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Dorothy : “Ju lutem, profesor, pse nuk mund t\u00eb vijm\u00eb me ju p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha kokat e kuror\u00ebzuara t\u00eb Evrop\u00ebs?”<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nga Sado Dollaku<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Magjistari i mrekulluesh\u00ebm i Ozit, L. Frank Baum<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ata premtuan t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtonin nj\u00eb ur\u00eb n\u00eb Bun\u00eb. E than\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb si n\u00eb dim\u00ebr ashtu edhe n\u00eb ver\u00eb. N\u00eb tryeza t\u00eb rrumbullak\u00ebta. N\u00eb takime. N\u00eb Kuvend. N\u00eb televizion. N\u00eb kafene. E than\u00eb me harta n\u00eb mur dhe me gishta n\u00eb hart\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Buna mbeti e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Burrat vinin me dosje . Grat\u00eb vinin me dosje . I hapnin si libra t\u00eb shenjt\u00eb. Tregonin vija dhe numra. Flisnin p\u00ebr autostradat , korridoret evropiane, rrjedhat, integrimin. Flisnin me nj\u00eb ton autoritar, por t\u00eb but\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e r\u00ebndonte ujin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jasht\u00eb, Buna  l\u00ebvizte n\u00eb shtratin e saj t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr. Ngadal\u00eb. Ngjyr\u00eb kafe n\u00eb shi. Si xham n\u00eb vap\u00ebn e ver\u00ebs. Ajo nuk debatoi. Nuk ishte e lumtur. Thjesht kalonte pran\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dorothy jeton pran\u00eb bregut t\u00eb lumit. Ajo zot\u00ebron nj\u00eb kiosk\u00eb q\u00eb shet gjith\u00e7ka dhe asgj\u00eb. Cigare. Coca-Cola. Kafe . Kupon\u00eb telefoni. Lodra plastike. Ajo ka nj\u00eb radio t\u00eb vog\u00ebl dhe nj\u00eb karrige t\u00eb vog\u00ebl. Ajo e njeh zhurm\u00ebn e \u00e7do makine lokale. Ai e di kur turist\u00ebt humbasin rrug\u00ebn nga m\u00ebnyra se si ngadal\u00ebsojn\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb kthes\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I treguan p\u00ebr ur\u00ebn kur ishte e vog\u00ebl. Ajo kujton her\u00ebn e par\u00eb q\u00eb d\u00ebgjoi p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Ajo ende shkonte n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb. Kryetari i bashkis\u00eb erdhi me shoq\u00ebruesit e tij, si dhe me nj\u00eb num\u00ebr t\u00eb madh mediash. Kishte tullumbace. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt vizatonin t\u00eb ardhmen me ngjyra t\u00eb ndezura. Nj\u00eb ur\u00eb e fort\u00eb dhe krenare. Kryetari i bashkis\u00eb i ledhatoi kok\u00ebn dhe, duke par\u00eb kamer\u00ebn, tha se ura ishte nj\u00eb dhurat\u00eb p\u00ebr brezin e tyre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tani ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb tridhjet\u00eb e shtat\u00eb vje\u00e7. Vizatimet kan\u00eb ikur. Kryetari i bashkis\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb pension. Dhurata nuk ka mb\u00ebrritur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rruga e verdh\u00eb me pluhur nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb rrug\u00eb k\u00ebtu. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb let\u00ebr e vulosur. Raporte n\u00eb kopertina t\u00eb pastra. Studime fizibiliteti. Studime t\u00eb mbrojtjes s\u00eb mjedisit. Studime t\u00eb trafikut. Secila me nj\u00eb titull t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Secila me logo dhe dat\u00eb. Secila me nj\u00eb p\u00ebrmbledhje q\u00eb thot\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn gj\u00eb me fjal\u00eb t\u00eb reja. Se ura \u00ebsht\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme. Se ura \u00ebsht\u00eb e mundur. Se nd\u00ebrtimi i ur\u00ebs do t\u00eb filloj\u00eb s\u00eb shpejti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

