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Ndue Ukaj<\/strong><\/p>\n I kredhur n\u00eb labirintet e koh\u00ebs, e cila ik\u00ebn shpejt, n\u00ebn qiellin e trazuar ballkanik, ku acari ka ngrir\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb, kartolina e shqiptar\u00ebve, edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb fundvit \u00ebsht\u00eb e mbushur me shpresa t\u00eb shumta dhe me mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb pakta. Njeriu i n\u00ebnqiellit shqiptar, n\u00ebn ankthet e panum\u00ebrta, n\u00eb regjistrin e d\u00ebshirave t\u00eb tij, sh\u00ebnon ato t\u00eb vjetrat, identiket, ato q\u00eb jan\u00eb kalitur dhe b\u00eb shenja t\u00eb ekzistenc\u00ebs s\u00eb tij. D\u00ebshira p\u00ebr nj\u00eb jet\u00eb t\u00eb lir\u00eb, me nj\u00eb mir\u00ebqenie solide, \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo dhembja q\u00eb e sflit at\u00eb, tashm\u00eb disa dekada e shekuj. Koha ik\u00ebn, nd\u00ebrkaq motmotet nd\u00ebrrohen, e n\u00eb jet\u00ebn shqiptare, ndodhin pak risi pozitive. Ai pret. Pret nj\u00eb Babadim\u00ebr t\u00eb transfiguruar n\u00eb figur\u00eb politike, q\u00eb t\u2019ia rregulloi sadopak jet\u00ebn e tij, q\u00eb karakterizohet me mungesa, me pamund\u00ebsi, m\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebrk\u00ebmbje, me dhembje.<\/p>\n Ekziston nj\u00eb prirje ve\u00e7ant\u00eb brenda \u00e7do qenia njer\u00ebzore, me refuzuar at\u00eb q\u00eb ka. Me k\u00ebrkua at\u00eb q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb e pamundur. Ve\u00e7se kjo d\u00ebshir\u00eb zhurit\u00ebse e njeriut, e cila \u00ebsht\u00eb mish\u00ebruar n\u00eb fe, mite e dije t\u00eb shumta humane, nuk e ka prek akoma shqiptarin. Ai d\u00ebshirat i ka t\u00eb reduktuara n\u00eb elemente esenciale p\u00ebr jet\u00eb, sikur t\u00eb rronte n\u00eb nj\u00eb planet tjet\u00ebr, e jo n\u00eb Europ\u00ebn e mir\u00ebqenies s\u00eb madhe. Ai nuk ka uj\u00eb, rrym\u00eb, p\u00ebrkujdesje sh\u00ebndet\u00ebsore, i duhet nj\u00eb pun\u00eb, \u00e7far\u00ebdoqoft\u00eb ajo. Atij i duhen k\u00ebto. Nj\u00eb ekzistenc\u00eb. Dhe kaq! Nd\u00ebrsa agonia vazhdon, e dhimbshme, sfiduese, e pashpres\u00eb. Kjo agoni e p\u00ebrgjithshme q\u00eb vazhdon, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb fundvit, kur b\u00ebhen zakonisht bilancet, duhet me na prek nd\u00ebrgjegjen e fjetur dhe me kuptuar, ku ndodhemi dhe p\u00ebr m\u00eb tep\u00ebr, pse ndodhemi k\u00ebtu?<\/p>\n Mitet e lashta, na tregojn\u00eb se Pandora hapi kutin\u00eb e fsheht\u00ebsis\u00eb, edhe pse e parandjeu rrezikun. Nd\u00ebrkaq Promethue, p\u00ebr t\u2019i dhurua njeriut liri, u nd\u00ebshkua vet\u00eb, pranoi flijimin, q\u00eb t\u2019iu jap njer\u00ebzve zjarrin, simbolin e drit\u00ebs, jet\u00ebs, urtis\u00eb.<\/p>\n K\u00ebto shembuj n\u00eb flasin se kauzat e m\u00ebdha, idealet e m\u00ebdha, jan\u00eb ato virtyte q\u00eb i kan\u00eb shoq\u00ebruar gjithmon\u00eb individ\u00ebt, shoq\u00ebrit\u00eb dhe i kan\u00eb cytur drejt\u00eb vlerave m\u00eb sublime, m\u00eb t\u00eb pasosura.