Amol : Prosno tar uttor pele Santu da?
Santu : Kon tar? Babar tar na ma er tar? Thakur dar na choto kakur? Nera mittir er? naki class 10 er anko p0rikkhar? sokal sokal matha ta khechre dili haramjada!
Amol : Ah! egulo konotai na.
Santu : Tahole?
Amol : Sukumar Ray er.
Santu : Seki! Onake abar relevant banacchis kano hotocchara? Shyamal da parota baniyeche. khete de. Onar poutro to palon korchen bongsher proti dayitwo.
Amol : Aha yarki rakho na. Kal raate Hajabarala porechi abar.
Santu : O. Tai dekhi sokale parotay mon nei. Ta kon prosno ta shuni?
Amol : Oi je go... "Sawjaroo, kangaroo, debdaroo hote pare, mawjaroo kano hobe na?"
Santu : Oh! e to sohoj uttor. Mawjaroo rong khele na bole.
Amol : Mane? e abar kamon katha! yarki na kore bolo na.
Santu : Yarki marlam koi? bhab na ektu. uttor peye jabi.
Amol : Dhur ki sob heyali. bolo-i na khule.
Santu : Hya thiki bolechis. ja gorom poreche, jama ta khulei ni. (bole jama ta khullo).
Amol : majh rastay bhor sokale khali gaye parota khao. r ashol prosno ta heyali kore uriye dao.
Santu : Are na na! shon. Mawjaroo rong pochondo kore na. Tai se thakbe na.
Amol : Tao bujhlam na.
Santu : Uf ei chele ke niye para jay na! Bhabis na bapu ektu-o! Sukumar Ray ki bhebe likhechen r ki bolte cheyechen ta unii janen. Ami ajker context e katha bolte pari sudhu. Tahole bol to rong shunle tor mathay ki ki ashe?
Amol : Abir khela, chobi anka, potaka...
Santu : Hya jemon Samaresh Basu likhechilen... sob kichu tei rong... sob i rong er khela. Tor abir khela, deoyal likhon, chobi anka, potaka ei sob ek sathe rakhle ki mone hoy?
Amol : Desh, politics...
Santu : Anyo kichu ashe na? Talent, shilpo, ityadi? Tobe sudhu tor kano? Ja cholche tate sobar mathay politics ar desh i asbe !
Amol : tar sathe mawjaroor ki samparka?
Santu : seki re! samparka bole samparka? Mawjaroor kono rong nei je!
Amol : Mane mawjaroo sada?
Santu : Sada kano hobe? rong nei. Mawjaroo swaccho! jol er moto.
Amol : jol to sada!
Santu : kon duniya-e? jol sada hole dudh ki?
Amol : dudh o sada. anyo rokom sada.
Santu : Beyara chele to tui. Rong nei mante eto asubidha je sada-r o rokom invent korchis!
Amol : Besh. Rong nei. Fyakashe ?
Santu : Na! Fyakashe o ekta rong. Bari giye bhalo kore jol er dike takabi. Nahole r ei niye katha bolbo na!
Amol : Accha accha besh. Takabo. Ebar mawjaroor katha bolo.
Santu : Hmm. Mawjaroo kothay thake janis?
Amol : Na to! Kolkatay?
Santu : Ata-kelane tui! Mawjaroo thake mawja-e! Esob desh er concept tar mathay dhoke na. tai se nil, sabuj, lal, gerua kissu bojhe na. Ashole o jekhane thake sekhane Potakabaaj ra jete chay kintu pare na! Tai janyo tara desh toiri kore. tarpor bole "eta amar desh, ekhane ei ei niyom... r ota tomar desh. Tumi tomar desh ei thako. Amar desh e tomar dhokar permission nei." byas ! ei janyoi Mawjaroo thakbe na! Bujhli?
Amol : Ektu bujhlam. Kintu Mawjaroo o ki nijer desh e oder ke dhukte day na?
Santu : Akath murkho tui! Mawjaroo abar desh bojhe naki?
Amol : Tahole to era Mawjaroor desheo dhuke jabe! Tokhon to mawja-i thakbe na r.
Santu : Otoi ki sohoj naki? Mone rakhbi sob ku-kirtir janyoi manush ke jobab dite hoy. Shawjaroo, kangaroo, debdaroo r mawjarror moto, ei Prithibi te Fyataru-o ache! Tara sob dekhe r chhando miliye rakhe!
Amol : Aya! Fyataru abar ki?
Santu : Ki abar? "Chandrabindoor cha, beral er talobyo shwa r rumal er ma niye ja hoy thik ta."
Amol : Chashma?
Santu : ami tor viva nite boshini hajabarala-er opor. Ahammok! Khunjbi, Porbi, Bhabbi. Tarpor katha bolbi. Sokal goriye dupur hoye galo! Ja chul kat giye. Ami borong dekhi hisheb ta kori.
ha ha hi hi he he ho ho !
