Memorie.al \/ Kan\u00eb kaluar pes\u00eb vjet dhe portreti i mikut tim ka mbetur i pa fshir\u00eb nga kujtesa ime dhe kjo ndoshta sepse pik\u00ebtakimet tona n\u00eb Paris ishin t\u00eb shumta, me miq t\u00eb p\u00ebrbashk\u00ebt dhe nj\u00eb pun\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrbashk\u00ebt, dit\u00eb e vite ku u ngjiz nj\u00eb miq\u00ebsi e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, q\u00eb do t\u00eb rrezatonte gjithnj\u00eb mir\u00ebsi, respekt, mir\u00ebnjohje, duke mbetur p\u00ebr mua nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht nj\u00eb referenc\u00eb filozofike p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn, vler\u00ebn e njeriut, se \u00e7\u2019p\u00ebrfaq\u00ebson n\u00eb vetvete ajo dhe \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb itinerari i nj\u00eb njeriu n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb, \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb pushteti, modestia dhe \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb qenit human. Pes\u00eb vjet kan\u00eb kaluar shpejt, sikur t\u00eb ishte thjesht\u00eb nj\u00eb stin\u00eb. Ndoshta kjo ndodh sepse k\u00ebto \u00e7aste jam n\u00eb Paris dhe m\u00eb bie t\u00eb shkel dhe n\u00eb \u2018Avenue Victor Hugo\u2019, ku Jusufi kishte jetuar n\u00eb vitet \u201820-\u201930-t\u00eb, dhe n\u00eb \u2018Rue de Grenelle\u2019, ku pas tij un\u00eb jetova n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin apartament tre vjet me radh\u00eb, apo kur mblidheshim n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl t\u00eb Liri Beges\u00eb dhe t\u00eb Luc Barnier, n\u00eb ambasad\u00eb apo UNESCO, e gjer n\u00eb apartamentin e tij t\u00eb fundit n\u00eb \u2018Rue Croix-Nivert\u2019 pran\u00eb Porte de Versailles, atje ku do t\u00eb kalonte dhe dit\u00ebt e fundit t\u00eb jet\u00ebs s\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n
Lavdosh Sulo, nj\u00eb vlonjat i urt\u00eb e bujar, q\u00eb banonte at\u00eb koh\u00eb n\u00eb \u201cBulevarde Paniato\u00ebski\u201d, n\u00eb periferi t\u00eb Parisit. Bashk\u00eb me Jusufin ngjit\u00ebm shkall\u00ebt gjer n\u00eb katin e fundit t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtes\u00ebs dhe hym\u00eb n\u00eb banes\u00ebn e vog\u00ebl t\u00eb mikut t\u00eb tij, me t\u00eb cilin kishin kaluar disa vjet n\u00eb kampin e pun\u00ebs s\u00eb detyruar n\u00eb Shtyllas t\u00eb Fierit.<\/p>\n
Takimi i tyre ishte v\u00ebrtet emocionant. Ata nis\u00ebn t\u00eb kujtonin vitet e burgut, shok\u00ebt e tyre, ata q\u00eb ishin gjall\u00eb dhe ata q\u00eb kishin ikur nga kjo bot\u00eb, episode t\u00eb ndryshme dhe t\u00eb dhimbshme. Luc xhironte dhe un\u00eb incizoja, duke mbajtur at\u00eb llamb\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl ndri\u00e7imi. Pas atij takimi, Luc donte t\u00eb vazhdonte t\u00eb xhironte p\u00ebrs\u00ebri episode t\u00eb tjera t\u00eb jet\u00ebs s\u00eb p\u00ebrditshme t\u00eb Jusufit, por gjith\u00e7ka u b\u00eb e pamundur. Jusufi refuzonte gjithnj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