<\/p>\n Bota jon\u00eb shqiptare, \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb e vog\u00ebl kaotike. Prandaj lypset ideale, me organizua k\u00ebt\u00eb kaos t\u00eb brendsh\u00ebm, si\u00e7 thoshin dijetar\u00eb shqiptar\u00ebt e viteve t\u00eb 30-ta, k\u00ebt\u00eb kaos q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00eb tanim\u00eb norm\u00eb shoq\u00ebrore.<\/p>\n A do t\u00eb jen\u00eb me vitin tjet\u00ebr, urimet e nj\u00ebjta p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn shqiptare? Gjasat jan\u00eb po, madje pa asnj\u00eb hamend\u00ebsim. T\u00eb nj\u00ebjta. P\u00ebr pak drit\u00eb, p\u00ebr uj\u00eb, buk\u00eb, p\u00ebr pun\u00eb dhe elemente themelore jete. Assesi m\u00eb shum\u00eb. Tjerat urime i b\u00ebjn\u00eb njer\u00ebzit e politik\u00ebs, jo p\u00ebr popullin, por p\u00ebr vete. Si t\u00eb menaxhojn\u00eb m\u00eb mir\u00eb me lirin\u00eb e popullit, si ta instrumentalizojn\u00eb m\u00eb mir\u00eb at\u00eb, pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr qejfet dhe q\u00ebllimet e tyre.<\/p>\n Shqiptar\u00ebt jan\u00eb tmerr\u00ebsisht t\u00eb dekurajuar nga \u00e7do gj\u00eb. Ata jan\u00eb t\u00eb trazuar, madje, m\u00eb shum\u00eb se para nj\u00eb viti. Ata shajn\u00eb, shajn\u00eb nat\u00eb e dit\u00eb, n\u00ebp\u00ebr kafe dhe zyre, n\u00ebp\u00ebr vende pune dhe sheshe, \u00e7do gj\u00eb dhe \u00e7do k\u00ebnd. Shajn\u00eb politik\u00ebn. Thon\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb duhet dhe at\u00eb q\u00eb nuk duhet. Ata shpresat i kan\u00eb varur aty ku sorollaten sharaltant\u00eb q\u00eb kan\u00eb p\u00ebrkthyer \u00e7do gj\u00eb me matematik\u00ebn e menaxhimit, jo t\u00eb shtetit, por t\u00eb popullit t\u00eb n\u00ebnshtruar. Aty ku liria \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb instrument p\u00ebr fjal\u00eb, e jo nj\u00eb mund\u00ebsi jete.<\/p>\n Kombi shqiptar bashk\u00ebjeton me korrupsionin, degradimet dhe, detyrimisht i p\u00ebrjeton, i pranon n\u00eb heshtje dhe lutet q\u00eb n\u00eb vitin tjet\u00ebr, sadopak, jeta e tij t\u00eb merr kahe me normale. K\u00ebt\u00eb lutje e b\u00ebn\u00eb me shekuj e dekada. Dhe n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebshp\u00ebrim, peripecit\u00eb dhe shpresat p\u00ebr di\u00e7ka m\u00eb ndryshe, asnj\u00ebher\u00eb s\u2019i jan\u00eb shuar. Ai pret. Si askush rreth tij. Ai shpreson, edhe kur e kupton se shpresat e tij jan\u00eb t\u00eb ngujuara, aty ku duhet t\u00eb b\u00ebhen zgjidhjet, te politika, e cila verb\u00ebrisht po e shkat\u00ebrron k\u00ebt\u00eb komb, tamam ashtu si\u00e7 thoshte dijetari i madh shqiptar para disa dekadave, Faik Konica.