K\u00ebto studime bien n\u00eb sy n\u00eb zyra. Ato shtrihen mbi tavolina t\u00eb l\u00ebmuara. Ato udh\u00ebtojn\u00eb p\u00ebr n\u00eb kryeqytet dhe kthehen me firma t\u00eb reja. Ato i b\u00ebjn\u00eb p\u00ebrshtypje vizitor\u00ebve. Ato ngush\u00ebllojn\u00eb ministrat. Ato u japin pun\u00eb shtypshkronjave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ata nuk e kalojn\u00eb lumin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dorothy kishte par\u00eb shum\u00eb prej tyre. Kryesisht n\u00eb duart e atyre q\u00eb blejn\u00eb cigare n\u00eb kiosk\u00ebn e saj. Ata po klikojn\u00eb mbi dosjet sikur t\u00eb provojn\u00eb di\u00e7ka t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abJa, po b\u00ebjm\u00eb p\u00ebrparim\u00bb, thon\u00eb ata.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“N\u00eb pes\u00eb vjet nuk do ta njoh\u00ebsh k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo buz\u00ebqesh. Kthen kusurin. Nuk pyet se p\u00ebr cilin vit flasin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pak m\u00eb posht\u00eb, posht\u00eb lumit, pran\u00eb kallamishteve q\u00ebndron Drog\u00eblushi. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb prej kashte. Ai ka veshur nj\u00eb k\u00ebmish\u00eb me katror\u00eb. Flok\u00ebt i ka t\u00eb holl\u00eb. Ai mban syze me korniz\u00eb t\u00eb trash\u00eb. Ai ka studiuar jasht\u00eb vendit. Ai u kthye me nj\u00eb diplom\u00eb dhe besim n\u00eb strategji. Tani punon si planifikues.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai di \u00e7do rregullore. Ai di \u00e7do shkurtim. Mund t\u00eb vizatoj\u00eb nj\u00eb ur\u00eb n\u00eb pjes\u00eb. Mund t\u00eb rendis\u00eb n\u00ebnt\u00eb skenar\u00eb dhe gjasht\u00eb opsione. Ai ka nj\u00eb skedar t\u00eb quajtur M\u00ebsimet e nxjerra <\/em>dhe nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb quajtur Praktikat m\u00eb t\u00eb Mira <\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Por ai nuk ka iden\u00eb se si ta ngis\u00eb shtyll\u00ebn e par\u00eb n\u00eb bregun me balt\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abSikur t\u00eb ishte m\u00eb e qart\u00eb korniza\u00bb, thot\u00eb ai. Ia thot\u00eb Dorothy-t kur blen cigare. E thot\u00eb gazetar\u00ebve . E thot\u00eb n\u00eb forume. \u00abNa duhet harmonizim. Na duhet nj\u00eb vizion gjith\u00ebp\u00ebrfshir\u00ebs\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai tregon hart\u00ebn n\u00eb tabletin e tij. Ura shk\u00eblqen n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb perfekte n\u00eb ekran. Ajo hedh nj\u00eb reflektim mbi ujin dixhital q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb i qet\u00eb dhe blu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dorothy shikon vij\u00ebn e holl\u00eb t\u00eb drit\u00ebs. Imagjinon Bun\u00ebn n\u00eb dim\u00ebr, kur deg\u00ebt kalojn\u00eb pran\u00eb dhe shishet plastike grumbullohen. Mendoni p\u00ebr stuhit\u00eb, balt\u00ebn dhe zakonet e vjetra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00ab\u00cbsht\u00eb e bukur\u00bb, thot\u00eb ajo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm e bukur,” thot\u00eb ai. “Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb transformuese .”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ura e Dordolecit \u00ebsht\u00eb e ndri\u00e7uar dhe e past\u00ebr, e paprekur nga balta apo mbeturinat. Disa kilometra larg, makinerit\u00eb e kallajit flen\u00eb n\u00ebn pluhur, duke pritur q\u00eb projekti t’i mbijetoj\u00eb faz\u00ebs s\u00eb diskutimit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Njeriu prej Kallaji po pret pran\u00eb rrug\u00ebs s\u00eb vjet\u00ebr. Trupi i tij \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb prej mishi, por zemra e tij \u00ebsht\u00eb si ndryshku. Zot\u00ebron nj\u00eb kompani nd\u00ebrtimi. Besonte te projektet. Kujton koh\u00ebn kur kontrata n\u00ebnkuptonte pun\u00eb, jo bised\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oborri i tij \u00ebsht\u00eb plot me makina \u0146\u00eb gjum\u00eb. Nj\u00eb ekskavator me bateri t\u00eb shkarkuara. Nj\u00eb mikser ngjyrash i zbehur. Kamion\u00eb q\u00eb p\u00ebr muaj t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb nuk transportonin asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr p\u00ebrve\u00e7 r\u00ebr\u00ebs nga Buna . Ai i mban n\u00eb hije, sikur t\u00eb ishin kafsh\u00eb t\u00eb lodhura.