{"id":1665,"date":"2024-04-28T17:40:11","date_gmt":"2024-04-28T17:40:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/?p=1665"},"modified":"2024-04-28T17:40:14","modified_gmt":"2024-04-28T17:40:14","slug":"janaq-jano-tregim","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/2024\/04\/28\/janaq-jano-tregim\/","title":{"rendered":"Janaq Jano: Tregim"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Janaq Jano<\/div>\n
ANXHELA<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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– tregim-<\/div>\n
-bazuar n\u00eb historin\u00eb e v\u00ebtet\u00eb-<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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E vog\u00ebl, e bukur si nj\u00eb gonxhe tr\u00ebndafili, q\u00eb pret dit\u00ebt e bukura t\u00eb pranver\u00ebs t\u00eb \u00e7el\u00eb petalet e bukura, e qeshur dhe e \u00ebmb\u00ebl si vet\u00eb dielli i pranver\u00ebs, e shkath\u00ebt si nj\u00eb balerin\u00eb, hidhej e vallzonte mbi krevatin e prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb saj, si t\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb flutur e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb e k\u00ebsaj pranvere.<\/div>\n
Z\u00ebri i saj kumbonte n\u00eb t\u00eb kat\u00ebr muret e dhom\u00ebs, duke recituar vjersh\u00ebn p\u00ebr partin\u00eb q\u00eb i kishte caktuar m\u00ebsuesi i saj. N\u00eb dark\u00eb do dilte n\u00eb sken\u00eb para gjith\u00eb fshatit tek vatra e kultur\u00ebs. Ishte festa e Abetares dhe Anxhela do i tregonte babait, se tani ajo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e vog\u00ebl, por lexonte e recitonte bukur.<\/div>\n
Ajo mbyllte syt\u00eb duke imagjinuar sall\u00ebn plot e p\u00ebrplot ashtu si\u00e7 mbushet ajo n\u00eb \u00e7do fest\u00eb dhe l\u00ebvizte duart e vogla plot ndjenja, duke e nxjer\u00eb z\u00ebrin e saj, me fuqin\u00eb e nj\u00eb aktoreje t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb.<\/div>\n
Duartrokitjet dukeshin sikur e shoq\u00ebronin n\u00eb \u00e7do fjal\u00eb, por, ajo ishte fokusuar me imagjinat\u00ebn e saj, n\u00eb duartrokitjet dhe buz\u00ebqeshjen e babait t\u00eb saj, t\u00eb cilin do e lumturonte aq shum\u00eb.<\/div>\n
Lumturia e kishte pushtuar aq shum\u00eb, saq\u00eb kur susta e krevatit e hidhte p\u00ebrpjet\u00eb, asaj i dukej se ishin duartrokitjet q\u00eb e lumturonin dhe e b\u00ebnin si nj\u00eb shpez\u00eb e leht\u00eb.<\/div>\n
Ishte v\u00ebrtet\u00eb dita m\u00eb e bukur e jet\u00ebs s\u00eb saj. Papritur hapet dera e dhom\u00ebs dhe ajo hidhet menj\u00ebher\u00eb nga krevati, duke b\u00ebrtitur fort:<\/div>\n
– babiii , do vish t\u00eb m\u00eb d\u00ebgjosh n\u00eb dark\u00eb sa bukur do recitoj? Ju hodh n\u00eb qaf\u00eb dhe ai me duart e ashpra si rudhat e nj\u00eb shk\u00ebmbi, e mbajti p\u00ebr nj\u00eb moment t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuar, si t\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz diell q\u00eb po i ngrohte shpirtin e plagosur.<\/div>\n
-Babi do q\u00ebndroj\u00eb ulur n\u00eb karige dhe ti \u00e7upa e bukur e babit do recitosh vjersh\u00ebn bukur.<\/div>\n
Anxhela si nj\u00eb kotelk\u00eb e vog\u00ebl k\u00ebrceu mbi krevat , duke par\u00eb babin.<\/div>\n
