Kur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb i zem\u00ebruar, ne t\u00ebrhiqemi, nd\u00ebrsa ku nj\u00eb grua zem\u00ebrohet ajo kategorizohet si \u2018kurv\u00eb e \u00e7mendur\u2019.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00ebna ime me tha \u201cjo kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb\u201d dhe ajo shpesh m\u00eb paralajm\u00ebronte se \u201cn\u00ebse ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb i shisni stolit\u00eb e mija pasi t\u00eb kem vdekur, do t\u00eb ringjallem dhe do t\u2019ua kafshoj gishtat e k\u00ebmb\u00ebve.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk e di se \u00e7far\u00eb mendonte ajo, n\u00ebse me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet do t\u2019i hante plot\u00ebsisht ose do t\u00eb mi g\u00ebrryente gisht\u00ebrinjt\u00eb, isha e tmerruar nga k\u00ebrc\u00ebnimet e saj. N\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit n\u00ebna ime ishte vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb kurv\u00eb e \u00e7mendur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb nuk e konsideroj se fraza \u201ckurv\u00eb e \u00e7mendur\u201d do t\u00eb thot\u00eb di\u00e7ka m\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebrtej arsyes s\u00eb saj n\u00ebn\u00e7muese, kjo ekziston thjesht p\u00ebr t\u2019i b\u00ebr\u00eb grat\u00eb t\u00eb ken\u00eb frik\u00eb nga zem\u00ebrimi dhe ndjenjat e tyre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gjithmon\u00eb kur ngre z\u00ebrin n\u00eb market, ose them di\u00e7ka mjaft provokuese ndaj nj\u00eb personi q\u00eb m\u00eb ka posht\u00ebruar, ia rikujtoj vetes q\u00eb t\u00eb ndalem, t\u00eb shikoj p\u00ebrreth dhe t\u00eb fokusohem se kush m\u00eb ka d\u00ebgjuar, \u00e7far\u00eb njeriu me pantallona t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme fitoi t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb se m\u00eb ka par\u00eb n\u00eb rrug\u00eb, n\u00eb treg, se m\u00eb ka par\u00eb duke i b\u00ebrtitur f\u00ebmij\u00ebs tim, burrit apo shit\u00ebsit t\u00eb dyqaneve dhe t\u00eb thot\u00eb: \u201cPo, m\u00eb kujtohet ajo grua, ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb kurv\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7mendur\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c7ka m\u00eb intereson m\u00eb shum\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb se pse k\u00ebtyre personave nuk u intereson shkaku se pse nj\u00eb grua reagoi n\u00eb at\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do t\u2019u tregoj se \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhi nj\u00eb nat\u00eb, menj\u00ebher\u00eb pasi m\u00eb kishte vdekur babai, kur un\u00eb isha n\u00eb taksi duke u kthyer n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi n\u00eb New Jersey nga New York City, isha duke shkuar nat\u00ebn von\u00eb tek n\u00ebna ime e cila u diagnostikua me kancer disa jav\u00eb pasi vdiq babai. Isha mjaft e zem\u00ebruar q\u00eb do t\u00eb vonohesha p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, pasi q\u00eb n\u00ebna ime kishte frik\u00eb nga udh\u00ebtimet n\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje meqen\u00ebse babai im kishte vdekur n\u00eb nj\u00eb aksident n\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje. Megjithat\u00eb, telefoni im ishte fikur pa bateri dhe po i k\u00ebrkoja taksistit q\u00eb t\u00eb nxitonte, ku ai b\u00ebri nj\u00eb koment n\u00ebn z\u00eb p\u00ebr nxitimin tim duke th\u00ebn\u00eb se po nxitoja pasi q\u00eb dikush ishte duke m\u00eb pritur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi i zem\u00ebruar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kjo gj\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00ebrboi, sepse ai nuk e dinte dhimbjen q\u00eb p\u00ebrjetonim un\u00eb me n\u00ebn\u00ebn time . Ai nuk e dinte m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn se si ne zgjoheshim n\u00eb mes t\u00eb nat\u00ebs nga makthet ku n\u00eb \u00ebndrra d\u00ebgjonim z\u00ebrin e babait tim duke b\u00ebrtitur dhe vraponim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi duke e k\u00ebrkuar p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb mos \u00ebsht\u00eb fshehur n\u00eb dollap, sepse na mungonte shum\u00eb. Trupi n\u00eb arkivol ishte shaka, ishte nj\u00eb makth i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, natyrisht ai nuk kishte vdekur, babai im i dashur nuk kishte vdekur!