{"id":43766,"date":"2019-09-21T09:20:44","date_gmt":"2019-09-21T09:20:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/?p=43766"},"modified":"2019-09-21T09:21:10","modified_gmt":"2019-09-21T09:21:10","slug":"pse-u-harrua-korzoja-dikush-me-buzeqeshte-tani-nuk-ka-buzeqeshje","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/pse-u-harrua-korzoja-dikush-me-buzeqeshte-tani-nuk-ka-buzeqeshje\/","title":{"rendered":"Pse u harrua korzoja? Dikush me buz\u00ebqeshte, tani nuk ka buz\u00ebqeshje…!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Korzoja e qytetit (Gjilan), pjesa 4<\/p>\n

Ah Gilan, ah zaman…!
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Me k\u00ebt\u00eb rr\u00ebfim t\u00eb dr. Shevcetit po e p\u00ebrmbyllim pjes\u00ebn e e kat\u00ebrt dhe t\u00eb fundit p\u00ebr korzon e qytetit t\u00eb Gjilanit, nj\u00eb histori e mrekullueshme urbane, ku t\u00eb rinjt\u00eb mblidheshin n\u00eb \u00e7do mbr\u00ebmje n\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb qytetit dhe b\u00ebnin sh\u00ebtitjen mbi rrug\u00ebn me kalldr\u00ebm. Taktaktet e zemr\u00ebs rinore e qytetare nuk ndalonin deri n\u00eb or\u00ebn 23:00. Ashtu si\u00e7 zdirgjeshin si lum\u00eb nga t\u00eb gjitha lagjet e qytetit ashtu edhe shp\u00ebrndaheshin, qet\u00eb, qet\u00eb, plot ndjenja e optimiz\u00ebm. Ishte koh\u00eb planesh, koh\u00eb idealesh, koh\u00eb vrulli, pune, m\u00ebsimi, studimi…<\/p>\n

Po pastaj erdh\u00ebn koh\u00eb furtunash q\u00eb shuan \u00e7do gj\u00eb…<\/p>\n

Gjilani dikur – kthimi n\u00eb koh\u00eb<\/p>\n

Lamtumir\u00eb korzoja e qytetit tim! Lamtumir\u00eb xha Ismail q\u00eb kishe \u00ebmb\u00ebltoren “Korzo”! Lamtumir\u00eb tollumba, shampite dhe boz\u00eb! P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gjenerata ime e asaj kohe! Ishim t\u00eb mir\u00eb, afirmativ, jetonim me koh\u00ebn, me ritmin e jet\u00ebs.
\nM\u00eb par\u00eb d\u00ebgjoja se \u00e7do fillim ka nj\u00eb skaj, un\u00eb po p\u00ebrgjigjem: rrethi nuk ka fillim dhe mbarim!<\/p>\n

\/Pjesa e kat\u00ebrt\/<\/p>\n

Ecje n\u00ebp\u00ebr koh\u00eb – gjurm\u00eb dhe kujtime
\nAh Gilan, ah zaman! Ah Gilan, koh\u00eb o koh\u00eb!<\/p>\n

4.
\nFilloi t\u00eb prishet koha, murmurimat politike n\u00eb Ballkan kishin filluar. Por, murmurimat nuk ndaleshin. N\u00eb qytet bresh\u00ebri politik filloi t\u00eb sjell d\u00ebme n\u00eb emocionet e t\u00eb rinjve. Virusi politik e ndau shoq\u00ebrin\u00eb. \u00c7do ditd pasojat ishin fatale pdr harmonind shpirt\u00ebrore t\u00eb t\u00eb rinjve, sekvelat gjithnj\u00eb n\u00eb rritje. <\/p>\n