M\u00eb kujtohet gjithashtu historia dhe aventura e librit t\u00eb tij \u201cBot\u00eb e shlyer\u201d (\u201cMondes effaces\u201d), q\u00eb shkroi n\u00eb bashk\u00ebpunim me mikun e tij francez Eric Fay, romancier dhe kritik letrar. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb Jusufi m\u00eb tregonte se ishte penduar q\u00eb kishte marr\u00eb paradh\u00ebnie p\u00ebr shkrimin e k\u00ebtij libri nga sht\u00ebpia botuese, madje p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb shkas vet\u00eb Fran\u00e7ois Nourissier.<\/p>\n
-\u201cSigurisht, at\u00eb koh\u00eb kisha nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr para, por nuk m\u00eb b\u00ebhej q\u00eb t\u00eb tregoja e t\u00eb shkruaja p\u00ebr veten time. E \u00e7do t\u00eb thoshin t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt\u201d?! K\u00ebshtu, ai filloi t\u00eb kthej\u00eb mbrapsht parat\u00eb e marra m\u00eb par\u00eb si paradh\u00ebnie. Por sht\u00ebpia botuese, kurr\u00eb nuk ja pranoi. Lexuesi francez dhe m\u00eb pas ai shqiptar, pat\u00ebn fatin t\u00eb lexojn\u00eb nga ai at\u00eb lib\u00ebr mjaft interesant dhe q\u00eb p\u00ebrshkruante t\u00ebr\u00eb itinerarin e jet\u00ebs s\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n
\u201cJa fati i jasht\u00ebzakonsh\u00ebm i k\u00ebtij njeriu, pinjoll i nj\u00eb familjeje t\u00eb madhe shqiptare t\u00eb perandoris\u00eb otomane\u201d, \u2013 do t\u00eb shkruante n\u00eb pasth\u00ebnien e librit t\u00eb tij botuesi i \u201cEditions Jean-Claude Latte\u00e8s\u201d, \u2013 njeri i cili ka p\u00ebrshkruar trazirat kryesore t\u00eb Evrop\u00ebs s\u00eb sotme. Nj\u00eb d\u00ebshmi pasionante, ajo e r\u00ebnies dhe pastaj e ngritjes, d\u00ebshmi e nj\u00eb aktori e nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht viktim\u00eb e l\u00ebvizjeve kulturore e politike t\u00eb shekullit\u201d.<\/p>\n
Po, \u201cMondes effaces\u201d, ishte nj\u00eb lib\u00ebr impresionant, ku gjith\u00e7ka ngjall kureshtje, interes: kthimi i tij n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb, takimi me n\u00ebn\u00ebn e tij dhe jeta e tyre e p\u00ebrbashk\u00ebt n\u00eb hotel \u201cDajti\u201d, ku nga dritarja e hotelit shquhej bulevardi i madh me emrin \u201cMusolini\u201d, mimozat q\u00eb mbushnin rrug\u00ebt e atyre dit\u00ebve, pastaj kapitullimi i Italis\u00eb, hyrja e gjerman\u00ebve duke mbushur hotelin, ashtu t\u00eb ngjeshur plot arm\u00eb, ikja e t\u00eb dyve nga hoteli dhe \u00e7lirimi i Tiran\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Jusuf Vrioni ishte arrestuar n\u00eb nj\u00eb dite vjeshte t\u00eb vitit 1947, n\u00eb sheshin e Tiran\u00ebs, tek shkonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb takim me t\u00eb dashur\u00ebn e tij. \u201cIshte 13 shtator\u2026! Kur u lirova nga burgu un\u00eb shkova ta k\u00ebrkoj at\u00eb vajz\u00eb. Por ajo nuk m\u00eb priste. Ishte martuar\u2026! At\u00eb periudh\u00eb Partia Komuniste p\u00ebrgatiste Kongresin e saj t\u00eb Par\u00eb t\u00eb vitit 1948. Ngado d\u00ebgjoheshin bresh\u00ebrima. Pas gjasht\u00eb muajsh pyetje n\u00eb qeli, ata sajuan nj\u00eb proces p\u00ebr spiunazh n\u00eb sh\u00ebrbim t\u00eb Franc\u00ebs\u2026! U d\u00ebnova 15 vjet burg\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u201cT\u00eb burgosurit i sh\u00ebrbenin rind\u00ebrtimit t\u00eb vendit, \u2013 psher\u00ebtiu Jusufi duke buz\u00ebqeshur, duke