Jonmodiner Upohaar

Bengali Short Story
Manidipa Bhattacharya
4/14/2018
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Shimul ar Polash. Era dui jon premik premika.
Eke oporke bhalobashe.
Chhotto bela theke eder prem.

Sobe ekta golpo lekhar mood eseche, bohudin bade likhte bosechhi, omni pechhon theke comment.

'Pasher bari te thakto?
Debdas theke tukli jharchish toh?’

 Uff esomoy je keno ei apod jalate elo !!
Eto birokto lage !

'Tor kono kaj nei?Sarakhkhon ekhane?' Amar birokti taa ektu beshii jhajhalo hoye berolo jeno.

'Hya, ache toh. Tor Babar heart er osudh ana, Pishir Danter majon, egulo ante hobe na?' Ektu jeno korun shore jobab elo.

'Thik ache thik ache.......se an ge joto khushi, ekhane phoron katte esechish keno?'

'Phoron katte ashini. Tor ma toke dakte bollo, tai esechi’

 'Ma dakche bolle i to hoy, Debdas hyana tyana bolar ki dorkar?’

 'Keno na Paro ke dekhte asche aj...Tai Debdas er dekha pabi ebar.

Choli...Ta Ta..'
'Ki sob ja ta bolchish?...'Ghure takiye kauke dekhte pelam na…Tini udhao....

Ma dakche. Paro Debdas...esob bhabte bhabte niche gelam.

'Ma amake dakchho?'

Ma uttor debar age i dekhlam bairer ghore lok jon eseche….
Baba tader appayon e byasto…
Ma o cha er pot theke cha dite byasto otithider.

Ami giye darate i sobai kemon hoi hoi kore uthlo ebong kichu bojhar agei , koyek dine r modhdhe i amar biye hoye gelo.
Ami Jha kore ekebare Kolkata theke chole aslam Byangaluru te.
Sohore r nam ekhon bodle Bangaluru hoyeche.
Jai hok, Bangalore ba Luru jai hok, Sunlei kemon byang dakche mone hoy.
Othoba Chotobelay byangoma byangomi r golpo porechilam, tar moto.
Byangoma ki sotti kono pakhi?
Google search e ki byangoma pakhi r nam ache?
Laptop, cell Phone to sobar i ajkal  ache...
Internet, Wi Fi sob hater muthoy.

Haay bhogoban, setao dekhchhi achhe.
Byangoma r khonj pelam. Sotti pakhi noy kintu Jhakurmar jhuli theke berono pakhi ekta.
Uff ei internet tao ekta apod hoyeche.
Ja type koro, tai pabe.

Hya, ta ja bolchhilum.
Amar biye holo Bangaluru te elam.

Golpo, er por theke ami ar likhini.Shei Polash Shimul er golpota i amar sesh goppo chhilo probably.

Likhte boshlei amar shei Debdas er, shei sediner ghotonar kotha mone pore, ar lekha hoyna.
Shei  je gelo, ar elona she.
Dekhioni taake.

Proshno jagto majhe modhdhe.
Kar kotha o bolchhilo? ke Debdas holo Paro r jonno?
 Jodi amake to Paro bolchhilo,tobe Debdas ke ?
Debdas ki o ? O tahole amake kichui toh boleini.
Er uttor khunje paouya dorkar.

Kintu Abar , o jodi Debdas na hoy?
Amakei ba .........? Tahole ?

Sei theke  Khata bondho amar.

Ami Ranna kori, khai dai ar ghore cinema dekhi,  Oi ....hya ....TV tei.

Bangla hindi ja pai tai.Tamil, Telgu kichhui bad dei na.
beshir bhag i ami mojar ba comedy cinema i dekhi…

Ei jemon Golmaal returns, Chhennai expresss type movie.

Erokom cholchhilo.....
Ekta movie r title e ekdin hothath amar chhokh atke gelo ekta nam e giye.
Story by: ..............amar nijer nam ta dekhe ektu obak holam.
Oi namta amar? Mane amar golpo niye cinema?
Kintu ami toh golpo deini kauke.
E ke tobe?
Se ki ami?
Kintu ota jodi ami na hoi?

Ei sob saat panch bhebe kul kinara na peye, abar google search er asroy nilam.
Haay Bhogoban, amar nam e to dekhi onek kicchhu ache.
Ki mushkil re baba.
Amar moton ekjon non-celebrity r o eto thikuji kusti internet e?
Celebrity der khub kosto bujhte parlam.

Kintu jeta khujhte gechhilam internet e, seta i pelam na.
Orthath kina amar golpo ota kina jana gelo na.

Moner modhdhe duto khotka majhe majhe i kora narate laglo.