Santu : Kon tar? Babar tar na ma er tar? Thakur dar na choto kakur? Nera mittir er? naki class 10 er anko p0rikkhar? sokal sokal matha ta khechre dili haramjada!
Amol : Ah! egulo konotai na.
Santu : Tahole?
Amol : Sukumar Ray er.
Santu : Seki! Onake abar relevant banacchis kano hotocchara? Shyamal da parota baniyeche. khete de. Onar poutro to palon korchen bongsher proti dayitwo.
Amol : Aha yarki rakho na. Kal raate Hajabarala porechi abar.
Santu : O. Tai dekhi sokale parotay mon nei. Ta kon prosno ta shuni?
Amol : Oi je go... "Sawjaroo, kangaroo, debdaroo hote pare, mawjaroo kano hobe na?"
Santu : Oh! e to sohoj uttor. Mawjaroo rong khele na bole.
Amol : Mane? e abar kamon katha! yarki na kore bolo na.
Santu : Yarki marlam koi? bhab na ektu. uttor peye jabi.
Amol : Dhur ki sob heyali. bolo-i na khule.
Santu : Hya thiki bolechis. ja gorom poreche, jama ta khulei ni. (bole jama ta khullo).
Amol : majh rastay bhor sokale khali gaye parota khao. r ashol prosno ta heyali kore uriye dao.
Santu : Are na na! shon. Mawjaroo rong pochondo kore na. Tai se thakbe na.
Amol : Tao bujhlam na.
Santu : Uf ei chele ke niye para jay na! Bhabis na bapu ektu-o! Sukumar Ray ki bhebe likhechen r ki bolte cheyechen ta unii janen. Ami ajker context e katha bolte pari sudhu. Tahole bol to rong shunle tor mathay ki ki ashe?
Amol : Abir khela, chobi anka, potaka...
Santu : Hya jemon Samaresh Basu likhechilen... sob kichu tei rong... sob i rong er khela. Tor abir khela, deoyal likhon, chobi anka, potaka ei sob ek sathe rakhle ki mone hoy?
Amol : Desh, politics...
Santu : Anyo kichu ashe na? Talent, shilpo, ityadi? Tobe sudhu tor kano? Ja cholche tate sobar mathay politics ar desh i asbe !
Amol : tar sathe mawjaroor ki samparka?
Santu : seki re! samparka bole samparka? Mawjaroor kono rong nei je!
Amol : Mane mawjaroo sada?
Santu : Sada kano hobe? rong nei. Mawjaroo swaccho! jol er moto.
Amol : jol to sada!
Santu : kon duniya-e? jol sada hole dudh ki?
Amol : dudh o sada. anyo rokom sada.
Santu : Beyara chele to tui. Rong nei mante eto asubidha je sada-r o rokom invent korchis!
Amol : Besh. Rong nei. Fyakashe ?
Santu : Na! Fyakashe o ekta rong. Bari giye bhalo kore jol er dike takabi. Nahole r ei niye katha bolbo na!
Amol : Accha accha besh. Takabo. Ebar mawjaroor katha bolo.
Santu : Hmm. Mawjaroo kothay thake janis?
Amol : Na to! Kolkatay?
Santu : Ata-kelane tui! Mawjaroo thake mawja-e! Esob desh er concept tar mathay dhoke na. tai se nil, sabuj, lal, gerua kissu bojhe na. Ashole o jekhane thake sekhane Potakabaaj ra jete chay kintu pare na! Tai janyo tara desh toiri kore. tarpor bole "eta amar desh, ekhane ei ei niyom... r ota tomar desh. Tumi tomar desh ei thako. Amar desh e tomar dhokar permission nei." byas ! ei janyoi Mawjaroo thakbe na! Bujhli?
Amol : Ektu bujhlam. Kintu Mawjaroo o ki nijer desh e oder ke dhukte day na?
Santu : Akath murkho tui! Mawjaroo abar desh bojhe naki?
Amol : Tahole to era Mawjaroor desheo dhuke jabe! Tokhon to mawja-i thakbe na r.
Santu : Otoi ki sohoj naki? Mone rakhbi sob ku-kirtir janyoi manush ke jobab dite hoy. Shawjaroo, kangaroo, debdaroo r mawjarror moto, ei Prithibi te Fyataru-o ache! Tara sob dekhe r chhando miliye rakhe!
Amol : Aya! Fyataru abar ki?
Santu : Ki abar? "Chandrabindoor cha, beral er talobyo shwa r rumal er ma niye ja hoy thik ta."
Amol : Chashma?
Santu : ami tor viva nite boshini hajabarala-er opor. Ahammok! Khunjbi, Porbi, Bhabbi. Tarpor katha bolbi. Sokal goriye dupur hoye galo! Ja chul kat giye. Ami borong dekhi hisheb ta kori.
ha ha hi hi he he ho ho !
