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           Roman autobiografik<\/p>\n\n\n\n

      Ramadan Pasma\u00e7iu<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       -1938- 2021-<\/p>\n\n\n\n

  Pjes\u00eb t\u00eb zgjedhura<\/p>\n\n\n\n

P\u00ebrgatitur p\u00ebr\nbotim,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

nga Agim Xh.\nD\u00ebshnica<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fati i mbrapsht i  gjeologut. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mezi sa e gjeta\nzyr\u00ebn gjeologjike. Ajo nuk ishte n\u00eb komitetin ekzekutiv, por te disa baraka\njasht\u00eb Burrelit, n\u00eb drejtim t\u00eb Klosit. Eca n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb gjer atje. Dhe rruga nuk\nishte aq e shkurt\u00ebr, por ndonja dy kilometra e ca. Kap\u00ebrceva nj\u00eb xhade makine\nt\u00eb tat\u00ebpjet\u00eb me kthesa t\u00eb forta. Pastaj rash\u00eb n\u00eb terren t\u00eb shesht\u00eb e me gropa.\nSi\u00e7 m\u00eb kishin treguar, do t\u00eb m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb ngjisja edhe nj\u00eb malore me balt\u00eb. T\u00eb\ndjeshmen, dukej, kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb shi. Toka e but\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb b\u00ebrryl t\u00eb ep\u00ebrm, e rrahur\nnga rrotat e makinave dhe nga k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e njer\u00ebzve, ishte shnd\u00ebrruar n\u00eb nj\u00eb brum\u00eb\nq\u00eb mezi sa i shqiteshe. Por, as q\u00eb desha t\u2019ia dija. Isha i vendosur ta gjeja\npatjet\u00ebr Ahmetin, edhe sikur ta dija se do t\u00eb mbetesha at\u00eb nat\u00eb n\u00eb Burrel!\nMjaft q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebsoja a ishte mir\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pas pak, i kisha\nbarakat e gjeolog\u00ebve jo m\u00eb larg se pes\u00ebdhjet\u00eb e ca met\u00ebr. Muzgu po binte. Nj\u00eb\nmuzg i zymt\u00eb n\u00ebn qiell t\u00eb vran\u00ebt. Konturet e kodrave p\u00ebrreth, plot shkurre e\nbim\u00eb t\u00eb shkurtra t\u00eb gjelbra, po humbisnin. Dhe ja, tek p\u00ebrshk\u00ebnditi nj\u00eb llamp\u00eb\nelektrike me drit\u00eb t\u00eb zbeht\u00eb n\u00eb hyrjen e nj\u00ebr\u00ebs prej barakave! Sa iu afrova\nasaj, thirra. Nuk m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj kush. Thirra prap\u00eb, i bindur se ai q\u00eb do t\u00eb\ndilte i pari n\u00eb prag, do t\u00eb ishte Ahmeti. Se, domosdo, do t\u00eb ma kishte njohur\nz\u00ebrin. Sa do t\u00eb habitej dhe sa do t\u00eb g\u00ebzohej, kur t\u00eb m\u00eb shihte! Prita, duke\nnxjerr\u00eb paqet\u00ebn t\u00eb ndizja nj\u00eb cigare. Nd\u00ebrkaq shquajta nj\u00eb trup t\u00eb gjat\u00eb me nj\u00eb\nmushama t\u00eb verdh\u00eb gjer te k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e me nj\u00eb kapele kasket\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00ebn e thinjur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Bujrum, shok! –\nm\u00eb tha. – Mir\u00eb se vjen!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Mir\u00eb se t\u00eb gjej!\n– ia ktheva dhe e pyeta: – A je i gjeologjis\u00eb ti?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po, si urdhnon!\nSh\u00ebrbej si roje k\u00ebtu, por edhe si kuzhinier. U baj djemve me hang\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Bukur fort! Po\nvij nga Tirana un\u00eb. Jam shok i vjet\u00ebr i Ahmet Bregut. E pata nj\u00eb pun\u00eb k\u00ebndej.\nSapo e mbarova, thash\u00eb ta takoj sa p\u00ebr pak e pastaj t\u00eb kthehem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Jo, bre! – ma\nktheu i habitur, duke l\u00ebvizur mbi nj\u00ebr\u00ebn k\u00ebmb\u00eb. – Je lodh\u00eb kot, besa! S\u2019mundesh\nme e takue k\u00ebtu as sojt e as mot!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– S\u2019po t\u00eb marr\nvesh!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Eja, eja\nmbrend\u00eb! Ulu e \u00e7lodhu nji fije! Po ta baj nji \u00e7aj e po t\u00eb kallzoj!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U preva. \u201c\u00c7\u2019do t\u00eb\nm\u00eb kallzonte!?\u201d Nj\u00eb parandjenj\u00eb e keqe m\u00eb p\u00ebrfshiu t\u00eb t\u00ebrin, por s\u2019e dhash\u00eb\nveten. E ndoqa nga pas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si m\u00eb vuri \u00e7ajin\np\u00ebrpara, roja m\u00eb pyeti:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Me taman je shok\ni vjet\u00ebr me inxhinier Ahmetin, a?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Qysh jo! E kemi\nb\u00ebr\u00eb bashk\u00eb shkoll\u00ebn e mesme, n\u00eb Ku\u00e7ov\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7\u2019ka thue!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Posi, posi!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai l\u00ebshoi nj\u00eb\npsher\u00ebtim\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ah, rrezikziu!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mendova se ishte\nrr\u00ebzuar n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb rr\u00ebpir\u00eb e ishte vrar\u00eb, gj\u00eb q\u00eb ndodhte ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb me\ngjeolog\u00ebt, kur ngjisnin shkrepat e maleve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Pse, \u00e7far\u00eb i\npaska ndodhur!? – e pyeta rojen me nj\u00eb frym\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Si me ta than\u00eb? –\nm\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj i d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar. – Erdh\u00ebn para nji jave dhe e arrestune k\u00ebtu, kur\nishte tue fjet\u00eb, tre polic\u00eb dhe dy oficera nga ata t\u00eb Deg\u00ebs. Mor\u00ebm vesht ma\nmbrapa se paska dasht\u00eb me u arratis\u00eb n\u00eb Jugosllavi!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Jo, mor, jo!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po, or, po!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– E pastaj?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7a dij gja vet\u00eb!\nPrandej, ma mir\u00eb ik tash, e as mos i tako gjeolog\u00ebt, q\u00eb jan\u00eb kah vijn\u00eb! Pula\ns\u2019ke, \u00e7\u2019ka t\u00eb lypet me ia ba ish!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kishte t\u00eb drejt\u00eb.\nDukej njeri i pat\u00ebkeq. U ndava me \u2019t\u00eb dhe u nisa drejt Burrelit n\u00ebp\u00ebr terr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI shkreti Ahmet!\n– thoshja hap m\u00eb hap. – Ia paska kurdisur vjehrri, kolonel i sigurimit se\nia  kishte ndar\u00eb t\u00eb bij\u00ebn -grua  e p\u00ebrdal\u00eb e kapur  befas n\u00eb takim me nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr,  Pra. Ahmetin e paskan rrasur n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb qeli\ndhe kushedi se n\u00eb \u00e7\u2019kamp! Do t\u00eb vuaj\u00eb kushedi sa vjet si i burgosur politik! Do\nt\u00eb d\u00ebrrmohet e sakatohet, edhe pse i pafajsh\u00ebm, si sa e sa!