Imazhet reale t\u00eb luft\u00ebs, vaji i foshnj\u00ebve, klithma e n\u00ebnave, lufta e past\u00ebr e U\u00c7K-s\u00eb dominon n\u00eb romanin \u201cTi\u201d t\u00eb shkrimtarit Ilir Muharremi. N\u00eb vazhdim po ju sjellim nj\u00eb fragment prek\u00ebs p\u00ebr luft\u00ebn:<\/p>\n
\u201cSh\u00ebnjestr\u00ebn e automatikut e mbaja t\u00eb drejtuar n\u00eb kok\u00ebn e paramilitarit serb, doja ta shkrepja, shikoja komandantin, dora e tij prap\u00eb dha urdh\u00ebr q\u00eb asnj\u00ebri mos ta b\u00ebj\u00eb nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb. Pyetja e paramilitarit ishte po e nj\u00ebjta: \u201cKu \u00ebsht\u00eb U\u00c7K-ja? \u00cbsht\u00eb hera e fundit q\u00eb po t\u00eb pyes\u201d. Automatiku drejtohej kah f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, burri filloi t\u00eb qante, po ashtu edhe gruaja. \u201cI ke dhjet\u00eb sekonda, dhjet\u00eb, n\u00ebn\u00ebt\u00eb, tet\u00eb, shat\u00ebt\u00eb,gjasht\u00eb, pes\u00eb, kat\u00ebr, tre, dy dhe…\u201d U d\u00ebgjua bresh\u00ebria e automatikut. Plumbi i kishte p\u00ebrshkuar ballin vog\u00eblushit, i cili ra p\u00ebrtok\u00eb af\u00ebr k\u00ebmb\u00ebve t\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebs s\u00eb tij. Burri qante, ponashtu edhe n\u00ebna e tij, nd\u00ebrsa vajzat e traumatizuara shikonin dhe nuk dinin se si t\u00eb vepronin. Shikova komandantin, kurdisa automatikun, por komandanti prap\u00eb nuk dha urdh\u00ebr. \u201cJan\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb se ne, jemi pak n\u00eb num\u00ebr, dhe n\u00ebse i hyjm\u00eb luft\u00ebs do t\u00eb vdesin edhe ato vajzat, burri, gruaja, po ashtu, ndoshta edhe nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb e ushtar\u00ebve ton\u00eb.\u201d, – tha me bindje komandanti. Syt\u00eb m\u2019u mbush\u00ebn me lot\u00eb. Tashm\u00eb dhimbja m\u00eb kishte p\u00ebrshkuar t\u00eb t\u00ebrin dhe ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb pash\u00eb nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb vritej para syve t\u00eb mi. Paramilitari nuk u ndal me kaq. Bresh\u00ebria e plumbave pam\u00ebshirsh\u00ebm goditi t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, sidomos \u00ebngj\u00ebjt e vegj\u00ebl t\u00eb cil\u00ebt ran\u00eb p\u00ebrtok\u00eb, e shikimin e ngulit\u00ebn kah un\u00eb, e n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb iu ngri buz\u00ebqeshja e jet\u00ebs…<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Imazhet reale t\u00eb luft\u00ebs, vaji i foshnj\u00ebve, klithma e n\u00ebnave, lufta e past\u00ebr e U\u00c7K-s\u00eb dominon n\u00eb romanin \u201cTi\u201d t\u00eb shkrimtarit Ilir Muharremi. N\u00eb vazhdim po ju sjellim nj\u00eb fragment prek\u00ebs p\u00ebr luft\u00ebn: \u201cSh\u00ebnjestr\u00ebn e automatikut e mbaja t\u00eb drejtuar n\u00eb kok\u00ebn e paramilitarit serb, doja ta shkrepja, shikoja komandantin, dora e tij prap\u00eb dha […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":71658,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-71979","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-letersi","category-roman"],"yoast_head":"\n