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai fitoi nj\u00eb tender nj\u00eb her\u00eb. Jo p\u00ebr nj\u00eb ur\u00eb. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb projekt m\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl. Nj\u00eb shpatull. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb parking. Parat\u00eb erdh\u00ebn me vones\u00eb. Pastaj disa projekte nuk u p\u00ebrfunduan. Qeveria ndryshoi. Ai vazhdoi t’i paguante pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt e tij. Derisa nuk mundi ta b\u00ebnte m\u00eb. Disa pun\u00ebtor\u00eb u larguan. Disa q\u00ebndruan dhe prit\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai shikon lajmet kur flasin p\u00ebr ur\u00ebn. D\u00ebgjon fjal\u00eb t\u00eb tilla si “tender nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtar”. Ai e di \u00e7far\u00eb do t\u00eb ndodh\u00eb m\u00eb pas. Tender. Ankes\u00eb. Nj\u00eb tender tjet\u00ebr. Nj\u00eb ankes\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Asgj\u00ebsim pa em\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUra do t\u00eb krijoj\u00eb qindra vende pune\u201d, thon\u00eb ata.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai buz\u00ebqesh n\u00eb ekran. Nofulla e tij \u00ebsht\u00eb e shtr\u00ebnguar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abNdoshta do ta b\u00ebjn\u00eb\u00bb, thot\u00eb me vete. \u00abP\u00ebr avokat\u00ebt\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amplifikon z\u00ebrin. Pran\u00eb grafik\u00ebs s\u00eb ur\u00ebs, shfaqet nj\u00eb fytyr\u00eb e njohur, e sigurt dhe me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb. Njeriu prej Kallaji e njeh mir\u00eb tani.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Luani Frikacak jeton n\u00eb ekran. \u00cbsht\u00eb i fort\u00eb atje. E mban veten me arroganc\u00eb n\u00eb studio dhe n\u00eb podiume. Ka nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb fuqish\u00ebm. P\u00ebrplas dor\u00ebn n\u00eb tavolin\u00eb kur flet p\u00ebr ur\u00ebn. E quan strategjike. E quan historike. E quan shtyll\u00ebn kurrizore, kasht\u00ebn e jet\u00ebs, hyrjen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai viziton Ulqinin para zgjedhjeve. Q\u00ebndron pran\u00eb lumit me kamerat pas tij. Era ia ngre kravat\u00ebn. Ai tregon nga qielli i zbraz\u00ebt ku duhet t\u00eb jet\u00eb ura dhe thot\u00eb: “Kjo do t\u00eb jet\u00eb k\u00ebtu s\u00eb shpejti.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb e pyeti dikur: “Kur?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai qeshi. Edhe shoq\u00ebria p\u00ebrreth tij qeshi. Ata ia p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhel\u00ebn flok\u00ebt atij f\u00ebmije.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Jemi n\u00eb fazat e fundit,” tha ai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

K\u00ebshtu ishte gjat\u00eb qeverisjes s\u00eb m\u00ebparshme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur kamerat fiken, fytyra e tij qet\u00ebsohet. Kontrollon telefonin. K\u00ebshilltari i tij p\u00ebshp\u00ebrit. Hipin n\u00eb makin\u00eb me xhama t\u00eb err\u00ebt dhe e l\u00ebn\u00eb lumin pas. Balta nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e dukshme n\u00eb foto.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E vetmja gjurm\u00eb q\u00eb l\u00eb pas \u00ebsht\u00eb dixhitale: klipe, tituj kryesor\u00eb, slogane, gati p\u00ebr t\u2019u transmetuar dhe p\u00ebrs\u00ebritur nga t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mbi Fushat e Lulekuqeve t\u00eb Fshehura, mbi tela dhe n\u00eb rrjeta, Majmun\u00ebt fluturojn\u00eb. Ata nuk kan\u00eb krah\u00eb, por l\u00ebvizin shpejt. Jan\u00eb troll dhe profile t\u00eb rreme. K\u00ebto, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 njoftimeve p\u00ebr shtyp, jan\u00eb edhe postime t\u00eb sponsorizuara . Ata b\u00ebrtasin n\u00eb komente. I hedhin nj\u00ebri-tjetrit mesazhe sikur t\u00eb ishin topa bore. Apo t\u00eb b\u00ebra nga r\u00ebra e lag\u00ebsht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Mjaft me negativitete,” shkroi nj\u00ebri n\u00ebn nj\u00eb foto t\u00eb Leos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abK\u00ebto gj\u00ebra k\u00ebrkojn\u00eb koh\u00eb\u00bb, thot\u00eb nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abOpozita e bllokoi\u00bb, thot\u00eb nj\u00eb i tret\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

