Aalor Kahini (Bengali)

Dola uthe aamar pa dutoke bhaj kore aamar buker dui paase tene dhorlo. Aamar buker upor thekey prothom cheleti ebaar aamr maather kaache bosey maathata dhore jor korey taar birjyo maakha baarata ghoste laaglo aamar thoter upor. Kichu bojhar aagey dwitio cheleti tar baara ti aamar joni te ghoste laglo. Nijeke kichutei charate parchilam na. Teen jone mile chepe dhorechilo aamake. Hotath aamar jonir bhitor sanghatic bheta anubhob korlam, jeno ekta churi diye aamake keu chire diyeche. Chechiya uthlam…. tar por aar kichu mone nei….. aami gyan haralam.

Du ek baar ektu gyan phire chilo. Prothom baar jokhon gyaan phirlo, takhon anubhob korlam chele duto aamar sorir niye jouno khelay matto. Ek jon aamar jonir modhye taar baara dhukiye bhison jore jore thaap maarche aar aamar dudu dutoke khaamche rekheche. Aar ekta chele or baara ta aamar mukher modhye dhokabaar chesta korche aar aamar chool dhore taanche. Oder pasur mato attyachar aami sojhya korte parchilam na aar aabar gyan haralam.

Ditiyo baar jokhon gyan phirlo, dekhi Dola Cheet hoye suye aache, ekti chele or mukher upor haatu gorey bosey nijer baara ta Dolar mukher modhye dhokaache aar baar korche. Dola cheletir paacha aakre dhore aache. Dwitiyo cheleti Dolar pa dutoke nijer kaandher upor rekhe, Dolar guder modhye taar baara ta dukhiye jore jore thaap merey Dolake chudche.

Hotath je cheleti Dolar mukhye baara dhokaachillo, dekhlo je aami taakiye aachi, Dolar mukher theke baara ber kore aamar kaache aaslo. Aamake ulto kore suiye, komor uthiye dhorlo aar or baara ta aamar paachar modhye dhokaabar chesta korlo. Aami kichu bojhar aageyee, dola duto baalish aamar peter niche raakhlo aar cheleti taar baara ebaar aamar paachar phuto te dhukiye bhison jore ekta dhaaka dilo. Aabar bethaye aami gyan haaralam.

Puro puri gyan jokhon phirlo, aami takhon puro puri nangto abasthaye suye aachi. Amar tol pete, joni ebong pachar daar e bhison bhetha, sara sarir e aathar maton ki sab lege aache. Bujhlam birjyo. Bichaanate aar aamar jaange rokter daag. Dudu doto phule aache. Thot duto o phola mone holo. Dola paase bose aache. Se o nangto. Garam jal diye aamar joni o pachar dar e sekh dichhe. Aaste aaste uthe boslam, Dola ke bollam, “e ki korli tui?”

Dola Haaslo aar bollo, “Tui to chodon khete giye ogyan hoye geli re, moja ta ter e peli na, Tobe aami aaj bhison enjoy korechi, dujone mile ja chodon dilo na, aaahhhhh, sorir er sob jaala mitiye dilo. Eto bhoy paas na, relax korte sekh, dekhbi sex er ki moja.” ekta tablet diye bollo, “kheye ne, betha aar phola kome jabe.”
Aami kath putuler maton tablet ta kheye nilam.
Dola aabar ekta tablet diye bollo, “etao kha, bachha pete aasbe na.”
Bhoyete siure uthlam ebong kandte suru korlam.

Dola aamake joriye dhore bollo, “aamader maton kalo meyeder keu bhalo basbe na re, aamder ei rakam bhabei sorirer chahida metate hobe.” Kichukhon chup kore theke aabar bollo, “Tokey peye dujone pagoler matan chudeche. Khali tokey noy, aamakeo pashur maton chudeche. Ora je paancha o chudbe bhabi ni. Ekjon aamake jorkore dhore rekhechilo, annyo jon aamar paancha chudeche. Or hoye jaabar por ditiyo jon aamar paacha chudeche.” Aami Dolar dike phal phal kore takiye chilam, Dola bole jachillo, “Tui to ogyan chilli bole sudhu ekjon tor paacha chudeche. Aamar ponde o aaj prothom baara dhuklo. Aamar pond ta to dujone baara dhukie chire diyeche. Haat te asubhidha hochhe, Tobey aami ananda peyechi. Tui o er por aanando pabi. Dara khabar niye aaschi, aanek bela hoyeche.”

Ki bhabe khabar khelam mone nei. Bathroom e jete kosto hochhilo. Dola dhore dhore niye gelo. Gyeser e garam jol kore rekhe chilo, garam jol e snan kore ektu aaram pelam. Dola Joni te aar pachar daar e malam ghose dilo. Nijer kapor chopor pore tairi hoye nilam. Sorirer betha ekhono acche. Dola cha kore dilo, khelam.

Dola aamake hotath 1500 taka diye bollo, “eta tor, chele duto aamader chude aananda peyeche bole eto gulo taka diye giyeche. Mot 3000 taka, tor ardhek, aamar ardhek.”
Raage, ghennaye sara sorir ri ri kore uthlo.
Dola ke bollam, “Tui taka diye nijer sorir bikri korli?”
Dola Bollo, “Aamader maton meyeder e chara kono upay nei. Jouboner aanondo o upobhog kar aabar taka o kama.”

Taka ta Dolar mukher upor chure phele kono rakome odeyer baari theke beriye aslam. Sara sorir klanto ebong ektu betha betha o lag chilo. Ekta rickshaw niye baarir dike raona dilam. Bhoye o pachhilam, baarite Jodi bujhe phele? Sedin aamar bhagya bhalo chilo, load shedding chilo, tai keu bujhte pareni aamar abastha. Maatha bethar naam kore tara tari kheye bichana te giye suye porlam. Klantite kakhon ghumie porechilam ter pai ni.

Sokaale uthe nijer boi niye boslam. Boi niye bosai saar, khali nijer upor ghenna hochhilo. E ki hoye gelo aamar jibone? Aami ekta beshyar theke kom ki? Na, nijeke Santana di, aami nije kichu kori ni, ora aamake rape koreche, kintu aabar bhablam aamari to dosh, Dolar maton meyer saathe bandhutto kora. Na, nijeke sakto korlam. Biye na hoi na hobe, saara jibon eka kaatiye debo. Kono rakome nijer paaye darate hobe.

Bikele, bandhur baari jaachhi boley, college er kachhe ekti lady doctor bosey, tar kache gelam. Er aageo dui ek bar onar kachey college theke aamra meyera dhekhate aastam. Doctor didi ke aaste aaste maatha nichu kore bollam, “Didi birth control er oshud chai, gato kal aghatan ghote giyeche ekta.”