{"id":3920,"date":"2014-01-22T02:34:52","date_gmt":"2014-01-22T02:34:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=3920"},"modified":"2014-01-22T02:34:52","modified_gmt":"2014-01-22T02:34:52","slug":"marilyni-dhe-sokaket-e-korces","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=3920","title":{"rendered":"MARILYNI DHE SOKAK\u00cbT E KOR\u00c7\u00cbS"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Nga Rozi Theohari, Boston<\/p>\n

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\u201cKjo \u00e7upka e vog\u00ebl k\u00ebtu n\u00eb fotografi jam un\u00eb,\u201d \u2013 thot\u00eb<\/p>\n

Marilyni me nj\u00eb shqipe t\u00eb ngadalt\u00eb. \u201cKemi dal\u00eb n\u00eb Uster<\/p>\n

bashk\u00eb me n\u00ebn\u00ebn e baban\u00eb aty nga fillimi i viteve dyzet<\/p>\n

t\u00eb shekullit t\u00eb kaluar\u201d.<\/p>\n

Marilyni \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb zonj\u00eb rreth t\u00eb gjasht\u00ebdhjetave, por fytyra<\/p>\n

e saj rrumbullake gjithnj\u00eb e qeshur dhe flok\u00ebt g\u00ebshtenj\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7elur<\/p>\n

e tregojn\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb re. Buz\u00ebqeshja e saj e \u00ebmb\u00ebl t\u00eb \u00e7on mij\u00ebra<\/p>\n

kilometra larg, aty, n\u00eb qytetin piktoresk t\u00eb Kor\u00e7\u00ebs, n\u00eb Kor\u00e7\u00ebn e<\/p>\n

serenatave, n\u00eb qytetin e vajzave t\u00eb bukura faqekuqe.<\/p>\n

\u201cN\u00ebna ime, Eftimi Terova dhe babai Mina Cale, – tregon<\/p>\n

Marilyni, – erdh\u00ebn nga Kor\u00e7a n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb m\u00eb 1921 tok me<\/p>\n

motrat e mia. Si f\u00ebmij\u00eb e fundit, vajza e pest\u00eb, u linda dhe rrita<\/p>\n

n\u00eb Uster, n\u00eb ambientin dhe kultur\u00ebn amerikane, megjithat\u00eb,<\/p>\n

bashk\u00eb me qum\u00ebshtin e n\u00ebn\u00ebs thitha edhe bekimin e dashurin\u00eb<\/p>\n

p\u00ebr m\u00ebm\u00ebdheun e l\u00ebn\u00eb pas. Vit pas viti q\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebmbesha shkoja<\/p>\n

n\u00eb gjum\u00eb me ninullat e bukura shqiptare dhe zgjohesha po<\/p>\n

nga fjal\u00ebt p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhel\u00ebse t\u00eb gjuh\u00ebs s\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebs. Kur u rrita, fillova<\/p>\n

t\u00eb kuptoja se bota ime e vog\u00ebl ishte ndar\u00eb m\u00eb dysh, n\u00eb at\u00eb brenda<\/p>\n

sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe jasht\u00eb saj. Jasht\u00eb ishte shkolla, anglishtja, emri im<\/p>\n

amerikan, shoqet e shok\u00ebt, aktivitetet e ndryshme, etj. Kurse<\/p>\n

brenda, n\u00eb gjirin e familjes, un\u00eb flisja shqip si prind\u00ebrit,<\/p>\n

ushqehesha me gjell\u00ebt e shijshme kor\u00e7are, edukohesha me<\/p>\n

zakonet e traditat e t\u00eb par\u00ebve tan\u00eb.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201c\u00c7far\u00eb kujtimesh t\u00eb kan\u00eb l\u00ebn\u00eb mbresa m\u00eb shum\u00eb nga jeta<\/p>\n

me prind\u00ebrit?\u201d \u2013 e pyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cKor\u00e7a, – p\u00ebrgjigjet ajo. \u2013 N\u00ebna e babai nuk e l\u00ebshonin nga<\/p>\n

goja qytetin dhe sokaket e tij. Un\u00eb pyesja, \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb ky \u201csokak\u201d?<\/p>\n

