M\u00eb 10 gusht 1988, n\u00eb sheshin qendror t\u00eb Kuk\u00ebsit, u var nj\u00eb njeri. Jo thjesht nj\u00eb burr\u00eb!
\nPor nj\u00eb poet dhe m\u00ebsues q\u00eb guxoi t\u00eb mos hesht\u00eb para diktatur\u00ebs m\u00eb t\u00eb eg\u00ebr n\u00eb Europ\u00eb. Ai quhej Havzi Nela.<\/p>\n
Varja e tij nuk ishte vet\u00ebm akt kriminal. Ishte mesazh frike dhe n\u00ebnshtrimi p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb shqiptar\u00ebt q\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrronin liri dhe drejt\u00ebsi. N\u00eb nj\u00eb vend ku fjala e lir\u00eb ishte krim, Nela pagoi me jet\u00ebn sepse refuzoi t\u00eb b\u00ebhej veg\u00ebl e tiranis\u00eb.<\/p>\n
37 vjet m\u00eb pas, Shqip\u00ebria ka ndryshuar rrug\u00eb dhe form\u00eb, por litar\u00eb t\u00eb rinj jan\u00eb shtrir\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr institucione dhe nd\u00ebrgjegje. Nuk ka m\u00eb litar\u00eb n\u00eb sheshe, por ka heshtje t\u00eb imponuara, m\u00ebsues t\u00eb detyruar t\u00eb b\u00ebhen z\u00ebra t\u00eb propagand\u00ebs dhe intelektual\u00eb q\u00eb mbahen n\u00eb hije ose n\u00eb duart e pushtetit.<\/p>\n
Heshtja e sotme, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb thjesht\u00eb munges\u00eb z\u00ebri. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb arm\u00eb e fsheht\u00eb q\u00eb vret ngadal\u00eb shpirtin e k\u00ebtij vendi. \u00cbsht\u00eb gisht q\u00eb tregon drejt kujtes\u00ebs historike, aty ku shkojn\u00eb t\u00eb vendosen emrat e heshtanak\u00ebve dhe t\u00eb kompromist\u00ebve.<\/p>\n
Ata q\u00eb sot zgjedhin t\u00eb heshtin para padrejt\u00ebsis\u00eb, apo b\u00ebjn\u00eb kompromis me pushtetin duke mbuluar me heshtje krimet e vogla dhe t\u00eb m\u00ebdhat\u00eb, jan\u00eb po ata q\u00eb nes\u00ebr do t\u00eb jen\u00eb t\u00eb shkruar me germa t\u00eb zeza n\u00eb librin e k\u00ebtij kombi.<\/p>\n
Historia nuk fal asgj\u00eb dhe nuk harron ask\u00ebnd. Ajo kujton me ftoht\u00ebsi, si ata q\u00eb var\u00ebn Havzi Nel\u00ebn, ashtu dhe ata, q\u00eb n\u00eb heshtje e kan\u00eb lejuar t\u00eb shuhej \u00e7do shpres\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri t\u00eb lir\u00eb dhe t\u00eb ndershme.<\/p>\n
P\u00ebr ata, gishti i kujtes\u00ebs do t\u00eb jet\u00eb i pam\u00ebshirsh\u00ebm. Sepse m\u00eb keq se nj\u00eb litar q\u00eb mbyt trupin, \u00ebsht\u00eb heshtja q\u00eb mbyt shpirtin dhe nd\u00ebrgjegjen.
\nA nuk ka ardhur koha q\u00eb t\u2019i ndalojm\u00eb “litarv\u00ebn\u00ebsit” e sot\u00ebm…?!
\nJo vet\u00ebm t\u2019i p\u00ebrmendim me emra n\u00eb rrjetet sociale, por t\u2019i p\u00ebrjashtojm\u00eb nga \u00e7do vendimmarrje publike?
\nKjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb luft\u00eb klasash, as hakmarrje personale. \u00cbsht\u00eb thjesht Drejt\u00ebsi.
\nDrejt\u00ebsi p\u00ebr Havzi Nel\u00ebn dhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ata q\u00eb kan\u00eb paguar me liri dhe jet\u00eb p\u00ebr fjal\u00ebn e lir\u00eb.
\nDrejt\u00ebsi p\u00ebr Shqip\u00ebrin\u00eb q\u00eb k\u00ebrkon t\u00eb ngrihet mbi heshtjen dhe posht\u00ebrimin e vlerave.<\/p>\n
Si mbyllje, le t\u00eb d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb z\u00ebrin e tij t\u00eb pambytur<\/p>\n
“Kur m\u00eb nxorr\u00ebn n\u00eb shesh me litar n\u00eb qaf\u00eb,
\nNuk k\u00ebrkova falje as nga toka, as nga qielli,
\nSe zemra ime s\u2019ishte e ndaluar p\u00ebr liri,
\nDhe fjal\u00ebt q\u00eb thash\u00eb do t\u2019i d\u00ebgjoj\u00eb brezi.”<\/p>\n
K\u00ebto vargje jan\u00eb thirrje dhe kujtes\u00eb se fjala e lir\u00eb jeton m\u00eb shum\u00eb se litar\u00ebt dhe frika.
\n Ajo \u00easht\u00eb p\u00ebrgjegj\u00ebsia q\u00eb na takon sot t\u00eb mbajm\u00eb gjall\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtuar nj\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri ku liria nuk vritet n\u00eb heshtje.
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M\u00eb 10 gusht 1988, n\u00eb sheshin qendror t\u00eb Kuk\u00ebsit, u var nj\u00eb njeri. Jo thjesht nj\u00eb burr\u00eb! Por nj\u00eb poet dhe m\u00ebsues q\u00eb guxoi t\u00eb mos hesht\u00eb para diktatur\u00ebs m\u00eb t\u00eb eg\u00ebr n\u00eb Europ\u00eb. Ai quhej Havzi Nela. Varja e tij nuk ishte vet\u00ebm akt kriminal. Ishte mesazh frike dhe n\u00ebnshtrimi p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb shqiptar\u00ebt […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":91221,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-91220","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\/91220","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=91220"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91220\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91222,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91220\/revisions\/91222"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/91221"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91220"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91220"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91220"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}