kujtuar si\u00e7 duket vite t\u00eb t\u00ebra q\u00eb kishte punuar, duke g\u00ebrmuar p\u00ebr tharjen e k\u00ebnet\u00ebs s\u00eb Maliqit, n\u00eb kanalet e vaditjes, minierat, nd\u00ebrtimin e pist\u00ebs s\u00eb aeroportit t\u00eb Rinasit, etj. Olivier Deprez, producent filmash e spektaklesh, m\u00eb kishte treguar nj\u00eb dit\u00eb nj\u00eb histori t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme, por t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. At\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb vitit 1997, kur ai po kthehej nga Shqip\u00ebria p\u00ebr n\u00eb Paris, bashk\u00eb me mikun e tij Jusuf Vrioni.<\/p>\n
Po kalonin dogan\u00ebn e Rinasit, kur nj\u00eb nga polic\u00ebt i k\u00ebrkoi Jusufit t\u00eb paguante taks\u00ebn e kalimit, nj\u00eb dhjet\u00eb dollar\u00ebsh, \u00e7ka at\u00eb koh\u00eb ju k\u00ebrkohej t\u00eb gjith\u00ebve. Jusufi ishte befasuar nga kjo k\u00ebrkes\u00eb dhe pas nj\u00eb hezitimi, i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb policit se nuk do e paguante.<\/p>\n
Polici k\u00ebmb\u00ebngulte, por edhe Jusufi k\u00ebmb\u00ebngulte nga ana e tij, gjersa me n\u00eb fund i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb: \u2013 \u201cNuk kam pse t\u00eb paguaj taks\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb aeroport q\u00eb e kam nd\u00ebrtuar me k\u00ebto krah\u00eb si i burgosur politik\u201d! \u2026 Polici ishte shtangur dhe e kishte l\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb kalonte.<\/p>\n
Jusufi ishte njeri i paqt\u00eb dhe e donte shum\u00eb muzik\u00ebn. Madje jo \u00e7do lloj muzike. I p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb xhazi, t\u00eb cilin e kishte ndjekur ve\u00e7an\u00ebrisht n\u00eb rinin\u00eb e tij. Mbaj mend disa mbr\u00ebmje, kur Jusufi, n\u00eb fillim me ndrojtje, ngrihej t\u00eb k\u00ebrcente, por brenda disa minutave i mahniste t\u00eb gjith\u00eb me eleganc\u00ebn e k\u00ebrcimit t\u00eb tij.<\/p>\n
Nj\u00eb drek\u00eb, n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e nj\u00eb miku, Simon Antoine, n\u00eb \u2018Aulnay-sur-Bois\u2019, pran\u00eb Parisit, me t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuar nj\u00eb \u201cbluz\u201d, u ngrit dhe i dehur nga muzika filloi t\u00eb k\u00ebrcente. Sigurisht e ndoq\u00ebm dhe ne m\u00eb t\u00eb rinjt\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb merak kishte Jusufi: vuajtjen e n\u00ebn\u00ebs s\u00eb tij gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb ai ishte n\u00eb burg dhe ajo e internuar, si dhe varri i p\u00ebrdhunuar i babait, kockat e t\u00eb cilit ishin hedhur n\u00eb lum\u00eb vitin e par\u00eb t\u00eb pas \u00e7lirimit t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, pas daljes nga burgu, duke lexuar nj\u00eb shkrim rreth romanit \u201cGjenerali i ushtris\u00eb s\u00eb vdekur\u201d, ku thuhej se ky roman meritonte t\u00eb p\u00ebrkthehej, ai k\u00ebrkoi ta lexoj\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb, dhe q\u00eb n\u00eb faqet e para ai e kuptoi gjenin\u00eb e shkrimtarit, t\u00eb cilin nuk e njihte: ishte Ismail Kadare.<\/p>\n
