Nga Edmond Tupja<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGes, ti i ke dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb kuptim t\u00eb ri jet\u00ebs sime, un\u00eb m\u00ebsova prej teje t\u00eb kuptoj Tjetrin, t\u00eb mposht vetveten, egon time, sa her\u00eb q\u00eb kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb e domosdoshme; m\u00ebsova t\u00eb heq dor\u00eb nga shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra n\u00eb em\u00ebr t\u00eb dashuris\u00eb q\u00eb ushqej p\u00ebr ty, t\u00eb t\u00eb dua edhe kur ti m\u00eb godet, edhe kur ti m\u00eb g\u00ebrvisht, pra, edhe kur m\u00eb d\u00ebnon e nd\u00ebshkon me dhun\u00eb; m\u00ebsova t\u00eb luftoj ndryshe, edhe kur e di q\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb fitoj, m\u00ebsova ta shoh, ta d\u00ebgjoj, ta nuhas e ta prek bot\u00ebn me syrin, veshin, hund\u00ebn e dor\u00ebn t\u00ebnde dhe k\u00ebshtu, ta kuptoj duke e filtruar edhe p\u00ebrmes nd\u00ebrgjegjes s\u00eb tjetrit, aq m\u00eb tep\u00ebr kur tjetri je Ti!
Sigurisht, Ges, un\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb falur q\u00eb nuk kam arritur t\u00eb t’i plot\u00ebsoj t\u00eb gjitha, q\u00eb nuk po t\u00eb shk\u00ebpus dot nga autizmi, t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb falur p\u00ebr t\u00eb kaluar\u00ebn, t\u00eb tashmen dhe t\u00eb ardhmen t\u00ebnde. T\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb falur q\u00eb nuk jam i pavdeksh\u00ebm, por i p\u00ebrkohsh\u00ebm ashtu si dhe n\u00ebna jote, sepse brenga jon\u00eb m\u00eb e tmerrshme \u00ebsht\u00eb mendimi q\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb frikshme, ti do t\u00eb gjendesh vet\u00ebm, pa njeri pran\u00eb p\u00ebr t’u kujdesur p\u00ebr ty, p\u00ebr t\u00eb t\u00eb dhuruar t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn nj\u00eb grim\u00eb mir\u00ebkuptim e dashuri. E di, ti nuk ke as mot\u00ebr e as v\u00eblla, ke vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb gjysm\u00eb v\u00eblla nga ana ime, por q\u00eb jeton prej vitesh n\u00eb Kanada dhe q\u00eb atje e ka nd\u00ebrtuar jet\u00ebn e vet; sot kan\u00eb ardhur koh\u00eb t\u00eb tilla q\u00eb njer\u00ebzit vdesin t\u00eb vetmuar, madje edhe prind\u00ebr q\u00eb kan\u00eb lindur, rritur e nxjerr\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb dy, tre, kat\u00ebr a m\u00eb shum\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb, sepse, si\u00e7 thuhet, secili ka fatin e vet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Po ty, po sivellezerit e simotrat e tua me autiz\u00ebm, \u00e7far\u00eb fati ju pret? Sikur t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn t\u00eb kishte institucione p\u00ebr t\u00eb vetmuarit si ti, si t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt q\u00eb t\u00eb ngjajn\u00eb, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn q\u00eb ne, prind\u00ebrit e tu, prind\u00ebrit e tyre t`i mbyllnim syt\u00eb t\u00eb qet\u00eb deri diku duke menduar se ti, djali yn\u00eb, se femij\u00ebt e tyre me autiz\u00ebm, nuk do t\u00eb ndiheni t\u00eb braktisur, edhe m\u00eb t\u00eb vetmuar sesa jeni sot q\u00eb ne jemi ende gjall\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ges, un\u00eb nuk jam besimtar, megjithat\u00eb, nj\u00eb buz\u00ebmbr\u00ebmje dimri anonim, tek mendoja t\u00eb tashmen t\u00ebnde t\u00eb trishtuar dhe t\u00eb ardhmen t\u00ebnde t\u00eb zymt\u00eb, pasi ti m\u00eb kishe dendur me grushta e flakur p\u00ebrtok\u00eb si nj\u00eb thes me kasht\u00eb t\u00eb kalbur, rash\u00eb n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb dhe i drejtova d\u00ebshp\u00ebrimisht k\u00ebt\u00eb lutje njer\u00ebzore Fatit, Rast\u00ebsis\u00eb, Natyr\u00ebs apo Zotit, pak r\u00ebndesi ka: \u201cO Ti, i Mistershmi, i Gjithpushtetshmi, i Pashmangshmi! Sh\u00ebroje Gesin tim t\u00eb pafajsh\u00ebm!