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe tani k\u00ebtu ishte ky shofer taksie, ky i panjohur, duke b\u00ebr\u00eb komente p\u00ebr mua se isha jasht\u00eb dhe u shqet\u00ebsova p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte a do t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte dikush, kur nuk kishte asnj\u00eb njeri p\u00ebrreth, n\u00eb fakt, ishte humbja e t\u00eb vetmit njeri q\u00eb kisha dashur ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte t\u00eb ndjeja k\u00ebt\u00eb frik\u00eb t\u00eb pabesueshme, dhe kjo frik\u00eb shp\u00ebrtheu n\u00eb inat dhe un\u00eb i b\u00ebrtita atij: “\u00c7far\u00eb the!?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe ja ku shfaqet tani, nj\u00eb shofer taksie, nj\u00eb i panjohur, duke m\u00eb treguar mua se si isha jasht\u00eb dhe po shqet\u00ebsohesha p\u00ebr at\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte dikush, ku n\u00eb fakt nuk ishte asnj\u00eb burr\u00eb p\u00ebrreth meje, dhe un\u00eb po ndjeja humbjen e njeriut t\u00eb vet\u00ebm q\u00eb kisha dashur ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, k\u00ebt\u00eb frik\u00eb t\u00eb pabesueshme e cila u shnd\u00ebrrua n\u00eb inat dhe i b\u00ebrtita k\u00ebtij njeriu: \u201c\u00c7far\u00eb the!?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Shoferi, si\u00e7 mund ta parashikoni u zem\u00ebrua nga t\u00ebrbimi im dhe e ktheu makin\u00ebn n\u00eb autostrad\u00eb, ai b\u00ebri nj\u00eb kthes\u00eb t\u00eb paligjshme n\u00eb nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb t\u00eb rrezikshme dhe filloi t\u00eb ngiste makin\u00ebn p\u00ebrs\u00ebri p\u00ebr n\u00eb New York City, larg sht\u00ebpis\u00eb time, ku n\u00ebna ime e dija se po m\u00eb priste pran\u00eb dritares, duke e ndar\u00eb ankthin me thonjt\u00eb e saj q\u00eb nuk i vendoste m\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Natyrisht, isha shum\u00eb e zem\u00ebruar, jo vet\u00ebm ndaj shoferit, por me gjith\u00e7ka, t\u00eb gjitha vdekjet dhe s\u00ebmundjet q\u00eb do t\u00eb duhej t\u2019i duroja kur t\u00eb gjith\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt q\u00eb njihja duhej t\u00eb mendonin vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr takimet dhe se cilat ishin vendet m\u00eb t\u00eb mira p\u00ebr kokteje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fillova t\u00eb godas sediljet e shoferit n\u00eb taksi duke e goditur xhamin q\u00eb ndan sediljet e pasme me ato t\u00eb shoferit. B\u00ebrtisja t\u00ebr\u00eb koh\u00ebn, \u201cNDALOJENI MAKIN\u00cbN, BUDALLA!\u201d, p\u00ebrderisa shqelmoja t\u00ebr\u00eb koh\u00ebn fillova t\u00eb mendoja se ai do t\u00eb m\u00eb qonte diku p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb vrar\u00eb. Por nuk ndodhi ajo q\u00eb mendova, gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb ndodhi ishte se i kisha treguar shoferit se un\u00eb isha nj\u00eb \u201ckurv\u00eb m\u00eb e \u00e7mendur\u201d se ai, b\u00ebrtisja gjithmon\u00eb e m\u00eb e fort, derisa m\u00eb n\u00eb fund ai ndali vetur\u00ebn dhe m\u00eb la n\u00eb rrug\u00eb, ku m\u00eb pas m\u00eb duhej edhe nj\u00eb or\u00eb tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb t\u00eb arrija n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ku n\u00ebna ime po qante dhe pinte cigare n\u00eb tryez\u00ebn e kuzhin\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo q\u00eb m\u00eb intereson