{"id":4463,"date":"2019-01-30T12:27:02","date_gmt":"2019-01-30T10:27:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sbunker.org\/?p=4463"},"modified":"2024-11-20T12:29:56","modified_gmt":"2024-11-20T10:29:56","slug":"gjurmet-katundi-dhe-mtv","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sbunker.org\/sr\/uncategorized\/gjurmet-katundi-dhe-mtv\/","title":{"rendered":"Gjurm\u00ebt, katundi dhe MTV"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"news-up\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"news-down\">\n<div class=\"news-left\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>P\u00ebrkitazi me librin e Migjen Kelmendit \u2013 Gjurm\u00ebt LP.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>***<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Kam lindur n\u00eb majin e vitit 1986, q\u00eb p\u00ebr \u00e7udi m\u00eb duket pak\u00ebz i larg\u00ebt. Kam lindur n\u00eb Prishtin\u00eb. Isha f\u00ebmija i par\u00eb i nj\u00eb familjeje nga katundi q\u00eb jetes\u00ebn e kishin t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe nuk ishin aq shum\u00eb p\u00ebrparimtar\u00eb ekonomikisht por q\u00eb gjithsesi po rrjepeshin q\u00eb t\u00eb mbeteshin gjall\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb t\u00eb trazuar politike, sociale dhe kulturore. Lindja ime kishte qen\u00eb pak\u00ebz m\u00eb probleme. N\u00eb Prishtin\u00eb gjasat p\u00ebr t\u00eb shp\u00ebtuar kishin qen\u00eb minimale. Me nj\u00eb urgjenc\u00eb t\u00eb madhe m\u00eb kishin transferuar n\u00eb spitalin e gjinekologjis\u00eb n\u00eb Shkup, me nj\u00eb Zastava. Babai im dhe shoku i tij i ngusht\u00eb\u00a0<em>(shok\u00eb t\u00eb dikursh\u00ebm n\u00eb ushtrin\u00eb jugosllave, i vetmi prishtinali n\u00eb mes miqve t\u00eb familjes son\u00eb).<\/em>\u00a0N\u00eb Shkup q\u00ebndrova n\u00eb inkubator disa jav\u00eb. Shkupi m\u00eb kishte shp\u00ebtuar. Pas dy jav\u00ebve ma ndryshuan emrin. Nga Armend n\u00eb di\u00e7ka tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb kishte simbolik\u00eb. M\u00eb ri-em\u00ebruan. U b\u00ebra Shp\u00ebtim. Dhe jetoja n\u00eb katund. Po rritesha aty. N\u00eb Prishtin\u00eb shkoja rrall\u00eb e hi\u00e7. Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb kur s\u00ebmurej dikush ose kur n\u00ebna ime shkonte aty, p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb motrat e mia q\u00eb i sillte lejleku. M\u00eb linte p\u00ebrshtypje. M\u00eb dukej vend i madh dhe disi i pik\u00eblluar. Ishte e paaft\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb shp\u00ebtonte dhe megjithat\u00eb nuk i mbaja inat. Ishte kryeqytet. Dhe oh, zot. I jepte fund gjith\u00e7kajes. Ishte e gjith\u00eb bota dhe p\u00ebrtej saj nuk kishte asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Sall err\u00ebsir\u00eb, mjerim dhe asnj\u00eb poezi. Pa t\u00eb.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>N\u00eb vitet e n\u00ebnt\u00ebdhjeta ishin n\u00eb mod\u00eb videokasetat. Mbaj\u00eb mend mir\u00eb se n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e vjet\u00ebr kishim nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb q\u00eb quhej Od\u00eb. Aty kryesisht pas darke rrinin burrat dhe pinin \u00e7ajin e r\u00ebnd\u00eb t\u00eb rusit. Flisnin p\u00ebr situat\u00ebn politike dhe hallet e jet\u00ebs. Tymosnin dhe gjat\u00eb net\u00ebve t\u00eb dimrit luanin letra. Nj\u00ebher\u00eb mbaj mend se disa burra k\u00ebnduan me \u00e7ifteli dhe un\u00eb po k\u00ebrceja nga lumturia q\u00eb ju sh\u00ebrbeja me nga nj\u00eb got\u00eb uj\u00eb. M\u00eb dukej madh\u00ebshtor gjith\u00eb ai delir lucid. Ajo shpres\u00eb dhe ajo gatishm\u00ebri