Dhjet\u00eb vjet rresht, p\u00ebrpara makin\u00ebs s\u00eb shkrimit, Jusuf Vrioni u shnd\u00ebrrua n\u00eb nj\u00eb hije apo fantazm\u00eb q\u00eb p\u00ebrkthente veprat e shkrimtarit t\u00eb madh. Askush nuk e dinte se kush i p\u00ebrkthente ato romane \u201cMade in Albania\u201d, nga \u201cGjenerali i ushtris\u00eb s\u00eb vdekur\u201d, tek \u201cTamburet e shiut\u201d e me radh\u00eb, si \u201cKronika e qytetit t\u00eb gurt\u00eb\u201d, \u201cDimri i madh\u201d, \u201cPer\u00ebndimi i zot\u00ebrve t\u00eb step\u00ebs\u201d, etj. Me romanin \u201cPrilli i thyer\u201d dhe \u201cUra me tri harqe\u201d, u shfaq p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb emri i p\u00ebrkthyesit-fantom\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Madje atij i k\u00ebrkuan t\u00eb p\u00ebrkthente dhe botime politike e n\u00eb radh\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb vepra t\u00eb Enver Hoxh\u00ebs, t\u00eb cilat sigurisht s\u2019mund t\u2019i refuzonte, ndryshe duhej t\u00eb rikthehej n\u00eb qelit\u00eb e dikurshme. Nj\u00eb nga miqt\u00eb e af\u00ebrt t\u00eb Jusufit ishte studiuesi dhe romancieri francez Eric Fay, me t\u00eb cilin dhe punoi p\u00ebr botimin e librit \u201cMondes effaces\u201d apo \u201cBot\u00eb e shlyer\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u2013 \u201cPara se t\u00eb njihesha me Jusufin, \u2013 shkruan ai, \u2013 kisha njohur dhe kisha p\u00ebrjetuar mjaft nga vendet ku ai kishte jetuar dikur: n\u00eb Rom\u00eb, Durr\u00ebs, Tiran\u00eb, n\u00eb qytetin e tij t\u00eb lindjes, n\u00eb Berat, ku nj\u00eb gid\u00eb na kishte treguar nj\u00eb nd\u00ebrtes\u00eb ku kishte ndenjur familja e tij e q\u00eb tashm\u00eb ishte kthyer n\u00eb \u2018Muzeu Historik i Luft\u00ebs Nacional\u00e7lirimtare\u2019\u201d.<\/p>\n
N\u00eb prill t\u00eb vitit 1990, kur gjendesha n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb p\u00ebr bashk\u00ebbisedimet e mia me Ismail Kadaren\u00eb, m\u00eb prezantuan p\u00ebrkthyesin e tij, at\u00eb \u201cdjalosh shtat\u00ebdhjetepes\u00eb vje\u00e7ar\u201d. Gjat\u00eb takimit ton\u00eb rreth nj\u00eb kafeje n\u00eb hotel \u201cDajti\u201d, shum\u00eb shpejt e kuptova se gjendesha p\u00ebrball\u00eb nj\u00eb njeriu me nj\u00eb histori t\u00eb jasht\u00ebzakonshme.<\/p>\n
Gjat\u00eb viteve, nj\u00eb miq\u00ebsi e thell\u00eb u lidh mes nesh. Kur ai m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi ta ndihmoja q\u00eb t\u00eb sistemonte kujtimet e tij p\u00ebr t\u2019i hedhur n\u00eb let\u00ebr, un\u00eb u gjenda p\u00ebrball\u00eb t\u00eb papriturave.<\/p>\n
Evropa dhe historia e saj e sotme a mund t\u00eb prodhoj\u00eb fate kaq marramend\u00ebse, t\u00eb fuqishme, t\u00eb gjymtuara e t\u00eb pasura sa kjo e k\u00ebtij njeriu? Nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebri si e Nabokovit, \u201crini e art\u00eb\u201d, me studime t\u00eb gjata q\u00eb gatuan nj\u00eb shpirt t\u00eb aft\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb interpretuar situata shum\u00eb t\u00eb ndryshme, p\u00ebr t\u00eb arsyetuar dhe luftuar n\u00eb nj\u00eb mori fushash, kampet staliniste t\u00eb llojit t\u00eb Solzhenicinit, pastaj gjith\u00eb ajo ngjitje e ngadalt\u00eb drejt jet\u00ebs, n\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e zgjodhi ai, me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn ju desh t\u00eb adoptohej \u00e7do dit\u00eb, gjer n\u00eb rinjohjen e tij p\u00ebrmes universit letrar, nj\u00eb rinjohje q\u00eb ju b\u00eb shum\u00eb von\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb shijuar v\u00ebrtet dhe me dhimbjen e viteve t\u00eb humbura\u201d.<\/p>\n