” Bruksel e shtyu at\u00eb.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ambientalist\u00ebt e shtyn\u00eb p\u00ebr m\u00eb von\u00eb.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

” Bashkia e zvarriti pun\u00ebn.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Postimet e vjetra n\u00eb Facebook, Tik -Tok dhe Instagram zhduken shpejt. Ato z\u00ebvend\u00ebsohen nga njoftime t\u00eb reja, t\u00eb reja q\u00eb dalin shpejt t\u00eb cilat e mbrojn\u00eb \u00e7do ndales\u00eb si p\u00ebrparim. Ato e shnd\u00ebrrojn\u00eb \u00e7do vit heshtjeje n\u00eb “p\u00ebrgatitje t\u00eb kujdesshme”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nipi i Dorothy-t i ndjek dhe i lexon gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs. Ai i tregon asaj telefonin e tij.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Shiko,” thot\u00eb ai. “Thon\u00eb se ura \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjelb\u00ebr tani.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo shikon ekranin. Sip\u00ebr lumit t\u00eb gjelb\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb hark i past\u00ebr dhe i bardh\u00eb. Zogjt\u00eb fluturojn\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb formacion t\u00eb p\u00ebrsosur V. K\u00ebmb\u00ebsor\u00ebt ecin me k\u00ebmisha t\u00eb buta prej liri pa asnj\u00eb gjurm\u00eb djerse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abDuhet t\u00eb jemi n\u00eb nj\u00eb vend tjet\u00ebr\u00bb, thot\u00eb ajo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Jo,” thot\u00eb ai. “K\u00ebtu shkruan Ulqini.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gjithmon\u00eb ka arsye n\u00eb komente p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos l\u00ebvizur asgj\u00eb. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb kurr\u00eb faji i sot\u00ebm. Gjithmon\u00eb ka di\u00e7ka t\u00eb trash\u00ebguar ose ndonj\u00eb rregull q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb p\u00ebrshpejtohet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtriga e Lig\u00eb e Lindjes nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb person. Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb ishte m\u00eb par\u00eb. Plane t\u00eb s\u00eb kaluar\u00ebs. Dosje t\u00eb humbura. Zyrtar\u00eb t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr. Ata q\u00eb kan\u00eb vdekur. Ata q\u00eb jan\u00eb zhvendosur. Gabime q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb shpjegohen. \u00cbsht\u00eb varreza e “vendimeve t\u00eb m\u00ebparshme”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb dikush pyet pse ura nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb k\u00ebtu, ata e kujtojn\u00eb at\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Administrata e m\u00ebparshme d\u00ebshtoi t\u00eb siguronte fondet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Projekti i m\u00ebparsh\u00ebm kishte t\u00eb meta.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ne trash\u00ebguam nj\u00eb katastrof\u00eb.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ata flasin p\u00ebr t\u00eb sikur ajo ende d\u00ebrgon mallkime nga nj\u00eb koh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. \u00cbsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e dobishme. Ajo nuk mund t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At\u00eb q\u00eb Lindja nuk mund ta bllokoj\u00eb me kujtes\u00eb, Per\u00ebndimi mund ta ngadal\u00ebsoj\u00eb me procedura.