p\u00ebr t\u00eb rezistuar para nj\u00eb realiteti t\u00eb ashp\u00ebr. Me \u00e7ifteli n\u00eb duar dhe me k\u00ebng\u00eb n\u00eb buz\u00eb. N\u00eb od\u00ebn e burrave ishte nj\u00eb video dhe shum\u00eb videokaseta. N\u00eb mes tyre filma t\u00eb Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, But Spencer, Ninja, Rambo dhe ja n\u00eb mes tyre disa kaseta ku shkruante Nirvana Unplugged, The Doors, Pearl Jam, Radiohead, Talkin Heads, Smashing Pumpkins, The Offspring, The Rolling Stones, Mike and The Mechanics. etj. Hoqa nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dhe e futa. N\u00eb ekran u shfaq Pulp dhe Disco 2000. Kurr\u00eb nuk do ta harroj at\u00eb klip t\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00ebs dhe pamjen kur duart e nj\u00eb burri pushtojn\u00eb byth\u00ebt e b\u00ebshme t\u00eb nj\u00eb gruaje. K\u00ebshtu n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb isha pushtuar p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb nga duart e Rockut bash n\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn prej odave ku i k\u00ebndohej luft\u00ebs, Zagrebit, gjakut, gjarp\u00ebrit dhe\u00a0<em>shkjaut<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>MTV p\u00ebrs\u00ebri m\u00eb kishte shp\u00ebtuar. Sikurse mjek\u00ebt e hatash\u00ebm t\u00eb Shkupit. T\u00eb gjitha kasetat ishin t\u00eb xhaxhait tim, shtat\u00eb vite m\u00eb i vjet\u00ebr se un\u00eb i cili shkonte n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb me\u00a0<em>All Star-ka<\/em>\u00a0t\u00eb shkyera, punonte si pun\u00ebtor krahu dhe me parat\u00eb e fituara blinte kaseta dhe kudo n\u00eb mure e shkruante\u00a0<em>Lithium\u00a0<\/em>si mir\u00ebnjohje ndaj k\u00ebng\u00ebs, e cila po e shp\u00ebtonte p\u00ebrmes nj\u00eb realiteti amerikan q\u00eb quhej\u00a0<em>Wishkah*<\/em>. Ai p\u00ebrve\u00e7 tjerash m\u00eb foli edhe p\u00ebr Gjurm\u00ebt. Nj\u00eb bend nga Prishtina. Q\u00eb at\u00ebbot\u00eb m\u00eb dukej e larg\u00ebt. Nj\u00eb grua e bukur q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb m\u00eb afrohej. Q\u00eb p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrjashtonte p\u00ebr arsye se isha katundar. I padenj\u00eb. Dhe i paaft\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb kuptuar vargjet e Gjurm\u00ebve. K\u00ebtij bendi apokaliptik. M\u00eb pas zbulova edhe nj\u00eb bend tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb ironikisht quhej Oda. Po n\u00eb od\u00ebn e burrave qaja duke d\u00ebgjuar Beso n\u00eb Diell. Vuaja p\u00ebr diell dhe kisha nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb besoja dikund. Xhaxhai im, si\u00e7 do t\u00eb thoshte Migjen Kelmendi, ishte xix\u00eb.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>M\u00eb pas ndodhi lufta dhe pas lufte isha pak\u00ebz m\u00eb i rritur. Shijet e mia po zgj\u00ebroheshin dhe si gjimnazist i Kuvendit t\u00eb Arb\u00ebrit n\u00eb Ferizaj, e p\u00ebrqafova tub\u00ebn e roker\u00ebve q\u00eb p\u00ebrqesheshin nga ca djem me rroba t\u00eb gj\u00ebra e q\u00eb e quanin vete reper\u00eb. Jetoja si nj\u00eb roker i heshtur dhe nx\u00ebn\u00ebs i shk\u00eblqyesh\u00ebm, i p\u00eblqyer vet\u00ebm nga profesoresha guerile e astronomis\u00eb. I p\u00ebrjashtuar ende nga turma. Ngase isha katundar. Madje po refuzohesha edhe nga vashat q\u00eb i dashuroja. Derisa njoha nj\u00ebr\u00ebn prej tyre. M\u00eb shum\u00eb po habitesha se si po e pranonte n\u00eb gjinjt\u00eb e saj nj\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb p\u00ebrderisa d\u00ebgjonim Gjurm\u00ebt. Bendin tim t\u00eb preferuar. Dhe k\u00ebng\u00ebn e zemr\u00ebs\u00a0<em>Mendoja se \u00e7do gj\u00eb merr fund pa ty.