhet e p\u00ebrpak sa nuk u trenue e nuk u psh. nga g\u00ebzimi. Plot sht\u00ebpia nuse, dera nuk e nxake, dy me i nda prej saj, fytyra si Hana 15. Lum sht\u00ebpia \u00e7ka ka shti mbrenda, tjetra \u201cpse s\u2019po thue i lumi ai i lumi q\u00eb flen me te\u201d.<\/p>\n
N\u00eb katundin ton\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl e malor kurr\u00eb nuk kishte ardh nji nuse e till\u00eb. V\u00ebrtet\u00eb i vog\u00ebl qe katundi yn\u00eb 15 sht\u00ebpi, 14 e ma s\u00eb shumti 16 sht\u00ebpi. Ne f\u00ebmij\u00ebt n\u00ebp\u00ebr dasma k\u00ebnaqeshim, luenim rreth stogjeve t\u00eb sanave, komareve t\u00eb kasht\u00ebs, k\u00ebrcenim n\u00eb pleh me pup e me turr se aty ishte but edhe nuk thenim kamb\u00ebt, krah\u00ebt dhe qaf\u00ebn. Fattulja nuk ishte si ajo nusja e Shkupit si\u00e7 kan\u00eb than\u00eb e si\u00e7 kan\u00eb kallzue e that\u00eb koc e vet\u00ebm asht e l\u00ebkur\u00eb, kur zbiriti ajo prej kerrit ne midis t\u00eb Shkupit, motra e dhandrrit kur e pa ashtu kunat\u00ebn e vet (nusen e v\u00ebllait) e d\u00ebshprueme e n\u00eb mes t\u00eb grave e nga zemra e plast b\u00ebrtiti \u201ckjo nuk paha as \u2026ith\u00eb\u2026as \u2026ajdh\u201d Fattulja, kjo nusja e katundit ton\u00eb nuk ishte e that\u00eb ashtu si\u00e7 ishte nusja e Shkupit, nuk i nd\u00ebgjonte fjal\u00ebt e grave t\u00eb katundit ton\u00eb; menjiher\u00eb filloi t\u00eb punonte, fshinte, lante, g\u00ebrryente e gatuente.<\/p>\n
Ne kurr\u00eb nuk i mbushnim brijt me buk\u00eb se hanim ve\u00e7 buk\u00eb t\u00eb kallamojt (mis\u00ebr, kallamo\u00e7) e me lang-ting \u2013tang buk\u00eb e lang. Bylmeti i fukaras\u00eb nuk harrxhohet kurr\u00eb, kur ze me u harxhue; nji ved\u00ebr uj\u00eb prej gurr\u00ebs e nji grusht kryp e bylmet sa t\u00eb duesh. Prind\u00ebt e Fattules kishin buk\u00eb sa t\u00eb duesh se ishin nga fusha e kishin tok\u00eb shum\u00eb, ne shpeshher\u00eb i shihnim ata q\u00eb vinin me pela e gomar\u00eb t\u00eb ngarkuem me thas\u00eb. Ata hanin vet\u00ebm buk\u00eb t\u00eb gryt\u00eb (t\u00eb grunit) edhe vjehrr\u00ebs kish zan\u00eb me iu trash\u00eb \u2026ytht\u00eb se vjehrrit qysh moti i kishte mbi bari p\u00ebrmbi e ai nuk ban ma hije p\u00ebrmbi tok\u00eb. Grat\u00eb e katundit – si grat\u00eb e katundit \u201cn\u00eb e pa\u00e7 ta presin e mos e pa\u00e7 ta ngjesin\u201d. Filluen t\u00eb flasin p\u00ebr Fattulen fjal\u00eb t\u00eb kqia e fjal\u00eb t\u00eb randa.<\/p>\n
Halla Xhuk\u00eb u tha atyne \u201cfaqezeza, qysh po ua nxe goja me i than\u00eb ato fjal\u00eb se mos i keni mbajt qirin asaj, leni ato fjal\u00eb se nuk ju kan\u00eb hije, than\u00eb \u2013 qirin nuk ia keni mbajt\u00eb \u2013 mshilne goj\u00ebn\u201d K\u00ebto fjal\u00eb pak u shukat\u00ebn po fillun t\u00eb tjerat se Fattulja nuk ka qen\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb katund po p\u00ebr ndonji katund t\u00eb madh apo p\u00ebr n\u00eb qytet. E ajo e bija nuk i nd\u00ebgjonte k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb dhe n\u00eb krye t\u00eb motmotit doli me djal\u00eb. Fattulja i gjeti edhe 4-5 f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb dhe secili ma i mir\u00eb se shoqi. Djali i sh\u00ebndosh si bostan, rritej nga nji p\u00ebllamb\u00eb n\u00eb dit\u00eb. Fattulja ishte cicmadhe e tam\u00ebl\u00e7ore e Hamishi p\u00ebrdit\u00eb rritej e gufonte. Djali i bani 2-3 vjet e nuk qitej n\u00eb krah e vjehrr\u00ebn dhe nusen i thirr\u00ebn n\u00eb nji mbledhim t\u00eb grave n\u00eb nji katund aty af\u00ebr. Kush e shihte nusen p\u00ebr udh\u00eb i f\u00ebrkonte syt\u00eb se kishte \u00e7ka me pa, synin \u00e7el\u00eb ta linte.<\/p>\n