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtriga e Lig\u00eb e Per\u00ebndimit \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e pranishme. Ajo ka shum\u00eb fytyra. Zyra t\u00eb rregullta, por t\u00eb ngadalta. Rregullore t\u00eb v\u00ebshtira. Mungon firma. Konflikt interesi i maskuar si proces i rregullt ligjor. Nj\u00eb eksperte q\u00eb gjen nj\u00eb shqet\u00ebsim t\u00eb ri sa her\u00eb q\u00eb zgjidhet nj\u00eb i vjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtriga e Lig\u00eb e Per\u00ebndimit shfaqet n\u00eb fraza.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Derisa t\u00eb mbaroj\u00eb studimi…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Derisa t\u00eb vij\u00eb miratimi…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Deri n\u00eb vler\u00ebsimin p\u00ebrfundimtar t\u00eb ndikimit n\u00eb mjedis…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00c7do ” derisa ” sh\u00ebnohet si nj\u00eb gur n\u00eb kalendar. Dit\u00ebt ikin shpejt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pas mallkimeve dhe paralajm\u00ebrimeve, vijn\u00eb bekimet. Ato ting\u00ebllojn\u00eb ndryshe. Ato funksionojn\u00eb nj\u00ebsoj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtrigat e Mira vijn\u00eb n\u00eb raporte. Ato vijn\u00eb nga Veriu dhe Jugu me veshje t\u00eb zgjedhura me kujdes. Ato flasin p\u00ebr fonde. P\u00ebr grante . P\u00ebr instrumente. P\u00ebr mekanizma. Ato e lavd\u00ebrojn\u00eb projektin. Ato thon\u00eb se \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb p\u00ebrputhje me prioritetet. Ato p\u00ebrmendin q\u00ebndrueshm\u00ebrin\u00eb, kohezionin dhe lidhshm\u00ebrin\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Publiku duartroket. Kryetari i bashkis\u00eb buz\u00ebqesh. Z\u00ebri i p\u00ebrkthyesit dridhet me shpejt\u00ebsi. Shtrigat e mira thon\u00eb se e mb\u00ebshtesin ur\u00ebn. Ato thon\u00eb se dera \u00ebsht\u00eb e hapur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pastaj ata largohen. Dera mbetet e hapur. Asgj\u00eb nuk kalon n\u00ebp\u00ebr to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Midis vizitave, skena duhet t\u00eb rivendoset. Aktor\u00eb t\u00eb rinj, slogane t\u00eb reja, e nj\u00ebjta shfaqje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb vjen Tornado. Quhet Ndryshim <\/em>. Zgjedhje. Ka slogane dhe postera t\u00eb rinj. Heq tabelat e vjetra dhe vendos fytyra t\u00eb reja mbi to. Dorothy e shikon nga kioska e saj. Ajo sheh makina me altoparlant\u00eb. Ajo sheh flamuj. Ajo d\u00ebgjon muzik\u00eb, m\u00eb t\u00eb fort\u00eb se \u00e7do gj\u00eb e imagjinueshme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00eb k\u00ebto koh\u00eb, ura kthehet si nj\u00eb fantazm\u00eb q\u00eb nuhat vot\u00ebn. Po b\u00ebhet shum\u00eb e mir\u00eb. Shfaqet n\u00eb banderola. Shk\u00eblqen n\u00eb animacione. Shum\u00eb e prekin imazhin e ur\u00ebs me duart e tyre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ky \u00ebsht\u00eb prioriteti yn\u00eb,” p\u00ebrs\u00ebrisin ata. “Ky \u00ebsht\u00eb premtimi yn\u00eb.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E thon\u00eb m\u00eb me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, sikur zhurma t\u00eb derdhte beton.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur kalon tornadoja, posterat shk\u00ebputen. Muzika ndalet. Fytyrat e reja duken si fytyra t\u00eb vjetra. Ura shnd\u00ebrrohet p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb vija n\u00eb let\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur zhurma shuhet, e vetmja gj\u00eb q\u00eb mbetet \u00ebsht\u00eb lumi dhe njer\u00ebzit pran\u00eb tij, pik\u00ebrisht aty ku ishin m\u00eb par\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jeta p\u00ebrreth Bun\u00ebs vazhdon. Peshkatar\u00ebt i hedhin rrjetat e tyre aty ku duhet t\u00eb q\u00ebndrojn\u00eb shtyllat e ur\u00ebs. Djemt\u00eb zhyten nga brigjet me balt\u00eb. Vajzat b\u00ebjn\u00eb foto n\u00eb per\u00ebndim t\u00eb diellit, t\u00eb p\u00ebrshtatura nga nj\u00eb boshll\u00ebk ku mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb nj\u00eb hark ure. Turist\u00ebt pyesin n\u00ebse ka nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb shkurt\u00ebr p\u00ebr t\u00eb kaluar n\u00eb an\u00ebn shqiptare. Vendasit ngren\u00eb supet. Ata tregojn\u00eb nga veriu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Kemi ur\u00ebn,” thon\u00eb disa dhe qeshin. Shoferi i taksis\u00eb qesh. Ai ua merr parat\u00eb. Ka tridhjet\u00eb vjet q\u00eb d\u00ebgjon p\u00ebr ur\u00ebn. N\u00ebse nd\u00ebrtohet ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, puna e tij do t\u00eb p\u00ebrfundoj\u00eb. Mercedesi i tij do t\u00eb dal\u00eb n\u00eb pension para tij.