Humbi ai afshi i rinis\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb dalur n\u00eb korzo. Rinia filloi t\u00eb b\u00ebhet lojtare e bresh\u00ebrit politik, u p\u00ebrzien emocionet, ngjyrat nacionale filluan t\u00eb dominojn\u00eb. Ishte nj\u00eb plasaritje, jo gjeologjike! Ishte plasaritje mendore, pastaj u b\u00eb shpirt\u00ebrore. Jeta u nda n\u00eb baz\u00eb t\u00eb nacionaliteteve, disa vehten e llogaritnin superior.T\u00eb tjer\u00ebt kaluan n\u00eb korzon e Gavranit. Shoq\u00ebria u nda, jo me d\u00ebshir\u00eb, por e ndan\u00eb ata q\u00eb kishin projektuar fitime e privilegje mbi depresionin rinor u qytetar. Koha e vr\u00ebr\u00ebrt paralajm\u00ebronte nj\u00eb shi t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb politik, nj\u00eb turbullir\u00eb q\u00eb do t\u00eb p\u00ebrmbys vlera e histori, p\u00ebr t\u00eb sjell nj\u00eb mot t\u00eb keq…!<\/p>\n

Filluan kafeterit\u00eb t\u00eb hapen si k\u00ebrpurdhat, rinia u b\u00eb 1\/2 n\u00eb qend\u00ebr dhe n\u00eb Gavran. Emocionet pozitive u redukuan, t\u00eb gjitha ishin b\u00ebr\u00eb t\u00eb kontaminuar, secili fliste se ata te grupit tjet\u00ebr jan\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb kontaminuar. Rinia filloi t\u00eb ndahet n\u00eb geto! Mir\u00ebpo, dashurit\u00eb, emocionet vazhdonin, por ishin t\u00eb kontrolluara nga bresh\u00ebri politik. Edhe muzika u nda n\u00eb dysh, edhe filmi, teatri, poashtu. Edhe mbr\u00ebmjet e matur\u00ebs u b\u00ebn\u00eb dysh. Numri qakullues ishte dyshi, thuajse numrimi nuk fillon si dikur nga njishi.<\/p>\n

Dhe po vinin koh\u00eb t\u00eb paqena, t\u00eb papritura, e sot po duken se jan\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb pavlera!<\/p>\n

Ah Gilan, ah zaman!<\/p>\n

Pas vitit 2000, korzoja humbi funksionin, humbi shpirtin, edhe m\u00eb her\u00ebt kishte pasur s\u00ebmundje depresive, ndjenjat u bart\u00ebn n\u00eb kafene. Numri i ‘kafiqave’ n\u00eb rritje, korzoja kishte probleme me frymarrje, thuajse po d\u00ebshironte t\u00eb tregonte l\u00ebvizjet e fundit, ishte para vdekjes klinike. Kafenet\u00eb me makiato, ekspres dhe duhan z\u00ebvend\u00ebsuan ecjen, natyr\u00ebn,
\nz\u00ebvend\u00ebsuan dinamik\u00ebn me statik\u00ebn, qiellin e hapur me dritat falso t\u00eb lokaleve, ku fytyra yte \u00ebsht\u00eb si prapavij\u00eb nga tymi i duhanit. L\u00ebvizjet e muskujve n\u00eb kafene jan\u00eb statike, punon gjuha q\u00eb reflekton bot\u00ebn e shpirtit t\u00eb soditur me tym.
\nJeta ishte mbyllur brenda mureve t\u00eb kefeneve…<\/p>\n

Un\u00eb po iku nga qyteti, i kethehem natyr\u00ebs, ku mund t\u00eb bisedoj me t\u00eb kaluar\u00ebn q\u00eb sot n\u00eb fshatra \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb fotomorgan\u00eb. Fshatrat thuajse po i kafshon erozioni i koh\u00ebs, shoh si pyjet prehen, nuk d\u00ebgjohet zhurma e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve n\u00eb oborret e shkoll\u00ebs, nuk shoh dy t\u00eb rinj\u00eb q\u00eb shk\u00ebmbejn\u00eb emocione me muzik\u00ebn e natyr\u00ebs, ku orkestrin e jet\u00ebs e b\u00ebjn\u00eb lulet, fletat e pem\u00ebve dhe cic\u00ebrima e zogj\u00ebve. <\/p>\n

