Friday, June 18, 2010

shei lokgulo

aajkal sobai boddo byasto. karur ektu daRiye kotha bolbar somoy nei. ektu bhabar somoy nei. ki thik, ki bhul, bhalo, mondo, pochondo, opochondo...sob mile mishe ekakar hoye geche mathar bhetore. amar nijer i nei, shutorang onnyo kauke dosh diye labh nei. kintu ekta somoy chilo, jokhon sara din amar kono kaaj chilo na. amar ashe pashe manush gulo o kemon jeno byastotaheen chilo. eta tader niye.

amader baRite, kolkata-r onek baRi-r motoi, bashon bikri korte ek mashi ashten. chotto khatto,mota shota, gayer rong moyla, chul kutkute kalo ebong chitchite, gaye shuti-r shaRi goRali chaRiye praye haNtu-r kache. ek jhuRi bashon niye shoptahe ekbaar she ashbe. ashbei. chokh mukh roddure poRa, ghamakranto obosthaye eshe bell bajato. kintu hashlei baajimaat. otogulo daaNt manusher hoy? holeo oto shada? tar chilo. she koto golpo. tar chele ki kore, koto boyesh, kothaye poRe,baRite aar ke ache, bashon bikri kore ko poisha paye,bor kobe maara geche, ei dhoroner onek kotha maa-r deoa jol,mishti sohojoge she bolte thake. bashon she amader baRi theke kono din i peto na. tobu ashto. ekdin eshe bollo, or cheler tumour hoyeche. brain e. daktar dekhale boleche naki kichui kora jabe na. ekta bashon ali-r jonnye to aroi na. er pore ki hoyeche ami janina. take aar dekhini.

tarpor chilo amader paRay thaka ek dompoti. udiya. khub i gorib. budo eiii mota bhuRiala, budi totadhik rugno. Shib mondirer pashe ekta jhupRite ora thakto. school e jaoar somoy budo amar dike takiye protidin hashto. ami hashtam na. ke na ke baba. oder jhupRite sobsomoye kacher botol aar khoborer kagojer mela thakto. ki korto ke jane. sukher kotha ei je ager bar baRi giyeo eder dekha peyechi. eibaar aar buRo hasheni. kintu ami haslam. ami to aar bhoy paina.

ekbaar aamra sobai puri beRate gechilam. guest house er pahaRadar chilo ek buRo bhodrolok. puro kuNjo. chotto khatto. amar oke khub bhalo lagto. boshe boshe ranna korto. ba ruti banato. amake ekdin golpo korchilo, or ek meye ek chele. tara khub bhalo chakri kore naki. amar sudhu mone holo, tahole babake niye jaye na keno. ei kotha bolate, buRo amar maa-ke bollo, "aapnar meyer khub maya". ekhon mone hoy ei jonnoi amar oke bhalo lagto. proshongsha kaar na bhalo lage!

amader baRite tokhon onek lok. maa eka samlate parto na bole ekta chele rakha hoyechilo. gonesh. kintu dekhte michke kartik tar moto. amar oke ekdom bhalo lagto na. aam, lebu, kul eshob peRe dito bote, kintu onko ta amar cheye bhalo korto. du minute e sesh kore felto. moha raag hoto amar. khamche khumche ditam. ekbaar bisshokorma pujo-r somoy baba, amake aar oke niye thakur dekhte beriyechilo. tar kichu din porei o baRi chole gelo. naki onno kothao gelo, janina.

amader baRite ekta kukur chilo. na posha na. o ashole paRa-r kukur chilo. edike amar abar sanghatik bhoy. kintu Lalu ke amar kono din bhoy kore ni. o chilo amar bondhu.amake dekhle or gheu gheu daak obodharito chilo. or ekbaar teen te baccha hoyechilo. amader janlar karnisher neeche. tokhon gache sobe peyara hoyeche. baNdorer khub utpaat. addhek peyara to orai kheto. khuble khuble. ekdin Lalu-r ekta baccha keo.

aro chilo, bijoy kaku je protidin amaye schol e niye jeto, jar cheye beshi bhorsha ami ekta somoy kauke kortam na, ma-ke protidin tatka mach bechte asha ekta lok, mudikhanar dokaner gujrati malik, je gelei amar hathe pauNruti-r packet guNje dito, chootobelar amader baRite kaaj kora Fujia mashi, je amay lojens kine dito protidin.je ekhon dekhleo amaye chinbena.

Lalu aaj nei. shei bashon wali-r motoi. keno hothath ajke tader kotha mone poRlo janina. sudhu mone hoy, jader ami aaj chini, jader shonge roj kotha hoy, jara amar bondhu, tader theke bhalo bodhoy ami eder chintam.

Erai Sottyi.

4 comments:

Kuntala said...

eta thik i bolechho Sumana, 'Familiarity' byaparta USA te howa mushkil. ba amader definition-er theke alada rokomer hoy. prothom din UDF-e icecream khete giye je byabohaar peyechhilam, 5 bochhor baade sei eki loker kaachh theke, exactly eki byabohaar pai. jeta amader deshe asombhob.

sumana said...

shei...library te boshe thakle dekhechi koto ojana loke heshe chole jaye,kintu ma baba bhai bondhu der thekeo they need space. ei space byaparta amader desh e ek kale kolpona-r oteet chilo.

Joy Forever said...

Post ta poRe kichhuta mon kharap hoye gelo. Khub i bhalo lekha. Kuntala jemon bolechhen, hese "How are you doing?" bollei chena hoyna... asol chena jeta seta ar ajkal howai mushkil.

sumana said...

Sugata da, thank you :) ei prothom baar 'mon kharap hoyeche' shune bhalo laglo :)