<\/em>\u00a0Pra kishim Gjurm\u00ebt si nj\u00eb pik\u00ebtakim shpirt\u00ebror ku p\u00ebrralla jon\u00eb b\u00ebhej e fuqishme dhe e form\u00ebsohej brenda realitetit q\u00eb shfaqej n\u00eb pyllin e absurdit. Nj\u00eb grimc\u00eb ajo dhe nj\u00eb grimc\u00eb un\u00eb. La-la-la-la. Muzika shp\u00ebtonte shpirtin. Si f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb pasluft\u00ebs po jetonim n\u00eb epok\u00ebn e traum\u00ebs dhe kishim Gjurm\u00ebt t\u00eb shp\u00ebtonim. T\u00eb gjitha p\u00ebrkat\u00ebsit\u00eb ishin fashitur. Muzika ishte p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb. N\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn prej mbr\u00ebmjeve do ta pyesja babain tim. A i ke d\u00ebgjuar ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb\u00a0<em>Beatles?<\/em>\u00a0M\u00eb gjas\u00eb doja t\u00eb arrija te Gjurm\u00ebt. Por \u00e7do rrug\u00eb ishte e bllokuar kur u p\u00ebrgjigj\u00eb. Po \u00e7far\u00eb Beatles. Kam d\u00ebgjuar Radio Tiran\u00ebn dhe Fatime Sokolin. Babai im nj\u00eb pacifist i madh q\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb jet\u00ebn kishte menduar se Ibrahim Rugova ishte nj\u00eb Zot. Q\u00eb q\u00ebndronte pas nj\u00eb Zoti tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb quhej Amerik\u00eb. Ai kishte refuzuar ideologjin\u00eb e Gjurm\u00ebve. Por jo un\u00eb. Q\u00eb rrija shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb kanapen\u00eb e provinc\u00ebs, e degdisjes, e askidentit dhe konstatoja se \u00e7do gj\u00eb q\u00eb i falet qenies njer\u00ebzore sapo t\u00eb arrij\u00eb mbi k\u00ebt\u00eb faqe t\u00eb dheut \u00ebsht\u00eb e pakthyeshme, dogmatike dhe e ashp\u00ebr. E gjitha \u00e7far\u00eb na takonte ishte t\u00eb hulumtonim n\u00ebp\u00ebr rrug\u00ebt e shumta epike t\u00eb jet\u00ebs.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>M\u00eb pas u rrita dhe m\u00eb shum\u00eb dhe Prishtina kishte hapur krah\u00ebt p\u00ebr t\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuar. Ma ha mendja se mir\u00eb b\u00ebri. Por n\u00eb nj\u00eb realitet t\u00eb ri krahasuar me vitet e n\u00ebnt\u00ebdhjeta kishte humbur di\u00e7ka nga entuziazmi dhe naiviteti im i shk\u00eblqyesh\u00ebm drejt\u00eb dritareve q\u00eb po hapeshin nj\u00eb nga nj\u00eb. P\u00ebrs\u00ebri me<em>\u00a0Nji Grusht Qershi<\/em>\u00a0do t\u2019i k\u00ebndoja dashuris\u00eb dhe kjo k\u00ebng\u00eb do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej lajtmotiv dashurie n\u00eb mes meje dhe nj\u00eb gruaje tjet\u00ebr q\u00eb kishte z\u00ebn\u00eb port\u00ebn time. I kam d\u00ebgjuar Gjurm\u00ebt n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb fanatike dhe bashk\u00eb me Gjurm\u00ebt i kam d\u00ebgjuar Oda, Seleksioni 039, Telex, Purgatori, dy tri k\u00ebng\u00eb t\u00eb Urban 21, dy tri k\u00ebng\u00eb t\u00eb AVI Bankrot dhe tash s\u00eb voni kur i kam treguar Fatos Berish\u00ebs, se bashk\u00eb me nj\u00ebrin prej grupeve t\u00eb mia d\u00ebshtake kemi b\u00ebr\u00eb coverin e\u00a0<em>O moj ti me syt\u00eb e zi\u00a0<\/em>n\u00eb versionin e Lindjes e kishte v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb besueshme, se z\u00ebri i tyre kishte jehuar n\u00eb nj\u00ebrin prej bodrumeve plot\u00eb me lag\u00ebshti n\u00eb Ferizaj. Sidoqoft\u00eb gjithmon\u00eb do t\u00eb jem mir\u00ebnjoh\u00ebs p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb k\u00ebta djem t\u00eb hatash\u00ebm, q\u00eb ma ha mendja se n\u00eb nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb kan\u00eb gjetur guximin dhe p\u00ebrmes muzik\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre kan\u00eb krijuar shtigje t\u00eb reja shp\u00ebtimi p\u00ebr veten e tyre dhe gjeneratat e hutuara pas tyre si\u00e7 jemi ne. Gjithmon\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebrkim t\u00eb di\u00e7kajes m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk u gjet\u00eb. Por q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk u la n\u00eb harres\u00eb.