Kur jam n\u00eb qytet mbyllem si guaca dhe n\u00eb k\u00ebndin tim t\u00eb pun\u00ebs lexoj di\u00e7 nga bibloteka ime. Krahasoj rinin\u00eb time me at\u00eb t\u00eb sotit. M\u00eb kujtohet fjala alienacion nga studimet (alienacion -tjet\u00ebrsim – kur nuk je ai q\u00eb je por nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr…). Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrteta. Numri i f\u00ebmij\u00ebve po zvog\u00eblohet, shp\u00ebrngulja po rritet, dinamika e muskujve u z\u00ebvend\u00ebsue me statik\u00ebn e eshtrave duke q\u00ebndruar n\u00eb karrige dy or\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb pir\u00eb nj\u00eb kafe.<\/p>\n

Lamtumir\u00eb korzoja e qytetit tim! Lamtumir\u00eb xha Ismail q\u00eb kishe \u00ebmb\u00ebltoren “Korzo”! Lamtumir\u00eb tollumba, shampite dhe boz\u00eb! P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje gjenerata ime e asaj kohe! Ishim t\u00eb mir\u00eb, afirmativ, jetonim me koh\u00ebn, me ritmin e jet\u00ebs.
\nM\u00eb par\u00eb d\u00ebgjoja se \u00e7do fillim ka nj\u00eb skaj, un\u00eb po p\u00ebrgjigjem: rrethi nuk ka fillim dhe mbarim!<\/p>\n

“Ne tuf\u00ebn e kujtimeve nga jeta ime modeste ekonomike kan\u00eb kaluar gjenerata t\u00eb t\u00eb dashuruar\u00ebve, q\u00eb kan\u00eb ecur t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn rrug\u00eb n\u00eb or\u00ebt e mbr\u00ebmjes, duke m\u00eb prekur me supe gjate ecjes, duke ma zgjuar shpirtin gjumash, duke m\u00ebshefur emocionet e mia, duke arg\u00ebtuar kinse ‘mosinteresimin’ p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb vajz\u00eb”. Ah koh\u00eb, koh\u00eb…!
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P.S. – Jeta ishte mbyllur brenda mureve t\u00eb kefeneve, imagjinata ishte kufizuar n\u00eb soditje tymi. Edhe liria si ndjen\u00eb mendore ishte topitur, tretur…! Gjith\u00e7ka po ndryshonte, p\u00ebr keq a p\u00ebr mir\u00eb do ta d\u00ebshmonte koh\u00eb, edhe kjo koha jon\u00eb, kjo koha q\u00eb po jetojm\u00eb…<\/p>\n

Ritmi i jet\u00ebs sikur \u00ebsht\u00eb ndalur! Gjith\u00e7ka sillet n\u00ebn vorbull\u00ebn e nj\u00eb realiteti hipokrit, me s\u00eb paku njer\u00ebzor, jo human…!<\/p>\n

\/Autor i rr\u00ebfimit: Dr. Shevqet Mehmeti\/
\n\/Redaktor p\u00ebr shtyp, editori i faqes: Nexhat Buzuku\/Kohapress<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Korzoja e qytetit (Gjilan), pjesa 4 Ah Gilan, ah zaman…! Me k\u00ebt\u00eb rr\u00ebfim t\u00eb dr. Shevcetit po e p\u00ebrmbyllim pjes\u00ebn e e kat\u00ebrt dhe t\u00eb fundit p\u00ebr korzon e qytetit t\u00eb Gjilanit, nj\u00eb histori e mrekullueshme urbane, ku t\u00eb rinjt\u00eb mblidheshin n\u00eb \u00e7do mbr\u00ebmje n\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb qytetit dhe b\u00ebnin sh\u00ebtitjen mbi rrug\u00ebn me kalldr\u00ebm. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":43767,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-43766","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-lajme"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43766","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43766"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43766\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/43767"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43766"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43766"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/radiostargjilan.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}