K\u00ebng\u00ebtarja shqiptare,\u00a0Parashqevi Simaku, feston sot dit\u00eblindjen e saj t\u00eb 60-t\u00eb. P\u00ebrmes nj\u00eb postimi n\u00eb rrjetin social Facebook, k\u00ebng\u00ebtarja shprehet se si \u00e7do n\u00ebn\u00eb, d\u00ebshira m\u00eb e madhe n\u00eb dit\u00eblindje \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrqafimi dhe urimi nga i biri, Luke.<\/p>\n
Si dhe ka shprehur d\u00ebshir\u00ebn p\u00ebr tu rikthyer n\u00eb vendlindjen e saj, Kavaj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Postimi:<\/p>\n
Sot mbush 60 vje\u00e7.
\nGjasht\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vite jet\u00eb\u2026 vite t\u00eb mbushura me g\u00ebzime, dhimbje, sakrifica, buz\u00ebqeshje q\u00eb kan\u00eb fshehur lot, \u00ebndrra t\u00eb realizuara e t\u00eb tjera q\u00eb kan\u00eb mbetur pezull n\u00eb zem\u00ebr.
\nPor, nga t\u00eb gjitha dit\u00eblindjet e jet\u00ebs sime, kjo e sotmja m\u00eb prek ndryshe.
\nSepse, kur nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb mbush 60 vje\u00e7, nuk num\u00ebron vet\u00ebm vitet q\u00eb kan\u00eb kaluar\u2026 num\u00ebron edhe ato q\u00eb ka kaluar pa pranin\u00eb e f\u00ebmij\u00ebs s\u00eb saj.
\nSot, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb dit\u00eb, do t\u00eb doja vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb thjesht\u00eb: t\u00eb t\u00eb kisha pran\u00eb, Luka\u2026 t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoje dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb thoje:
\n\u201cG\u00ebzuar dit\u00eblindjen, n\u00ebna ime!\u201d
\nNdoshta, p\u00ebr dik\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, jan\u00eb vet\u00ebm disa fjal\u00eb.
\nP\u00ebr nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb, ato mund t\u00eb jen\u00eb dhurata m\u00eb e madhe e jet\u00ebs.
\nE di q\u00eb ndoshta ti nuk e di as kur \u00ebsht\u00eb dit\u00eblindja ime. Dhe kjo m\u00eb dhemb n\u00eb nj\u00eb vend t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs ku vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb mund ta kuptoj\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb dhimbje.
\nPor, edhe pse vitet kan\u00eb kaluar dhe jeta na ka vendosur larg nj\u00ebri-tjetrit, dashuria ime p\u00ebr ty nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb zvog\u00ebluar asnj\u00ebher\u00eb.
\nTi je djali im.
\nPjes\u00eb e imja.
\nNj\u00eb pjes\u00eb e zemr\u00ebs sime q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb shk\u00ebputet kurr\u00eb.
\nT\u00eb kam dashur q\u00eb n\u00eb \u00e7astin kur t\u00eb ndjeva p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb brenda meje. T\u00eb kam dashur kur t\u00eb mora n\u00eb krah\u00eb p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb. Dhe t\u00eb dua sot, pas gjith\u00eb k\u00ebtyre viteve, me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn forc\u00eb, me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin mall, me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn zem\u00ebr n\u00ebne.
\nNuk ka larg\u00ebsi q\u00eb mund ta ndryshoj\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb.
\nNuk ka heshtje q\u00eb mund ta shuaj\u00eb.
\nNuk ka asnj\u00eb vit q\u00eb mund ta b\u00ebj\u00eb nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb harroj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebn e saj.
\nLuka, n\u00ebse nj\u00eb dit\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e jet\u00ebs t\u00eb sjellin tek un\u00eb, dije se n\u00ebna jote do t\u00eb jet\u00eb aty\u2026
\nPa pyetje.
\nPa qortime.
\nPa inate.
\nVet\u00ebm me lot n\u00eb sy, krah\u00ebt hapur dhe me nj\u00eb dashuri t\u00eb pafund p\u00ebr djalin e saj.
\nSot, n\u00eb 60-vjetorin tim, kam vet\u00ebm dy d\u00ebshira t\u00eb m\u00ebdha q\u00eb dua t\u2019i realizoj.
\nE para dhe m\u00eb e shtrenjta p\u00ebr mua \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb bashkohem me djalin tim, Luk\u00ebn.
\nDhe d\u00ebshira ime e dyt\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb vij edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri.
\nSa shum\u00eb m\u00eb ka marr\u00eb malli p\u00ebr at\u00eb vend\u2026
\nSa shum\u00eb dua t\u00eb shkoj edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb aty ku linda dhe u rrita, aty ku hodha hapat e par\u00eb, aty ku mbeten kujtimet m\u00eb t\u00eb bukura t\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime.
\nDua t\u00eb kthehem edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb Kavaj\u00ebn time.
\nSepse mund t\u00eb jetosh larg vendit ku ke lindur, mund t\u00eb kalojn\u00eb shum\u00eb vite, por vendlindja nuk largohet kurr\u00eb nga zemra.
\nKavaja ime ka nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb shpirtit tim.
\nShqip\u00ebria ime ka kujtimet e mia.
\nDhe malli p\u00ebr at\u00eb tok\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb mall q\u00eb vet\u00ebm sa rritet me kalimin e viteve.
\nPrandaj, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb 60-vjetor, nuk k\u00ebrkoj shum\u00eb nga jeta.
\nVet\u00ebm k\u00ebto dy d\u00ebshira:
\nT\u00eb bashkohem me djalin tim.
\nDhe t\u00eb kthehem edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb Shqip\u00ebri, n\u00eb Kavaj\u00ebn time, aty ku linda dhe u rrita.
\nZoti m\u00eb dh\u00ebnt\u00eb mund\u00ebsin\u00eb t\u2019i jetoj t\u00eb dyja k\u00ebto momente.
\nSepse, pas 60 vitesh jet\u00eb, k\u00ebto jan\u00eb dy gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb zemra ime i d\u00ebshiron m\u00eb shum\u00eb se \u00e7do gj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr.
\nG\u00ebzuar 60-vjetorin mua.
\nLuka, biri im, kudo q\u00eb t\u00eb jesh, mos harro kurr\u00eb:
\nN\u00ebna jote t\u00eb do pafund dhe do t\u00eb t\u00eb pres\u00eb gjithmon\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
K\u00ebng\u00ebtarja shqiptare,\u00a0Parashqevi Simaku, feston sot dit\u00eblindjen e saj t\u00eb 60-t\u00eb. P\u00ebrmes nj\u00eb postimi n\u00eb rrjetin social Facebook, k\u00ebng\u00ebtarja shprehet se si \u00e7do n\u00ebn\u00eb, d\u00ebshira m\u00eb e madhe n\u00eb dit\u00eblindje \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrqafimi dhe urimi nga i biri, Luke. Si dhe ka shprehur d\u00ebshir\u00ebn p\u00ebr tu rikthyer n\u00eb vendlindjen e saj, Kavaj\u00eb. Postimi: Sot mbush 60 vje\u00e7.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":16641,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-16645","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-uncategorized"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16645","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16645"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16645\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16646,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16645\/revisions\/16646"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/16641"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16645"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16645"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistatrend.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16645"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}