\u00a0<em>Nd\u00ebr bijjt\u00eb e shekujve t\u00eb ri.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>Libri i egocentrikut simpatik Migjen Kelmendi, Gjurm\u00ebt LP, padyshim \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb lib\u00ebr i \u00e7muar q\u00eb hedh drit\u00eb mbi nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb t\u00eb ndjeshme politike dhe mbi nj\u00eb katandi q\u00eb i parapriu situatave t\u00eb reja politike n\u00eb Ish-Jugosllavi. Gjurm\u00ebt LP\u00a0\u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb dokument historik q\u00eb p\u00ebrmes muzik\u00ebs pasqyron nj\u00eb barbari n\u00eb ardhje. Libri i jep shpirt revolucionit dhe mb\u00ebshtet\u00eb frym\u00ebn e ve\u00e7uar njer\u00ebzore n\u00eb k\u00ebrkim t\u00eb drejt\u00ebsis\u00eb dhe e himnizon njeriun si vigan, q\u00eb nuk heq dor\u00eb nga shoq\u00ebria ideale. Njeriut n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb i duhet \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb mos heq dor\u00eb. Dhe Gjurm\u00ebt ishin nj\u00eb d\u00ebshmi e past\u00ebr e k\u00ebsaj maksime. Pavar\u00ebsisht q\u00eb isha rritur mbase n\u00eb nj\u00eb frym\u00eb folkloriste ku t\u00eb d\u00ebgjosh\u00a0<em>Stiff Upper Lip**<\/em>\u00a0ishte m\u00ebkat dhe pakt djall\u00ebzor, Gjurm\u00ebt kishin gjetur m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb ardhur tek un\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb koh\u00eb kur si fillorist lexoja\u00a0<em>Sh\u00ebnime nga N\u00ebntoka***\u00a0<\/em>dhe ndjeja e madje kisha prirje p\u00ebr t\u00eb shkuar p\u00ebrtej realitetit ekzistues. E kam lexuar me kujdes t\u00eb madh librin e Migjen Kelmendit dhe gjith\u00eb \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb s\u00ebk\u00eblldis\u00eb dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebrjashton \u00ebsht\u00eb fakti i t\u00eb qenit\u00a0<em>jo-prishtinali.<\/em>\u00a0Mbase edhe mund ta kem gabim por konsideroj se Gjurm\u00ebt nuk kan\u00eb nj\u00eb p\u00ebrkat\u00ebsi t\u00eb caktuar demografike. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb pik\u00eb m\u00eb duhet ta p\u00ebrmend shkrimtarin izraelit i cili e la k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb para disa dit\u00ebsh, Amos Oz, kur deklaronte se sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb q\u00eb shkruajm\u00eb p\u00ebr gj\u00ebrat lokale aq m\u00eb universale b\u00ebhen. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb rast Gjurm\u00ebt para s\u00eb gjithash ma ka \u00ebnda t\u00eb besoj se jan\u00eb nj\u00eb band\u00eb e mrekullueshme djemsh universal. Dhe n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb do t\u00eb \u00e7lirohem nga inferioriteti p\u00ebrball\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb paan\u00eb.