{"id":3436,"date":"2023-06-06T17:26:20","date_gmt":"2023-06-06T17:26:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/muhamedsytari.net\/?p=3436"},"modified":"2023-06-06T17:28:51","modified_gmt":"2023-06-06T17:28:51","slug":"ne-bese","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/muhamedsytari.net\/?p=3436","title":{"rendered":"N\u00eb BES\u00cb..!"},"content":{"rendered":"

N\u00eb BES\u00cb..!<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb bukur vere t\u00eb fillim shekullit ton\u00eb, u ktheva nga studimet n\u00eb Damask. Ma i miri dhe ma i begati vend. Djepi i qytet\u00ebrimeve, elitave t\u00eb dijetar\u00ebve p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb shekujve, fark\u00ebtues i mendimit q\u00eb nd\u00ebrton dhe q\u00ebndron i pal\u00ebkundur p\u00ebrball\u00eb fanatizmit t\u00eb verb\u00ebr, kompleksiteteve t\u00eb panevojshme, devijimeve…<\/p>\n

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Zakonisht n\u00eb ver\u00eb, por edhe ndonj\u00eb Ramazan, kur kthehesha p\u00ebr pushime t\u00eb p\u00ebrkohshme, se si m\u00eb shihnin. E kuptoja mir\u00eb arsyen, edhe pse nuk e trazoja veten p\u00ebr ta menduar, qoft\u00eb edhe p\u00ebr pak..!? Nuk m\u00eb b\u00ebhej von\u00eb p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb dhe asnjeri n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb n\u00ebnqiell, sepse bes\u00eblidhjen e kisha larg dhe me njer\u00ebz t\u00eb nalt\u00eb, q\u00eb nga realitetet tona dhe t\u00eb institucioneve q\u00eb kishim asokohe, ata mund t\u00eb shiheshin vet\u00ebm si\u00e7 shohim sot, shfaqjen e yllit polar, kur arrijm\u00eb ta shohim! (Akoma sot, ashtu shihen, n\u00eb mos edhe m\u00eb larg se dikur!?)<\/p>\n

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Pastaj u binda t\u00eb kthehem n\u00eb vendlindje, edhe pse, gati-gati ndjej p\u00ebrher\u00eb e m\u00eb shpesh nj\u00eb lloj pendese, por q\u00eb sot, nuk ka m\u00eb asnj\u00eb vler\u00eb…<\/p>\n

Pas nj\u00eb letre zyrtare t\u00eb d\u00ebrguar nga Medreseja “Haxhi Sheh Shamia” dhe drejtori i saj, z. Hiqmet Bekteshi<\/span><\/a>, ku m\u00eb paraqitej k\u00ebrkesa p\u00ebr t\u00eb dh\u00ebn\u00eb kontributin si m\u00ebsues, dukej se rrug\u00ebtimi im i ri sapo kishte marr\u00eb drejtim…<\/p>\n

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Asokohe jepja m\u00ebsim n\u00eb Medresen\u00eb “Haxhi Sheh Shamia”. Kur e kujtoj, plot n\u00ebnt\u00eb vite! Vitet 2001-2010 (e kusur), ishin vite q\u00eb nuk harrohen, p\u00ebr dinamik\u00ebn e ngjarjeve dhe situatave, n\u00eb rrug\u00ebtimit e mia, si thirr\u00ebs islam, si hatib, si m\u00ebsues medreseje, autor librash, por jo vet\u00ebm..!<\/p>\n

N\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, m\u00eb kishin ngarkuar disa l\u00ebnd\u00eb, si: arabishten, besimin, historin\u00eb islame, hadithin, predikimin, por jo vet\u00ebm. Kuptohet, jo nj\u00ebherazi dhe me kurb\u00ebn e klasave q\u00eb l\u00ebvizte nga e gjashta n\u00eb rritje drejt matur\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Ishin vite q\u00eb lan\u00eb shenj\u00eb n\u00eb memorie. P\u00ebr shum\u00eb e shum\u00eb arsye, personazhe, situata e stacione, p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilat \u00ebsht\u00eb her\u00ebt t\u00eb flas e t\u00eb shkruaj (ndon\u00ebse shumica e asaj q\u00eb duhet shkruar \u00ebsht\u00eb kopsitur mir\u00eb e bukur n\u00eb ditar\u00ebt p\u00ebrkat\u00ebs), ato ngel\u00ebn vite p\u00ebr vitrin\u00eb!<\/p>\n

Vullnetarisht, me miratim zyrtar t\u00eb Myftinis\u00eb Shkod\u00ebr, q\u00eb nga vera e vitit 1998, predikoja t\u00eb xhumave n\u00eb xhamin\u00eb e Tophan\u00ebs. M\u00eb her\u00ebt kisha nisur t\u00eb jepja hytben e xhumas\u00eb edhe n\u00eb disa xhami t\u00eb fshatrave, duke filluar me xhamin\u00eb e B\u00ebrdic\u00ebs s\u00eb Sip\u00ebrme, at\u00eb t\u00eb Mes-Myselimit, Oblik\u00ebs, por jo vet\u00ebm.<\/p>\n

