Hathat ghum bhenge suni maa gharer baire kar sange jeno katha bolchhe- “Tor jonye amar khub kharap lage re. Toke ja dekhte, amar e toke bichhanay fele chatkate ichchhe kare. Ashok toke khub chudto, na?”
Bujhte parlam maa kaar sathe katha bolchhe. Sabita boudi esechhe nischai. Ashok amar dur-samparker dada, maas chhayek age liver er ki ekta asukh hoye mara gechhe. Ashok dada amar theke bachhor panchiser baro habe. Desher barir gramer sab adbhut samparka. Jai hok, ebar Sabita boudir gala sunte pelam – “se ar bolte kakima? Amake eka pelei to or khara hoye jeto. ohh, jakhan dhukto na, eto aram hoto.”
Maa bollo – “Khub baro chhilo na or ta? Or lichhur mato lal mundi ta nischai khub chusti?”
Boudi – “Tumi ki kore janle or mundi ta kemon chhilo?”
Maa – “Oi andaje bollam”
Boudi – “Na, tumi nischai dekhechhile or dhon ta”
Maa – “Hmm.. dekhechhilam. Ekbar chhade kapor melchhilam. O dekhlam amader barir pichhone ese panchiler dhare danriyechhe.. bujhlam pechchhab korbe. Tui to janis dhon dekhte kato bhalo lage.. Ami aaraal theke oke dekhte laglam. Or oi jaygata poriskar dekha jachchhilo. bujhte parlam aaj Ashok er bhon ta darshan habe. O e pas o pas dekhe payjamar dori khule je ta ber korlo, seta dekhe to aami chomke uthlam.. netano abasthay jey dhon erakam, thatale seta dekhte kemon habe.. Jai hok o dekhlam dhoner mathar chamra ta namiye lal mundi ta ber kore pechchhab korlo.. ohh sedin khub excited hoye gechhilam.”
Boudi – “Ar mone korio na Kakima.. or ssthe kara ami aajo bhulte pari na..”
Maa – “Tui ekhan sorirer garam kamas ki kore”?
Boudi – “Parar anek lok e amar dike jebhabe takay, bujhte pari je amake marar jonye sab katar dhoner mundi lak lak korchhe..”
Maa – “Sujog bujhe korte to paris majhe majhe.. sarir ta ektu santi pay..”
Boudi – “Sujog ar pai kothay.. Chokkhulajja bole o to ekta byapar achhe.. barite ekta meye ekta chhele. Noile tomake bolchhi kakima.. tomar sange to sab kathai hay.. Amader parar Harun sekh er sathe karar amar khub sakh”
Maa – “Keno, eto lok thakte o keno?”
Boudi – “Amar na oder kata dhon dekhar khub ichchhe”
Maa – “Kata dhon maane”?
Boudi – “Oma tumi jano na? Amader chheleder to barar mundi ta chamra diye dhaka thake, thatiye gele mundi ta ber hay karo karor… Kintu muslim der oi chamra ta na sunechhi chhotobelatei kete dey”
Maa – “O tai!!! Amader Arnab er o to chamra ta kata..”
Etokhan Maa ar Sabita boudir nichu galar eisab katha sune amar nunu ta prachando garam hoye gechhe. Eibar amar nam sune aro kaan khara korlam.. Ar ektu aswastiteo porlam.. Maa boudike bole dilo je amar dhon er chhal ta kata!! Kintu boudir uttar sune ami aro excited hoye gelam..
Boudi – “Ki balo go kakima!!!! Amader Arnab er nunu r chhal charano”
Maa- “Aste aste.. Arnab uthe jabe… keno payjamar upar theke jama ta sore gelei to mundi ta dekha jay.. dekhis ni kakhano?
Boudi – ” Sotyi katha bolbo kakima, amar na arnab er nunu ta dekhte khub ichchhe hay.. ekdin o jakhan snan korchhilo amader tap kal e – tomader barite bodh hay sedin kono karane jal chhilo na – takhan or panter sange lepte haka dhon ta besh dekha jachchhilo.. munditao dekha jachchhilo.. Ami tai bhabchhilam, amader Atanu r mundi ta to bheja pant er upar theke eto pariskar dekha jay na..
Maa- “amar mone hay chmrar bhitare atke na thakay or alpo bayasey mundir size ta khub baro hoye gechhe..”
Boudi – “Ta tomra or chamra ta katiye dile keno go? O kono apatti kare ni?”
Maa – “Or ta kata hoyechhe bachhor tinek age.. takhan or bayas baro. Or chamra ta ekdam namto na.
Boudi – “Tumi ki kore jante parle?