– D\u00ebgjom\u00eb babi! – tha vajza dhe filloi t\u00eb recitonte plot ndjenja pa haruar asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb.<\/div>\n
-Ajde t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoj\u00eb fort bab,i thirri ai duke e mbajtur mb\u00ebrthyer mes krah\u00ebve, derisa dy pika loti nga syt\u00eb e tij, p\u00ebrshkuan si nj\u00eb r\u00ebke e nxeht\u00eb, fytyr\u00ebn e qelqt\u00eb t\u00eb Anxhel\u00ebs.<\/div>\n
-Bravo bija ime – vazhdonte ai p\u00ebrqafimin dhe vajza e vog\u00ebl i dukej si nj\u00eb vegim i \u00ebmb\u00ebl q\u00eb kish zbritur nga qielli.<\/div>\n
Ishte i vetmi vegim i \u00ebmb\u00ebl q\u00eb ia mbushte labirintet e shpirtit, plot me drit\u00eb.<\/div>\n
Anxhel\u00ebn e kishte l\u00ebn\u00eb dy vje\u00e7e e gjasht\u00eb muaj kur e muar\u00ebn n\u00eb burg. Ishte d\u00ebnuar mbi kat\u00ebr vjet p\u00ebr arm\u00ebmbajtje pa leje. E kishte kryer d\u00ebnimin, n\u00eb nj\u00eb nga burgjet fam\u00ebkeqe t\u00eb asaj kohe. Gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn punonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb nga brigadat e arave, p\u00ebr t\u00eb ritur e shkolluar Anxhel\u00ebn, lumturin\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe t\u00eb k\u00ebsaj jete.<\/div>\n
Anxhela, p\u00ebr t\u00eb ishte ila\u00e7i i shpirtit, \u00e7lodhje e arg\u00ebtim.<\/div>\n
Muzgu po binte dal\u00ebngadal\u00eb. Kristo Shk\u00ebmbi, pasi veshi robat e reja t\u00eb fest\u00ebs, u ruajt dhe doli p\u00ebr tek sheshi i fshatit.<\/div>\n
-Mir\u00ebmbr\u00ebma Kristo, e p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti m\u00ebsuesi i Anxhel\u00ebs, Ilua. – Sot s’duhet t\u00eb mungosh, vajza do recitoj\u00eb, vazhdoi ai.<\/div>\n
-Patjet\u00ebr Ilo, -ne p\u00ebr ata po punojm\u00eb , aprovoi ai.<\/div>\n
N\u00eb q\u00ebndr\u00ebn e fshatit, ishin mbledhur mbi dyzet burra, n\u00eb bisedat e tyre t\u00eb ndryshme.<\/div>\n
” Q\u00ebnk\u00ebrka b\u00ebr\u00eb dh\u00ebnd\u00ebr, pershp\u00ebriti dikush me z\u00eb t\u00eb ult\u00eb kur pa Kriston q\u00eb mos e d\u00ebgjonte Kristua”<\/div>\n
Kristua p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeti duke mos v\u00ebn\u00eb re asgj\u00eb dhe u fut n\u00eb muhabetin e tyre duke diskutuar edhe vet\u00eb.<\/div>\n
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Vatra e kultur\u00ebs ish mbushur plot e p\u00ebrplot me njer\u00ebz, ku s’ksh ku t\u00eb hidhje kokr\u00ebn e moll\u00ebs. Ajo ziente dhe nga jasht\u00eb dukej si t\u00eb ish nj\u00eb koshere blet\u00ebsh. Prind\u00ebrit e t\u00eb gjith\u00eb rinin m\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tyre.<\/div>\n
Kosta ishte pozicionuar n\u00eb nj\u00eb vend af\u00ebr sken\u00ebs , p\u00ebr ta ndjekur sa m\u00eb af\u00ebr Anxhel\u00ebn.<\/div>\n
Ajo l\u00ebvizte nga nj\u00eb cep n\u00eb cepin tjet\u00ebr, si t\u00eb ish nj\u00eb flutur e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb e k\u00ebsaj pranvere.<\/div>\n
P\u00ebr nj\u00eb moment nga perdja e mbyllur, del petriti, komunist i vjet\u00ebr dhe duke u drejtuar nga Kosta, ngriti z\u00ebrin n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb autoritare.<\/div>\n