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“A e do ur\u00ebn?” e pyeti Dorothy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai shikon lumin. Ai shikon qiellin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abDua ta shoh ur\u00ebn t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtuar\u00bb, thot\u00eb ai. \u00abPastaj do t\u00eb vendos\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Njer\u00ebzit kan\u00eb m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb jetojn\u00eb me premtime si me motin: t\u2019i v\u00ebn\u00eb re, t\u00eb flasin p\u00ebr te dhe pastaj t\u00eb kthehen n\u00eb pun\u00eb. Vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb krijes\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb histori duket e vendosur t\u00eb shpoj\u00eb, t\u00eb nuhas\u00eb, t\u00eb t\u00ebrheq\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb t\u00eb lirshme dhe q\u00eb del jasht\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb pasdites, drita qet\u00ebsohet dhe Plazha e Madhe qet\u00ebsohet. Pluhuri q\u00ebndron pezull n\u00eb aj\u00ebr. Buna shk\u00eblqen me ar t\u00eb zbeht\u00eb. N\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb tilla, Totos i p\u00eblqen t\u00eb shkoj\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb sh\u00ebtitje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Emri i Totos nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb Toto. Ai \u00ebsht\u00eb thjesht nj\u00eb qenush i vog\u00ebl me sjellje t\u00eb k\u00ebqija. Ai i p\u00ebrket t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve dhe askujt. Ai njeh \u00e7do kosh plehrash dhe \u00e7do rrug\u00eb t\u00eb shkurt\u00ebr. Ai fle pas kiosk\u00ebs s\u00eb Dorothy-t kur bie shi. Ai leh motor\u00ebve. Ai nuk ka respekt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ai nuk ka frik\u00eb nga asgj\u00eb. Ai shkon n\u00eb dyqane dhe n\u00eb vende t\u00eb tjera nga t\u00eb cilat duhet t\u00eb q\u00ebndroj\u00eb larg. Ai rr\u00ebshqet n\u00ebp\u00ebr der\u00ebn gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb mbyllur. Ai fshihet pas perdeve q\u00eb sh\u00ebrbejn\u00eb p\u00ebr dekorim, jo p\u00ebr privat\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00eb dit\u00ebn e Prezantimit Publik t\u00eb Ur\u00ebs s\u00eb Bun\u00ebs <\/em>, salla \u00ebsht\u00eb plot me karrige. Njer\u00ebzit ulen me krah\u00eb t\u00eb kryq\u00ebzuar. Ka nj\u00eb projektor. Ka nj\u00eb banderol\u00eb me kat\u00ebr logo. Tre burra dhe nj\u00eb grua jan\u00eb ulur n\u00eb nj\u00eb tavolin\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb me mikrofon\u00eb. Shishe me uj\u00eb q\u00ebndrojn\u00eb p\u00ebrpara tyre, t\u00eb paprekura.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00eb ekran, ura \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrs\u00ebri perfekte. Lundron mbi lum\u00eb si premtim mbi t\u00eb cilin mund t\u00eb ngas\u00ebsh makin\u00ebn. Moderatori flet p\u00ebr fazat. Flitet p\u00ebr hapat. Tregon p\u00ebr gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb. Nuk p\u00ebrmend at\u00eb q\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dorothy \u00ebsht\u00eb ulur n\u00eb fund. Ajo e mbylli kiosk\u00ebn e saj her\u00ebt. Dordoleci \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb panel. Njeriu prej Kallaji \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb rreshtin e dyt\u00eb. Luani Frikacak d\u00ebrgoi nj\u00eb video q\u00eb luhet n\u00eb ekran para prezantimit n\u00eb PowerPoint. Z\u00ebri i tij \u00ebsht\u00eb i fort\u00eb. Syt\u00eb e tij jan\u00eb serioz\u00eb. Ai tha se projekti po hyn n\u00eb nj\u00eb faz\u00eb vendimtare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Njer\u00ebzit