Maa – “Ar bolis na. Amader barite kaaj korte asto ek didi. Se amake pray bolto tomar chheler ta sakale ja uthe thake na, puro monument er mato. asole sakale o jakhan kaaj korte asto takhan Arnab ghumato. Ar sakale or ta khub baro hoye jay.
Boudi – “Kintu chamra khole na eta ki kore janle?”
Maa – “Bolchhi son na. Ekdin Malati mane kajer didi ese bollo jano boudi ajke tomar chheler ta darshan holo. Ami bollam ki ber kore ghumachchhe naki? O bollo, hyan, payjamar botam ta khola, ar puro beriye achhe jinista. Ekta katha bolbo boudi, raag korbe na? Ami na otate ektu haat diyechhi. Or mundi ta khub dekhte ichchhe korlo. Chamra ta namanor cheta korlam, kintu chamra ta na ektuo khole na”
Boudi – “Malatir ras achhe to!!”
Maa – “Hyan se ar bolte. Ami tarpare ekdin Arnabke jigges korlam tui nunu ta roj poriskar koris to? O bollo gaye jakhan saban diy otateo di. Ami bolllam tor samner chamra ta namiye bitarta poriskar koris na? O bollo chamra to name na. Ami bollam chal to bathroom e dekhi. Tarpare bathroom e niye giye payjamata namalam. dekhtam nunuta besh lamba hoyechhe. ar samne anekta chamra jhulchhe. Ami bollam ei chamratake sariye bhitarta poriskar korte hay. Bole ami chamra ta namate gelam. Ojantranay kakiye uthlo”
“Daktar dekhano hoyechhilo.. tini e bolllen kete dite.. Arar to mone hoyechhilo daktar poysa nebar jonye bolchhe.. ektu baro hole jakhan dhon khencha suru korbe takhan sab thik hoye jabe.. kintu or baba bollo chamra ta na namle baro muskil.. pare meyeder sange korte asubidha habe.. chhotobelay na katiye dile pare aro lajja pabe..
Boudi – “Ami kintu kakur sathe ekmat.. chheleder dhon pelei amar to chamra namiye mundi chuste ichchhe kare..
Maa – ” hmmm.. katajoner dhon chusechhis ei porjanta!!”
Boudi – “ohh tumio na kakima.. sono na… tomake na ei kathata jigges korbo bhabchhilam.. amader Atanu r kintu chamra ta ektuo name na jano to..
Maa – “Tui janli ki kore.. or to sholo bachhor holo.. tui ki oke ekhan o langto kore snan karas naki?”
Boudi – “dhur.. na na… Asole ekdin amader barite ekjan atmiya esechhilo.. take Atanur ghare thakte deoya hoyechhilo. Atanu tai raate amar gharei suyechhilo… Raate khub jal pipasa peye uthe dekhi or nunu ta talgachher mato khara hoye achhe… Oi drishya dekhe ami ar lobh samlate parlam na.. khub dekhte ichchhe korchhilo rod ta.. payjamar botam duto khule ota ber kore chokh juriye gelo.. ki mota nunu ta.. kintu mundita ekdam dhaka chhilo.. Ami chamra ta namiye mundita dekhar chesta korlam, kintu chamra ta ektuo namlo na.. Amio ar beshi jore tani ni jodi jege jay sei bhaye..
Maa- “Ohh tui to amake garam kore dili.. tui maa oke jigges kar je chamra nimiye pariskar kare kina..”
Boudi – “ki kore kori baloto?”
Maa – “Ekdin snan karar samay jigges korbi.. Ami korbo jigges? tor katha sune amar e to maal khana dekhte ichchhe korchhe…”
Boudi – “Hyan se parle dekho na.. Amar Arnab er ta khub dekhte ichchhe korchhe.. tumi kakhano or ta panter baire ber kara abasthay dekhechho?
Maa – “Hyan katobar… Anek samay bathroom e saban na thakle o bhitar theke chencahy – saban dao… Saban neoyar samay je dhon lukie danrabe ta nay… pray e dekhi dhon ta gajorer mato thatiye achhe.. mone hay bathroom e dhuke deoyal e these dhore jore chuse diy..
Baire maar katha sune amar khub anonda holo.. amar dhon ta dekhte tahole maar bhaloi lage.. ekdin saban neoyar samay mone hoyechhilo maa dekhar chesta korlo.. tarpar theke ami e saban chaoyar aage dhontake thatiye niy, jaate nijer pourush aro bhalo kore dekhano jay… maakeo dekhechhi bibhinna ajuhate bathroom er darja khulte bole ami snan karar samay.. jemon jal garom karar hanri ta bathroom e rekhe dekhechhi ami snan korte suru korle amake deke bale – jaler hanri ta ber kore de to, tor babar jonye garam jalta bosiye diy..” hanrita dite darjata anek ta khulte hoyay amar sab kichhu bhaloi dekha jay.. abasya amar bhaloi lage dekhate.. dhon ta aro excited hoye jay.. tar pare maal felte darrun ananda hay.