m\u00eb shum\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb pse kur burrat sillen si t\u00eb t\u00ebrbuar, ne largohemi dhe u japim hap\u00ebsir\u00eb. Por kur grat\u00eb e b\u00ebjn\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb, ne etiketohemi si t\u00eb egra, irracionale, t\u00eb s\u00ebmura. N\u00ebse jemi t\u00eb ri dhe zem\u00ebrohemi, at\u00ebher\u00eb thon\u00eb se ndodh\u00eb p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb drogave. Kur plakemi dhe zem\u00ebrohemi, at\u00ebher\u00eb thuhet se nuk kemi marr\u00eb kurr\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb kemi d\u00ebshiruar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c7ka m\u00eb intereson m\u00eb s\u00eb shumti \u00ebsht\u00eb se si mund ta ndryshojm\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb. Ajo q\u00eb kam m\u00ebsuar pas nj\u00eb dekade bisede me grat\u00eb mbi d\u00ebshirat dhe frik\u00ebrat e tyre \u00ebsht\u00eb se nj\u00eb nga gj\u00ebrat m\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebshtira nga t\u00eb gjitha \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb shtyp\u00ebsh inatin q\u00eb t\u00eb vie nga dekada abuzimi dhe keqtrajtimi, nga dekada e burrave q\u00eb nuk din\u00eb si t\u00eb vazhdojn\u00eb nj\u00eb marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie platonike, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt thon\u00eb gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tilla si: \u201cOh, askush nuk m\u00eb m\u00ebsoi k\u00ebt\u00eb, askush nuk m\u00eb tha se nj\u00eb gruaje mund t\u00eb mos i p\u00eblqente t\u2019i thuhej t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshte kur po ecte n\u00eb rrug\u00eb.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Duhet ta ndryshojm\u00eb skenarin. Instinktet e burrave kan\u00eb qen\u00eb krenaria e vendit p\u00ebr koh\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Instinktet e grave duhet t\u00eb jen\u00eb gjithashtu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Duke menduar se si ta ndryshoj skenarin, mund t’ju them se \u00e7far\u00eb vendosa t\u00eb b\u00ebj. Vendosa t\u00eb mos k\u00ebrkoja falje kur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebnte ca pun\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, preu disa tela aksidentalisht dhe un\u00eb b\u00ebrtita “FUCK”. Un\u00eb isha n\u00eb nj\u00eb takim t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm n\u00eb Zoom, kur papritur interneti dhe t\u00eb gjitha dritat u fik\u00ebn, dhe askush nuk m\u00eb kishte paralajm\u00ebruar p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Po ta dija, takimin tim do ta kisha zhvilluar diku tjet\u00ebr, s\u00eb bashku me gjasht\u00eb takimet e mia t\u00eb tjera. Sepse jam grua, jam e organizuar dhe jam bricjap. Nd\u00ebrsa burri im ka nj\u00eb orar shum\u00eb t\u00eb ngjeshur dhe ai vjen kur t\u00eb mundet, mendoj se ai nuk kishte koh\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb paralajm\u00ebronte p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb shk\u00ebputje q\u00eb ndodhi. Burri im, i turp\u00ebruar nga zem\u00ebrimi im, e mbylli der\u00ebn dhe tha: \u201cIshte thjesht\u00eb nj\u00eb aksident, qet\u00ebsohu\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Po, gjithashtu aksident ishte edhe kur i nj\u00ebjti burr\u00eb shikonte gjinjt\u00eb e mi n\u00eb vend q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb shikonte n\u00eb sy, kur erdhi para nj\u00eb jave dhe i ra ziles, ani pse n\u00eb der\u00eb thoshte q\u00eb: \u201cJam n\u00eb intervist\u00eb, ju lutem mos trokisni n\u00ebse nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por ai i binte ziles gjithsesi dhe pastaj kaluan 45 sekonda duke folur p\u00ebr k\u00ebrpudhat q\u00eb ai gjen nd\u00ebrsa shikimin e mbante n\u00eb gjoksin tim dhe duke m\u00eb pyetur n\u00ebse kisha nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebshilla peshkimi, sepse ai