Aalor Kahini (Bengali)

Hotath Rahul aamar haath ta aaro jore chepe dhorlo. Mukhe ekta aatonker chaya. Aamar mone holo, or mathaye chinta jegeche aamader dujonar somporko niye, aamra masi – Bonpo. Bujhlam o chinta korche je aamader ei somporko aamader aatiyo ra keu maanbe na, somaj maanbe na, kaau ke aamra aamader somporker kotha bolte parbo na.

Rahuler dike takiye bollam, “Rahul, aami tomar chintar kotha bujhi. Sudhu ekta kotha aamake sotti sotti bolo, aami bête, aamar gayer rong kaalo, egulo sottyeo ki tumi aamake bhalo baste paarbe?”

Rahul dui haath diye aamar haath dhore bollo, “aami tomake bhalo bashi karon tumi bhari sundor. Tomar soudorjo ta sudhu tomar chamrar ronger modheyee simito aache ta noy, tomar soundorjo tomar rokter proti bindute bindute, tomar rhidoye, aar seta dekha jaye tomar chokhey, chok diye goriye berochhe.”

Aami sworge bhaste suru korlam. Bollam, “Ta hole aamader bhobishote ki hobe ta niye chinta kore kono laav nei. Bartoman e thaki aar jiboner aanondo ta niye khusi thaki”
Khabar aamader samney pore chilo, thanda hoye giye chilo. Tai kichu mukhe guje aamra dujone haath dhora dhori kore aabar botanical garden e dhuklam. Aar jeno aamader kono chinta chilo na.

Aamader ekanto nirala jaygatite giye, dujone samna samni daarie, haath dhore dujoner dike takalam. Chokh juriye aami Rahul ke dekh chilam. Rahul o aamake dekh chilo. Tar por Rahul aamake tar buker modhye tene nilo. Dujone jorie dhorlam. Aamar dudu duto Rahuler buker chowa peye sokto hoye gelo. Rahul aamar pithe aalto bhabe haath bolachilo. Aami okey du haath diye chepe dhorlam. Aamar mathata Rahuler buker bhetor gunje rekhe chilam. Jibone aaj sottikarer saanti pelam. Teen bochorer toposya aamar saarthok holo. Aami aaste kore maatha uthiye Rahuler dike takalam. Rahul aamar kopale chumu khelo.

Aasta aaste aamar kaner latir kache mukh niye chumu khelo, chokhe chumu khelo, gale chumu khelo, taar por or thoth ta aaste aaste aamar thoter kache niye aaslo. Aamar jeno aar kono lojja bole kichu chilo na, bhoye o na, jeno er jonnoie aami apekha korchilam. Aamader thote thot laglo, aaste aaste aamra dujoneyi thoth duto phaak korlam, dujoni dujonar jeeber doga egiye dilam, jeebe jeeb laglo, aar dujonei pagoler maton eke apor ke jorie chumu khete laglam. Dujoni dujonar thoth chuste laglam, jeeb diye jeno talowar khele khelchilam. Haath diye eke aporer sorire haath ghoste laaglam. Anek khon dhore chumu khawar por, dujone kichuta saanto holam.

Surjo osto giye chilo, sandhya hoi hoi, anichha thakleo baari phirte hobe. Aamra dujone uthlam, ebong botincal er gate er biere aaslam. Rahul ke bollam, “Kaalker tara tari aasbe.”
Rahul heshe bollo, “Ki kaalker o class bunk korbe?”
Aami bollam, “Tomar aar matro 5 soptaho chuti aache. Aami ei 5 soptaher proti ti din tomar saathe thakte chai.”
Rahul bollo, “Besh aamar maharani. Kalker kakhon, kothaye dekha hobe?”

Aami bollam, “College e na, Aamar bondhura tomar dike nazar pheleche, oder nazar theke tomake bachate hobe.”
Rahul ho ho kore haslo aar bollo, “Ki bondhu ra dekheche naki?”
Aami matha nere bollam, “Ha. Tumi Kal sokal 9 tar modhye Sealdah station e aaste parbe? Aami Reservation counter er kaache thakbo.”
Rahul bollo, “Theek aache. Chalo tomake chere diye aasi.”
Aami baron korlam. Bollam, “Dekho, tumi jaabe sodepur, aami jabo tollygunj. Duto dui dike. Aamake ekta taxi kore dao, aar tumi aalada ekta taxi niye bari jao.”
Ha, na, korte korte sesh porjonto aamra aalada taxi korlam. Je jar barite phirlam.

Barite eshe, kapor chopor palte, rannaghore ma ke sahajyo korlam. Aaj jeno aamar modhey kono klaanti chilo na. Ma er prosnor uttore besh sahajey mithye kotha bole dilam, college e teen ti class hoyeche taarpor bandhu ra miley, National library te giye boi porchilam aar note toiri korchilam.

Khawoa dawoar por, sute gelam, ghore dhuke boi patro chorie boslam, jeno kato porchi, karon aami jani ma ek bar dekhte aasbe. Mon ta pore chilo Rahul chinta te. Sara ta din ki ki korechi mone porlo, Rahul er boka boka dristi, Rahuler mukhe irshar rekha. Rahul irsha korchilo aamar na dekha boy friend ke, keno? Karon o mone mone aamake bhalo bese pheleche. Mone kore khub bhalo laglo.

Ma majhe eshe bole gelo besi raat na korte. Aamio kichu porey light off korey, paas balish jorie bichanaye suye porlam, jeno Rahul ke joriye aachi. Ghum chokher theke ure giyeche. Sobai ghumiye giyeche ter pelam, aamar chokhe ghoom nei. Aamar sob ichha puron holo, kintu kothaye jeno ekta samasya uki marchilo. Er por ki hobe? Aamader bhobiswat ki? Aamar jonno Rahul bodnam hoye jabe… na ta hote paare na…. tobey? Anek chinta korlam, samadhan khuje pelam na. Bhor raater dike mone holo Ekta samadhan hoyto aache. Tobey Rahul ke bojhate hobey. Paartei hobey aamake Rahul ke bojhate. Kichu petey gele je kichu tyag korte hoye. Monosthir kore nilam. Taar por nischinte ghumiye porlam.

Sokale ghum theke uthte deri holo. Tara tari tairi hoye ekti golapi ranger salwar kameez pore sokal sokal barir theke berie gelam. Sealdah station e eshe dekhi Rahul aamar aageyi pouche geche. Aanonde monta neche uthlo. Rahul o aamake dekhe jeno nischinto holo.
Aami kache pouchatei, aamake bollo, “Good morning. Aaste asubidha hoi ni to?” aar golar awaj khub dheere kere bollo, “Darling.”
Aami bollam, “Suprobhat, na asubidha keno hobe” aar golar awaj kom kore jog korlam, “tumi aamar darling.”
“Kothay jabe maharani?” Rahul prosna korlo.
Theek thakhon station er mike e Canning er train er khabar janalo. Aamio songe songe bollom, “Chalo Canning jai.”
Canning er ticket kete aamra canning er train e boslam. Paasapaasi bosey khoob bhalo lagchilo. Dujonei alpo bistor kotha batra korchilam. Anubhob korlam, Rahul ektu chintito, hoito aamader bhobishoter kotha bhebe.