'Aj ektu ready hoye theko, tomay niye bikele ekta party te jabo. Ami office theke taratari phirbo.'

Party te amar jete bhalo lage na. Bore hoye jai.

Bor er phone ta rekhe ami ghori r dike takalam.

Duto theke pakka Tin ghonta seje bor er sathe berolam.

Garite jiggesh korlam kiser party?

O bollo 'Tomar baper bari r kauke dekhle tumi khushi hobe.Ei party ta tar jonno. ‘

Motamuti bujhe gelam, ki hote chholeche.

Mone mone rehearsal kore o nilam, ki bolbo party te giye.

Giye dekhlam amar i jonmodiner surprise party…

Ma baba dada boudi pishi bhutu sobai eseche....

Kintu jake expect korchhilam se toh nei.

Take toh deklam na.Ektu hotash.
Amar raag ta monei roilo.

Kauke jiggesh o korte parlam na...

Ma bollo,'Ki re mukh ta omon sukno dekhachche keno tor?'

Tarpor abar hoi choi .....ebong ek saal er modhdhe amar ekta phutphute meye o jonmalo.

Fast forward kore saat bochhor o par hoye gelo.

Uhu....seti hochche na........
Apnara ki bhabchhen ami jani.
Kintu na.

Amar sat bocchore r bibahito jibone bor er sathe jhogra monomalinno kichhui chhilona.

Sukhi Dampotto jibon.

Meyeke niye amra sukhi.
Amra ghuri ghari, bhutta jhalmuri ice cream o khai abar bideshe o jai, bochhore ek bar toh botei.

Kintu hya.....shei je shei......... amar mone r shei khotka ar jay na.Golar kantar moton ache bindhe.

Ekdin hothath.......
Paris er rastaye ekdin hantchi amra tinjon.

Ekta boi er dokane amar nijer chhobi, ekta french boi er molate dekhe chomke utham.

Boi er molate amar chhobi, amar nam......Tao abar french boi e.....

Abar shei golay dola pakano.......kemon onubhuti.....

 Ei bar amar besh raag i dhorlo.

Ami rege mege dokane dhuklam.

Amar meye boi er samne obak hoye or ma yer chhobi dekhche.


Ami dokake dhuke kauke khonjar chesta korchi…

Amake na jiggesh kore egulo ki barabari noy?

Ar golper nayok nayike Polash Simul.

Cinema r nayok nayikar nam o chhilo Polash Simul.

Ami bujhechhi, oke ami eikhane i pabo......

Dubar i ........ek ....... mil pachchi.........Apnara pachchen na?

Nah........koi? tumi?

pechon theke ekta chena gola r awaj pelam.

'Kemon Surprise dilam?'

Ghar ghuriye jake dekhte chaichhilam, take dekte pelam na.

'Happy Birthday' bole amar bor ekta golap egiye dilo.

Dokaner sobai hoi hoi kore amay ghire happy birthday gan ta gaite laglo ......

Kintu.... .

........Copyright @Manidipa

The Thinker

Chintay Pora Gelo...

Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
2/3/2017
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Boyesh jotoi barche amar budhdhi o temon i komche.

Sukumar Roy er golper moto seshe boyesh barte barte aashi nobboi hoye seshkale more i jabo.

Ar budhdhio komte komte seshe sishur moto hoye jai ar ki?

Ja ja 'kortam na' chotoblay, buro boyeshe tai kori.

Chhoto belay misti khete bhalo bastam na, ar ekhon misti dekhlei.....'

Eke bare i kotha boltam na age, ekhon beshi kotha boli.

Beshi kotha o je boli, setao thik na. Ektu 'Utpotang' kotha boli.

Oproyojonio kotha.

Sejonno, Kotha suru korlei loke birokto/rege jay amar opor.

Ekta nomuna dei.

Ei to sedin. Kotha hochchilo Mitar Boudi r sathe.

Mita bari chhilo na. Ami bose onar ranna kora dekhchhilam.

Uni dim seddo banachchilen.

Ekdom shei Shibram Chakraborty r golper moton.

Ek bus conductor , bus er mohila ke chor mere bosechen.

Mohila kromagoto boro vanity bag khulchilen, choto purse ber korcchilen.

Tarpor Boro bag bondho kore, choto bag khulchilen.

poisa bar kore, choto bag bondho, boro bag khola.

chto bag rekhe boro bag bondho.

Boro bag choto bag khola bondho kore jachhilen kromagoto.

Condutor dum kore rege giye ekta chor mere boshlo mohilake.

Na na , ami chhor marini.

Byaparta besh funny i chhilo.

