Ti kurr\u00eb s\u2019do t\u00eb pajtohesh me humbjet, humb\u00ebs i plakur\u2026<\/p>\n
– Ti nuk vdiqe, zemra ime \u2014 i tha me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb mekur, q\u00eb s\u2019e d\u00ebgjonte kush tjet\u00ebr, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 mureve q\u00eb kishin m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb mos flisnin. Mureve t\u00eb mbytura nga heshtnajat!<\/p>\n
– Ti vet\u00ebm ike nga dhoma, zemra ime, si\u00e7 ikin zogjt\u00eb nga strofulla kur u rrit\u00ebn pendlat. Kur kraharori u fryhet me fluturim, e zemra u rreh me qiellin.<\/p>\n
– Fluturove p\u00ebr ta prekur lart\u00ebsin\u00eb, por nuk u shk\u00ebpute kurr\u00eb nga toka e bablokut.<\/p>\n
Ti \u00e7do nat\u00eb kthehesh, e veshur me fustan nuserie, p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb kujtuar se engj\u00ebjt nuk rrin\u00eb vet\u00ebm n\u00eb qiell \u2014 ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb zbresin t\u00eb ulen n’krevatin te bablokut t\u00ebnd.<\/p>\n
Q\u00ebndron n\u00eb cepin e djatht\u00eb, ku dikur m\u00eb prisje me grushtin plot lapsa, ngjyra-ngjyra, t\u00eb ma vizatoje mjek\u00ebrr\u00ebn e mustakun! Faqet t\u00eb mi b\u00ebje via-via!
\n– Tani rri si nj\u00eb hije drite, q\u00eb merr frym\u00eb bashk\u00eb me frym\u00ebmarrjen time. Beb\u00ebzat e syve t\u00eb ndrrojn\u00eb ngjyrnat, b\u00ebh\u00ebn t\u00eb kuqe, her\u00eb t\u00eb kalt\u00ebrta si nj\u00eb liqen q\u00eb hesht n\u00eb muzg, e her\u00ebher\u00eb\u2026 si elmaze q\u00eb i ka humbur drita brenda.<\/p>\n
Un\u00eb nuk l\u00ebviz. Kam frik\u00eb se n\u00ebse marr frym\u00eb m\u00eb fort, ti do t\u00eb tretesh. Kam frik\u00eb se n\u00ebse t\u00eb flas, do m\u00eb ik\u00ebsh s\u00ebrish \u2014 e ti je e vetmja q\u00eb m\u00eb ke mbetur p\u00ebrtej realitetit.<\/p>\n
S\u2019ka m\u00eb z\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebrve\u00e7 z\u00ebrit t\u00ebnd, q\u00eb m\u00eb vjen si era kur p\u00ebrplaset n\u00eb xhamat me avull. Aty m\u00eb shkruan mesazhe me gishta t\u00eb holl\u00eb: fjal\u00eb q\u00eb askush tjet\u00ebr s\u2019i thot\u00eb m\u00eb, fjal\u00eb q\u00eb vet\u00ebm fryma mund t\u2019i lexoj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Ti buz\u00ebqesh, un\u00eb mbushem me lot. Ti hesht, un\u00eb d\u00ebgjoj muzik\u00ebn e heshtjes sate. Dhe ndiej, thell\u00eb n\u00eb kraharor, nj\u00eb mall q\u00eb nuk m\u00eb l\u00eb t\u00eb vdes \u2014m\u00eb mban\u00eb pezull, si \u00ebndrrat e pap\u00ebrfundura n\u00eb agim.
\n\u2014 Fol, m\u00eb thot\u00eb mendja. \u2014 Fol, se koha \u00ebsht\u00eb e shkurt\u00ebr, e hija e saj nuk vonon!
\n Por gjuha ime \u00ebsht\u00eb gozhduar nga trembja, se n\u00ebse t\u00eb th\u00ebrras, do t\u00eb shuhesh si drit\u00eb qiriri para er\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Shtat\u00eb vite pres. E ti vjen vet\u00ebm shtat\u00eb sekonda. Shtat\u00eb sekonda q\u00eb zgjasin sa nj\u00eb p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsi.
\n Buz\u00ebqesh. Shkruan. Ik\u00ebn\u2026 kur h\u00ebna bie mbi kreshtat dhe zogu i par\u00eb i m\u00ebngjesit th\u00ebrret.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pse fole?! \u2014 i tha t\u00eb shoqes q\u00eb flinte pran\u00eb. \u2014 Kush t\u00eb tha t\u00eb flas\u00ebsh?
\n Pse s’hesht\u00eb si\u00e7 hesht un\u00eb! Pse flet kur un\u00eb flas me kujtimet e mia?!<\/p>\n
Ajo u rrotullua n\u00eb krahun tjet\u00ebr, duke m\u00ebrm\u00ebritur, pa hapur syt\u00eb:
\n\u2014 Ti kurr\u00eb s\u2019do t\u00eb pajtohesh me humbjet, humb\u00ebs i plakur\u2026
\n\u2014 Flij! Mos e tremb vetmin\u00eb\u2026
\n Ajo fjeti s\u00ebrish, nd\u00ebrsa ai mbeti s\u00ebrish i zgjuar, duke biseduar me munges\u00ebn q\u00eb kishte fytyr\u00ebn e \u00ebngjullit! <\/p>\n
10.04.2025<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ti kurr\u00eb s\u2019do t\u00eb pajtohesh me humbjet, humb\u00ebs i plakur\u2026 – Ti nuk vdiqe, zemra ime \u2014 i tha me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb mekur, q\u00eb s\u2019e d\u00ebgjonte kush tjet\u00ebr, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 mureve q\u00eb kishin m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb mos flisnin. Mureve t\u00eb mbytura nga heshtnajat! – Ti vet\u00ebm ike nga dhoma, zemra ime, si\u00e7 ikin zogjt\u00eb nga strofulla […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":88385,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-88384","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-te-tjera"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88384","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=88384"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88384\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":88386,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88384\/revisions\/88386"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/88385"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=88384"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=88384"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=88384"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}