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Autori emblematik amerikan Allen Ginsberg ka nj\u00eb intervist\u00eb t\u00eb mrekullueshme bash me t\u00eb ndriturin Migjen Kelmendi, ku n\u00eb mes tjerash thot\u00eb se ekzitojn\u00eb shum\u00eb identitete q\u00eb i p\u00ebrkasin nj\u00eb njeriu, \u00ebsht\u00eb e pamundshme t\u00eb kesh nj\u00eb identitet t\u00eb vet\u00ebm ngase kjo do t\u00eb kufizonte vet\u00ebdijen. Vet\u00ebdija njer\u00ebzore \u00ebsht\u00eb e gj\u00ebr\u00eb dhe ka shum\u00eb aspekte. Ta petrifikosh at\u00eb vet\u00ebm n\u00eb nj\u00eb cil\u00ebsi e madje ta ngris\u00ebsh at\u00eb n\u00eb peidestal si di\u00e7ka t\u00eb ngurt\u00ebsuar p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht, di\u00e7ka q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb zhvillohet, \u00ebsht\u00eb qesharake. Sepse kjo e limiton aft\u00ebsin\u00eb e njeriut p\u00ebr t\u00eb simpatizuar. Kufizon mund\u00ebsin\u00eb p\u00ebr ta zhvilluar vet\u00ebveten. Prandaj nuk mund ta privoj vet\u00ebveten nga t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuarit e Gjurm\u00ebve sepse nj\u00ebjt\u00eb sikurse Ginsbergu nuk kam vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb identitet. Kam krijuar disa identitete me koh\u00eb dhe me v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi. Jam katundar, jam poet, jam baba, ballkanas, europian, amerikan, hispanik, rom, shqiptar, infrarealist e<em>\u00a0prishtinali<\/em>. Madje n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb pik\u00eb duket sikur kam b\u00ebr\u00eb luft\u00eb t\u00eb dyfisht\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb arritur tek audienca e Gjurm\u00ebve. T\u00eb luftoja kund\u00ebr pik\u00ebpamjes s\u00eb rrethit tim q\u00eb e kishin mbi dekadenc\u00ebn dhe poashtu t\u00eb luftoja p\u00ebr t\u2019u b\u00ebr\u00eb pjes\u00eb e tuf\u00ebs q\u00eb k\u00ebndojn\u00eb\u00a0<em>M\u00eb trego si t\u00eb b\u00ebhesh hero.\u00a0<\/em>Prandaj petku i shpesht\u00eb prishtinas n\u00eb lib\u00ebr sikur krijon ca kufinj\u00eb t\u00eb bezdissh\u00ebm q\u00eb e ngulfasin muzik\u00ebn e mrekullueshme buruar nga zemra t\u00eb \u00e7uara pesh\u00eb p\u00ebr lirin\u00eb dhe dashurin\u00eb, duke e hedhur n\u00eb nj\u00eb pellg t\u00eb dikursh\u00ebm urban, pa t\u00eb drejt\u00eb. Shqiptar\u00ebt duhet t\u00eb heqin dor\u00eb sa m\u00eb shpejt\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00eb e mundur nga pyetja hyjnore se prej nga je dhe tjetra pasuese,\u00a0<em>a bash, bash a prej rrethi?\u00a0<\/em>N\u00ebse d\u00ebshirojm\u00eb t\u00eb mbesim p\u00ebrnj\u00ebmend heronj\u00eb qoft\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr nj\u00eb dit\u00eb ashtu si\u00e7 Kelmendi i referohet disa her\u00eb Bowie-t. N\u00eb t\u00eb kund\u00ebrt\u00ebn do vazhdojm\u00eb te mbesim k\u00ebtu ku jemi. Nj\u00eb provinc\u00eb e madhe ku i b\u00ebhet qejfi nj\u00ebri tjetrit dhe ku shpresa nuk ka m\u00eb kuptim. Ku t\u00eb gjith\u00eb jan\u00eb pishtar\u00eb t\u00eb di\u00e7kajes. 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Isha f\u00ebmija i par\u00eb i nj\u00eb familjeje nga katundi q\u00eb jetes\u00ebn e kishin t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe nuk ishin aq shum\u00eb p\u00ebrparimtar\u00eb ekonomikisht por q\u00eb gjithsesi [&hellip;]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":511,"featured_media":10536,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1913,1914,1915],"ppma_author":[1403],"class_list":["post-4463","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-gjurmet","tag-katundi","tag-mtv"],"authors":[{"term_id":1403,"user_id":511,"is_guest":0,"slug":"shpetim-selmani","display_name":"Shp\u00ebtim Selmani","avatar_url":{"url":"https:\/\/sbunker.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/shpetim-selmani.jpg","url2x":"https:\/\/sbunker.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/shpetim-selmani.jpg"},"user_url":"","last_name":"Selmani","first_name":"Shp\u00ebtim","description":"Shp\u00ebtim Selmani \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb shkrimtar dhe aktor kosovar. 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