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Opinion nga Albina Roshi<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Njer\u00ebzia vrapon. Dikush me hap galop, dikush me hap breshke e dikush pa e prishur terezin\u00eb e vet ec\u00ebn kuturu n\u00eb qytetin fam\u00ebmadh. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Qyteti im fam\u00ebmadh, nj\u00eb kazan hermetik.<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb t\u00eb gjen mbetje t\u00eb \u00e7dolloj natyre. Po…po mbeturina nga fundi i kazanit, t\u00eb sip\u00ebrme ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb edhe t\u00eb dala jasht\u00eb tij q\u00eb t\u00eb ngjiten si nj\u00eb rrodhe mo\u00e7ali. Nj\u00eb kazan hermetik q\u00eb mban e p\u00ebrmban \u00e7do lloj mbetjeje t\u00eb produkteve frymore. <\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb kazan takon t\u00ebr\u00eb personazhet e Hygoit,t\u00eb vepr\u00ebs”T\u00eb mjer\u00ebt”. Ka plot e p\u00ebrplot pas asaj fasonerie gjigande, me drita vezulluese t\u00eb vitit t\u00eb ri endacak\u00eb q\u00eb flen\u00eb n\u00eb rrug\u00eb, me barkun bosh e me er\u00ebn e nj\u00eb dhjami t\u00eb p\u00ebrc\u00eblluar n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt plot tym. Diku tutje, n\u00eb trotuaret e fam\u00ebmadhit d\u00ebgjon ca trokitje takash t\u00eb nj\u00eb zonje t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb apo nj\u00eb \u00e7ap\u00eblitje a r\u00ebnkim t\u00eb moshuarish pas asaj q\u00eb shikojn\u00eb. T\u00eb t\u00ebrbuar, t\u00eb vrazhd\u00eb n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb, t\u00eb ngrysur e dikush i gajasur nga t\u00eb qeshurat e s\u00eb dashur\u00ebs n\u00eb krah\u00eb l\u00ebvizin, rropaten me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin supet e kalimtar\u00ebve p\u00ebr t\u00eb kapur urbanet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00ebse nuk dini p\u00ebr qytetin fam\u00ebmadh, m\u00eb lejoni t’ju tregoj pak m\u00eb tej. Alegoria dhe qesharakja b\u00ebhen bashk\u00eb, shkrihen n\u00eb nj\u00eb t\u00eb vetme. T\u00eb therr n\u00eb shpirt po ta mendosh thell\u00eb. T\u00eb rr\u00ebmben rutina e qytetit fam\u00ebmadh,kafene me tym cigareje plot si kapadai i koh\u00ebve moderne, q\u00eb nga nj\u00eb sy i tret\u00eb, zakonisht nga k\u00ebto punonj\u00ebsit e zyrave, teksa shkojn\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb me autobuz shohin nga xhami i pluhurosur e thon\u00eb me vete:”-Ah kjo jet\u00eb, p\u00ebr disa ka qen\u00eb! Sa e padrejt\u00eb! Un\u00eb rri e sorrollatem n\u00ebp\u00ebr urbana . <\/p>\n\n\n\n Arrijm\u00eb deri aty sa e quajm\u00eb t\u00eb padrejt\u00eb jet\u00ebn kur lodhemi nga t\u00ebr\u00eb kjo mask\u00eb e g\u00ebnjesht\u00ebr q\u00eb fshihet pas fotove t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshura n\u00eb rrjetet sociale. N\u00eb fakt, asgj\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb si\u00e7 duket. Nj\u00eb fasad\u00eb e g\u00ebnjesht\u00ebrt e bot\u00ebs moderne. Ulim kok\u00ebn e aty si agjent\u00eb FBI-je nisim e gurgullojm\u00eb pak thashetheme se \u00e7’foto ka nxjerr filani, me k\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb, \u00e7’ka po pi e m\u00eb ekstremja t\u00eb shoh nj\u00ebher\u00eb se \u00e7’poz\u00eb ka b\u00ebr\u00eb filania n\u00eb nj\u00eb nga k\u00ebto tualetet e Tiran\u00ebs. E akoma, m\u00eb shum\u00eb trashet grotesku i qesharakes an\u00eb e mban\u00eb. Po foto, n\u00eb tualet?! Kap\u00ebrcejm\u00eb edhe pragun e t\u00eb jetuarit n\u00eb bot\u00ebn virtuale. Kalojm\u00eb disi, te Panairi i Librit. Nj\u00eb ngjarje e p\u00ebrvitshme n\u00eb qytetin fam\u00ebmadh. Kurdoher\u00eb, edhe n\u00eb fakultet