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I rritur jetim\nAhmeti! Prej vitesh – edhe pa baba! I vet\u00ebm tashm\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb! E kush do t\u00eb\nkujdesej p\u00ebr \u2018t\u00eb! Kush do t\u2019i \u00e7onte nj\u00eb paqet\u00eb cigare tek ishte!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cZoti e\nndihmoft\u00eb!\u201d – p\u00ebshp\u00ebrita, gati t\u00eb shp\u00ebrtheja n\u00eb lot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gjeta m\u00eb von\u00eb nj\u00eb\nmakin\u00eb vet\u00ebshkarkuese, nga ato me karroceri metalike, q\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb Milot. Hipa\nn\u00eb kabin\u00eb me shoferin. Ishte goxha burr\u00eb dhe donte muhabet. Po ku qesh\u00eb n\u00eb\ngjendje un\u00eb! As q\u00eb e kisha mendjen n\u00eb vend! U shtira sikur m\u00eb vinte gjum\u00eb. Dhe\nai s\u2019m\u00eb trazoi. L\u00ebkundesha gjat\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb rrug\u00ebs me kok\u00ebn mbi b\u00ebrrylin e mb\u00ebshtetur\nn\u00eb an\u00eb t\u00eb sediljes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te kthesa e La\u00e7it\nmakina ndaloi. Gjysm\u00eb ore, si pata zbritur prej saj, erdhi e m\u00eb mori nj\u00eb skod\u00eb\ngjer n\u00eb Fush\u00eb – Kruj\u00eb. L\u00ebre! Copa – copa udh\u00ebtova gjer n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb. Arrita n\u00eb\nsht\u00ebpi pas mesnate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     Nisin shqet\u00ebsimet p\u00ebr revist\u00ebn e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pati kaluar ndonj\u00eb\nmuaj e ca nga dita e vdekjes  s\u00eb Enver\nHoxh\u00ebs dhe shum\u00eb vet\u00eb ndiheshin m\u00eb t\u00eb qet\u00eb me nj\u00eb shpres\u00eb t\u00eb vag\u00ebt p\u00ebr\nndryshim. Kisha folur me sekretarin e par\u00eb t\u00eb partis\u00eb t\u00eb Burrelit. Prisja\nndonj\u00eb t\u00eb re nga Astriti. M\u00eb kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb se do t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte vet\u00eb n\u00eb telefon.\nPo ku ishte!? Pse nuk ndihej!? Ndaj edhe n\u00eb ato \u00e7aste me mendjen tek ai po rrija.\nAs q\u00eb m\u00eb jepej t\u00eb punoja. M\u00eb dilte n\u00eb sy motra q\u00eb vuante dhe torturohesha, pse\nnuk po mundesha t\u00eb b\u00ebja dot gj\u00eb p\u00ebr \u2019t\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur, erdhi nj\u00eb\nshok tek un\u00eb dhe m\u00eb lajm\u00ebroi se m\u00eb priste drejtori, por jo ai i pari, se kishte\ndal\u00eb n\u00eb pension. N\u00eb vend t\u00eb tij kishin caktuar Masarin, nj\u00eb t\u00eb ri edhe nga\nmosha, q\u00eb kishte ardhur n\u00eb institutin ton\u00eb disa vite pas meje. Ishte t\u00ebrheq\u00ebs\nn\u00eb pamje dhe i zgjuar. Kur qe thjesht punonj\u00ebs shkencor, m\u00eb afrohej shum\u00eb. I\np\u00eblqente shoq\u00ebria me mua. M\u00eb tej, m\u00eb fliste, madj\u00e9, p\u00ebr intimitete dashurore.\nUn\u00eb e d\u00ebgjoja dhe i thoshja se g\u00ebnjente. Ai m\u00eb betohej e st\u00ebrbetohej. \u201cAh, ti\nje kot fare, p\u00ebr syt\u00eb e ballit!\u201d – ia ktheja m\u00eb n\u00eb fund. Nuk fyhej, por\nshkrihej s\u00eb qeshuri, se m\u00eb donte dhe besonte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nd\u00ebrsa ngjisja\nshkall\u00ebt p\u00ebr tek Masari, vrisja mendjen t\u00eb gjeja se p\u00ebrse m\u00eb kishte thirrur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sa hyra n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e\ntij, ulur n\u00eb kolltukun p\u00ebrball\u00eb der\u00ebs, m\u00eb zun\u00eb syt\u00eb shokun Andrea, inspektorin\ne drejtoris\u00eb s\u00eb shtypit e t\u00eb propagand\u00ebs t\u00eb komitetit q\u00ebndror. E admiroja at\u00eb,\nsidomos pas asaj ngjarjes vite m\u00eb par\u00eb me Lilik\u00ebn, kolegen e vet, e cila u prir\nt\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte gj\u00ebm\u00ebn, se pask\u00ebsha botuar n\u00eb revist\u00eb nj\u00eb fotografi f\u00ebmije t\u00eb nj\u00eb\nfamiljeje t\u00eb deklasuar! Po edhe ishte tip babaxhani Andrea, q\u00eb s\u2019i mbahej kujt\nm\u00eb t\u00eb madh. Iu drejtova i qeshur, duke i zgjatur dor\u00ebn:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ooo, mir\u00eb se\nerdh\u00ebt! Si jeni?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vuri buz\u00ebn n\u00eb gaz\nedhe ai, u ngrit e u takua me mua si me nj\u00eb mik.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po \u00e7\u2019kemi?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Pun\u00eb! – i thash\u00eb\ndhe zura vend p\u00ebrbri, duke parandjer\u00eb di\u00e7ka jo t\u00eb mir\u00eb, se pa shkak nuk do t\u00eb\nkishte ardhur. Dhe, p\u00ebr m\u00eb tep\u00ebr, pse te drejtori, e jo drejtp\u00ebrdrejt tek un\u00eb!?\nAsgj\u00eb s\u2019e lidhte me \u2019t\u00eb, p\u00ebrve\u00e7se me mua, q\u00eb nxirrja nj\u00eb organ shtypi!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u00eb hodhi nj\u00ebr\u00ebn\ndor\u00eb mbi shpatull, filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb shikonte p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb ngultas, pa e nd\u00ebrprer\u00eb\nbuz\u00ebqeshjen, dhe vazhdoi t\u00eb m\u00eb pyeste p\u00ebr sh\u00ebndetin, p\u00ebr njer\u00ebzit e sht\u00ebpis\u00eb,\n\u00e7\u2019thoshte revista, si shkoja me krijimtarin\u00eb\u2026 Dukej, donte t\u00eb dilte diku. Pas\npak, si ia hodhi syt\u00eb kalimthi drejtorit, q\u00eb zhgaraviste kot m\u00eb kot me kok\u00ebn\nulur mbi nj\u00eb cop\u00eb let\u00ebr t\u00eb bardh\u00eb, m\u2019u kthye s\u00ebrish:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– D\u00ebgjo,\nseriozisht t\u00eb pyes: a je gati t\u00eb sh\u00ebrbesh ku ka nevoj\u00eb partia?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nj\u00eb si korrent m\u00eb\np\u00ebrshkoi zemr\u00ebn tej e tej dhe ma pengoi p\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast frym\u00ebmarrjen. Megjithat\u00eb,\nnuk iu shfaqa. Buz\u00ebqesha paksa dhe ia ktheva:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb kjo\npyetje, shoku Andrea! Kuad\u00ebr i ri jam un\u00eb!? E kam dh\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjen qysh se mora\ndiplom\u00ebn e universitetit, para m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00eb \u00e7erek shekulli! Apo mos ka\nlindur ndonj\u00eb problem dhe duhet t\u00eb flasim hapur?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po, mir\u00eb thua!\n\u00c7\u00ebshtja \u00ebsht\u00eb se partia jua vler\u00ebson pun\u00ebn dhe aft\u00ebsit\u00eb, ndaj ka menduar, n\u00ebse\ns\u2019keni kund\u00ebrshtim, t\u2019ju v\u00ebj\u00eb n\u00eb dispozicion p\u00ebr nj\u00eb detyr\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E qart\u00eb fare!\nDonin t\u00eb m\u00eb largonin q\u00eb andej dhe shpejt. T\u00eb gjitha t\u00eb tjerat ishin fjal\u00eb n\u00eb\ner\u00eb. Po cila t\u00eb qe arsyeja!