Maa bolte thake – “tor ichchhe hole or ta tipe dibi… Ami besh jani or bhaloi lagbe… internet e panu dekhe dekhe khub pekechhe.. ekdin dekhi internet e chodachudir sab cinema dekhchhe, ar dhon ber kore khub ghoschhe”
Boudi – ” tomake dekheni o?”
Maa – “mone hay na.. tabe sure noi. Ami pardar aral theke dekhchhilam… kondike dekbo tai bhachhilam.. Arnab er dhonta, na video ta…
Boudi -“Kirakam video?”
Maa – “Ekdam raw. Ekjam heavy mohila ekta alpobayasi chheler nunur mundi chuschhe, ar ar ekta chhele or futoy dhon dhukiye kore cholechhe..”
Boudi – “katakhan dekhle?”
Maa – “Ami ektu dekhei paliye elam.. Ami e garam hoye jachchhilam..”
Amar dhon esab katha sune raam thatiye gechhe… mone holo ei thatano dhon ekbar oder dekhano jak… Ami darja khule beriye elam .. dhoner jaygata amar payjama ta bishal unchu hoye achhe.. berotei dekhlam dujaner najar porlo amar khara dhoner dike… Ami ektu lajja paoyar bhan kore bathroome dhuke gelam.. bhitare dhuke kaan khara kore oder katha sunte laglam. Maa bollo – “dekhli abastha?”
Boudi bollo – “amar khub ichchhe korchhe Atanu ar Arnab ke pasapasi nyangto kore danr koriye dekhi kar ta baro..”
Maa – “Ami khali bhabchhi eto bro hoyechhe atanu, thatale or mundi ta ekhano berhay na keno? oke ajke dupure kono ajuhaat kore ekhane pathiye dis to snan karar aage”
Boudi bollo – “achchha”.
Ami baire beriye dekhi boudi chole gechhe…
Maa amake dekhe bollo – “Raate khub meyeder niye swapna dekhis na?”
Ami ektu lajja peye bollam – “na na”
Maar ebarer katha sune chomke uthlam..
Maa – “Tora bondhura nijeder nunu niye khilis na?”
Ami kono rakame bollam – “ami ki kore janbo”?
Maa – “janis na, na? tahole Souradeep ki kore janlo je tor chamra kata? or maa amake bollo je Arnaber ta kabe katalen?”
Amra anek bondurai nijeder modhye eke aneyr ta niye tipi ba kheli… Amar dhon ta niye sabar khub utsaha, karan amar mundi ta sabsamay beriye thake..bakider karor ta khara hole puro berhay, karor ta ardhek ta, karor ta ekdam e ber hay na.. Souradeep er nunu ta amar darun lage.. jakhan khara hay laal mundi ta puro beriye jay.. amar khali mone hay amar mundi ta jodi or mato laal hoto.. Jai hok, samle niye bollam.. toilet karar samay karo karor ta dekhechhi..
Maa – “Souradeep er maa ki toke kakhano kichhu bolechhe? tui to pray e oder barite eksathe porte jas..”
Ami – “ki bolbe?”
Maa -“mane kakhano tor ta dhorte ba dekhte chan ni?”
Amara anek samay eke anyer bari giye eksathe parasuna kortam. Ami ekbar Souradeep der barite bikele porte giye bristir jonye atke porechhilam.. Souradeep er maa bolllen raate tar barite theke jete… raate khaoya daoyar pare Souradeep taratari suye porlo, or parer din bhore ekat teacher er kachhe private porte jaoya chhilo.. Ami or maar sathe bose ektu TV dekhlam.. Ektu pare or maa bollo – ebar sute jabe? Ami bollam – hyan.. Ami jeans er pant pore chhilam.. uni amake onder guest room e niye elen ar bollen danrao tomake deep er ekta payjama ene diy.. uni jakhan fire elen dekhlam or sarir anchal ta anek ta sare gechhe, ar transparent sada blouse er modhey diye onar apurba sundar boobs puro dekha jachchhe.
Uni amake souradeep er ekta payjama diye bollen eta paro. amar konodin payjamar bhitare kichhu pore soyar abhyes nei, kintu mone holo payjama ta khub patla, hayto baire theke sab dekha jabe.. ami payjama niye toilet e jachchhilam- uni bollen ekhanei pore nao, ami chole jachchhi.. amar takhan dhon prochur garam hoye gechhe.. maal na felle dhonta khub bichchhiri bhabe uthe thakbe ei bhebe bollam – amake toilet korte jetei habe, okhanei change kore nebo..
