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Episod me insekt <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ulem n\u00eb kafene tan lezet, me shiju at\u00eb pako\u00e7ast, pas ca\nor\u00ebve t\u00eb mira pune. Pamja p\u00ebrball\u00eb meje nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb zgjedhja me e mir\u00eb e\nmundshme, por gjith\u00ebsesi, ngjan disi m\u00eb interesante n\u00eb krahasim me hi\u00e7mosgj\u00ebn\u00eb,\nq\u00ebndrimin vendnum\u00ebro atje brenda, mes kat\u00ebr mureve, q\u00eb as flasin as d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb,\nas hidh\u00ebrohen as hidh\u00ebrojn\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nejse, duhet ta pranoj se e nisa disi shqet\u00ebsuesh\u00ebm, pasi\nkamarieri nuk ma solli menj\u00ebher\u00eb kafen, dhe q\u00ebndrimi im i parehatsh\u00ebm, tek nj\u00eb\nsympreht\u00eb, mund t\u00eb v\u00ebrehej fare qart\u00eb. Mandej, mos tu v\u00ebnt\u00eb pas sikleti se nuk\nt\u00eb shqitet leht\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nuk zgjat shum\u00eb kjo atmosfer\u00eb, nj\u00eb insekt del nga guaska ku\ne kishte struk vet\u00ebn dhe, prraf k\u00ebrcen mbi tavolin\u00eb. P\u00ebrplaset mesp\u00ebrmes\nngusht\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb tij, gum\u00ebzhin, ul\u00ebrin, gradualisht nxin gjith\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn. I th\u00ebm\nbut\u00ebsisht; – qet\u00ebsohu, ja ku ke hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn t\u00ebnde, nuk ta c\u00ebnon njeri! – por nuk\nd\u00ebgjon, nuk arsyeton, madje shton rropatjet, tonalitetin, deformohet edhe m\u00eb\nkeq, zapton gjith\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn. Atyp\u00ebraty qortoj vet\u00ebn, – hej, se insekt \u00ebsht\u00eb,\nmos pret t\u00eb ndodhe ndonj\u00eb mrekulli t\u00eb t\u00eb kuptoje me fjal\u00eb?! Pra, duhen marr\u00eb\nmasa serioze. Heq kujdessh\u00ebm atleten e k\u00ebmb\u00ebs s\u00eb djatht\u00eb, me q\u00ebllim p\u00ebr t’ia\nb\u00ebr\u00eb kok\u00ebn b\u00ebrsi. Nami u b\u00ebft\u00eb, i duhet treguar vendi me doemos k\u00ebsaj\nshpifsire. Mir\u00ebpo, prap\u00eb ndalem. Si gjuhet atletja mbi tavolin\u00eb? P\u00ebrreth mund\nt\u00eb ket\u00eb njer\u00ebz… \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe turp ta marre e mira p\u00ebr skandale t\u00eb tilla, n\u00eb nj\u00eb\nbot\u00eb si kjo, t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtuar p\u00ebrsosm\u00ebrisht bukur. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb mendohesha, atletja\nkishte mbet n\u00eb aj\u00ebr bashk\u00eb me dor\u00ebn, Shoh dor\u00ebn, shoh atleten, bor\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb, shoh\ninsektin, sterr\u00eb i zi. Prap\u00eb i kthehem vetes, jo krejt pa nerva k\u00ebsaj here; –\nhej e lojtur, po pse u dashka t’i ndysh kot, kur prap\u00ebseprap\u00eb vet\u00eb ke p\u00ebr t’i\nlar\u00eb?! Dor\u00ebzohem. Marr nj\u00eb vendim prej d\u00ebshtakeje. \u00c7ohem dhe i l\u00ebshoj\ntavolin\u00ebn. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Botuesi i lumtur  ose Lumturi\nhajvan\u00e7e<\/p>\n\n\n\n

(Ndodhi e viteve m\u00eb par\u00eb) <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mikesha ime Xhuli, m\u00eb ftoi n\u00eb nj\u00eb promovim libri q\u00eb b\u00ebhej n\u00eb\nTiran\u00eb. Mendova se zhvillohej n\u00eb nj\u00ebren nga sallat e kultur\u00ebs, me emra t\u00eb\nnjohur t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb, dhe kureshtja ndaj jet\u00ebs kulturore kryeqytetase s’m\u00eb la ta\nmendoj dy her\u00eb. Por jo, s’qe e th\u00ebn\u00eb, b\u00ebhej n\u00eb lokal. Botuesi kishte vendosur\nk\u00ebshtu! Sipas tij, poezia shijohej m\u00eb mir\u00eb m\u00eb mish e sallat\u00eb, birra ose ven\u00eb.