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Heshta p\u00ebr pak dhe\ni thash\u00eb shokut Andrea:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– T\u00eb jeni t\u00eb\nbindur se ju respektoj shum\u00eb, ndaj dhe ju flas sinqerisht! Po e lat\u00eb n\u00eb\nd\u00ebshir\u00ebn time, un\u00eb nuk dua t\u00eb l\u00ebviz nga puna q\u00eb kam. Jam n\u00eb profilin tim,\ntashm\u00eb me p\u00ebrvoj\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb k\u00ebtu, qysh nga numri i par\u00eb i revist\u00ebs, s\u00eb cil\u00ebs\nedhe emrin ia kam v\u00ebn\u00eb vet\u00eb, dhe mendoj se asgj\u00eb nuk m\u00eb shkon keq. Ndryshe\n\u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb caktohem diku gjetk\u00eb, tek do t\u00eb m\u00eb duhet ta nis gjith\u00e7ka nga fillimi\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai m\u00eb nd\u00ebrpreu:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po p\u00ebrgatitja\njuaj e tanishme \u00ebsht\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Detyra e re, m\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme, tek padyshim do ta\nkeni edhe pag\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe, ju takon!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U ngrita n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Jo! Nuk e dua!\nJu lutem!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U ngrit edhe ai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– N\u00eb rregull! –\ntha. – Mbaroi! Un\u00eb isha i ngarkuar t\u2019ju merrja thjesht mendimin!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U drejtua nga\ndera. Masari iu vu pas. Ai iu kthye e i vuri nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb mbi sup:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Jo, jo, rri ti,\ndrejtor! – Dhe m\u00eb hodhi krahun mua. – Le t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrcjell\u00eb \u201cshefi\u201d!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I zbrit\u00ebm shkall\u00ebt\nngadal\u00eb. Andreas i qeshnin syt\u00eb e i qe b\u00ebr\u00eb qejfi nga p\u00ebrgjigjja ime! K\u00ebrkoi q\u00eb\nta shoq\u00ebroja nj\u00eb cop\u00eb rrug\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– M\u00eb the q\u00ebpar\u00eb se\nke respekt p\u00ebr mua, – ia nisi ai p\u00ebrs\u00ebri, sa dol\u00ebm nga instituti, – po edhe un\u00eb\nt\u00eb dua, se t\u00eb njoh, kupton? Ndaj mbam\u00eb vesh! S\u2019mund t\u2019ia hiqja kapakun\ntenxheres n\u00eb sy t\u00eb drejtorit, se ti je yni, ti je i shtypit, jo ai! Kupton? Me\nat\u00eb n\u00eb mes fola zyrtarisht dhe i detyruar, se megjith\u00ebq\u00eb je n\u00eb numenklatur\u00ebn\nton\u00eb, n\u00eb organik\u00eb t\u00eb ka ministria e arsimit. Pra, me ty, vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr vet\u00ebm, do t\u00eb\nflas si shoku me shokun. Dhe ja, si \u00ebsht\u00eb puna! Po ta them, po mos ia z\u00ebr n\u00eb\ngoj\u00eb njeriu! Ke d\u00ebgjuar mbase q\u00eb po b\u00ebhen shkurtime edhe lart, tek ne. Na ka\ngjetur belaja me at\u00eb shoqen Lilika, na ka ngecur sharra n\u00eb gozhd\u00eb, dhe s\u2019po\ndim\u00eb nga t\u2019ia mbajm\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb vendosur t\u00eb largohet nga drejtoria jon\u00eb, jo ve\u00e7 si e\ntep\u00ebrt, po edhe si e paaft\u00eb. Dhe e kan\u00eb pyetur se ku d\u00ebshiron t\u00eb shkoj\u00eb.\nKryetare e organizat\u00ebs s\u00eb grave t\u00eb Tiran\u00ebs nuk do! Kryeredaktore n\u00eb revist\u00ebn\n\u201cShqiptarja e re\u201d nuk do! Sekretare kolegjiumi n\u00eb gazet\u00ebn \u201cPuna\u201d nuk do! Ka\nngulur k\u00ebmb\u00eb si mushka q\u00eb t\u00eb vij\u00eb e t\u00eb z\u00ebj\u00eb vendin t\u00ebnd, se thot\u00eb q\u00eb paska\ntalent p\u00ebr t\u2019u marr\u00eb me let\u00ebrsi p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00eb! Ke par\u00eb k\u00ebshtu!? Hajde dhe gjeji\nmendjen! Prandaj erdha. T\u00eb t\u00eb pyes n\u00eb pranon, po t\u00eb t\u00eb gjendet nj\u00eb pun\u00eb m\u00eb e\nmir\u00eb. Se k\u00ebshtu \u00ebsht\u00eb porosia, q\u00eb po t\u00eb mos pranosh ti, hi\u00e7 mos t\u00eb t\u00eb luajn\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Iu p\u00ebrgjigja i\n\u00e7liruar:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– E, ashtu, nuk\npranoj, nuk!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Dakord! Rri i\nqet\u00eb tani! S\u2019t\u00eb l\u00ebviz dot kush me zor, se kan\u00eb mendim t\u00eb mir\u00eb p\u00ebr ty ata t\u00eb\nm\u00ebdhenjt\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E ndoqa me sy tek\nlargohej. I hidhte hapat t\u00eb m\u00ebdha. Era q\u00eb frynte nga veriu ia shtynte\npantallonat e gjera djathtas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pas disa dit\u00ebsh,\nai erdhi p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb institut, ve\u00e7 jo te zyra e drejtorit, por drejt e tek un\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Prap\u00eb m\u00eb d\u00ebrguan\nt\u00eb t\u00eb pyes, – m\u00eb tha, – se ajo s\u2019do q\u00eb s\u2019do t\u00eb heq\u00eb dor\u00eb! Pra, a pranon ta l\u00ebsh\nrevist\u00ebn, n\u00eb rast se t\u00eb gjendet nj\u00eb vend m\u00eb i mir\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– E thash\u00eb nj\u00eb\nher\u00eb! K\u00ebshtu, vullnetarisht, jo! Me urdh\u00ebr, \u00ebsht\u00eb tjet\u00ebr gj\u00eb! S\u2019kam \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebj! – iu\np\u00ebrgjigja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ke hak\u00eb! – ma\nktheu. – Je rehat k\u00ebtu, hi\u00e7 mos luaj! – m\u00eb dha dor\u00ebn dhe u largua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kaluan dy jav\u00eb e\nai nuk po dukej m\u00eb. Por, a mund ta flija mendjen? Kurrsesi! Lilika kishte n\u00eb\ndor\u00eb edhe gurin edhe arr\u00ebn. Qe tinzare. Nj\u00eb lloj Dhorke! Dinte t\u00eb ta l\u00ebshonte\nujin n\u00ebn rrogoz. Nga ajo gjith\u00e7ka mund t\u00eb prisje. Dhe s\u2019kishe ku t\u00eb ankoheshe.\nIshte si t\u00eb t\u00eb vinte e keqja nga kadiu. Kush do t\u00eb ta b\u00ebnte gjyqin?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe erdhi nj\u00eb\ndit\u00eb, kur e pash\u00eb at\u00eb n\u00eb institut. Isha duke dal\u00eb nga zyra ime, n\u00eb korridorin e\nkatit t\u00eb par\u00eb. Kaloi para meje serioze, me nj\u00eb \u00e7ant\u00eb prej l\u00ebkure t\u00eb holl\u00eb n\u00ebn\nsqetull. U duk q\u00eb nuk e priste t\u00eb m\u00eb ndeshte aq papritur, se nd\u00ebrroi n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb.\nSikur u zu ngusht\u00eb e s\u2019dinte \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebnte. M\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti vet\u00ebm duke luajtur\nleht\u00eb kok\u00ebn, dhe ngjiti shkall\u00ebt p\u00ebr te drejtori. Ishte me nj\u00eb pal\u00eb pandofla t\u00eb\nsheshta, t\u00eb lehta, prej gome, si t\u00eb donte t\u00eb mos i ndiheshin hapat, nj\u00eblloj si\nhajdutit. Dhe v\u00ebrtet n\u00eb at\u00eb rast ajo s\u2019i linte gj\u00eb mangut atij. A nuk po vinte\nt\u00eb m\u00eb vidhte pun\u00ebn? Jo! Qesh\u00eb i vonuar n\u00eb gjetjen time. Ajo ma pask\u00ebsh vjedhur\ne p\u00ebrlar\u00eb, e un\u00eb as q\u00eb e dija! Madj\u00e9, dit\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb qenk\u00ebsh njoftuar edhe\ndrejtori, Masari, se ajo ishte rekomanduar kryeredaktore e revist\u00ebs, por si\u00e7\ndoli m\u00eb von\u00eb, ai s\u2019kishte pasur goj\u00eb t\u00eb ma thoshte, po edhe kishte shkuar me\nshpres\u00eb se at\u00eb gj\u00eb do t\u00eb mund ta prap\u00ebsonte ministria!