-Kosta Shk\u00ebmbi armiku i klas\u00ebs , t\u00eb dal\u00eb jasht\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb filloj\u00eb programi.<\/div>\n
T\u00eb gjith\u00eb po v\u00ebshtronin nga Kosta se si do reagonte.<\/div>\n
-Po -tha Kosta, -por m\u00eb par\u00eb do marr edhe vajz\u00ebn me vete.<\/div>\n
– Ajo do edukohet me vij\u00ebn e partis\u00eb -tha Petriti.<\/div>\n
Kost\u00ebs i kishte marr\u00eb flak\u00eb kraharori nga urrejtja, hapi rrug\u00ebn me b\u00ebryla mes njer\u00ebzve, duke u ngjitur n\u00eb shkall\u00ebt e sken\u00ebs.–Askush n\u00eb bot\u00eb nuk m\u00eb ndan nga vajza time, — b\u00ebrtiti ai kund\u00ebr Petritit, sesa kundra partis\u00eb.<\/div>\n
Kapi vajz\u00ebn p\u00ebrdore, e ngriti n\u00eb krah, duke zbritur shkall\u00ebt gjith\u00eb zem\u00ebrim. –Eja t\u00eb ikim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi–i thosh t\u00eb bij\u00ebs. Anxhela po qante me ngash\u00ebrim, duke i drejtuar duart nga m\u00ebsuesi, sikur i lutej m\u00ebsuesit t\u00eb saj t\u00eb dashur: -merm\u00eb m\u00ebsus, mos m\u00eb l\u00ebr t\u00eb ik\u00ebj… Ilua e shikonte sken\u00ebn dramatike, uli kok\u00ebn , sikur donte t\u00eb thoshte: –Nuk mundem Anxhela, nuk kam forc\u00eb!. Sa i pafuqish\u00ebm i dukej vetja.<\/div>\n
Syt\u00eb e t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve ishin drejtuar nga ai dhe Anxhel\u00ebs q\u00eb qante me ngash\u00ebrim. -Mos m\u00eb merr babiiii… m\u00eb l\u00ebr me shoqet.<\/div>\n
Prind\u00ebrit p\u00ebrcoll\u00ebn me dhimbje ne shpirtin e tyre Kost\u00ebn dhe ul\u00ebrimat e Anxhel\u00ebs, gjersa nata i p\u00ebrpiu n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00ebn e saj. Dritat e fest\u00ebs t\u00eb abetares, u shuan nj\u00eb e nga nj\u00eb, n\u00ebn qerpik\u00ebt e Anxhel\u00ebs, nga loti i nxeht\u00eb q\u00eb dilte si buronj\u00eb, n\u00eb blerimin e pranver\u00ebs vegimtare , t\u00eb k\u00ebtij \u00ebngj\u00eblli n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt plot dallg\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebsaj jete.<\/div>\n
Shfaqja dramatike e Anxhel\u00ebs, kish dep\u00ebrtuar thell\u00eb n\u00eb \u00e7do qeliz\u00eb zemre t\u00eb \u00e7do prindi.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Pas pak n\u00eb vatr\u00ebn e kultur\u00ebs u hap perdja.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Janaq Jano ANXHELA – tregim- -bazuar n\u00eb historin\u00eb e v\u00ebtet\u00eb- E vog\u00ebl, e bukur si nj\u00eb gonxhe tr\u00ebndafili, q\u00eb pret dit\u00ebt e bukura t\u00eb pranver\u00ebs t\u00eb \u00e7el\u00eb petalet e bukura, e qeshur dhe e \u00ebmb\u00ebl si vet\u00eb dielli i pranver\u00ebs, e shkath\u00ebt si nj\u00eb balerin\u00eb, hidhej e vallzonte mbi krevatin e prind\u00ebrve t\u00eb saj, si […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1665","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-proze"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1665","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1665"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1665\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1665"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1665"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1665"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}