Eta amar prothom lekha. Thik jyamon shunechhi, hubohu likhlam. Shudhu naam, thikana baad diye likhlam.
Ora char bhai aar teen ja chhilo. Nijeder kagojer byabsha chhilo. Kebol chhoto bhai oder bhteor alada chakri korto. Engineer chhele, poar shonay onyo dadarer tulonay soresh chhilo. Shob bhai-er chhele meye chhilo, kintu shobai tahkto darjeeling onchole school e. Er ekta karon chhilo. Barite shobai nijeder bhetor jounta niyae alap alochona kerto. Bhalobasha jinish ta chhilo oder kachhe art baa shilpo.
Chhoto bhai bochhor charek chakri korar por dada-boudira thik korlo biyer ayojon korte hobe. Patri dekha shuru holo. ekti bhalo poribar theke ekmatro meyer shombondho ashste dadara jhnapiye porlo. Boudider temon pochhondo naa holeo, sheshe shokole mene nilo. Biye hoye gyalo.
Chhoto bou MA pass kore software engineering korechhe, bhalo company te chakri peye biye korechhe. Protidin shokal attay take officer gari tule niye jaay takey, abar raat nota nagad phire ashe. Boro ja dr shonge kotha hoy naa.Robibar shey nijer ghorei katiye dito. Emno ki biyer por dujone honeymoon korteo jaay ni ora.
Din kuri bade, teen dada aar boudi lokhyo korlo notun biye koreo chhoto bhai kemon mon mora. Nijeder bhetor alochna kore thik holo boro bou chhoto dyaorke sorasori proshno korbe. Ekdin chhoto bou baper bari jete, ekla paoa jetei boro boubi chepe dhore.
” Ki byapar chhoto babu, bou pochhondo hoy ni? Mukh shukno kore ghurchho keno?”
Kotha uriye dite chaileo, boro boudir nota dyaor sheshe mukh khiullo. “Amar bou enechho naa aar kichhu? Aami ki show case e shajiye rakhbo? Amar kono swadh alladh kichhui thakte nei?”
Bhru kopale tole boudi. Tobe ki mil hoy ni dujoner bhetor? Shei ratei khabar table e kotha ta othe. Shejo bhai jante chaay doihik somporko ghotechhe kina. Chhoto bhai janaay,” khola haat kokhno dekhte paini, shorir onk durer kotha.”
E ki bhishon kotha? Biye korechhe ki sonyashi thakb bole? Nijer bou k bhog korbe naa?
Chhoto bou phire ashtei ten jaa taake chpe dhore. ” Bhai, amader deborti ke ki pochhondo hoy ni?”
Jobab elo ” Pochhondo ba opochhondo kothata ashchhe keno? Baba amar biye dite cheyechhen, korechhi.. Tini dwayitwo palon korechhen, aami kortobyo.”
Boro teen ja mathay haat diye boshlo. Abar alochona holo chhoy joner bhetore. Taarpor chhoto bhai ke office thke din kurir chhuti nite bola holo. Boudider niye baire byarate jete hobe. Shamoyik oraji holeo sheshe mene nilo. Chhoto bou ke bola holo baper bari giye el maash thakte. Pore taar babar shonge kotha bola hobe.
Dyaor aar teen boudi train e kore beriye porlo. Prothomei Bombay. okhane duto raat katiye Goa jabar jonye jahaje chaplo. Aar taar pore ashol golpo shuru.
Jahajer dulunite por por teen boudi oshustho hoye porlo. Prochndo gaa gulote laglo tader. Teen boudike shamlate himshim khachchhilo dyaor.. E bole matha tipte, onyo jon bole buke pithe massage kore dite. Aar shjo bou to bolei boshlo taat bhishon kapuni hochhe. tai taake joriye dhore boshte hobe. Oshukh shobar aage. Tai kokhono naa korleo mukhe apotti janalo naa dyaor. Onyo dui boudi dhire dhire ghumiye porlo. kintu shejo bou er chokhe ghoom nei. E paash o paash korchhe kebol. Aar taake dyaor shokto kore joriye dhore boshe achhe. Boudi o taake du haate ankre achhe. Minute doshk pore dyaor onubhob korlo je gham e boudi r shara shorir bhije giyechhe.
“E ki boudi, tumi to ghamchho?”
“Taai to chhoton, ek kaaj koro ghor ondhokaar achhe, tumi aamar gayer kapor chopor shob khule dao.”
“Shey ki?”