Mjesht\u00ebria e p\u00ebrkthimit t\u00eb Jusuf Vrionit \u00ebsht\u00eb vler\u00ebsuar padyshim nga gjith\u00eb kritika letrare franceze e shqiptare. Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb v\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb dukje disa her\u00eb n\u00eb \u201cAssises Europ\u00e9enne de la traduction litt\u00e9raire\u201d, ku krahas p\u00ebrkthimeve t\u00eb autor\u00ebve t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj si Proust, Sarraut, Duras apo Bodelaire, \u00ebsht\u00eb folur dhe p\u00ebr p\u00ebrkthimet e tij nga veprat e Kadares\u00eb. P\u00ebr k\u00ebto vlera atij ju dha m\u00eb 1995 n\u00eb Arles, n\u00eb jug t\u00eb Franc\u00ebs, \u00e7mimi i njohur n\u00eb bot\u00ebn e p\u00ebrkthyesve \u201cHelperine-Kaminsky\u201d, nga \u201cShoq\u00ebria e Letrave t\u00eb Franc\u00ebs\u201d, t\u00eb themeluar nga Hugo, Balzac, Dumas dhe George Sande.<\/p>\n
Nj\u00eb vit m\u00eb von\u00eb, po n\u00eb Arles, kryetari i bashkis\u00eb Michel Vauzel, ish-minist\u00ebr i Drejt\u00ebsis\u00eb n\u00eb epok\u00ebn e Miteranit, e nderoi at\u00eb me titullin \u201cQytetar Nderi\u201d i Arles. Pas dekorimit t\u00eb tij me titullin \u201cChevalier de l\u2019Ordre des Arts et lettres\u201d, ai ishte dekoruar me \u201cUrdhrin Naim Frash\u00ebri\u201d dhe \u201cPenda e Argjendt\u00eb\u201d, n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb m\u00eb 1998. Pes\u00eb vjet kan\u00eb kaluar nga dita kur ka vdekur Jusuf Vrioni. Vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb stin\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Kujtoj Jusufin dhe nuk e di pse p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb mend rivijn\u00eb fjal\u00ebt e mikut t\u00eb tij francez, poetit Ives Mabin: \u201cJusuf Fisniku, Jusuf Shqiptari, Jusuf Francezi\u201d. Kur ne sh\u00ebtisnim n\u00eb Paris p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, kur ti u lejove t\u00eb rivije pas aq vjet ndalimi e mungese, ti m\u00eb the se ishe \u201cxhaxhai\u201d im, por q\u00eb dhe un\u00eb isha \u201cxhaxhai\u201d t\u00ebnd.<\/p>\n
N\u00eb fakt, ti ishe v\u00ebllai im. V\u00ebllai im m\u00eb i madh n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, n\u00eb men\u00e7uri, n\u00eb eksperienc\u00eb t\u00eb dhimbshme, por shpesh v\u00eblla i vog\u00ebl, kur ti m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoje ndonj\u00eb k\u00ebshill\u00eb dhe kur un\u00eb t\u00eb shihja aq t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, si nj\u00eb i ri i p\u00ebrjetsh\u00ebm. Ne ishim v\u00ebllez\u00ebr Jusuf dhe v\u00ebllez\u00ebrit din\u00eb q\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb gjall\u00eb ta njohin nj\u00ebri-tjetrin. Por dhe t\u00eb vdekur din\u00eb t\u00eb pik\u00eb-takohen. Mirupafshim s\u00eb shpejti Jusuf!\u2026\/ Memorie.al<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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