Para dy-tri vjet\u00ebsh qe dridh toka n\u00eb Shkup dhe at\u00ebher\u00eb lindi nji fjal\u00eb sa e mir\u00eb aq edhe e keqe; kur shihnin njer\u00ebzit krijesa t\u00eb tilla e t\u00eb bukura si shoqja Fattul\u00ebs pa nji e pa dy dhojshin \u201cRa \u2026ajdh\u2026 e Shkupin e drajdhi \u201c e folmja e Shkupit; \u201cRa \u2026\u2026i e Shkupin e dridhi\u201d. Ato mb\u00ebrrit\u00ebn aty n\u00eb at\u00eb mbledhim plot gra, nuse, \u00e7ika besa edhe plaka. Kur erdhi koha e buk\u00ebs e zoja e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb e ktheu sofr\u00ebn dhe e shtroi buk\u00ebn. Sofra u mbush shum\u00eb shpejt sidomos me do plaka edhe Zoti shpeshher\u00eb gabon q\u00eb nuk i hjek e nuk i merr do plaka t\u00eb shtrembta e pa asnji dhamb n\u00eb goj\u00eb q\u00eb nuk i duhen askujt e ve\u00e7 udh\u00ebn ua zan\u00eb njer\u00ebzve.<\/p>\n
Fattulja u ul n\u00eb nji \u00e7osh t\u00eb sofr\u00ebs dhe e shtini ve\u00e7se gunin e djatht\u00eb n\u00ebn sof\u00ebr, si\u00e7 uleshim p\u00ebrpara dhe e mori Hamishin n\u00eb preh\u00ebn. Dikush e ndau mishin e secilit ia qiti p\u00ebrpara nga nji cop\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl mish e cila ma shum\u00eb mbetej n\u00eb dhamb sesa q\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb bark. Hamishi e hang\u00ebr ate q\u00eb ia dhan\u00eb dhe b\u00ebrtiti \u2013 mish! dhe ia dha e ama at\u00eb q\u00eb i takonte edhe at\u00eb cop\u00eb Hamishi e hang\u00ebr dhe s\u00ebrish bertiti \u2013 mish! e vjehrra ia dha at\u00eb pak mish q\u00eb e kishte n\u00eb sof\u00ebr. Hamishi hang\u00ebr edhe at\u00eb dhe b\u00ebrtiti s\u00ebrish \u2013 mish!<\/p>\n
Fattulja \u201ctashti me ta dhan\u00eb ve\u00e7 mishin tem\u201d<\/p>\n
– mbrapashtes\u00eb: Shkupi asht dob\u00ebsia ime, na shkoi Shkupi, ai qytet madh\u00ebshtor ilir sot sundohet nga gabel\u00ebt; t\u00eb atyshmit e t\u00eb atjeshmit punojn\u00eb shum\u00eb po jo p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb, u p\u00eblqejn\u00eb shum\u00eb m\u00ebsimet e akademis\u00eb serbe t\u00eb shencave \u2013 Belgrad dhe i zbatojn\u00eb ato pik\u00eb p\u00ebr pik\u00eb, Zot jep mend ku s\u2019ka.<\/em><\/p>\n Qamil S. Dardhankodra<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Ishin mbledh\u00eb shum\u00eb gra e \u00e7ika p\u00ebr me e prit\u00eb nusen, kur zbriti ajo prej kerrit \u2013 u ndal Dielli \u2013 gjith\u00eb mjeshtria e Zotit ishte shkarkue n\u00eb at\u00eb krijes\u00eb. Grat\u00eb u zbeh\u00ebn dhe filluen t\u00eb grritheshin kur e pan\u00eb at\u00eb mrekulli t\u00eb Zotit: e mir\u00eb, e madhe, e bukur, e bardh\u00eb si bora, flok\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":63621,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-63620","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-letersi","category-tregime"],"yoast_head":"\n