Bikel goriye jay

Amader hariye jaoa kichu katha ghore fire ashe majhe majhe. Ekhon to duto ghor. Tomar r amar. Kichu katha amar ghor ei asroy khunje peyeche, nischoi tumio karor asroy hoyecho. Bikel bela konodin o amar bhalo lageni. Sesh sesh gondho bhese berai ei samay. Amar mone ache tomai hostel e chere asha ei bikel gulo, jokhon eka eka firtam bus e; shei agarpara theke moulali. Tumi roj i bolte ami eka firbo otoduur ta tomar bhalo lage na, ami boltam amar lage. Satyi boltam. Saradin tomar sathe katano sob muhurto bari ferar path e aro ekbar shanti dito amai. Jokhon bari firtam porashuna sob late uthto amar… phone e katha hoto. Tumi ki kore porte boste ami bujhtam na. Hoyto Xavier’s e pora kalin tumi etotai ghire chile amai je anyo kichui gurutto pai ni.

Proti saptaho tomai dekhar apekkhai kat to. Shei chotto tumi. Halka haste, kokhono rag kore chup kore jete. Ami ekhono dekha hole shei bokar moto tomai hasanor chesta kori, shei jemon kortam. Nite pari na, ar jei hok, tomar chokhe jol. Parbo o na. Bhenge jai. Tai hoyto ei dekha na hoya tai bhalo. Tumi paro na nijeke samlate, keno parona jani na. Anyo ekjon ke etotai bhalobaste parle jokhon tahole keno amai dekhle ekhono nijeke sthir rakhte paro na samne asle? Phone e to bolei dao je amar janyo r kichui aboshisto nei.

Eto kichu bujhi tobu nijekei bojha holo na. Hoyto nijer bhalobasha chara anyo sob kichui bujhte pari. AJ bhoy jano kothai? Bochor 20 por nijeke khunje pai na. Tumi bolte beshi duur na bhabte sob samay. Kintu ami je duur er i basinda. Shei duur ei ghure berai. Paltano uchit ki anuchit chilo tao bujhi ni. Swapno chara bnachte aneke hoyto pare. Amar to swapno-I bastab.

Sobai amar dik theke bhebe tomar bishoy e katha bole. Keu tomar jaigai nijeke boshai na ekbar. Tomai dosh deoa khub sohoj, tomai bojha noy!

Bhalobasha khunje peye thako Jodi shetai jeno sob. Koto joner emni emni I sob furiye jai tobu bhalobaste pare na. Tumi Jodi pere thako, tobei jeno ami bhalo thakbo. Amai noy nai ba basle. Hoyto ami chilam bolei bujhte perecho kotota tumi take bhalobasho.

Bikel goriye sandhye neme elo. Ekhon ar ghor theke beronor kono pala nei.

Ek-i sohor ke kivabe chinchi notun kore ami i sudhu jani. Khub chonchol chilo ei sohor ta ek samay. Ekhon koto shanto hoye poreche. Sudhu klanti dekha jai chari dike. Ki kore eto ta palte gelo sohor ta ami bujhte pari na.  Jeno ei sohor ta amar bhetor kei represent kore. Ebhabe to kokhono bhebe dekhini age. Na, sudhu ekta ekaki bikel noy; etka boro time-span e. Proticchobi ebhabeo dekha jai.

Boro hoye jacchi bodhoi. Ei to sedin ekjon bollo ekhon r naki ager moto class e excited hoina, nijer motoi chup chap boshe thaki  (she amar sathe porto bochor dui age). Katha ta shune ektu abak hoyechilam. Evabe ki baire amar change sobar samne eshe uposthit hoyeche? Ektu bhabtei (mane khuub i alpo) dekhlam satyi amar bishaal poriborton hoyeche . Chokhe to porbei, after all ami ek samay generally centre of attraction hoye jetam karon eto beshi katha boltam. Aj katha boroi kom boli, khub i kom.

Godhuli esheche. Sudhu ei samay tai ektu pochondo kori bikel er por. Hoyto pochonder karon holo ei samay ta kkhonosthayi, hariye jai taratari. Na paoa ke khonjar madhye emni emni chotobelai hariye gechilam ajante.

Nijekeo khunjchi. Tumi ashar age theke.