E ajo, n\u00ebna e dashur, m\u2019i p\u00ebrshkruante aq mir\u00eb ato rrug\u00ebt me<\/p>\n

kalldr\u00ebm, t\u00eb veshura me gur\u00eb fi\u00e7ore t\u00eb vendosur nj\u00ebri pran\u00eb<\/p>\n

tjetrit, ngjyrat, trajtat dhe qoshet ku bashkoheshin e ndaheshin<\/p>\n

sokaket e m\u00ebhall\u00ebs. M\u00eb tregonte se si i pastronin gur\u00ebt e i b\u00ebnin<\/p>\n

drit\u00eb, pastaj uleshin para portave t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, q\u00ebndisnin,<\/p>\n

bisedonin e b\u00ebnin shaka me fqinj\u00ebt. N\u00eb kok\u00ebn time t\u00eb vog\u00ebl<\/p>\n

punonte imagjinata, regjistronte \u00e7do bised\u00eb, \u00e7do fjal\u00eb, \u00e7do<\/p>\n

p\u00ebrshkrim, t\u00eb cilat pastaj, nat\u00ebn i shihja n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr si t\u00eb gjalla.<\/p>\n

Tani po t\u00eb pyes un\u00eb ty, – thot\u00eb Marilyni. \u2013 \u201c\u00c7far\u00eb kujton<\/p>\n

nga pamja e n\u00ebn\u00ebs sate kur ishte e re?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFytyr\u00ebn e saj t\u00eb njom\u00eb e t\u00eb hijshme,\u201d \u2013 i p\u00ebrgjigjem un\u00eb.<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, po, un\u00eb kujtoj edhe di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr, veshjen e saj!\u201d<\/p>\n

Kur kishte ardhur nga Kor\u00e7a n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb, si\u00e7 tregon<\/p>\n

Marylini, Eftimia kishte sjell\u00eb gjith\u00eb garderob\u00ebn me veshjet e<\/p>\n

qepura sipas mod\u00ebs franceze. Palltot dhe kostumet e Eftimis\u00eb<\/p>\n

me peli\u00e7e origjinale te jaka dhe kapelet e mod\u00ebs, i lan\u00eb pa mend<\/p>\n

grat\u00eb amerikane t\u00eb cilat pyesnin me zili: \u201cKjo Kor\u00e7a juaj, mos<\/p>\n

ndodhet af\u00ebr Parisit?\u201d<\/p>\n

Pas vdekjes s\u00eb t\u00eb atit, n\u00eb Uster, disa vjet m\u00eb von\u00eb Marilyni<\/p>\n

u martua e shkoi n\u00eb Miami, ku mori edhe n\u00ebn\u00ebn me vete. Aty<\/p>\n

lindi nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb, Kristin\u00ebn, e cila u rrit me dashurin\u00eb e dy n\u00ebnave<\/p>\n

shqiptare. Por vdekja e n\u00ebn\u00ebs, Eftimis\u00eb, me 1990 shkaktoi<\/p>\n

dhembje e d\u00ebshp\u00ebrim n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn e Marilynit. Me n\u00ebn\u00ebn ajo<\/p>\n

kishte nj\u00eb lidhje t\u00eb dyfisht\u00eb: at\u00eb t\u00eb prindit dhe t\u00eb m\u00ebm\u00ebdheut.<\/p>\n

\u201cTani m\u00eb dukej se nuk isha m\u00eb shqiptare\u201d, – psher\u00ebtin Marilyni<\/p>\n

dhe hap \u00e7ant\u00ebn e saj. Q\u00eb andej nxjerr nj\u00eb pasaport\u00eb t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr<\/p>\n

shqiptare me dat\u00ebn: Kor\u00e7\u00eb, 29\/8\/1921 dhe nj\u00eb fotografi t\u00eb<\/p>\n

zbardhur nga koha, t\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb Eftimis\u00eb dhe t\u00eb Sofis\u00eb s\u00eb vog\u00ebl.<\/p>\n

\u201cK\u00ebt\u00eb pasaport\u00eb e mbaj me vete kudo q\u00eb udh\u00ebtoj n\u00ebp\u00ebr Amerik\u00eb<\/p>\n

e jasht\u00eb saj. Me k\u00ebt\u00eb cop\u00eb kart\u00eb un\u00eb v\u00ebrtetoj komb\u00ebsin\u00eb time<\/p>\n

shqiptare, buz\u00ebqesh ajo. Nd\u00ebrsa n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb Marilyni vazhdon<\/p>\n

t\u00eb gatuaj\u00eb gjell\u00eb me mish e perime, byrek\u00eb e lakror\u00eb si t\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Prej vitit 1988 deri 1998 Kristina vazhdoi karrier\u00ebn e saj n\u00eb<\/p>\n

kompanit\u00eb e linjave ajrore. Kjo dhe u b\u00eb shkak q\u00eb Marylini t\u00eb<\/p>\n

realizonte at\u00eb \u00e7\u2019ka i vlonte prej vitesh n\u00eb gji: amaneti i pal\u00ebn\u00eb i<\/p>\n

n\u00ebn\u00eb Eftimis\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb vizituar Shqip\u00ebrin\u00eb dhe Kor\u00e7\u00ebn e saj t\u00eb<\/p>\n

dashur. Me nj\u00eb grup turist\u00ebsh q\u00eb vizitonin Greqin\u00eb, u nis edhe<\/p>\n