Vite dhe kohra t\u00eb gdhendura n\u00eb frym\u00eb. Personazhe dhe bot\u00eb p\u00ebr t’u eksploruar, p\u00ebrtej asaj q\u00eb lexohet n\u00eb monografin\u00eb time me titull: “Rrug\u00ebtime t\u00eb nj\u00eb hatibi”, botuar n\u00eb vitin 2008, me rastin e dhjet\u00eb vjetorit t\u00eb sh\u00ebrbimeve n\u00eb xhamin\u00eb e nd\u00ebrtuar mbi vak\u00ebfin e Shaban efendis\u00eb, at\u00eb t\u00eb Hafiz Halilit e q\u00eb, n\u00eb ver\u00ebn e vitit 1997 e inauguroi Hafiz Sabri Ko\u00e7i, n\u00eb prani t\u00eb nj\u00eb numri jo fort t\u00eb madh prej banor\u00ebve t\u00eb lagjes, dikur bajrak i par\u00eb i Shkodr\u00ebs, besimtar\u00ebve t\u00eb moshuar e personelit t\u00eb Myftinis\u00eb Shkod\u00ebr.<\/p>\n

P\u00ebrse u ula t\u00eb shkruaj k\u00ebto rreshta, q\u00eb mesa shoh, m\u00eb larguan m\u00eb shum\u00eb se e mendoja n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb hyrje, plot prekje kujtimesh t\u00eb ngrira?<\/p>\n

\u00c7do t\u00eb xhuma, teksa ulesha t’i jap prekjet e fundit hytbes s\u00eb xhumas\u00eb, aty n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb me qera, n\u00eb kat t\u00eb dyt\u00eb, bri sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb vjet\u00ebr t\u00eb gjyshit tim, n\u00eb zem\u00ebr t\u00eb Parruc\u00ebs, papritur trokiste dera. Zakonisht nuk m\u00eb vinte njeri n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb. Zakonisht, nuk dilja nga sht\u00ebpia q\u00eb t\u00eb enjten pasdite. T\u00eb xhuman\u00eb, kryeja tre or\u00ebt (ashtu ishte rregulli i asaj dite p\u00ebr hatib\u00ebt e xhumas\u00eb). Zakonisht…<\/p>\n

N\u00eb der\u00eb, si diell ndri\u00e7ues, shfaqej nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i dritsh\u00ebm, me syze t\u00eb m\u00ebdha, me dy paterica. Mezi hidhte hapat, e megjithat\u00eb, merrte mundim t\u00eb vinte nga sht\u00ebpia e tij, jo larg asaj ku banoja, t\u00eb ngjitej me shum\u00eb mundim e t\u00eb shfaqej n\u00eb der\u00eb, si paralajm\u00ebrues se koha p\u00ebr t’u nisur drejt xhamis\u00eb s\u00eb Tophan\u00ebs po afronte.<\/p>\n

Uleshin bashk\u00eb p\u00ebr gjysm\u00eb ore a m\u00eb shum\u00eb. \u00c7far\u00eb nuk flisnim e \u00e7far\u00eb nuk ndanim. Ai, rahmet past\u00eb, ishte shenj\u00eb n\u00eb urt\u00ebsi, shenj\u00eb n\u00eb burrni e q\u00ebndrestari p\u00ebrball\u00eb komunist\u00ebve dhe torturave \u00e7njer\u00ebzore t\u00eb makineris\u00eb s\u00eb terrorit q\u00eb kishte pushtuar vendin n\u00eb nj\u00eb moment dob\u00ebsie e n\u00eb pabesi!<\/p>\n

Ai, rahmet past\u00eb, ishte besimtar-eulija! Kur m\u00eb tregonte se si Resulullahu (alejhis-selam) i kishte ardhur te kryt e shtratit, disa her\u00eb pasi kishte p\u00ebrfunduar n\u00eb koma nga torturat e xhelat\u00ebve; fytyra i merrte pamje dielli dhe, nuk i p\u00ebrshkruhej bukuria e buz\u00ebqeshjes q\u00eb merrte fytyra e tij fisnike n\u00eb ato momente fatlume…<\/p>\n

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Pastaj, bashk\u00eb dilnim drejt xhamis\u00eb e bashk\u00eb ktheheshim… K\u00ebshtu, derisa nj\u00eb nat\u00eb, m\u00eb lajm\u00ebruan se zotnia e tij ishte shtrir\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb mos u ngritur m\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb…<\/p>\n

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At\u00eb nat\u00eb q\u00eb e lanim trupin e tij pa jet\u00eb, bashk\u00eb me H. Faik Zaganjorin, ndjeja nj\u00eb dhimbje t\u00eb madhe, q\u00eb shoq\u00ebruar me dashnin\u00eb dhe respektin q\u00eb kisha p\u00ebr zotnin\u00eb e tij, ve\u00e7se e madh\u00ebronte edhe m\u00eb shum\u00eb n\u00eb syt\u00eb e mi, imazhin dhe portretin e t\u00eb shtrenjtit, “Gjyshit”, Zotni Abdullah Salihi…<\/p>\n

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Sot, sa her\u00eb kaloj pran\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb tij, ndjej trokitjen e qet\u00eb t\u00eb patericave t\u00eb tij, q\u00eb nuk shqet\u00ebsonin njeri, edhe heshtjen e b\u00ebnin t\u00eb ngrihej n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb, para rrezatimit t\u00eb imazhit t\u00eb tij dhe \u00e7far\u00eb p\u00ebrfaq\u00ebsonte…<\/p>\n

Ishte Burr\u00eb, prej atyre q\u00eb na bekon Zoti me shfaqjen e tyre, p\u00ebr t\u00eb forcuar n\u00eb Bes\u00ebn e Tij!<\/p>\n

Imam Muhamed B. Sytari<\/strong>
\nShkod\u00ebr, m\u00eb 6 qershor 2023<\/em><\/p>\n