Chandra Kotha – Part I (Bengali)

Ekhane sob kichhu sudhu ujjol sobuj e noy.. Sobuj er joto gulo shade haoa somvob… Sob guloi royechhe jorajori kore. Sei sobuj er melay kuheli ar tomal e sudhu kolkatar gachheder moto dhusor bishonnota mekhe dariye royechhe be-manan hoye. Gram tar naam Gorolmuri. Naam er vitor e akta rohosser haatchhani achhe. sudhu naam ta shunei tomal vison akorshon bodh korechhilo. Ak rash dhulo uriye ese sei dhulor megher vitor e tader namiye diye gelo tracker. Jekhane ora namlo… Seta akta faka jayga. Stoppage bojhanor jonnoi jeno jor kore akta cha er dokan royechhe. Jemon sms er juge prottonto kono gram e post-master baddho hoye thake… Jodi vul kore kono chithi ese pore…. Anek ta sei rokom. Cha er dokan tar mathay ak shomoy signboard o chhilo.. Kintu take mathay tule rakhte dokan ta jeno ar raji noy.. Tai obohelay ak pashe pore royechhe. Tomal bollo…

Cholo ektu cha khaoa jak… Poropokar er amon sujog beshi akta pabe na. Kuheli bollo… Cholo. 2jone cha er dokane pouchhe cha er cup.. Ketli… Stove… Sob e dekhlo… Sudhu dekhte pelo na dokandar ke. 2jonei edik odik takate laglo. Dokan khule rekhe kothay chole gelo lokta? Obosso gelei ba ki? Ato tai jono-birol jayga ta je chor o bodh hoy ekhane birol projati. Ar churi korbei ba ki?… pet e konui er khocha kheye tomal kuhelir dike takatei dekhlo se haschhe… Ar chokher isharay take kichhu dekhachhe. Tar dristi onusoron kore dekhlo… signboard ta jekhane pore achhe… Tar pichhon theke uki marchhe akta jhalmurir baksho… Train e je baksho kore jhalmuri bikri hoy… Je gulo dekhle mone hoy maa mora ak gada chhoto chhoto chhele-pule kakhe pithe jhuliye baba ghure berachhe…. Sei rokom akta baksho. Kuheli bollo… Khide legechhe… Lokta thakle jhalmuri ar cha valoi lagto.

Tomal bollo na baba… Baksho tar samne signboard e ki lekha dekhechho? Gorol-muri…. Ami antoto ei jono-birol jaygay… bish makha muri khete parbo na… 2 jon e ho ho kore henshe uthlo. tomal ar kuheli khunsuti ar yaarki te atoi mosgul chhilo je keu tader dakchhe… Suntei pelo na prothome. Hanshi thamte hothat kane elo… Ei kuhu… Kuheli?… Ki re kala hoye geli naki…. Ei je… Edike… Ki re hotochhari…. Rastar opar theke ak haat e cycle er handle dhore onno haat nariye akta meye tader dakchhe. Tomal ar kuheli 2jon e sedike takalo… Pray songe songei chhute gelo kuheli…… Areeeee…. Gaaargiiiiiiii…. Tuiiiiiiii…… Amon vabe chhutlo je kolkata hole kom pokkhe 3 te garir niche chapa porto… Kintu ekhane gargi naam er meye ta chapa porlo kuhelir alingone. Kuheli tar gola joriye dhorechhe ato jore je ar ektu hole kuheli.. Gargi… Ar cycle… 3jon e goragori kheto. Kono rokome kuheli ke chhariye cycle stand korte korte gargi bollo… Babah… Atokkhon dhore dakchhi… Ki ato kotha bolchhili? Kuheli bollo… Toder cha er dokandar ke khujchhilam. Gargi bollo… Ke?

Jogai da? Se to akkhon bari te ghumachhe… Asbe sei bikale… Jokkhon office theke lok jon phirte suru korbe… Akhon beshi keu ase na. Kuheli bollo… Hmmm sei jonnoi maal potrer sathe “poison” board jhuliye diye gechhe. Gargi bollo… Mane? Kuheli hanste hanste bollo… Oi je? “Gorol”? 2 jon e hense uthlo. 2 bondhu ke punormilon er ektu sujog diye tarpor tomal tader dike hatte suru korlo. Tar chokh kere niyechhe gargi… Apna thekei mukh diye beriye elo akta sobdo… Wow ! Darun misti dekhte meyeta… Tobe rosogolla type noy motei. Vison valo figure. Sosta akta salwar kamij pore achhe… Ektu beshi e dhola… Tarpore o tar shorirer vashkorjo lukiye rakhte pareni. Kuheli ar gargir pashe ese daralo tomal… Gargi nomoskar kore bollo… Kamon achhen tomal da? Ato antorikotar sathe bollo… Jeno tomal tar kotodin er chena. Tomal upolobdhi korlo… Gachher sobuj rong… Dushonhin batash… Dhoa mukto akash er moto antorikota ta o ekhane jibito royechhe. Tomal o misti kore henshe jobab dilo… Valo achhi gargi. Tumi valo to? Gargi matha narlo.

Tomal bollo… Cycle e esechho.. Koto ta dur tomader bari ekhan theke? Gargi bollo… Minute 10ek lagbe hente gele. Tomal bollo… Tahole cholo… Jaoa jak. Tarpor cycle er carrier e nijer suitcase ta tule kuhelir bag ta handle e jhuliye cycle ta nijei thelte laglo tomal.. kuheli ar gargi haat dhora dhori kore pashe pashe cholechhe. Paka rasta chhere tara kancha rastay neme elo… Tomal jigges korlo… E dikta to besh nirjon. Gargi bollo… Han. Age amader barir jokkhon valo shomoy chhilo… Rasta ghat chaora chhilo ar poriskar chhilo. Obostha pore jetei amader songe songe rasta o nijer joulush hariyechhe tomal da… Bishonno aktukro hanshi dekha gelo gargir mukhe. Ak shomoy tara pouchhe gelo gargider barir samne…… …… TO BE CONTINUED……… Je sob meyera golpo kore guder jol khosalen tara amar sathe jogajog korte chaile amake mail korun. Amar e mail id holo [email protected] Kahani padhne ke baad apne vichar niche comments me jarur likhe, taaki hum apke liye roz aur behtar kamuk kahaniyan pesh kar sake – DK