Toilet e giye pant khule shorts namiye dhon khinchte suru korlam … dui tin minute jore khechar pare chhitke maal berote laglo.. ami maal jal diye poriskar kore shorts ta pore tar upar payjama pore beriye aslam. dhon ta takhano puropuri name ni.. kono rakame Soura r mayer chokh eriye guest room e dhuke suye porte parle banchi.. kintu beriyei dekhlam uni baire danriye achhen. bollen -“dao egulo amake dao.”Ami jeans er pant ta onr hate dilam.. Uni bollen tumi bhitare kichhu na porei jeans er pant paro!!! chain e atke gele bujhbe.. Soura o age bhitare kichhu porte chaito na.. Tar par ekdin otar samner chamra ta chain e atke jaoyay bujhechhe keno bhitare kichhu porte boli…
Ami sune ektu abak holam, nijeke samle niye bollam, na ami to sabsamay niche shorts pori.. takhan Sourar ma bollen – tahole kothay rakhle ota? Ami bollam – “ami to porei achhi bhitare”. Uni bollen – dyakho chheler kando. Amar soura sabsamay jhuliye rakhte chay, ar e dekhchhi sabsamay bendhe rakhbe.. barite ki tumi jangiya pore ghumao naki.. Soura to majhe majhe dekhi sab khule dey.. raate kono meyeke swapne dekhbe, ar ota uthe giye byatha lagbe.. jao sudhu payjama pore ghumao..
Ami abar toilet e dhuke shorts ta khule shudhu payjama pore beriye elam.. ami bejhte parchhilam, baire theke sabkichhui dekha jachchhe.. beriye onake bollam, short ta bathroom ei rekhechhi… uni bollen thik achhe, jao giye suye paro, ami ektu pare giye masari taniye dichchhi….. amar nunu ta ekhan o desh baro hoye achhe.. bujhte parlam uni bare bare oi dike ar chokhe takachchhen… Ami ese suye porlam guest room e.. ghum aschhilo na.. Soura r maa jakhan takhan asben… ekbar mone holo upur hoye sui jate kichhu dekha na jay… tarpar mone holo, dekhuk e na, kshoti ki… ar mone hote laglo jodi onake bichhanay suiye or blause ta chhinre mai duto ke khub kore chhuste ar tipte partam… bujhte parlam, uni chheleder byapare besh utsuk.. amar dhontay ki haat deben!! dile besh lagbe..
Ami suye suye esab bhabchhi– hathat eksamay uni elen.. amar nunu ta besh baro hoye achhe.. kintu ami ghumer bhan korlam, jodio chokh alpo khola rekhe sab dekhte pachchhilam.. uni masari tanate suru korlen, eksamay dekhlam ekta dori puro amar asol jaygay ese porechhe. uni dorita emon bhabe tullen jate onr haat ta puro amar dhon e alto kore chhunye gelo.. amar dhon aste aste uthte suru korlo.. masari gonjar samay or buker anektai dekha jachchhilo.. masari gunje beriye jaoyar samy dekhlem uni ekbar amar dhoner dike takalen.. tarpar ektu ki bhebe hathat mundi ta halka kore tipe beriye jete gelen.. ami aar parlam na.. ami or haat dhore ek jhatkay amar sarirer upar suiye dilam.. tarpar ami nije uthe onake bichhanay suiye dilam.. uni bollen, ki korchho Arnab.
Ami bollam ebar amar pala.. buk theke kapor sariye ek tane blouse chhinre fellam.. tarpar payer nich theke saya kapor peter upar tule jonite mukh ghose khub chuste suru korlam.. bujhte parlam, onar khub anonda hochchhe, kintu kono rakame kono rakam sabda kara theke nijeke birata rekhechhen.. er par ja hay, amar mota dhon ta puro jayga mato bhore onr upar suye porlam, ar dui haat diye mai duto tipta thaklam.. edike niche amar machine tar kaaj kore cholechhe.. 3-4 minute pare dhon theke maal beronor upakram hole dhon take gud theke ber kore or mukhe these dhorlam… uni dhoner mundi ta mukhe pure dui tinbar chustei maal beriye gelo… kintu uni chusei chollen.. sab maal kheye uni uthe bollen, eibar santi hoyechhe? ekhan ghumao.jaoyar samay amar dhoner upar haat buliye bollen – khub sundar.. pare ekdin bhalo kore samay niye etake ador korbo..