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vet\u00ebm pas dhjet\u00eb\nminutash, un\u00eb e Lilika ishim t\u00eb dy n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e drejtorit. Ai, ashtu si\u00e7 kishte\nb\u00ebr\u00eb edhe n\u00eb takimin me shokun Andrea, rrinte me kok\u00ebn ulur, pa m\u00eb v\u00ebshtruar\ndrejt. Kishte nj\u00eb pamje v\u00ebrtet t\u00eb zymt\u00eb dhe i mbante buz\u00ebt t\u00eb shtr\u00ebnguara.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Me shoqen Lilika\nnjiheni, besoj? – m\u00eb pyeti pas pak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po! – iu\np\u00ebrgjigja shkurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo rrinte ulur\ndhe k\u00ebmb\u00eb p\u00ebrmbi k\u00ebmb\u00eb n\u00eb kolltuk, me nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz let\u00ebr t\u00eb bardh\u00eb sip\u00ebr \u00e7ant\u00ebs e\nme nj\u00eb stilolaps n\u00eb dor\u00eb, si e gatshme t\u00eb sh\u00ebnonte \u00e7do fjal\u00eb ton\u00ebn, p\u00ebr ta\nraportuar diku. Flok\u00ebt e saj t\u00eb drejt\u00eb e t\u00eb dredhur paksa nga fundi, t\u00eb lyer n\u00eb\nnj\u00eb g\u00ebshtenj\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7elur, l\u00ebkura e holl\u00eb e drit\u00ebzbeht\u00eb e fytyr\u00ebs, rrudhat ndon\u00ebse\nt\u00eb cekta n\u00ebp\u00ebr gryk\u00eb dhe gusha disi e varur, tregonin se kishte hyr\u00eb me koh\u00eb n\u00eb\ngjysm\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebs. Nd\u00ebrsa syt\u00eb kafe, t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj e t\u00eb l\u00ebvizsh\u00ebm dhe qafa\nenkas e ngrehur, sikur ngulmonin t\u00eb shfaqnin me zor vitalitetin, q\u00eb po i\nshuhej, dhe p\u00ebrpjekjen e d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur si me dh\u00ebmb\u00eb joshjen\nfem\u00ebrore, q\u00eb po i rr\u00ebshqiste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb\n\u00e7\u00ebshtje, q\u00eb ka t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb drejtp\u00ebrs\u00ebdrejti me ju, prandaj nuk mund t\u00eb mos ju\nth\u00ebrrisja! – m\u00eb tha drejtori aty p\u00ebr aty. – Shoqja Lilika qenka rekomanduar\nkryeredaktore n\u00eb revist\u00ebn ton\u00eb p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo e nd\u00ebrpreu\nsakaq:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Aaa, jo, shoku\nMasar! S\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb fjala p\u00ebr rekomandim k\u00ebtu, po p\u00ebr em\u00ebrim!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai hapi duart\nanash dhe iu kthye:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Un\u00eb ju kuptoj.\nJuve ju p\u00eblqen t\u00eb vini tek ne. Dhe, si t\u00eb thuash, \u00ebsht\u00eb nder q\u00eb kolektivi yn\u00eb\nt\u00eb ket\u00eb n\u00eb gjirin e vet nj\u00eb kuad\u00ebr me p\u00ebrvoj\u00eb pune n\u00eb aparatin e komitetit\nq\u00ebndror. Por, nuk dua t\u00eb m\u00eb keqkuptoni! Problemi \u00ebsht\u00eb se kryeredaktori nuk na\nmungon! S\u2019mund t\u00eb jen\u00eb dy t\u00eb till\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb revist\u00eb! Prandaj, do t\u00eb bisedoj me\nepror\u00ebt e mi. S\u2019kam kompetenc\u00eb t\u2019ju pranoj, pasi edhe shoku\u2026. – shtoi, duke m\u00eb\ntreguar mua, – nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vart\u00ebs imi i drejtp\u00ebrdrejt\u00eb, por n\u00eb numenklatur\u00eb t\u00eb\ndyfisht\u00eb, t\u00eb Ministris\u00eb s\u00eb Arsimit e t\u00eb Shkenc\u00ebs, si punonj\u00ebsi yn\u00eb, dhe t\u00eb\nAparatit t\u00eb Komitetit Q\u00ebndror, si gazetar titullar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb kjo!? –\nu hodh p\u00ebrpjet\u00eb e habitur Lilika. – Un\u00eb ju thash\u00eb se em\u00ebrimi im \u00ebsht\u00eb firmosur\nnga nj\u00eb an\u00ebtar i byros\u00eb politike, personalisht nga shoku Foto \u00c7ami, kurse ju\nse\u00e7 ngat\u00ebrroni!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ju lutem, un\u00eb\ns\u2019ngat\u00ebrroj asgj\u00eb! Ju k\u00ebrkoni ta zgjidhni k\u00ebt\u00eb problem me mua dhe verbalisht.\nGabim! N\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb fjala p\u00ebr shkresa nga lart, ato d\u00ebrgohen n\u00eb ministri dhe prej\nandej – tek ne, thjesht p\u00ebr njoftim! Pra, duhet t\u00eb prisni! Dhe, q\u00eb t\u00eb jem i\nsinqert\u00eb, po ju them se p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7\u00ebshtje do t\u00eb paraqisim edhe ne mendimin ton\u00eb,\nn\u00ebse do t\u00eb na k\u00ebrkohet, sigurisht! Kaq \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjitha, h\u00eb p\u00ebr h\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lilika u ngrit\nshum\u00eb e pak\u00ebnaqur. I zgjati dor\u00ebn me p\u00ebrtim drejtorit, pastaj mua, dhe doli nga\nzyra nervoze e goj\u00ebky\u00e7ur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sa mbet\u00ebm vet\u00ebm,\ndrejtori tundi kok\u00ebn dhe tha gjysm\u00eb duke qeshur:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– S\u2019e marr vesh si\nb\u00ebhen k\u00ebto pun\u00eb! Si duan t\u00eb na e l\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb der\u00eb nj\u00eb grua af\u00ebrsisht plak\u00eb, q\u00eb\nvet\u00ebm pas dy a tre vjet\u00ebsh mezi do t\u00eb ec\u00eb rrug\u00ebs, e jo m\u00eb t\u00eb l\u00ebviz\u00eb gjithandej\np\u00ebr t\u00eb nxjerr\u00eb revist\u00ebn!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tunda kok\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Un\u00eb kam hallin\nt\u00ebnd! – shtoi ai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E besova. Kishte\nmbetur shok i mir\u00eb. V\u00ebrtet shqet\u00ebsohej p\u00ebr mua, por qe i pafuqish\u00ebm t\u00eb m\u00eb\nndihmonte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Zyrtar\u00eb t\u00eb pafuqishem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen\nministri lajm\u00ebroi drejtorin t\u00eb paraqitesha tek ai me urgjenc\u00eb. Shkova. Ndon\u00ebse\nnuk e kisha takuar kurr\u00eb her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, se sapo ia kishin dh\u00ebn\u00eb at\u00eb detyr\u00eb, u\nngrit menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe m\u00eb doli p\u00ebrpara i qeshur e krah\u00ebhapur. M\u00eb\nshtr\u00ebngoi dor\u00ebn, m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi leht\u00eb dhe m\u00eb ftoi t\u00eb ulesha p\u00ebrball\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Jua kisha\nd\u00ebgjuar emrin, – m\u00eb tha, – dhe ja tani m\u00eb vjen mir\u00eb, q\u00eb po njihemi nga af\u00ebr. M\u00eb\nkan\u00eb folur me superlativa p\u00ebr ju, ndaj g\u00ebzohem sinqerisht q\u00eb ju shoh dhe ju\nuroj p\u00ebr konsiderat\u00ebn q\u00eb keni, si n\u00eb drejtorin\u00eb e institutit, po ashtu edhe n\u00eb\nkolektiv!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E fal\u00ebnderova sa\np\u00ebr mir\u00ebsjellje, e disi i habitur. \u00c7\u2019synim kishte q\u00eb m\u00eb lavd\u00ebronte!