Ajo ishte vet\u00ebm 13 vje\u00e7, kur nj\u00eb djal\u00eb me shpirt poeti dhe zjarr n\u00eb sy iu afrua n\u00eb pist\u00ebn e vall\u00ebzimit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSapo kuptova\u201d, i tha ai, me z\u00ebrin e dridhur nga emocionet, \u201cse \u00e7do poezi q\u00eb kam shkruar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb\u2026 \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebr ty. Do martohesh me mua?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo nuk qeshi. Nuk ngriti vetullat nga habia.
Thjesht e pa drejt n\u00eb sy dhe u p\u00ebrgjigj me nj\u00eb qet\u00ebsi t\u00eb thell\u00eb:
\u201cDakord. Por m\u00eb l\u00ebr t\u00eb mbaroj shkoll\u00ebn m\u00eb par\u00eb.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai djal\u00eb ishte Gabriel Garc\u00eda M\u00e1rquez. Vajza? Mercedes Barcha, gruaja q\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej themeli i fatit t\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ata nuk nxituan. Kaluan plot 13 vite p\u00ebrpara se t\u00eb martoheshin.
\u201cNuk pati nj\u00eb fejes\u00eb formale\u201d, do t\u00eb kujtonte M\u00e1rquez n\u00eb pleq\u00ebri, me flok\u00eb gri por me shpirt t\u00eb ri. \u201cThjesht po prisnim, me durim, p\u00ebr di\u00e7ka q\u00eb tashm\u00eb ishte e jona.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nd\u00ebrsa M\u00e1rquez mbyllej n\u00eb vetmi, duke i derdhur shpirtin nj\u00eb dor\u00ebshkrimi q\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb ndryshonte let\u00ebrsin\u00eb bot\u00ebrore, Mercedes mbante mbi supe realitetin e p\u00ebrditsh\u00ebm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo punonte p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur familjen.
Nuk e vuri kurr\u00eb n\u00eb dyshim thirrjen e tij krijuese.
Besoi n\u00eb gjeniun brenda tij kur bota ende nuk kishte lexuar asnj\u00eb rresht.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur Gabriel m\u00eb n\u00eb fund p\u00ebrfundoi kryevepr\u00ebn “Nj\u00ebqind Vjet Vetmi”, \u00e7ifti u p\u00ebrball me nj\u00eb penges\u00eb t\u00eb re. Nuk kishin para p\u00ebr ta d\u00ebrguar dor\u00ebshkrimin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At\u00ebher\u00eb Mercedes, pa buj\u00eb, shiti dy nga sendet e fundit q\u00eb zot\u00ebronte, nj\u00eb thar\u00ebse flok\u00ebsh dhe nj\u00eb mikser kuzhine. Me ato para, ajo i dha jet\u00eb kryevepr\u00ebs s\u00eb burrit t\u00eb saj, duke ia d\u00ebrguar bot\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe bota u p\u00ebrgjigj me lavdi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Romani transformoi let\u00ebrsin\u00eb e Amerik\u00ebs Latine.
I solli M\u00e1rquez-it \u00e7mimin Nobel n\u00eb Let\u00ebrsi.
Por shum\u00eb p\u00ebrpara se bota ta festonte at\u00eb si mjesht\u00ebr t\u00eb fjal\u00ebs, n\u00eb hijen e qet\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshm\u00ebris\u00eb ishte Mercedes, gruaja q\u00eb pa tek ai at\u00eb q\u00eb bota ende nuk dinte t\u00eb shihte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nj\u00eb histori dashurie, besimi dhe sakrifice, q\u00eb tregon se shpesh, pas nj\u00eb gjeniu, q\u00ebndron nj\u00eb grua me forc\u00eb t\u00eb jasht\u00ebzakonshme.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Ajo ishte vet\u00ebm 13 vje\u00e7, kur nj\u00eb djal\u00eb me shpirt poeti dhe zjarr n\u00eb sy iu afrua n\u00eb pist\u00ebn e vall\u00ebzimit. \u201cSapo kuptova\u201d, i tha ai, me z\u00ebrin e dridhur nga emocionet, \u201cse \u00e7do poezi q\u00eb kam shkruar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb\u2026 \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebr ty. Do martohesh me mua? Ajo nuk qeshi. Nuk ngriti vetullat nga habia.Thjesht e […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":8642,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8641","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-jeta"],"yoast_head":"\n