<\/p>\n Gjuha, si tipari i fundamental q\u00eb p\u00ebr\u00e7on mesazhe, si mjeti i vet\u00ebm i komunikimit njer\u00ebzor, shpreh dhembjet, d\u00ebshirat, mallkimet, lutjet, d\u00ebshp\u00ebrimin, zhg\u00ebnjimin, dekurajimet. Jet\u00ebn ton\u00eb komb\u00ebtare, gjuha publike, \u00ebsht\u00eb ajo q\u00eb vet\u00ebm shpreh dhembjet e pafundme q\u00eb e karakterizojn\u00eb jet\u00ebn ton\u00eb. Jan\u00eb trishtuese skenat politike shqiptare, ku hyjn\u00eb dhe dalin, njer\u00ebz q\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb e matin me kutin e interesave farefisnore, grupore, ideologjike, e jo assesi t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjithshme. Kur d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb si flasin politikan\u00ebt tan\u00eb, nuk ka sesi mos t\u00eb trazohet njeriu dhe t\u00eb pyet, ku jetojm\u00eb ne? Kronikat e pafundme flasin se n\u00eb temperatura minus 12 e m\u00eb tep\u00ebr, n\u00eb gjinekologji s\u2019ka ngrohje, n\u00eb X pjes\u00ebn e qytetit me vite nuk ka uj\u00eb, n\u00eb Y rajonin s\u2019ka rrym\u00eb. Mjerimi nuk ka brir\u00eb. Madje ky mjerimi yn\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb trishtues se i koh\u00ebs s\u00eb Migjenit, kur krahasojm\u00eb me rrethin ku jetojm\u00eb dhe me trend\u00ebt e zhvillimeve n\u00eb bot\u00eb.<\/p>\n \u00cbsht\u00eb dim\u00ebr i acart\u00eb, ashtu si\u00e7 din\u00eb t\u00eb jen\u00eb dimrat ballkanik. Jan\u00eb aso dimrash t\u00eb cil\u00ebt sikur p\u00eblcasin nga dhembjet, t\u00eb cilat i ngrijn\u00eb edhe fjal\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb ngrohta. Ka di\u00e7ka misterioze n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb. Ka di\u00e7ka q\u00eb ndihmon mendjen me shpjeguar kontekstin ton\u00eb shoq\u00ebror.<\/p>\n Festat e Krishtlindjeve, jan\u00eb momentet m\u00eb madh\u00ebshtore n\u00eb bot\u00ebn per\u00ebndimore, q\u00eb pasohen nga nd\u00ebrrimi i motmoteve, me b\u00eb bilancet e vitit q\u00eb iku. Dhe me shpreh urimet m\u00eb t\u00eb mira p\u00ebr vitin tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n \u00c7far\u00eb b\u00ebjm\u00eb dhe ku jemi ne?<\/p>\n Inteligjencia shqiptare, vazhdon t\u00eb jet\u00eb e mjegullt dhe ashtu n\u00ebp\u00ebr at\u00eb mjegull, mbetet pjesa m\u00eb e n\u00ebp\u00ebrk\u00ebmbur e kombit ton\u00eb. Ajo \u00e7udit\u00ebrisht, i p\u00ebrkund degradimet dhe i pranon, qoft\u00eb n\u00eb heshtje, kur si struci gjen strehe p\u00ebr vet\u00ebn. Elita komb\u00ebtare e ka humbur lirin\u00eb dhe e ka shitur at\u00eb p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb dark\u00eb, shp\u00ebrblim t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, prandaj del t\u00eb jet\u00eb e paaft\u00eb me orientua drejt\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb komb.<\/p>\n E kush \u00ebsht\u00eb shkaktar p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb kriz\u00eb morale dhe sa \u00ebsht\u00eb e aft\u00eb, e guximshme ajo pjesa e nd\u00ebrgjegjshme e kombit me dal me q\u00ebndrime t\u00eb men\u00e7ura dhe frytdh\u00ebn\u00ebse kundruall zhvillimeve degraduese q\u00eb \u00e7do dit\u00eb e m\u00eb tep\u00ebr, ngjiten n\u00eb trupin e d\u00ebrmuar komb\u00ebtar? Pik\u00ebrisht n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb fundvit, duhet me meditua p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb. N\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb \u00e7\u00ebshtje q\u00eb k\u00ebrkon analiza dhe shpjegime t\u00eb shum\u00ebfishta. Mir\u00ebpo, na trishton nd\u00ebrgjegjja e fjetur e nj\u00eb elite t\u00eb sajuar, e cila sorollatet para k\u00ebtyre degradimeve dhe klithmave t\u00eb pafundme.