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u00eb mbeti v\u00ebshtrimi\nmbi t\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nj\u00eb shtatshkurt\u00ebr\nmbi t\u00eb tridhjet\u00eb e pesat, q\u00eb l\u00ebvrinte edhe tek rrinte! \u00c7udi! N\u00eb at\u00eb mosh\u00eb me\nato vetulla t\u00eb trasha gjith\u00eb lesh, si t\u00eb Brezhnjevit! Flok\u00ebt t\u00eb drejt\u00eb, t\u00eb zes\u00eb\nsterr\u00eb, t\u00eb dendur e qimeeg\u00ebr, t\u00eb ndar\u00eb me vij\u00eb t\u00eb holl\u00eb anash! Kok\u00ebn mu si\nndonj\u00eb pjep\u00ebr dim\u00ebrak e fytyr\u00ebn vezake, n\u00eb raport t\u00eb drejt\u00eb me trupin. Hund\u00ebn –\nt\u00eb misht\u00eb e t\u00eb rrumbullt mbi flegrat e gjera. Faqet – t\u00eb trasha e t\u00eb ngjeshura.\nSyt\u00eb – t\u00eb but\u00eb e gjithnj\u00eb me nj\u00eb t\u00eb qeshur t\u00eb dyshimt\u00eb si t\u00eb nj\u00eb t\u00eb\ndjall\u00ebzuari. Buza e poshtme – me shum\u00eb tul. Megjith\u00ebse e rregullt, si nga forma\ne ngjyra, i shp\u00ebrvilej pak si tep\u00ebr kur fliste, e ia zbulonte krejt ata dh\u00ebmb\u00eb\nt\u00eb vec\u00ebrr e aq t\u00eb sh\u00ebmtuar, si kokrra kafeje t\u00eb pjekura, t\u00eb brejtura prej\nminjve, e ngaher\u00eb t\u00eb veshur me shkum\u00eb p\u00ebshtyme. \u00c7\u2019lloj njeriu t\u00eb qe, vall\u00eb? Mos\nndoshta finok dhe e kishte n\u00eb praktik\u00ebn e vet t\u2019i lante e t\u2019i lyente t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt,\nt\u2019i ngopte me lug\u00eb t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebt?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Dje ishte tek\nun\u00eb shoku Masar! – shtoi aty p\u00ebr aty. – Fol\u00ebm bashk\u00eb p\u00ebr problemin q\u00eb ju ka\ndal\u00eb. Ai, si drejtor, \u00ebsht\u00eb kryek\u00ebput kund\u00ebr l\u00ebvizjes suaj. Por edhe un\u00eb kund\u00ebr\njam, si s\u2019jam! Dhe nuk marr\u00eb vesh fare se si b\u00ebhen k\u00ebto gj\u00ebra! Sikur\ns\u2019figurojm\u00eb ne k\u00ebtu! T\u00eb mos na pyesin hi\u00e7! Ja, m\u00eb kan\u00eb d\u00ebrguar nj\u00eb shkres\u00eb. M\u00eb\nnjoftojn\u00eb p\u00ebr at\u00eb shoqen e asgj\u00eb m\u00eb! Po ku e vura, ku e vura, ta haj\u00eb dreqi!? E\nk\u00ebrkova edhe q\u00ebpar\u00eb dhe nuk e gjeta. – Ai u ngrit e u p\u00ebrmbys mbi tryez\u00ebn e tij\nt\u00eb pun\u00ebs. Nisi t\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte n\u00ebp\u00ebr nj\u00eb mori letrash t\u00eb shp\u00ebrndara n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb\n\u00e7rregullt mbi t\u00ebr\u00eb syprin\u00ebn. – Jo, s\u2019do q\u00eb s\u2019do t\u00eb dal\u00eb tani! Po \u00e7\u2019na duhet!\nUn\u00eb do t\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigjem prap\u00eb atyre! Por, t\u2019ju them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, nuk di n\u00eb do t\u2019ia\narrij! Sidoqoft\u00eb, si kuad\u00ebr i yni, ju do t\u00eb jeni gjithmon\u00eb n\u00ebn mbrojtjen ton\u00eb!\nPra, do t\u00eb b\u00ebhet si\u00e7 ju ka th\u00ebn\u00eb shoku i d\u00ebrguar n\u00eb institut nga Aparati. Po,\npo! E till\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb edhe porosia, q\u00eb p\u00ebrmbahet n\u00eb shkres\u00eb. Theksohet atje q\u00eb t\u2019ju\ngjendet nj\u00eb vend, sipas meritave e aft\u00ebsive. Dhe k\u00ebshtu do t\u00eb b\u00ebhet, ndon\u00ebse\nun\u00eb ende s\u2019e konsideroj t\u00eb p\u00ebrfunduar \u00e7\u00ebshtjen tuaj. Kemi prap\u00eb shpres\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai vazhdoi t\u00eb m\u00eb\nthoshte se ky qe q\u00ebllimi q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte thirrur e se do t\u00eb takoheshim p\u00ebrs\u00ebri\nbashk\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb, do t\u00eb ishte mir\u00eb, – m\u00eb porositi tek po m\u00eb p\u00ebrcillte, – q\u00eb\nedhe un\u00eb t\u00eb mendoja se ku d\u00ebshiroja t\u00eb sh\u00ebrbeja, n\u00ebse do t\u00eb duhej ta lija\nrevist\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tek kthehesha n\u00eb\ninstitut, rikujtoja thuajse fjal\u00eb p\u00ebr fjal\u00eb \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb ministri i ri.\nDhe nuk isha aspak entusiazt nga pritja q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb. Ngroht\u00ebsia e\nmir\u00ebsjellja e tij m\u2019u duk\u00ebn t\u00eb shtirura dhe po m\u00eb ngacmonte fort ndjenja e\ndyshimit se ai nuk qenk\u00ebsh treguar i sinqert\u00eb ndaj meje! Sikur kishte ngulmuar\nt\u00eb m\u00eb urt\u00ebsonte, q\u00eb t\u00eb mos protestoja, e ca m\u00eb shum\u00eb, q\u00eb t\u00eb mos m\u00eb shkonte\nmendja p\u00ebr t\u2019u ankuar diku lart, n\u00ebn arsyetimin se asaj pune i thoshnin: \u201c\u00c7ohu\nprift, t\u00eb ulet hoxha!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe koha tregoi se\ni kisha r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zv. minist\u00ebr pa\nkultur\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pas nja dy dit\u00ebsh\nm\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi n\u00eb takim z\u00ebvend\u00ebsi i ministrit, Bajrami. Ishte nj\u00eb fytyr\u00eb e shp\u00eblar\u00eb\nme ngjyr\u00eb meiti. Me nj\u00eb t\u00eb qeshur false t\u00eb pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb. T\u00eb linte p\u00ebrshtypjen se\ndi\u00e7ka e padukshme ia mbante buz\u00ebt t\u00eb shtrira si llastik, q\u00eb t\u2019i mbeteshin\ndh\u00ebmb\u00ebt jasht\u00eb, ata dh\u00ebmb\u00eb t\u00eb verdh\u00eb, t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj! Nd\u00ebrsa syt\u00eb si t\u00eb xhamt\u00eb, n\u00eb\nngjyr\u00ebn e ujit t\u00eb ndenjur, nuk i shprehnin kurrfar\u00eb ndjenje af\u00ebrsie. Pamja e\np\u00ebrgjithshme, gjer edhe l\u00ebvizjet e pakuptimta t\u00eb duarve, sikur s\u2019dinte \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb\nb\u00ebnte, e tregonin njeri tep\u00ebr inferior, (sikurse ishte n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb), t\u00eb\npakultur\u00eb e t\u00eb pap\u00ebrgatitur p\u00ebr detyr\u00ebn q\u00eb i kishin dh\u00ebn\u00eb. Cili sharlatan,\nvall\u00eb, dhe p\u00ebr \u00e7\u2019arsye t\u00eb err\u00ebt e t\u00eb pamoralshme ta kishte propozuar p\u00ebr n\u00eb at\u00eb\nvend!? Ku ai e ku shoku Sokrat! Ane Shan, ane Bagdad!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U \u00e7udita, kur\npash\u00eb se qenk\u00ebsh n\u00eb orarin e pritjes! T\u00eb mos pask\u00ebsh gjetur dot nj\u00eb koh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr\np\u00ebr mua!? Sapo e lajm\u00ebruan se kisha mb\u00ebrritur, doli shpejt te dera, m\u00eb ftoi\nbrenda dhe u tha t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve t\u00eb prisnin, se tani do t\u00eb ishte i z\u00ebn\u00eb me shokun\ngazetar!