po d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb. Disa mbajn\u00eb sh\u00ebnime. Disa kontrollojn\u00eb telefonat e tyre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Toto futet fshehurazi n\u00ebn karriga. Askush nuk po e ndalon. \u00cbsht\u00eb i vog\u00ebl. Dhe e shpejt\u00eb. Nuhat karrigat plastike, pluhurin n\u00eb dysheme, k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e ftohta me sandale verore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arrin n\u00eb pjes\u00ebn e p\u00ebrparme. Pran\u00eb sken\u00ebs \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb perde, e holl\u00eb dhe e gjelb\u00ebr. Fsheh kabllot. Fsheh kutit\u00eb.Fsheh njer\u00ebzit q\u00eb operojn\u00eb z\u00ebrin dhe drit\u00ebn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Toto e t\u00ebrheq perden. N\u00eb fillim nuk ndodh asgj\u00eb. Pastaj d\u00ebgjohet k\u00ebrcitja e unazave plastike. Perdja ulet pak.Shihet nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb telash. Nj\u00eb priz\u00eb me shk\u00ebndija . Nj\u00eb burr\u00eb me kufje q\u00eb mallkon veten. Nj\u00eb list\u00eb tezash p\u00ebr diskutim n\u00eb let\u00ebr t\u00eb njollosur me kafe .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nj\u00eb laptop me ekran t\u00eb hapur n\u00eb t\u00eb cilin mund t\u00eb lexohet emaili: “Me keqardhje ju njoftojm\u00eb se p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb kufizimeve buxhetore, ndarja e fondeve p\u00ebr ur\u00ebn e Bun\u00ebs do t\u00eb shtyhet p\u00ebr periudh\u00ebn e ardhshme financiare…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

P\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast, z\u00ebri i but\u00eb n\u00eb altoparlant dhe ura ndri\u00e7uese n\u00eb ekran humbasin magjin\u00eb e tyre. Pas tyre jan\u00eb vet\u00ebm pajisje, udh\u00ebzime dhe nj\u00eb email q\u00eb askush nuk duhej ta kishte lexuar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inxhinieri i z\u00ebrit e p\u00ebrplas laptopin. Ai e ngre perden me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb. Ngre dor\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb goditur qenin. Toto e shmang. Vrapon prapa midis karrigeve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Por disa njer\u00ebz kan\u00eb par\u00eb mjaftuesh\u00ebm. Pan\u00eb rr\u00ebmuj\u00ebn pas z\u00ebrit t\u00eb but\u00eb. Pan\u00eb q\u00eb ura jeton m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb folur sesa n\u00eb buxhete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Keni ndonj\u00eb pyetje?” thot\u00eb moderatori.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00eb fillim, askush nuk flet. Pastaj nj\u00eb plak ngre dor\u00ebn. Ai i ka mbijetuar luft\u00ebrave, p\u00ebrmbytjeve dhe zgjedhjeve. Z\u00ebri i tij \u00ebsht\u00eb i ul\u00ebt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“A do ta kaloj k\u00ebt\u00eb ur\u00eb para se t\u00eb vdes?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Paneli hesht. Dordoleci shikon sh\u00ebnimet e tij. Nj\u00eb grua shikon tavanin. Burri n\u00eb mes kollitet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00abE kuptojm\u00eb shqet\u00ebsimin tuaj\u00bb, thot\u00eb ai. \u00abPor ky \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb proces kompleks\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Plaku pohon me kok\u00eb. Kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjja. Mjaft me k\u00ebto premtime..<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jasht\u00eb, dielli ka per\u00ebnduar. Dorothy kthehet n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi duke ecur pran\u00eb lumit. Uji \u00ebsht\u00eb i err\u00ebt tani. Vet\u00ebm dritat e thyera t\u00eb Plazhit t\u00eb Madh jan\u00eb t\u00eb dukshme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