mezi prisja t\u00eb kishte festivale shkrimesh, ndonj\u00eb organizim libri a teatri. Nd\u00ebrsa, tani n\u00eb nj\u00eb priz\u00ebm komplet tjet\u00ebr shoh njer\u00ebz q\u00eb vrapojn\u00eb pas librave. Mbetem e habitur e them :”-kaq t\u00eb lexuar jemi ne”?! Po, po edhe jemi. Vrapojm\u00eb te stendat e librave “Albas”,”Toena” etj q\u00eb t\u00eb takojm\u00eb shkrimtar\u00eb, t\u00eb marrim autografe e t\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb ndonj\u00eb “selfie” t\u00eb plasim njer\u00ebzin\u00eb se jam n\u00eb bot\u00ebn e art\u00eb. Sa keq! Nuk i kushtojm\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi, asgj\u00eb prej gj\u00ebje. Shkrimtar\u00ebt n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb kazanin hermetik jan\u00eb njer\u00ebzit m\u00eb t\u00eb ndritur. Krahas, politikan\u00ebve a miqve tan\u00eb q\u00eb lahen e lyhen me premtime e me fjal\u00eb boshe, ato t\u00eb mbushin shpirtin, se kan\u00eb folur p\u00ebr ato nj\u00ebmij\u00eb vet\u00eb q\u00eb z\u00eb nuk nxjerrin. <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00c7udi, por jo dhe aq! Jemi n\u00eb koh\u00eb moderne e p\u00ebrtej k\u00ebrcitjes s\u00eb takave t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuara n\u00eb trotuaret e qytetit fam\u00ebmadh, d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb dhe ndonj\u00eb lab a verior q\u00eb do t’i p\u00ebrshtatet standardizimit t\u00eb s\u00eb folur\u00ebs s\u00eb qytetit fam\u00ebmadh. Nj\u00eb larmishm\u00ebri dialektesh gjen n\u00eb \u00e7do hap t\u00eb tij. P\u00ebr \u00e7udi, sorollatemi t\u00ebr\u00eb dit\u00ebn e dit\u00ebs n\u00eb qytetin fam\u00ebmadh. M\u00eb e bukura, mbetet mbr\u00ebmja n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb udh\u00ebtim t\u00eb gjat\u00eb ditor. Kur shkon n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, pran\u00eb familjen kupton esenc\u00ebn e dit\u00ebs. Nj\u00eb p\u00ebrqafim i mamas\u00eb, nj\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelje e flok\u00ebve nga babai dhe nj\u00eb puthje n\u00eb ball\u00eb nga v\u00ebllai e mendon veten se je me fat n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hermetiz\u00ebm. Se fundja, e v\u00ebrteta dhemb n\u00eb shpirt. Por, ajo q\u00eb q\u00ebndron \u00ebsht\u00eb dashuria q\u00eb na mban gjall\u00eb. Koha, sinjal i asaj q\u00eb na rr\u00ebmben momentet m\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7muara. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet fam\u00ebmadh duhet ta mbash fort me dor\u00ebn t\u00ebnde timonin e autobuzit t\u00ebnd. Se n\u00eb t\u00eb kund\u00ebrt, rr\u00ebshqiti e mblodhi \u00e7’t\u00eb ket\u00eb p\u00ebrpara. Andaj, qeshu! Qyteti fam\u00ebmadh i ka k\u00ebto. Fama, paraja, uria, barku bosh, zemra plot, syt\u00eb mbase dhe do lotojn\u00eb, do qeshin e do l\u00ebshojn\u00eb gaca nga sukseset e tua. Do ulesh posht\u00eb, do ringrihesh, do zvarritesh, do ul\u00ebras\u00ebsh nga padrejt\u00ebsit\u00eb thell\u00eb n\u00eb shpirtin t\u00ebnd e mbase kurr\u00eb z\u00eb nuk do nxjerr\u00ebsh. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Mos t\u00eb vjen \u00e7udi! Ky \u00ebsht\u00eb qyteti fam\u00ebmadh, kazani hermetik. E sh\u00ebmtuara dhe e bukura mbeten nj\u00eb ngjyrim i pap\u00ebrshkruesh\u00ebm. <\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u00eb beso!<\/p>\n\n\n\n P<\/strong><\/em>arlerAlbania<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Opinion nga Albina Roshi Njer\u00ebzia vrapon. Dikush me hap galop, dikush me hap breshke e dikush pa e prishur terezin\u00eb e vet ec\u00ebn kuturu n\u00eb qytetin fam\u00ebmadh. 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