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Isha m\u00eb i lirsh\u00ebm\nme Bajramin, jo si me ministrin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E pata njohur ca\nvite m\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb vendbanim t\u00eb vog\u00ebl industrial, p\u00ebrpara se ta b\u00ebnin\ninstruktor partie dhe ai m\u00eb mbante mend p\u00ebr bukuri. Kisha shkuar atje i d\u00ebrguar\nnga Lidhja e Shkrimtar\u00ebve, me rastin e muajit t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb, p\u00ebr takim me\nlexuesit. Ishte pasdite me shi. N\u00eb or\u00ebn e caktuar hyra n\u00eb Sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e kultur\u00ebs,\npo nuk gjeta gati asgj\u00eb. As njer\u00ebz ishin mbledhur e as sall\u00ebn e kishin\nrregulluar. K\u00ebrkova t\u00eb takoja drejtorin. M\u00eb treguan nj\u00ebrin mbi t\u00eb tridhjetat,\nt\u00eb veshur me pantallona t\u00eb gjera doku blu e me nj\u00eb k\u00ebmish\u00eb t\u00eb kuqe m\u00ebng\u00ebgjat\u00eb,\nt\u00eb mb\u00ebrthyer edhe te brima e fytit. Ai l\u00ebvizte shpejt tutje – t\u00ebhu, duke sjell\u00eb\nkarrige tok me nja tri – kat\u00ebr t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. Ishte me ca flok\u00eb t\u00eb verdh\u00eb t\u00eb palar\u00eb,\nt\u00eb shtruar si me p\u00ebshtym\u00eb. Thoshje se ia kishte l\u00ebpir\u00eb lopa. M\u2019u afrua me ngut\ndhe, duke buz\u00ebqeshur si i z\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb faj, m\u00eb tha maj\u00eb buz\u00ebve:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Mir\u00eb se na\nerdh\u00ebt dhe do t\u00eb na falni, se tani sa arrita nga nj\u00eb fshat, tek kishim nj\u00eb\naktivitet! Ju lutem t\u00eb mos m\u00ebrziteni, se ju siguroj q\u00eb njer\u00ebzit do t\u00eb mblidhen\nbrenda dhjet\u00eb minutave dhe do t\u00eb fillojm\u00eb pa vones\u00eb! – Ai fliste, f\u00ebrkonte\np\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00ebt, dhe her\u00eb – her\u00eb m\u00eb vinte but\u00eb – but\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb mbi shpatulla, si\nt\u00eb donte t\u00eb m\u00eb merrte me t\u00eb mir\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kishte qen\u00eb m\u00ebsues\nn\u00eb nj\u00eb fshat t\u00eb larg\u00ebt, po e kishin v\u00ebn\u00eb drejtor t\u00eb Sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb kultur\u00ebs, se i\njepej, si\u00e7 filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte, p\u00ebr pun\u00eb organizative, po edhe se e qante\nharmonik\u00ebn. Pati b\u00ebr\u00eb shkoll\u00ebn e mesme pedagogjike qysh gjasht\u00eb – shtat\u00eb vjet\nm\u00eb par\u00eb, po ama q\u00eb nga viti i kaluar vazhdonte me korrespondenc\u00eb institutin\npedagogjik dyvje\u00e7ar t\u00eb Shkodr\u00ebs!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Po si ke dal\u00eb n\u00eb\nprovimet?\u201d – e pyeta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Mir\u00eb, mir\u00eb, po…\nhelbet\u00e9, njeri i gjall\u00eb – hesapi, edhe mbetemi n\u00eb ndonj\u00eb l\u00ebnd\u00eb, se na ka\nrr\u00ebshqitur ca koha, \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebsh!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Jo, jo! Koh\u00ebn e\nke tamam! Ndaj t\u00eb takon t\u2019u shtrohesh m\u00ebsimeve! Madj\u00e9, s\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb keq q\u00eb t\u2019ia hysh\nedhe kat\u00ebrvje\u00e7arit!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Poooqysh! – qeshi\nai. – Ku kam kok\u00eb un\u00eb p\u00ebr m\u00eb tej.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

… Pas ca\nvjet\u00ebsh, e hasa Bajramin te shkall\u00ebt e brendshme t\u00eb Ministris\u00eb s\u00eb Arsimit, kur\npo ngjitesha p\u00ebr n\u00eb gazet\u00ebn \u201cM\u00ebsuesi\u201d. Ai po zbriste nga lart. U ndal p\u00ebrpara\nmeje dhe vuri buz\u00ebn n\u00eb gaz, duke m\u00eb zgjatur dor\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– M\u00eb mbani mend?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Si jo! – i\nthash\u00eb. – Je ti, drejtori i Sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb kultur\u00ebs n\u00eb Qerdhasht\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Un\u00eb jam! M\u00eb\nnjoh\u00ebt, h\u00eb!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7\u2019thua! Qysh mos\nt\u00eb t\u00eb njihja! Po kur paske ardhur? \u00c7\u2019kemi andej? Si ven\u00eb pun\u00ebt me kultur\u00ebn?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– H\u00ebh\u00eb, s\u2019m\u00eb lan\u00eb\nshum\u00eb atje. M\u00eb vun\u00eb instruktor partie n\u00eb rreth!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Epo, t\u00eb paska\nprir\u00eb! Dhe at\u00eb dyvje\u00e7arin me siguri do ta kesh mbaruar!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ouu, posi jo!\nEdhe universitetin, bil\u00e9z!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Bukur fort! T\u00eb\nthash\u00eb edhe un\u00eb at\u00ebher\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Posi, posi! M\u00eb\nthat\u00eb ju, po edhe partia m\u00eb kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb! Ndryshe, s\u2019ka si ec\u00ebn p\u00ebrpara\nnj\u00eb kuad\u00ebr! S\u2019thot\u00eb kot shoku Enver n\u00eb veprat e tij largpam\u00ebse, q\u00eb pa arsim\ns\u2019b\u00ebhet gj\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Tamam! Po n\u00eb\nministri pse ke ardhur? Mbase t\u00eb ndihmoj!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ndakord,\nndakord, po nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb nevoja, se m\u00eb kan\u00eb sjell\u00eb k\u00ebtu tani!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po me \u00e7\u2019pun\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Z\u00ebvend\u00ebsminist\u00ebr!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mbeta pa mend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– V\u00ebrtet!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Po, p\u00ebr idealin\ne partis\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Kur k\u00ebshtu!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Ja, tani! S\u2019m\u00eb\njan\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb as tri jav\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– \u00c7udi, si nuk\npaskam marr\u00eb vesh! Po, nejse! Urime!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai vuri nj\u00eb let\u00ebr\nt\u00eb bardh\u00eb p\u00ebrpara e me nj\u00eb stilolaps n\u00eb dor\u00eb m\u00eb tha se donte t\u00eb dinte prej meje\n\u00e7far\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebhej tjet\u00ebr, q\u00eb revista tek punoja ende t\u00eb dilte m\u00eb e mir\u00eb, m\u00eb\ninteresante.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E pash\u00eb n\u00eb sy i\nhabitur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Shoku\nz\u00ebvend\u00ebsminist\u00ebr, – i thash\u00eb, – po t\u00eb dija \u00e7\u2019mund t\u00eb b\u00ebja m\u00eb shum\u00eb, s\u2019e kisha\nl\u00ebn\u00eb pa b\u00ebr\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai m\u00eb nxori shpejt\nnga habia. M\u00eb tha tro\u00e7:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Juve s\u2019ju fsheh\ndot gj\u00eb, se njihemi prej koh\u00ebsh. Pra, ja si \u00ebsht\u00eb puna! Ministri m\u00eb njoftoi se\ndo ta kem un\u00eb n\u00eb ngarkim revist\u00ebn! Por, me th\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, nuk marr vesh nga\nai krah! Prandaj ju thirra, q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb tregoni nja dy gj\u00ebra, sa p\u00ebr orientim!