P\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast ajo e imagjinon ur\u00ebn. Jo si nj\u00eb montazh t\u00eb p\u00ebrsosur. Jo si harf me \u00e7ifte t\u00eb lumtura. Imagjinon hekur. Beton. Pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt me qaf\u00eb t\u00eb djegur nga dielli. Kamion\u00eb n\u00eb agim. Balt\u00eb mbi \u00e7izme. Zhurm\u00eb. Vonesa. Grindje. T\u00eb sinqerta. Pastaj ajo e sheh veten duke kaluar ur\u00ebn me dhurata n\u00eb dor\u00eb, e ndritshme dhe e shpejt\u00eb, n\u00eb shi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

N\u00eb at\u00eb foto nuk ka asnj\u00eb fjalim. Asnj\u00eb logo. Asnj\u00eb vizion i madh. Ka vet\u00ebm di\u00e7ka q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb nd\u00ebrtuar dhe p\u00ebrdoret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ajo mendon se magjia e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb nuk jan\u00eb premtime boshe. Magjia e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb do t\u00eb ishte zhurma e makin\u00ebs s\u00eb par\u00eb q\u00eb drejton shtyllat e ur\u00ebs. Armatura prej \u00e7eliku n\u00eb kantierin e nd\u00ebrtimit. Pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt e nd\u00ebrtimit me jelek\u00eb pune n\u00eb vend t\u00eb politikan\u00ebve me kostume.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Por magjia nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo q\u00eb ata kan\u00eb. Kan\u00eb p\u00ebrralla. Kan\u00eb simbole. Kan\u00eb Rrug\u00ebn e verdh\u00eb me pluhur , prej letre. Ata kan\u00eb nj\u00eb Magjistar t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb nga mikrofon\u00eb dhe klipe t\u00eb montuara.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

T\u00eb nj\u00ebjtat figura sillen rreth tij, vit pas viti: Doroteat q\u00eb presin, Dordolecat q\u00eb planifikojn\u00eb, Njer\u00ebz prej Kallaji q\u00eb ndryshken, Luan\u00eb q\u00eb ul\u00ebrijn\u00eb para kamerave, Shtrigat q\u00eb gjejn\u00eb justifikime dhe vonojn\u00eb, Majmun\u00eb q\u00eb komentojn\u00eb dhe na ndajn\u00eb, dhe qen si Toto q\u00eb ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb e t\u00ebrheqin perden aq fort sa t\u00eb tregojn\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00eb fshihet pas saj..<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ata kan\u00eb edhe nj\u00eb lum\u00eb q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb indiferent.Buna rrjedh vit pas viti. Nuk zem\u00ebrohet .Nuk lodhet kurr\u00eb. Nuk voton. Thjesht po pret, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn e vet t\u00eb ngadalt\u00eb dhe t\u00eb duruar, nj\u00eb ur\u00eb q\u00eb mund t\u00eb mos nd\u00ebrtohet kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Dorothy : “Ju lutem, profesor, pse nuk mund t\u00eb vijm\u00eb me ju p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha kokat e kuror\u00ebzuara t\u00eb Evrop\u00ebs?” Nga Sado Dollaku Magjistari i mrekulluesh\u00ebm i Ozit, L. Frank Baum Ata premtuan t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtonin nj\u00eb ur\u00eb n\u00eb Bun\u00eb. E than\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb si n\u00eb dim\u00ebr ashtu edhe n\u00eb ver\u00eb. N\u00eb tryeza t\u00eb rrumbullak\u00ebta. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":27143,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"none","_seopress_titles_title":"%%post_title%% %%sep%% %%sitetitle%%","_seopress_titles_desc":"%%post_excerpt%%","_seopress_robots_index":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[2,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-40712","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-aktualitet","category-opinione"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40712","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=40712"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40712\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":40715,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40712\/revisions\/40715"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/27143"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=40712"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=40712"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ulqini-online.com\/sajti\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=40712"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}