<\/p>\n Thuhet, aty k\u00ebtu, me t\u00eb drejt\u00eb se elitat jan\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb oborrtar\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb instrumentalizuar t\u00eb pushteteve tona t\u00eb degraduar, t\u00eb pushteteve q\u00eb ekzistojn\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr vete dhe qejfet e tyre. Prandaj edhe z\u00ebri i tyre \u00ebsht\u00eb i shuar. \u00cbsht\u00eb z\u00eb i politik\u00ebs, me ngjyr\u00eb, z\u00eb i verbuar, q\u00eb s\u2019sheh jashta ideologjive t\u00eb caktuara e p\u00ebrcaktimeve farefisnore, klanore, fetare, q\u00eb po i z\u00ebn\u00eb frym\u00ebn k\u00ebsaj shoq\u00ebrie. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb z\u00eb i inteligjencies, i asaj inteligjencie q\u00eb merr jet\u00eb me ndjeshmet e popullit, p\u00ebrcjell shqet\u00ebsimet e popullit dhe reflekton sensin e p\u00ebrgjegj\u00ebsis\u00eb p\u00ebr fatin e kombit.<\/p>\n Dhe n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb fund vit, shqiptar\u00ebt lut\u00ebn, p\u00ebr nj\u00eb politik\u00eb q\u00eb lukset e saja t\u2019 i nd\u00ebrlidh me lukset e popullit. Shqiptar\u00ebt lut\u00ebn q\u00eb t\u00eb organizohet ky kaos dhe vitin tjet\u00ebr t\u2019mos na trishtojn\u00eb dhe tmerrojn\u00eb kronikat e pafundme q\u00eb shfaqin mjerimin ton\u00eb. Shqiptar\u00ebt lut\u00ebn, p\u00ebr nj\u00eb shtet t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve. Luten q\u00eb aty ku duhet b\u00ebhen zgjidhjet, t\u00eb mendohet sinqerisht p\u00ebr popull. Dhe p\u00ebrfundimisht, shqiptar\u00ebt nuk duhet me prit Babadimin q\u00eb ai t\u2019iu sjell lirin\u00eb, mir\u00ebqenin dhe demokracin\u00eb.<\/p>\n Kartolina shqiptare p\u00ebr Vitin e ri, q\u00eb vite t\u00eb t\u00ebra, vazhdon t\u00eb jet\u00eb e nj\u00ebjta dhe me d\u00ebshira identike. Instinkti i njeriut \u00ebsht\u00eb me refuzua k\u00ebt\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Ndue Ukaj I kredhur n\u00eb labirintet e koh\u00ebs, e cila ik\u00ebn shpejt, n\u00ebn qiellin e trazuar ballkanik, ku acari ka ngrir\u00eb \u00e7do gj\u00eb, kartolina e shqiptar\u00ebve, edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb fundvit \u00ebsht\u00eb e mbushur me shpresa t\u00eb shumta dhe me mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb pakta. Njeriu i n\u00ebnqiellit shqiptar, n\u00ebn ankthet e panum\u00ebrta, n\u00eb regjistrin e d\u00ebshirave t\u00eb tij, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-5466","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-artikuj"},"yoast_head":"\n