\nNisi m\u00eb mir\u00eb s’ka, n\u00ebn simfonin\u00eb e thikave, pirunj\u00ebve, cak\u00ebrrimin e gotave,\nporosit\u00eb p\u00ebr peceta ndaj kamerier\u00ebve, e tij… Duke q\u00ebn\u00eb m\u00eb e reja e k\u00ebsaj\n“sofreje poetike”, kisha mbet disi e hutuar, si e pam\u00ebsuar me\npromovime t\u00eb k\u00ebtij soji, dhe pas nj\u00ebfar\u00eb kohe se nga m’u bedit botuesi aty\npran\u00eb, nga kreu i vendit ku ish, s’e di! Me Xhulin njiheshin prej koh\u00ebsh, ndaj\nerdhi gjith\u00eb nur e gaz, u rehatua n\u00eb karrig\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb af\u00ebrt, e m\u00eb pyet: – Emrin\nsi ua thon\u00eb? … Sa vje\u00e7e jeni? … Ku jetoni? … Si si? N\u00eb Lezh\u00eb akoma?! Po\nsi, (i b\u00ebri syt\u00eb dac) me se jetoni atje? (A thua vija nga mesjeta!) Studimet,\nku that\u00eb se i keni mbaruar, n\u00eb \u00e7’deg\u00eb? – Nuk thash\u00eb \u00e7far\u00eb kam mbaruar, – ju\np\u00ebrgjigja, – b\u00ebra t\u00eb mes… – \u00c7’thua moj? Si gjith\u00eb kjo vajz\u00eb pa shkoll\u00eb? Po a\njetohet k\u00ebshtu n\u00eb dit\u00ebt e sotme? Dhe akoma atje! (Tani i ngjaja p\u00ebrtej\nmesjet\u00ebs!) Si mendon ta nd\u00ebrtosh t\u00eb ardhmen? Bobooo m\u00eb \u00e7orodite! – Shtanga. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nga dreqin ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb botues ky trupeshk?! Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb autorja\ne tre librave kishte ardh\u00eb nga Italia plot emocione p\u00ebr promovimin\n“brilant”, si\u00e7 i kish th\u00ebn\u00eb botuesi, kishte rezervuar restorantin,\npaguar sipas porosis\u00eb s\u00eb tij, e tani priste k\u00ebt\u00eb t\u00eb fundit t’i rikthehej fjal\u00ebs\np\u00ebr librin e saj\u00eb, a s\u00eb paku t\u00eb ftont\u00eb dik\u00eb t’i lexonte ndonj\u00eb poezi. Po as kjo\ns’qe e th\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb ndodhte. Pasi shqeu dhe ca nga mishi n\u00eb pjat\u00eb, rrudhi syt\u00eb,\nsikur sforcohej t\u00eb b\u00ebnte ndonj\u00eb t\u00eb pab\u00ebr\u00eb, dhe e b\u00ebri m\u00eb n\u00eb fund; – Po e di ti\nse un\u00eb kam mbaruar tre fakultete? E di \u00e7a kam arrit t\u00eb b\u00ebj? E mi num\u00ebroi tak e\ntak sukseset, duke i r\u00ebn\u00eb tavolin\u00ebs me gishin tregues t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb kula\u00e7. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

– T\u00eb lumt\u00eb! -i thash\u00eb. – Jo po e di ti q\u00eb vajza ime studion\nn\u00eb universitetin m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb, vet\u00ebm fal\u00eb meje? E di ti k\u00ebt\u00eb apo jo? – Ja ma\nthat\u00eb ju, – i p\u00ebrgjigjem. Balli vezullonte nga kremi hidratues, syt\u00eb i\nrrezatonin lumturi hajvan\u00e7e, nd\u00ebrsa vazhdonte pand\u00ebrprerje me; “jo po, e\ndi ti…” Mu desh t’i k\u00ebrkoja ndjes\u00eb q\u00eb t’largohesha, e urova p\u00ebr gjith\u00eb\narritjet e nj\u00ebpasnj\u00ebshme, edhe pse ish hera par\u00eb dhe e fundit q\u00eb ja d\u00ebgjova\nemrin k\u00ebtij suksesaxhiu trefakultet\u00ebsh, llafollogu bresherik, syqeshur e\nball\u00ebkremosur. Kur dolem n\u00eb fllad t\u00eb past\u00ebr, m\u00eb pyet Xhuli; – pash bes\u00ebn\n\u00e7’llomotiti ai papagalli q\u00eb s’pushoi nj\u00eb her\u00eb? – Mbas kaq vitesh jet\u00eb – i\nthash\u00eb, – pash\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb lumtur! T\u00eb lumtur n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb dimensionet e fjal\u00ebs\nlumturi. Xhuli ja krisi t\u00eb qeshurit me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb… <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtator 2020 <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Episod me insekt Ulem n\u00eb kafene tan lezet, me shiju at\u00eb pako\u00e7ast, pas ca or\u00ebve t\u00eb mira pune. Pamja p\u00ebrball\u00eb meje nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb zgjedhja me e mir\u00eb e mundshme, por gjith\u00ebsesi, ngjan disi m\u00eb interesante n\u00eb krahasim me hi\u00e7mosgj\u00ebn\u00eb, q\u00ebndrimin vendnum\u00ebro atje brenda, mes kat\u00ebr mureve, q\u00eb as flasin as d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb, as hidh\u00ebrohen as hidh\u00ebrojn\u00eb.…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9488,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9487","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\/9487","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=9487"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9487\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9489,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9487\/revisions\/9489"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9488"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9487"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9487"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9487"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}