kishte par\u00eb mjetet e peshkimit n\u00eb garazh nj\u00eb dit\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb, dhe un\u00eb thash\u00eb: “Jam n\u00eb mes t\u00eb nj\u00eb interviste, m\u00eb falni\u201d, sepse jam m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb jem e mir\u00eb, mbi t\u00eb gjitha, n\u00eb fshehjen e t\u00ebrbimit tim, dhe jam m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj falje sa her\u00eb q\u00eb jam t\u00ebrbuar. K\u00ebshtu q\u00eb un\u00eb k\u00ebrkova falje: “M\u00eb fal”, thash\u00eb, nuk mund t’i d\u00ebgjoj m\u00eb k\u00ebshillat tuaja budallaqe t\u00eb pad\u00ebshiruara p\u00ebr peshkim, sepse edhe un\u00eb kam pun\u00eb, dhe puna ime \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb mos d\u00ebgjoj z\u00ebrin t\u00ebnd q\u00eb flet p\u00ebr k\u00ebrpudha n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, si\u00e7 nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb puna jote q\u00eb ta nd\u00ebrpres\u00ebsh internetin nga pakujdesia jote, por edhe n\u00ebse e b\u00ebn at\u00ebher\u00eb puna jote si nj\u00eb qenie njer\u00ebzore \u00ebsht\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebrkosh falje dhe jo t\u00eb q\u00ebndrosh aty duke e goditur tok\u00ebn dhe duke mallkuar se si kabllo \u00ebsht\u00eb kaq e cek\u00ebt dhe se \u00ebsht\u00eb faji i dikujt tjet\u00ebr e jo i yti, sepse sigurisht, ju jeni \u201cburr\u00eb\u201d, kjo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb faji juaj por i dikujt tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb ngjashme ishte “thjesht nj\u00eb aksident” kur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb furgon doli n\u00eb korsin\u00eb e babait tim n\u00eb nj\u00eb pasdite t\u00eb bukur shtatori, duke b\u00ebr\u00eb q\u00eb makina e babait tim t\u00eb rr\u00ebshqiste disa her\u00eb n\u00eb aj\u00ebr dhe babai im t\u00eb lundronte nga dritarja an\u00ebsore e shoferit dhe t\u00eb p\u00ebrfundonte gjysm\u00eb i vdekur. Sidoqoft\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb nuk ishte aksident, ku i nj\u00ebjti burr\u00eb paditi pasurin\u00eb e babait tim p\u00ebr d\u00ebmet n\u00eb automjetin e tij, nj\u00eb proces gjyq\u00ebsor q\u00eb na u dha n\u00eb dit\u00ebn kur e varros\u00ebm baban\u00eb tim n\u00eb tok\u00eb pas plag\u00ebve t\u00eb marra nga ky aksident.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K\u00ebshtu q\u00eb, kur b\u00ebrtas \u201cFUCK\u201d, pasi m\u00eb ishte nd\u00ebrprer\u00eb interneti, un\u00eb nuk jam thjesht nj\u00eb kurv\u00eb e \u00e7mendur dhe e t\u00ebrbuar q\u00eb nuk d\u00ebshiron t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsohet. P\u00ebrkundrazi un\u00eb jam m\u00eb shum\u00eb se aq dhe po marr koh\u00eb t\u2019i them gj\u00ebrat brenda meje me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, sepse mbase her\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb pun\u00ebtori d\u00ebgjon nj\u00eb grua t\u00eb b\u00ebrtas\u00eb \u201cFUCK\u201d, ai do t\u00eb jet\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb i familjarizuar me t\u00eb, mbase m\u00eb i gatsh\u00ebm t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb falje, ndoshta m\u00eb pak i prirur p\u00ebr t\u00eb shikuar tok\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb ndal goj\u00ebn dhe fjal\u00ebt q\u00eb ai d\u00ebshiron t\u2019i thot\u00eb me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk mendoj se ndonj\u00eb burr\u00eb i ve\u00e7ant\u00eb do ta lexoj\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb traktat mbi zem\u00ebrimin, por n\u00ebse e lexon, mbase do ta kuptoj\u00eb se, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 \u00e7\u00ebshtjeve t\u00eb mia me internet, vdekjes s\u00eb babait tim dhe kancerit t\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebs sime, un\u00eb gjithashtu jam e lodhur nga t\u00eb gjith\u00eb burrat q\u00eb m\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb dashur t\u00eb shtirem se ndihem mir\u00eb, t\u00eb gjith\u00eb burrat n\u00eb lokale q\u00eb nuk m\u00eb t\u00ebrhiqnin n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, jam duke menduar ve\u00e7an\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr nj\u00eb burr\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte shkulur thithkat e mia, absolutisht pa leje, dhe m\u00eb pas ishte zem\u00ebruar pse un\u00eb reagova shum\u00eb e zem\u00ebruar me t\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb librin tim, \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb burr\u00eb me emrin Vic q\u00eb p\u00ebrpiqet ta b\u00ebj\u00eb Joan, protagonisten, t\u00eb ndihet keq q\u00eb nuk e do at\u00eb. Pas vdekjes s\u00eb babait tim, un\u00eb kisha disa Vic t\u00eb ndrysh\u00ebm q\u00eb nuhatnin p\u00ebrreth, duke nuhatur humbjen e babait tek un\u00eb, dhe ende jam shum\u00eb e zem\u00ebruar p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mund t\u00eb them q\u00eb nuk jam e zem\u00ebruar vet\u00ebm me burrat, natyrisht. Un\u00eb jam gjithashtu e zem\u00ebruar me veten time. Un\u00eb jam e zem\u00ebruar me historin\u00eb time t\u00eb faljes, jam e zem\u00ebruar n\u00eb \u00e7do koh\u00eb q\u00eb u k\u00ebrkova falje t\u00eb huajve virtual\u00eb q\u00eb ishin t\u00eb zem\u00ebruar. Un\u00eb jam e zem\u00ebruar nga t\u00eb gjitha koh\u00ebt kur nj\u00eb burr\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekur t\u00eb m\u00eb shtr\u00ebngoj\u00eb n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij, p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb t\u00eb ndihem m\u00eb mir\u00eb dhe un\u00eb duke mos dashur ta ofendoj kam krijuar justifikime, kinse di\u00e7ka nuk ishte n\u00eb rregull me mua q\u00eb nuk doja t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafonin. M\u00eb vjen keq, e di q\u00eb \u00e7do grua tjet\u00ebr n\u00eb bot\u00eb do t\u00eb d\u00ebshironte krah\u00ebt e tu rreth saj tani, por ka di\u00e7ka q\u00eb nuk shkon specifikisht me mua. Jam e ftoht\u00eb, jam e dehur, jam e d\u00ebmtuar. Dhe m\u00eb vjen keq, e di q\u00eb tani nuk po dukem aq nxeht\u00eb sa t\u00eb t\u00eb refuzoj drejtp\u00ebrdrejt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un\u00eb gjithashtu jam e zem\u00ebruar me n\u00ebn\u00ebn time, e cila n\u00eb koh\u00ebn e saj kishte mjaft probleme p\u00ebr tu p\u00ebrballuar, ajo do t\u00eb duhej t\u00eb dinte edhe problemet me t\u00eb cilat do t\u00eb p\u00ebrballesha un\u00eb, ta dinte q\u00eb t\u00eb mos m\u00eb k\u00ebrc\u00ebnonte me vdekjen e saj. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb Indiana, kur isha duke hulumtuar p\u00ebr librin tim t\u00eb par\u00eb dhe isha pa asnj\u00eb kacidhe, shita shum\u00eb stoli t\u00eb saj t\u00eb \u00e7muara. Isha mjaft\u00eb e frik\u00ebsuar ta thoja me z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, q\u00eb t\u00eb mos m\u00eb d\u00ebgjonte ajo. Megjithat\u00eb, un\u00eb kam vendosur t\u00eb ndaloj t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj faljen nga t\u00eb gjith\u00eb dhe kjo p\u00ebrfshin edhe prind\u00ebrit e mi t\u00eb vdekur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tani e mir\u00ebpres n\u00ebn\u00ebn time t\u00eb m\u00eb vie nat\u00ebn t\u00eb m\u00eb kafshoj\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebt, sepse m\u00eb ka marr\u00eb malli p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb doja ti thosha: “P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje Mama, mir\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb pash\u00eb, m\u00eb fal q\u00eb t\u00eb shita stolit\u00eb. Por un\u00eb duhej ta b\u00ebja at\u00eb, edhe pse dija sa kisha frik\u00eb nga ti. Si\u00e7 rezulton, edhe un\u00eb jam me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb jam nj\u00eb kurv\u00eb e \u00e7mendur.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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