\nDhe, po e mori ajo shoqja pun\u00ebn tuaj, t\u00eb mos i dukem ministrit dy kokrra n\u00eb\nmaj\u00eb t\u00eb deg\u00ebs.Buz\u00ebqesha leht\u00eb, teksa kuptova se largimi im nga revista qenk\u00ebsh\ni bitisur!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Firma e an\u00ebtarit t\u00eb Byros\u00eb politike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nj\u00eb\nparadite, aty nga ora nj\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb, erdhi tek un\u00eb shoqja Lilika. \u00c7\u00ebshtja e saj\nishte p\u00ebrfunduar. Urdhrin me firm\u00ebn e an\u00ebtarit t\u00eb byros\u00eb politike t\u00eb komitetit\nq\u00ebndror, p\u00ebr t\u2019u em\u00ebruar tek donte, s\u2019e shp\u00ebrfillte dot kush. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Isha\nn\u00eb zyr\u00eb tok me Sk\u00ebnder Bal\u00ebn, nj\u00eb letrar – drejtor shkolle, djal\u00eb i mir\u00eb dhe\nshok me mua prej m\u00eb se dhjet\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh. I sinqert\u00eb e besnik! Simpatik n\u00eb pamje e\nme trup elegant. Gjithmon\u00eb – me nj\u00eb n\u00ebnqeshje t\u00eb leht\u00eb t\u00eb syve. Me nj\u00eb dashuri\nt\u00eb thell\u00eb, por t\u00eb p\u00ebrmbajtur, q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk dinte ta shfaqte me fjal\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\npara her\u00eb q\u00eb heshtnim t\u00eb dy aq gjat\u00eb. Sikur na ishte qepur goja. E dija se\nkishte ardhur t\u00eb ma largonte disi m\u00ebrzitjen. A mbase q\u00eb t\u00eb delnim e t\u00eb uleshim\ndiku. Por, si njeri me edukat\u00eb e me natyr\u00eb t\u00eb heshtur, si m\u00eb i ri nga mosha, e\nq\u00eb m\u00eb respektonte n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb nd\u00ebrgjegjshme, s\u2019guxonte t\u00eb ma thoshte i pari.\nKurse un\u00eb, p\u00ebrpiqesha m\u00eb kot t\u00eb shtiresha i qet\u00eb, se s\u2019arrija kurrsesi ta\nfshihja gjendjen time t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb shpirt\u00ebrore. Isha krejt tym. Sk\u00ebnderin, her\u00eb –\nher\u00eb, e shihja thuajse turbull! Dhe si asnj\u00ebher\u00eb e ndieja t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka,\nq\u00eb m\u00eb rrethonte! T\u00eb ftoht\u00eb dhe n\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb plumbi! Muret e zyr\u00ebs, tryez\u00ebn e\npun\u00ebs, dollap\u00ebt, raftet e librave, dosjet… Gjer edhe vizoren e lapsat – n\u00eb\nprekje! I ftoht\u00eb dhe n\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb plumbi ishte, madj\u00e9, edhe ajri, ndon\u00ebse i nj\u00eb\nprilli. Ai, ve\u00e7an\u00ebrisht, m\u00eb rrihte ballin, i cili – si t\u00eb m\u00eb qe veshur me nj\u00eb\ncip\u00ebz t\u00eb padukshme akulli! Po edhe bari i harlisur n\u00eb sheshin para dritareve,\nngjyr\u00eb plumbi m\u00eb dukej! Edhe tjegullat e sht\u00ebpive – t\u00eb ftohta e t\u00eb plumbta!\nEdhe tarracat prej betoni t\u00eb pallateve! Edhe rrezet e diellit! Vet\u00eb dielli i\nftoht\u00eb e i plumbt\u00eb ishte at\u00eb dit\u00eb p\u00ebr mua! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo\nhyri, m\u00eb p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti si me zor dhe m\u00eb tha se k\u00ebrkonte t\u2019i b\u00ebja dor\u00ebzimet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nPse jo! – iu p\u00ebrgjigja. – Urdh\u00ebro e ulu!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ma\nktheu shkurt, n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb e me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb mbi mb\u00ebshtet\u00ebsen e karriges:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nT\u00eb dal\u00eb p\u00ebrjashta ai shoku!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nJo! – ia prita i prekur. – \u00cbsht\u00eb bashk\u00ebpun\u00ebtor i revist\u00ebs, po edhe s\u2019na pengon!\nDhe, m\u00eb kryesorja, k\u00ebtu ende komandoj un\u00eb! Asgj\u00eb pse kjo do t\u00eb zgjas\u00eb edhe fare\npak koh\u00eb! Kur t\u00eb kemi mbaruar pun\u00eb bashk\u00eb, kur t\u00eb ta kem l\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb zyr\u00ebn dhe\n\u00e7el\u00ebsat e der\u00ebs, at\u00ebher\u00eb – po, do t\u00eb dalim ngadal\u00eb t\u00eb dy, n\u00eb qejfin ton\u00eb,\ndometh\u00ebn\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\nthash\u00eb Sk\u00ebnderit: <\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nMir\u00eb je, aty ku je!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai\n– tip i zgjuar. M\u00eb pa n\u00eb sy i heshtur e nuk u tund.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lilika\nmblodhi buz\u00eb e vetulla. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sapo\nfilluam, se kush trokiti. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nHyr! – thash\u00eb me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, si t\u00eb doja t\u2019i tregoja Lilik\u00ebs se v\u00ebrtet isha\nende un\u00eb zot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U\nhap dera dhe u duk n\u00eb prag Jonuz Paleshi, n\u00ebnoficer n\u00eb deg\u00ebn ushtarake, me nj\u00eb\ntubo letrash n\u00eb dor\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nJu uroj sh\u00ebndet! – tha duke buz\u00ebqeshur. – Kam shkruar ca vjersha mbr\u00ebm\u00eb dhe\nerdha q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u2019i shihni, po edhe, kuptohet, q\u00eb t\u00eb vini pak dor\u00eb mbi \u2019to, si usta\nq\u00eb jeni! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ishte\nnj\u00eb nga burrat q\u00eb pillnin nj\u00ebri – tjetrin. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00ebnqesha\ne i tregova se nuk merresha dot m\u00eb me t\u00eb. M\u00eb kishin l\u00ebvizur nga ajo pun\u00eb. Dhe,\nduke treguar Lilik\u00ebn, shtova se ja, at\u00eb \u00e7ast po b\u00ebja dor\u00ebzimet!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hapi\nsyt\u00eb si guak! Goditi gjurin e majt\u00eb me tubon e letrave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nSi k\u00ebshtu, dreqi e mori! – foli si me vete dhe psher\u00ebtiu. – Qenkam lodhur kot,\ndometh\u00ebn\u00eb!? Po k\u00ebto t\u00eb shkurtra jan\u00eb, sikur t\u2019u hidhje nj\u00eb sy dhe t\u2019i d\u00ebrgoja\nte revista \u201cFatosi\u201d! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u2019u\nb\u00eb se fytyra i mori sakaq pamjen e nj\u00eb derri.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nAt\u00ebher\u00eb, shko t\u2019ia hedhin syrin atje! – i thash\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nPo pse!? Un\u00eb nuk ju pengoj shum\u00eb, vet\u00ebm pes\u00eb – gjasht\u00eb minuta! Ja, t\u2019i marrim\nleje edhe k\u00ebsaj shoqes! