Sa her\u00eb nd\u00ebrron jet\u00eb dikush q\u00eb njohim, apo nj\u00eb figur\u00eb publike, tema e vdekjes \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb mendje t\u00eb gjithkujt. Ai \u00ebsht\u00eb d\u00ebnimi i par\u00eb q\u00eb merr njeriu sapo lind!
\nArdhja dhe largimi nga kjo bot\u00eb nuk jan\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00ebn e askujt. I mo\u00e7mi uron “Inshallah me radh\u00eb”, sikur t\u00eb ekzistonte v\u00ebrtet nj\u00eb rend q\u00eb ruan drejt\u00ebsin\u00eb e jet\u00ebs. Por vdekja nuk njeh radh\u00eb. Nj\u00eb prind e sheh f\u00ebmij\u00ebn t\u00eb ik\u00eb, nj\u00eb i ri shuhet para nj\u00eb t\u00eb moshuari, nj\u00eb i sh\u00ebndetsh\u00ebm para nj\u00eb t\u00eb s\u00ebmuri. Dhe s\u00ebrish, shum\u00eb sillen sikur koha \u00ebsht\u00eb pron\u00eb private dhe e pafundme. <\/p>\n
Seneka thoshte se nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb se kemi pak koh\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb jetuar, por e shp\u00ebrdorojm\u00eb shum\u00eb at\u00eb. N\u00eb nj\u00eb kultur\u00eb t\u00eb fiksuar pas grumbullimit t\u00eb pasuris\u00eb, ai k\u00ebmb\u00ebngul se koha, jo parat\u00eb apo reputacioni, \u00ebsht\u00eb e vetmja pasuri v\u00ebrtet e jona – dhe ajo q\u00eb e shp\u00ebrdorojm\u00eb m\u00eb pa kujdes. P\u00ebr t\u00eb, ruajtja e koh\u00ebs dhe “perdorimi” sa m\u00eb racional dhe i efektsh\u00ebm i saj, \u00ebsht\u00eb forma m\u00eb e lart\u00eb e men\u00e7uris\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Vdekja, e beft\u00eb apo e paralajm\u00ebruar, \u00ebsht\u00eb kujtesa m\u00eb e ashp\u00ebr se askush nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb i pavdeksh\u00ebm. Koha nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e pafund edhe pse jeta \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb \u00e7ast n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb or\u00eb pa zile q\u00eb na th\u00ebrret, edhe kur b\u00ebjm\u00eb sikur nuk e d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb. Si i bab\u00ebzituri, ashtu edhe i pangopuri, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb dy do t\u00eb ken\u00eb nga dy metra dh\u00e9. Si ai q\u00eb shkel t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt me k\u00ebmb\u00eb, ashtu edhe ai q\u00eb nuk ka shkelur as nj\u00eb miz\u00eb mbi tok\u00eb, n\u00eb fund nj\u00eb vend prehje do t\u00eb ken\u00eb.
\nHistoria ul\u00ebret: askush nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb i p\u00ebrjetsh\u00ebm. Edhe perandorit\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb fuqishme jan\u00eb shembur nga e nj\u00ebjta forc\u00eb e padukshme imploduese: fundi i jet\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Megjithat\u00eb, vdekja nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm fund. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb. Na detyron t\u00eb shohim m\u00eb kthjell\u00ebt \u00e7far\u00eb jemi dhe \u00e7far\u00eb kemi b\u00ebr\u00eb. N\u00eb pranin\u00eb e saj, gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb na dukeshin t\u00eb m\u00ebdha humbasin pesh\u00eb.
\nKur vjen fundi, mbeten pas pun\u00ebt e b\u00ebra dhe fjal\u00ebt e th\u00ebna. Vet\u00ebm k\u00ebto mbijetojn\u00eb, n\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb ku gjith\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb e p\u00ebrkohshme.<\/p>\n
Por fakti q\u00eb nuk kemi n\u00eb dor\u00eb as ardhjen, as ikjen, nuk e b\u00ebn jet\u00ebn t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebt. P\u00ebrkundrazi, na kujton se \u00e7do \u00e7ast ka vler\u00eb. <\/p>\n
N\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb shp\u00ebrqendruar, vdekja na detyron t\u00eb jemi m\u00eb t\u00eb pranish\u00ebm n\u00eb \u00e7do moment. T\u00eb shijojm\u00eb nj\u00eb kafe, nj\u00eb bised\u00eb, apo qoft\u00eb dhe nj\u00eb per\u00ebndim dielli, sepse k\u00ebto momente jan\u00eb thelbi i jet\u00ebs.
\nKuptimi nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb tek sa jetojm\u00eb, por tek \u00e7far\u00eb mbetet pas. Paqa ka kuptim n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn se si e jetojm\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb jet\u00eb, jo n\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb presim pas saj.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sa her\u00eb nd\u00ebrron jet\u00eb dikush q\u00eb njohim, apo nj\u00eb figur\u00eb publike, tema e vdekjes \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb mendje t\u00eb gjithkujt. Ai \u00ebsht\u00eb d\u00ebnimi i par\u00eb q\u00eb merr njeriu sapo lind! Ardhja dhe largimi nga kjo bot\u00eb nuk jan\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00ebn e askujt. I mo\u00e7mi uron “Inshallah me radh\u00eb”, sikur t\u00eb ekzistonte v\u00ebrtet nj\u00eb rend q\u00eb ruan […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":91503,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-91502","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\/91502","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=91502"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91502\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91504,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91502\/revisions\/91504"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/91503"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91502"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91502"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91502"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}