Aalor Kahini (Bengali)

“Hmmm… besh, aasche sombar aamar college khulche, tumi aamar saathe sombar sokal 11 tar somoy college er samney dekha koro. Kauke bolbe na kintu.”
Rahul aamar dike ek aascharjo dristi diye takiye chilo. Tar por bollo, “theek aachey.”
Khusi te aamar buk phete gelo. Aanande Rahul ke jorie dharlam. Mukh theke berie gelo, “Tomake ashesh dhanya baad.”

Rahul ke chere paase boslam. Dekhlam Rahul bhison ekta aswasti bodh korche. Aamar o abastha sochoniyo. Rahul uthye daralo aar bollo, “Aalo, aami ektu chaad theke ghure aaschi, ekta cigarette khabo.” Or golar swar kemon palte giyeche. Ami kichu bolte bhoy pachhilam. Rahul chaad e chole gelo.

Nijer ghore esa boslam. Saara sorir uttejonay kaampche. Aagun niye khela korchilam aami. Sobaike ki purie char khar kore debo aami? Ekta jedh chepe chilo aamar modhey, Aamader mato kaalo meyeder keu bhalobase na? Keno? Bhalobasa aaday korbo, Rahuler bhalobasa aaday korbo aami.

Aadh ghanta por Rahul chaad theke neme aaslo. Mone hochhe chokh mukh jal diye dhueche. Kemon jeno bokar mato takachilo amar dike. Ma khete daklo. Aamra khete boslam, ma, aami aar Rahul. Ma Rahul ke tader desher barir galpo sonachillo. Rahul mon diye sunchilo. Khawa dawar por ma Rahul ke dadar ghore bisram korte bollo. Ma aar ami nijeder ghore gelaam. Aamar ghoom pachhilo na. Sudhu Rahul er mukh ta bhashchilo.

Aaj jokhon Rahul ke joriye dhore chilam, aamar doodh duto or buker modhye sackto hoye giye chilo. Rahul ki ter peyechilo? Ki bhabbe aamake? Chi, ota kora ta bodh hoi uchit hoi ni, kintu tokhon aabesher mathaye joriye dhore chilam, okey eka paabo sara din bhebe. Eto tara tari je aami eka Rahuler saathe sara din premik premikar mato kaatate paarbo bhabi ni. Ki korbo sara din? Kothaye Jabo? Ki korye aamar moner kotha okey sonabo? Kichu ekta upaaye baar korte hobe.

Bikel 5 ta nagad ma aar aami uthe cha korlam. Ma Rahul ke deke tullo. Rahul haath mukh dhuye aamader saathe cha khete boslo. Takhonee baba aar Shyamal baari pheerlo. Aar kichukhon por chorda aar dada o baari pherot elo. Sobai miley Rahul ke ghire golpo korte laglo. Aami sudhu dur theke sobar chokh bachiye Rahul er mukhta dekhchilam. Raat aat ta nagad Rahul nijer barir dike raona dilo. Aami kaache gelam na, bhison mon kharap lagchilo tai. Chaad thekei dekhlam. Ondhakare Rahul bujhte parlo na aami okey dekhchi. Bukta jeno phaka hoye gelo, Chokh diye aamar jol goriye porlo. Ghore dhuke hotath aamar maathaey ku budhhi dhuklo, gato kaal aamar period sesh hoyechilo. Ma ke bollam ekta maatha bethar oshudh niye aaschi. Oshuder dokane giye ekta matha bethar oshud aar ek maasher ‘birth control pill’ kinlam. Bari phirlam. Oshud khete suru korlam.

Choyta din…….Ei choyta din jeno kichu tei kaatchilo na. Somoy jeno aatke aacheye. Tar modhey kaata ghaye noon chorate paser barir kakima aaslo. Kakima Rahul ke dekhechilo. Ma ke jigyesh korlo cheleti ke, ma bollo. Kakima bollo cheleti khoob bhalo. Ma o Rahul er prochur prosongsa korlo.

Kakima bollo, “Aamar Madhur biye thikh hoye giyeche, ta na hole tomader boltam Jodi oder jaat bichaar na thaake, sambandho patano jeto.”
Kothata sune aamar hingsate ga jole gelo. Ichhe korchilo chechiye boli, ‘najar debe na Rahuler dike. Chokh gele debo.’
Ma kakimake takhon haste haste bollo, “baloto tomar choto meyer jonno kotha paarte pari.”
Kakima bollo, “Dipti to sobe 19 e porlo. Dui bochor porey biyer chesta korbo. Tato din ki or baba ma apekhya korbe?”
Ma ki bollo sunbar jonno apekhya kori ni, raage, aamar sorir kaamp chilo.Kauke kichu bujhte na diye uthe nijer ghore gelam. Bhison hingsha hochillo.

Emnitey Kakima ra khoob bhalo. Maash aatek holo aamader paase eshechey. Dui meye. Madhu aar Dipti. Madhudi aamar theke ek bachorer baro aar Dipti aamar theke dui bachorer choto. Aamra somoy pele tinjone mile golpo kortam. Kintu aaj jeno oder aamar satru mone holo. Oder aami hingsa korte laglam.

Aboshesheye aamar aapekhya sesh holo. Choy din por protikhito sombar ese hazir holo. Aamar buker modhye ekta chaapa bhoy uki dichillo. Kintu mone ekta uttejonao chilo. Baba ma ke aagei bole rekhe chilam, eta aamar final year. Tai class sesh kore aamra bondhura miley library te notes tairi korbo. Baari firte deri hobe.

Snan sere, ekti kochi kalapata ranger saree pore college jabar jonno toiri holam. 10 tar modhey college e poucholam. Tin tolaye, Common room er ekti janlar paase bosey college er gate er baire najar rakhchilam. Buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Aasbe to….. du charte bandhura eshe chilo, hasi thatta cholchilo, bollam aaj class korbo na, hoi to berobo. Ekti meye jigyesa korlo kothay, bollam dekhi, kothay niye jaye. Sobai haste haste bollo ooooohhhhhh, boyyyy friennnnd…. bhalo, ja ghure aaye.

Egorota baajte paanch minute aagey dekhi taxi thekhe Rahul namche. Aami uthe porlam. Bandhura aamake aatke dilo, jigyesa korlo, “konta re?” Dekhalam, sobai haa kore takiye roilo. Ekti meye jigysh korlo, “Ki kore potaali re? Darun handsome mairi.” Uttor na diye aami doure neeche nemey aaslam. Nijeke ektu sambhle, aaste aaste Rahul er dike egolam. Rahul aamake dekhe jeno ekta pathorer murtir maton daarie roilo. Chok duto baro baro kore jeno ekta khub ascharjo jinish deckche.

“Suprobhat Rahul”, bolte bolte aami or dike egiya gelam. Rahul kemon bokar moto amta amta korte laglo. Kache giye aalto dhakka dilam, swapner desh theke o pherot aaslo.
Jigyesha korlam, “Ki holo?”
Nijeke sambhle o bollo, “Na thik aachey, suprobhat.”
Rahul dekhlam edik odik kauke jeno khujche. Tar por aamar dike phire jigyesh korlo,
“Koi kauke to dekhchi na, Kothaye tomar boy friend?”
Aamar haasi pelo, mone mone bollam, ‘ei to aamar paase daarie aache’,
Aar haste haste bollam, “Eto utola hochho keno, sara din to pore aache. Ki, tara huro aache naki?”
Rahul o haslo, kintu kemon jeno hasita… mone hochhe dukhher….