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai\nsikur po m\u00eb nxiste t\u2019i b\u00ebrtisja, por nuk mund t\u00eb mos p\u00ebrmbahesha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nJonuz, na lejo t\u00eb vazhdojm\u00eb pun\u00ebn! – i thash\u00eb me z\u00eb disi m\u00eb t\u00eb ngritur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nMir\u00eb, mir\u00eb, po shkoj! – ma ktheu qejfprishur. Mblodhi buz\u00ebt, mezi u shkul dhe\ndoli, fytyr\u00ebshtremb\u00ebruar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shfryva\nme vete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Erdhi\nradha t\u2019i dor\u00ebzoja Lilik\u00ebs nja gjasht\u00eb – shtat\u00eb materiale t\u00eb faqosura e t\u00eb\nilustruara, t\u00eb gatshme p\u00ebr t\u2019u d\u00ebrguar n\u00eb shtyp n\u00eb numrat e m\u00ebpassh\u00ebm. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nJo, jo! – ma priti me kryene\u00e7\u00ebsi. – Nuk m\u00eb duhet asgj\u00eb e till\u00eb! Kam idera t\u00eb\nreja. Do ta filloj gjith\u00e7ka nga e para!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nd\u00ebrsa,\np\u00ebr makin\u00ebn e shkrimit u ndal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nPse nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb sh\u00ebnuar numri i k\u00ebsaj n\u00eb inventar? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nPa num\u00ebr ma kan\u00eb dh\u00ebn\u00eb! – ia ktheva i qet\u00eb. – S\u2019ka ndonj\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi kjo! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nSi s\u2019paska! Po sikur t\u00eb jet\u00eb nd\u00ebrruar?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\npyeta, duke e v\u00ebshtruar ngultas:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nN\u00eb er\u00eb flet!?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\nuli z\u00ebrin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nJo, jo, por dua t\u00eb jem e rregullt n\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

U\nngrita sakaq n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

–\nE po, bashk\u00eb mbaruam! Vazhdo me sekretaren! E ke lart, n\u00eb katin e dyt\u00eb! Edhe\n\u00e7el\u00ebsat e zyr\u00ebs tek ajo do t\u2019i gjesh! Dalim tashti! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dola\nsi\u00e7 kisha th\u00ebn\u00eb, ngadal\u00eb – ngadal\u00eb me Sk\u00ebnder Bal\u00ebn, si e vura Lilik\u00ebn p\u00ebrpara.\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mbeti\nsi e ngrir\u00eb n\u00eb korridor, pas shpin\u00ebs sime. E gjora! E s\u00ebmur\u00eb nga trut\u00eb! Kishte\nardhur me pushk\u00ebn e jevgut dhe me fantazira si t\u00eb Don Kishotit! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sapo\najo u ngjit p\u00ebrpjet\u00eb shkall\u00ebve, ktheva kok\u00ebn vetiu dhe v\u00ebshtrova rr\u00ebshqitas\npragun e zyr\u00ebs sime. M\u00eb rrahu zemra fort. M\u2019u p\u00ebrqeth trupi e u drodha. Buza e\nposhtme m\u00eb reg\u00ebtiu si gjethe… <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ishin\nemocione.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe\naq t\u00eb fuqish\u00ebm! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Aspak\nt\u00eb jasht\u00ebzakonsh\u00ebm! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Njer\u00ebzor\u00eb\ndhe t\u00eb natyrsh\u00ebm! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\nnuk do ta kaloja m\u00eb at\u00eb prag, q\u00eb e kisha kaluar tet\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vjet, qysh se\nrevist\u00ebs, q\u00eb pritej t\u00eb lindte, nuk i ishte gjetur ende emri! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur\nas q\u00eb i sillej dot para syve fytyra! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

E,\npra, un\u00eb kisha qen\u00eb pag\u00ebzuesi i saj! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Un\u00eb\nvet\u00eb – edhe krijuesi! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tet\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb\nvjet pun\u00eb aty! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sa\nshum\u00eb net pa gjum\u00eb m\u00eb ishin dashur! Sa shum\u00eb lodhje e mundim!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kisha\npritur e p\u00ebrcjell\u00eb qindra! Njer\u00ebz me tru e fyla! Shkrimtar\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb dhe\npseudo! Gjer edhe nj\u00eb detashment me burra q\u00eb pillnin! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

U\nkisha dh\u00ebn\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebve e prind\u00ebrve mbi dyqind e nj\u00ebzet numra reviste! Secili – i\nmezisapritur! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tet\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb\nvjet! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\nkisha kap\u00ebrcyer at\u00eb prag s\u00eb pari her\u00eb tridhjet\u00eb e dy vje\u00e7. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qesh\u00eb\nat\u00ebher\u00eb, kush m\u00eb mban mend e di, nj\u00eb flok\u00ebzi t\u00ebrheq\u00ebs gjith\u00eb ka\u00e7urrela! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe\ntani s\u2019isha ve\u00e7se nj\u00eb pes\u00ebdhjet\u00ebvje\u00e7ar i thinjur plot\u00ebsisht! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Po\nlargohesha mes nj\u00eb heshtjeje t\u00eb thell\u00eb mbyt\u00ebse! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pa\nnj\u00eb p\u00ebrg\u00ebzim! Midis nj\u00eb korridori shurdh, t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebt, t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si\nnjeri pa njeri, q\u00eb gjendet i vdekur befas brenda sht\u00ebpis\u00eb dhe nxirret jasht\u00eb\nshpejt – shpejt, me nj\u00eb funeral shkel e shko, p\u00ebr t\u2019iu l\u00ebshuar banesa nj\u00eb\ntjetri, q\u00eb kurrsesi nuk i takon! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c7\u2019e\npadrejt\u00eb! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe\nrevista, tamam si ndonj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb q\u00eb mbetej jetim, e ndar\u00eb p\u00ebrdhunsh\u00ebm nga\nprindi, po lihej pa kok\u00eb\u00e7arje n\u00eb dor\u00eb t\u00eb njerk\u00ebs! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

           Roman autobiografik       Ramadan Pasma\u00e7iu        -1938- 2021-   Pjes\u00eb t\u00eb zgjedhura P\u00ebrgatitur p\u00ebr botim, nga Agim Xh. D\u00ebshnica Fati i mbrapsht i  gjeologut. Mezi sa e gjeta zyr\u00ebn gjeologjike. Ajo nuk ishte n\u00eb komitetin ekzekutiv, por te disa baraka jasht\u00eb Burrelit, n\u00eb drejtim t\u00eb Klosit. Eca n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb gjer atje. Dhe rruga nuk…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9457,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9456","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-letersi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9456","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9456"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9456\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9458,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9456\/revisions\/9458"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9457"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9456"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9456"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9456"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}