Marilyni. Ishte shtatori i 2000-s. Pas q\u00ebndrimit n\u00eb Athin\u00eb grupi<\/p>\n

u nis p\u00ebr n\u00eb Patra e q\u00ebndroi n\u00eb Korfuz.<\/p>\n

\u201cKur e ndjeva veten kaq pran\u00eb brigjeve t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb, – thot\u00eb<\/p>\n

Marilyni, – zemra m\u00eb rrihte, mendja m\u00eb vinte rrotull dhe faqet<\/p>\n

me digjnin si prushi. \u201cDo t\u00eb nisem menj\u00ebher\u00eb,\u201d \u2013 u thash\u00eb<\/p>\n

shoqeve t\u00eb mia. \u201cJo,\u201d \u2013 kund\u00ebrshtuan ato, – \u201csi do t\u00eb udh\u00ebtosh<\/p>\n

e vetme, n\u00eb nj\u00eb vend t\u00eb panjohur!\u201d \u201cAi \u00ebsht\u00eb atdheu im\u201d \u2013<\/p>\n

k\u00ebmb\u00ebngula un\u00eb. \u201cNuk t\u00eb inkurajojm\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtim t\u00eb till\u00eb,\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2013 m\u00eb than\u00eb disa punonj\u00ebs lokal\u00eb. Por un\u00eb vendosa dhe, gj\u00ebn\u00eb e<\/p>\n

par\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebra mora kontakt me nj\u00eb zyrtar t\u00eb udh\u00ebtimeve p\u00ebr n\u00eb<\/p>\n

Sarand\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Udh\u00ebtimi i shkurt\u00ebr me traget la n\u00eb shpirtin tim mbresa t\u00eb<\/p>\n

paharrueshme. Bashk\u00eb me mua n\u00eb bord ndodheshin edhe disa<\/p>\n

familje shqiptare me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tyre. Ata bisedonin me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb,<\/p>\n

por un\u00eb nuk kuptova asgj\u00eb nga ai dialekt. Nj\u00eb far\u00eb dyshimi m\u00eb<\/p>\n

lindi: si do t\u00eb merrem vesh me vendasit? Por hutimi im ia la<\/p>\n

vendin emocionit t\u00eb par\u00eb e t\u00eb fuqish\u00ebm kur n\u00eb gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb rrug\u00ebs<\/p>\n

mbi det, u ndryshuan flamur\u00ebt dhe flamuri shqiptar filloi t\u00eb<\/p>\n

val\u00ebvitej n\u00eb qiellin blu. Deti kishte nj\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb t\u00eb mrekullueshme<\/p>\n

smeraldi t\u00eb shk\u00eblqyer dhe val\u00ebt e vogla q\u00eb p\u00ebrplaseshin nj\u00ebra<\/p>\n

me tjetr\u00ebn, dukej sikur duartrokisnin e p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndesnin ardhjen<\/p>\n

time. Ndjehesha krenare, sigurisht isha e lumtur q\u00eb m\u00eb n\u00eb fund<\/p>\n

po m\u00eb plot\u00ebsohej nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr e thurur gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime.<\/p>\n

Kok\u00ebn e mbaja lart, s\u2019ngopesha dot s\u00eb pari flamurin. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb<\/p>\n

udh\u00ebtim edhe un\u00eb isha veshur me ngjyrat e tij: bluz\u00eb t\u00eb kuqe<\/p>\n

dhe pantallona t\u00eb zeza\u2026<\/p>\n

– Cilat ishin p\u00ebrshtypjet e para, – e pyes, – kur zbrite n\u00eb<\/p>\n

tok\u00ebn shqiptare?<\/p>\n

– \u201cIshin hapat e par\u00eb n\u00eb Sarand\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb shkaktuan emocione<\/p>\n

t\u00eb tjera. Ishin njer\u00ebzit\u2026 Fillova t\u00eb takoja rac\u00ebn time, t\u00eb<\/p>\n

shk\u00ebmbeja fjal\u00ebt e mir\u00ebseardhjes dhe t\u00eb admiroja natyr\u00ebn e<\/p>\n

bukur t\u00eb qytetit. Sipas programit t\u00eb udh\u00ebtimit, u paraqit para<\/p>\n

meje I.Myrtaj, i zoti i hotelit ku do t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja. Ai m\u00eb siguroi<\/p>\n

