Aalor Kahini (Bengali)

Aamar bondhura takhono teen tolar common room er janalar theke haat narachilo. Aami tara tari Rahul er haath dhore haat te suru korlam. Aami aamar aangul gulo Rahuler aanguler bhitor dhukiye haat chilaam. Khub bhalo lagchilo. Jokhon aamader sorir eke opor ke chuchillo, aamar tokhon pa du to kamp chilo. Rahul ke bollam taxi korte, Howrah Botanical garden jabo. Rahul Taxi korlo.

Taxi te bosey, aamar buker bhitor haturi petar maton hritpindo ta cholchilo. Kono kotha bolte sahosh hochillo na. Bhagaban ki hobe, aabar nijei nijeke bollam, nijer mone jor aano, aattobiswas rakho, ja hobey, hok, dekha jabey. Dekhlam Rahul o chup chap aache, kemon jeno boka boka dristi diye bairer dike dekhche.

Botanical Garden e pouche, ekta nirjon jayga dekhe aami boselam ebong Rahul ke o paase boste bollam. Rahul itostoto bhabe paase boslo, ebong chaari dike takiye ki jeno khujte laglo. Kichukhon pore aamake prosno korlo, “Tomar boy friend er kota nagad aasar kotha?”
Mone mone besh bhalo lagchilo, Rahul er abastha dekhe, mone hochillo or modhey jeno ekta irsha bhab uki dichhe. Bollam, “dhoirjo dhoro, jante parbe.”

“Tomar boy friend er naam ki? Aami tao to jaani na.” Rahul ek mone bole gelo.
Aami aaste bollam, “Naame ki jaye aasey.”
Rahul sunlo ki sunlo na bujhlam na, bollo, “Koto din dhore cheno okey?”
“Teen bochor,” Rahuler dike takiye bole phellam.
Rahul bollo, “Teen bochor? Bah! Bhaloi….. Ta, o ki tomake propose koreche na ekhono koreni.”
Aabar aami Rahuler chokhe chokh rekhe bollam, “Na, Na o aamake propose koreche, na aami okey.”
Rahul aamar kotha sune bollo, “Ati sundor, aajob premik premika tomra… ta ebar ki?”

Ki bolbo thik bujhte par chilam na. Ektu bhebey bollam, “Asole, aamar mone hoy o janeyi na je aami okey bhalobashi, ta chara aami nijeyo nischinto bhabey jaani na o aamake bhalobashey kina.”
Sune Rahul aaschorjo hoye jigyesh korlo, “Taar mane? Tumi ki bolte chao!”
Aami bollam, “Kono dino taake boli ni.”
“Hey Bhagaban! Tahole tumi aamake ekhane ki korote niye eshecho.”

Khoob dhire golaye bollam, “Aaj aami taake sob bolte chai, aami taake bolte chai………… aami tomake bhalo bashi.”
Rahul palta prosno korlo, “Ta hole teen bochor dhore tumi ki korecho?”
“Opekhya……..Opekhyae chilam sujoger, okey aamar moner kotha janabar” aaste aaste bollam aami.
Rahul ragoto bhabe bollo, “Tahole aamake keno ekhane deke niye eshecho, Tumi to okey eka dekei sob bolte partey.”
Uthey jachillo Rahul. Haath ta chepe dhorlam aar korun dristi te taakalam or dikey. O aamar dikey takalo, tar por aaste aaste boslo aamar paase.
Bollo, “Kichu ekta problem aachey tai na. Bolo aamake sob khule.”

Aami chup kore chilam kichu khon, hi bhogoban aar koto khule bolbo, kanna pachillo aamar. Chokh diye du phota jol o goriye porlo. Rahul haath uthieyo namiye nilo.
Aami chokh mucheye matha nichu kore bollam, “Tomake to aami sob bollam.” Buker bhitor dukhher bojha jeno chepe chilo. Rahuler dike takalam.
O kichu bolche na dekhe bollam, “Aasha kori tumi aamake grhina korbe na.”
Rahul aschorjo hoye bollo, “Ghrina, keno ghrina korbo keno?”
Aami bollam, “Aami je tomake sob bolechi????”
Rahul bollo, “Ha thik aache, aami bujhi tomar feelings tomar boy friend er proti, kintu tomake to okeyo bolte hobe, aar aamar mone hoi na o pachondo korbe kono tritio beckti saamne thakook jokhon tumi okey bolbey.”

Aamar ebar haasi peye gelo aar boley phellam, “Jokhon tomakey bolechi tokhon keu chilo ki?”
Rahul uttor dilo, “Na.”
“Ta hole tritio beckti ti kotha theke aaslo.” Dustumir chole boley phellam.
Bujhlam Rahul aamar kothar matha mundu kichui bujhlo na, bokar moto aamar dike cheye roilo. Tar por bollo, “aami kichui bujhlam na tomar kotha.”
Heshe phellam, Bollam, “Cholo khide peyeche, khai kothao.”

Rahuler haath dhore okey tene tullam aar bollam, “Tumi eto bhalo ekta chakri jogar korle ki kore bolo to? Aamar to mone hoi tomar ektu upor tola ta khali aachey.”
“Ki? Aamar intelligence niye prosno korocho?” Rahul o heshe bollo.

Botanical Garden er baireie ekta bhalo restaurant e ek konay phaka ekta jayga dekhe boslam dujoney samnasamni. Aamie Rahul ke kichu jigyesh na kore du jonar moto Khabar order dilam. Rahul chup kore dekh chilo. Khabar diye gelo. Rahul ebar ki bhebe jigyesh korlo, “Tumi ki tomar boy friend ke aaj aaste bolechile?”
Khabar barte barte aami chotto kore utter dilam, “Ha.”
“Kotar somoy aasar kotha or?” Rahul prosna korlo.
Aami bollam, “egarota.”

Rahul ekbar aamar dike takalo, ekbar nijer gharir dike takalo, tar por bollo,
“Tahole kothay o.”
Aami aar thakte parchilam na, bole phellam, “o ekhanei aache.”
Rahul chaari dike takate suru korlo. Restaurant ti te, aamader chara tokhon aar keu chilo na. Kau ke na dekhte peye bollo, “Kothay?”
Nirlajjer mato bole boslam, “Ekhaneye, tumi sottie ekta tube light, aami jaakye bhalo bashi, se aamar samney bose aache.”
Boley aami chokh buje matha nichu kore bose roilam. Ja hobar hobe, Jodi chole jaye, chole jabe, aami hereye giyechi, Jodi thappor maare, maaruk, aar aamar jiboner kono mullyo thakbe na.

Hotath anubhab korlam or haather chowa, o haath bariye aamar haather upor rekheche. Aami songe songe aamar aangul gulo or aanguler modhye dhukie chepe dhorlam. Aamar chokh diye jol gorie porchilo. Dujoney dujonar dike takalam. Kemon ek advut dristi or, madhur, mayamoy, bhalobasar dristi. Aamar gola diye kono kotha berolo na. Rahul o ek dristi te aamar dike takie roilo, mukhe ekta triptir haasi. Aami ekta haath diye chokher jol muchlam. Aamar sob uttejona, bhoy, buker bhetorer jwala, peter modhyer kochlano, sob saanto hoye gelo. Param aanande aamar sorir juriye gelo. Aami herey jai ni. Amakeo keu bhalo bashe. Dujone dujonar dike takiye aachi jeno aanek din por dui premik premikar dekha holo. Rahul aamar haath ta dhorei chilo.