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nuk t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj, nuk t\u00eb p\u00ebrgj\u00ebrohem ta b\u00ebsh gjeni, apo talent, jo, b\u00ebje thjesht normal, a m\u00eb d\u00ebgjon, a m\u00eb kupton, thjesht N-O-R-M-A-L, si shumica e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve t\u00eb k\u00ebsaj bote, t\u00eb k\u00ebsaj jete! B\u00ebje normal q\u00eb ai t\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn i zoti i vetes, t\u00eb arrije t\u00eb mbijetoje edhe kur t\u00eb gjendet p\u00ebrfundimisht vet\u00ebm pas vdekjes s\u00eb prind\u00ebrve te tij. Plot\u00ebsoma k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00eb dhe jam gati t\u00eb ta fal jet\u00ebn time!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
T\u00eb ta fal jet\u00ebn time?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Kjo do t\u00eb ishte fare e thjesht\u00eb p\u00ebr mua, madje do te ishte di\u00e7ka parajsore, sepse Ti e di, p\u00ebr mua p\u00ebrtejvdekja, pra, pavdek\u00ebsia, \u00ebsht\u00eb zinxhiri i trash\u00ebgimtar\u00ebve: Gesi njeri normal, i biri ose e bija e Gesit, nipat e mbresat e Gesit e keshtu, nga hallka n\u00eb hallk\u00eb, deri sa t\u00eb ket\u00eb jet\u00eb mbi rruzullin ton\u00eb tok\u00ebsor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At\u00ebher\u00eb, b\u00ebm\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb vuaj tmerr\u00ebsisht, q\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha s\u00ebmundjet m\u00eb t\u00eb llahtarshme t\u00eb bot\u00ebs t\u00eb bien mbi mua- sid\u00eb, leb\u00ebr, Alzheimer, kancer, skizofreni, delirium tremens etj., etj. \u2013 nj\u00ebra m\u00eb e mynxyrshme se tjetra, dhe un\u00eb t\u00eb jetoj duke vuajtur, duke l\u00ebnguar, duke u p\u00ebrp\u00eblitur nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht si n\u00eb n\u00ebnt\u00eb rrath\u00ebt e Ferrit te Dantes dhe duke kaluar nga nj\u00ebra tortur\u00eb n\u00eb tjetr\u00ebn, vet\u00ebm e vet\u00ebm q\u00eb Gesi t\u00eb b\u00ebhet normal, a m\u00eb d\u00ebgjon, NORMAL!\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00a9\ufe0fz\u00ebrionline<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Nga Edmond Tupja \u201cGes, ti i ke dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb kuptim t\u00eb ri jet\u00ebs sime, un\u00eb m\u00ebsova prej teje t\u00eb kuptoj Tjetrin, t\u00eb mposht vetveten, egon time, sa her\u00eb q\u00eb kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb e domosdoshme; m\u00ebsova t\u00eb heq dor\u00eb nga shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra n\u00eb em\u00ebr t\u00eb dashuris\u00eb q\u00eb ushqej p\u00ebr ty, t\u00eb t\u00eb dua edhe kur ti m\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":7176,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7182","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-mendimi-yt"],"yoast_head":"\n