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p\u00ebr q\u00ebndrimin tim n\u00eb Sarand\u00eb, por edhe p\u00ebr udh\u00ebtimin me<\/p>\n

taksi p\u00ebr n\u00eb Kor\u00e7\u00eb. E \u00e7lodhur, e qet\u00ebsuar dhe e mrekulluar nga<\/p>\n

vendi dhe njer\u00ebzit e gjakut tim, h\u00ebngra nj\u00eb dark\u00eb me peshk t\u00eb<\/p>\n

fresk\u00ebt dhe sallat\u00eb. Pastaj, me nj\u00eb k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi t\u00eb pap\u00ebrs\u00ebrit\u00ebshme<\/p>\n

sh\u00ebtita p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb rrug\u00ebs s\u00eb bregut t\u00eb detit, ku u befasova nga nj\u00eb<\/p>\n

grup i madh banor\u00ebsh, burra, gra e f\u00ebmij\u00eb, q\u00eb sh\u00ebtisnin si un\u00eb<\/p>\n

buz\u00eb ujit. U vura veshin bisedave t\u00eb t\u00eb rinjve dhe, kur fillova t\u2019i<\/p>\n

d\u00ebgjoja e t\u2019i kuptoja aq mir\u00eb, m\u2019u b\u00eb zemra mal.<\/p>\n

– Mezi po pres t\u00eb m\u00eb tregosh p\u00ebr Kor\u00e7\u00ebn ton\u00eb\u201d \u2013 i them.<\/p>\n

\u201cN\u00eb udh\u00ebtimin tim p\u00ebr n\u00eb Kor\u00e7\u00eb m\u00eb shoq\u00ebroi \u00e7ifti Nola e<\/p>\n

Tani Memushi. Arrit\u00ebm n\u00eb qytet p\u00ebrpara mesdit\u00ebs. Kor\u00e7ar\u00ebt<\/p>\n

ishin t\u00eb sjellsh\u00ebm e t\u00eb kudondodhur, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb nuk harxhova<\/p>\n

shum\u00eb koh\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjetur familjen me mbiem\u00ebr \u201cTerova\u201d. Kur<\/p>\n

q\u00ebndrova para der\u00ebs ku lexova shkronjat Terova, m\u2019u duk sikur<\/p>\n

d\u00ebgjova z\u00ebrin e n\u00ebn\u00ebs sime q\u00eb fliste me v\u00ebllan\u00eb e saj Dhimitraq<\/p>\n

Terova. Por\u2026 imazhi u pre p\u00ebrgjys\u00ebm. Pas trokitjes son\u00eb doli<\/p>\n

nj\u00eb djal\u00eb i cili tha se nuk dinte t\u00eb kishte nj\u00eb teto Eftimi n\u00eb<\/p>\n

Amerik\u00eb. Megjithat\u00eb, ai na priti me mir\u00ebsjellje. Di\u00e7ka u thye<\/p>\n

brenda meje. M\u2019u kujtua se n\u00ebna kishte nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb q\u00eb<\/p>\n

nuk kishte patur k\u00ebmbime letrash me v\u00ebllan\u00eb dhe farefisin n\u00eb<\/p>\n

Kor\u00e7\u00eb. Pra, \u00e7do gj\u00eb e kishte mbuluar mjegulla e ftoht\u00eb e harrimit.<\/p>\n

Kur m\u00eb pan\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar, kor\u00e7ar\u00ebt m\u00eb than\u00eb<\/p>\n

se ka edhe familje t\u00eb tjera me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin mbiem\u00ebr dhe ata shfaq\u00ebn<\/p>\n

d\u00ebshir\u00ebn t\u00eb m\u00eb ndihmonin\u2026<\/p>\n

Por un\u00eb i falenderova p\u00ebr gatishm\u00ebrin\u00eb e tyre dhe iu luta t\u00eb<\/p>\n

m\u00eb linin disa \u00e7aste vet\u00ebm. Duke biseduar shqip me vetveten,<\/p>\n

fillova t\u00eb \u00e7apitem n\u00ebp\u00ebr sokaket e Kor\u00e7\u00ebs. \u00c7do \u00e7ap m\u00eb jepte<\/p>\n

zem\u00ebr, \u00e7do prekje guri me k\u00ebmb\u00eb, nganj\u00ebher\u00eb nj\u00eb shkarje e<\/p>\n

vog\u00ebl deri n\u00eb humbje ekuilibri, filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb bindte pak nga pak se<\/p>\n