” Ah! Ja bolchhi tai koro.”
Gurujoner adesh palon kore chhoto dyaor. Boudi k langta kore dyay bichhanay shuiye.
“Ebar amay kole nao abar. Tarpor ador koro.”
“Ami parbo naa.”
“Partei hobe tomay. Amar shonge shohag korte hobe. Amio tomar moton uposhi bohu din dhore. Tumi na purush manush? Ulongo mye manush dekhe tomar mathay agoon jwole naa?”
“Kintu, tumi amar gurujon, Tomay niye ei bhabna ami bhabte pari naa.”
“Bhabte hobe, na hole tumi pagol hoye jabe. Biye kore meyemanusher deho naa paoar jwala je ki, ta ami jani. Nao Shuru koro.”
Boudir oi choker bhasha er aage dyakhe ni dyaor. Dhire dhire boudir agoon shorirta niye khelte thake shey. Ondhokare buker bnota duto mukhe niye chushte shuru kore Haath duto boudir shorbange ghurte thake.
“Ah-ah-ah, aaro jore tepo amar mai jora. kamre kamre tomar dnater daag boshiye dao. Uh-uh-u-u-u-uh! Jore aaro-o-o-o onek jorer tipte thako. Eki, onyo haath theme gyaol keno? Amar dui paayer majhe photota ki tomar chokhe porchhe na? Na ki lojja korchhe amar guder phutoy haath dite?”
“Chup koro ora dujon shunte pabe, tomar paye pori boudi.”
“Timi jodi gude haath naa dao, aami chitkaar korbo, dujon uthe tomar haath amar ulongo deho dekhte pabe.”
“Tumi ki chao bolo to?”
“Tumi ki nyaka chofda naki? Tomar lohar moton barata nijer gude dhokano obsthay ayna diye dekhte chai.”
Er por kono purush manush chup kore thakte pare na, Ei juboktio pare ni. Jhotite nijer gayer poshak khule phele shey. Tarpor boudir gude nijer mukhta dubiye pagoler moton chatte arombho kore. Taar pokkhhe aar nijeke shamle rakha shombhob hoy naa. Biyer por ek nari-deho nijer theke taar haathe dhora diye chaichhe, ei shujog harate shy aar raji noi. 10 minuter bhetor boudir gud ta bhije horhore hoye jaay. Deri naa kore boudike chet korer shuiye paa duto nijer kole ten niye boudir guder mukhe nijer lohar moton kothin danda ta chepe dhore chaap dite shuru kore . Shamanyo badha peleo dhir dhire dandata boudir guder gohbhore hariye jete thake.
Shukher aabeshe chitkar kore othe boudi. Taratari taar mukhe haath cahapa diye shobdo dhakte cheshta kore dyaor. Kintu shesh rokkha hoy naa. Onyo dujon jege jaay.
“E ki! Tumi thamle keno? Gadon ki holo? Aamay chude chude amar gude byatha dhoriye dao, jaate kaal jahaj theke neme aar naa hantte pari. Ah! ei to ki aaram dichho amay. Ora dekhuk ekhon, oder pala pore ashbe. Aage aami puro aram chai. Dao, dao go bhalo kore chude dao amar gud.”
“Oh boudi go-o-o-o, e3 ki shukh magi chudle, aami aage jantam na. Janle biye kortam i naa. Tumi thakte aar amar kauke laagb naa. Jokhon mon chaibe, tomar ghaare uthte aar dwidha korbo naa. Boudi go-o-o-o ki brtiye jachchhe go amar bhethor theke! Aami je hariye jachchhi go.”
“Dao dao, amar gudta phyaday bhore dao go. Koto din thap naa kheye uposhi gud amar khabi khachchhe.”
Dujonei ntiye pore bichhanay. Onyo dui boudi uthe boshe bole “Jaak haate khori holo tomar. Mon thak jeno, aamadero pala aasht dite hobe.”
Dyaor min min kore bole, ” O eta tomader karshaji? Karo kichhu hoy ni? Dadara janle ki bolbe?”
“Aha! buddhu kothakar! dadader naa janiye topmar shonge ghurt briyechi? E o kebol tomay shahajyo korte. Ebar tumi amadr teenjonke pala kore sahajyo korbe agami ekti maash, bujhle?”
To be continued in the scond part of Sahajyo. Kahani padhne ke baad apne vichar niche comments me jarur likhe, taaki hum apke liye roz aur behtar kamuk kahaniyan pesh kar sake – DK