\u2026s\u00eb fundi un\u00eb plot\u00ebsova nj\u00eb q\u00ebllim\u2026, nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr. Un\u00eb b\u00ebra<\/p>\n

gjith\u00eb at\u00eb udh\u00ebtim t\u00eb gjat\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb, ku ka shkelur k\u00ebmba e<\/p>\n

n\u00ebn\u00ebs dhe e babait dhe i shkela ata gur\u00eb. P\u00ebr m\u00eb tep\u00ebr, qyteti i<\/p>\n

Kor\u00e7\u00ebs me fush\u00ebn e tij, kodrat, malet, me stilin e nd\u00ebrtesave<\/p>\n

dhe t\u00eb rrugicave, me traditat dhe kultur\u00ebn, me krejt m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn e<\/p>\n

jetes\u00ebs n\u00eb p\u00ebrgjith\u00ebsi, ishte pothuaj ai q\u00eb un\u00eb kisha nd\u00ebrtuar n\u00eb<\/p>\n

imagjinat\u00ebn time.<\/p>\n

– P\u00ebrve\u00e7 Kor\u00e7\u00ebs, vizitove ndonj\u00eb qytet tjet\u00ebr? \u2013 e pyes.<\/p>\n

– \u201cPo, gjat\u00eb rrug\u00ebs p\u00ebr n\u00eb Sarand\u00eb pata fatin t\u00eb vizitoja<\/p>\n

Gjirokastr\u00ebn dhe k\u00ebshtjell\u00ebn e saj, si dhe qytetin antik dhe<\/p>\n

qendr\u00ebn e lasht\u00eb kulturore t\u00eb Butrintit q\u00eb m\u00eb lan\u00eb p\u00ebrshtypje t\u00eb<\/p>\n

ve\u00e7anta. U takova e bisedova me motra e v\u00ebllez\u00ebr t\u00eb gjakut<\/p>\n

tim. Gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn ndjehesha e lumtur, pak e hutuar, por aspak<\/p>\n

e lodhur. Sepse n\u00eb mendjen time trokiste laitmotivi \u201cky udh\u00ebtim<\/p>\n

m\u00eb ndihmoi t\u00eb njoh identitetin tim n\u00ebp\u00ebrmjet origjin\u00ebs s\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb<\/p>\n

prind\u00ebrore.<\/p>\n

– Vizita n\u00eb vendin e t\u00eb par\u00ebve t\u00eb mi, me siguri, i qet\u00ebsoi<\/p>\n

n\u00ebn\u00ebn e baban\u00eb aty ku prehen. Sapo mb\u00ebrrita n\u00eb Miami,<\/p>\n

vizitova varrin e n\u00ebn\u00ebs dhe ndjeva thell\u00eb n\u00eb shpirt uratat e saj.<\/p>\n

Gjeta aty nj\u00eb far\u00eb balancimi t\u00eb ndjenjave t\u00eb mia, q\u00eb s\u2019e kisha<\/p>\n

provuar m\u00eb par\u00eb. Koh\u00eb m\u00eb von\u00eb udh\u00ebtova p\u00ebr n\u00eb Uster, mbasi<\/p>\n

e ndjeja si detyr\u00eb t\u00eb vizitoja edhe varrin e babait. Dhe at\u00eb dit\u00eb,<\/p>\n

lavdi Zotit, u njoha rast\u00ebsisht me nj\u00eb bashkatadhetar, banor t\u00eb<\/p>\n

Usterit, Jani Melka. Kur mori vesh se po shkoja n\u00eb varreza, ai<\/p>\n

m\u00eb dhuroi nj\u00eb buqet\u00eb speciale me lule. Nuk ishin lule t\u00eb<\/p>\n

zakonshme: far\u00ebn e tyre e kishte sjell\u00eb nga Shqip\u00ebria dhe p\u00ebr<\/p>\n

her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb po lul\u00ebzonin n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb.<\/p>\n

– I vendosa ato lule te guri i varrit, si p\u00ebr t\u2019u \u00e7mallur me<\/p>\n

m\u00ebm\u00ebdheun e larg\u00ebt, si nj\u00eb simbol t\u00eb dashuris\u00eb s\u00eb pashuar q\u00eb<\/p>\n

rrjedh nga nj\u00eb brez tek tjetri\u2026<\/p>\n

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