Mita r boudi ghori dhori, alarm diye diye ranna koren.

Byapar ta khub i odbhut theke chhilo.

Tai hoyto dum kore befansh kotha bole onake chhotiyechhilam.

Boudi prothome Batite jol gorom korlen.Tarpor uni dim gulo chharlen.

Ghorite15 minute alarm set korlen.

15 minute bade, gas off korlen.

abar 15 minute alarm set korlen.

15 minute bade dim gulo niye khosha chharate laglen.

Phanke Phanke uni Murgi dhuye, pathar mangsho ber kore, peyaj kete sob jogar korchen.

Ami kichhui na kore, pa duliye duliye onar ranna kora dekhchilam.

Haa kore bose achhi dekhe, uni sneho bhore, amar sathe tuk tak golpo korchhilen....

Kothay kothay 'SotiDaho prothay' amader golpo chole gelo.
 
Sotidaho protha ekti oti joghonno prchhilo.

Ota ami kono din i  somorthon kori na.

Jokhon oi protha niye kotha uthlo, ami background ke chinta kora suru korlam, keno ei protha r udoy hoyechhilo.

Jolo Jyanto meyeder swami r chitar agune puriye mara nischoy kono shastre lekha thake na.

Keu shechchay morte heyechhilo, tar pore seta ekta trend hoye gechhilo.

She i kotha ta ami onake bole uthte parlam na.

Amar chinta r sathe kothar kono mil nei.

BHabi ek, boli ar ek.

Uni bollen,' Ki borbor age lokjon chhilo. Jolo jyanto meyeder agune puriye marto.'

Ami 'Hya' bole golpo sesh korte partam.

Ta na kore, phosh kore bole boshlam, 'Apnio to borbor tahole.,'

Uni rage tok toke lal hoye uthlen. Bollen 'mane?'

'Na, mane... Apnio to murgi dim patha jyanto mere khachchen'.

Uni bhoyonkor obak hoye bollen, 'Ekjon sikhkhito meye hoye ki kore e kotha bolcho, ami bujhchhina. Manush ar Goru Chagol ek holo?'

Amar torko tao thamlo na.

Bollam,'Prithibi ta ki kebol manush der jonno?'

Boudi:'Goru Chhagol kotha bolte pare?'

Ami:'Kotha na bolle i kete khaben?'

Boudi:'Tumi jao toh. Tomar sathe kotha bolte o amar ichcha korche na...'

Dim, murgi, pathar mangsho kono tai amar khaouya holo na majhkhan theke.

Kono dorkar chhilo na amar nirbodh er moton kotha bolar.


Sei kotha bari phire chhele ke iniye biniye bolte gelam.
 
Chhhele bollo, 'puro dekhchi 'soap opera' ekebare..'

Aro kichu bolte jaouyar agei chhele bole uthlo, ' Amar phaltu kotha shonar somoy  nei.'


Mone ache, biyer age, Amricay ashar age, amader barir jini gari chalaten, tar nam Kanai Sen.
Thakten, 'Ghiye bari lane', na ..kothay jeno.

Ami garite uthei nana golpo suru kortam.

Ekdin ojotha i chinta korte korte onake prostab diyechilam, 'Kanai da, apnar nam ta change kore phelun..'

Uni hese bollen, 'Keno'?

Ami bollam,
'Kanai er bodole Shanai kore phelun.
Ar apnader bari r rastar nam take amra 'Biye bari lane' korte....'

Ete o thamlam na. Bole jete laglam, 'Tahole ki moja hobe taina?'

Bole ekta bichchiri chhora banalam.

Shanai Sen,
Biye Bari Lane
Sekhane tini Thaken...

Nijer chhoray nije i mugdho hoye jiggesh korlam, 'Ki sundor bolun?'

Uni gum hoye boshee roilen.

Ami onake onek bojhabar chesta korechilam..kintu  kono labh hoyni.

Uni istofa diye chhole gelen.

Sedin theke  amar gari chora i bondho hoye gechhilo.

Modda kotha holo, bibhinno ghotonay, keu ar amar sathe kotha bolte chayna.

Kotha bolle sobai ekebare chotitong.


Ei sob Moha somoshsha o jhontat erate ami kotha bola kom korte laglam.


Ekhon tai kotha na bole,  chinta ta beshi kori.


Sarakhkhon i chinta kori.

Sokale chinta kori, bikale chinta kori.

Jege chinta, Ghumeo chinta.

Boshe chinta, suye o chinta.


Motmat chinta koratai amar ekmatro kaj.


Sarakhkhon mathay chinta ghur ghur kore..


Bhalo bhalo chinta.


Ki kore poribesh dushon mukto kora jay.

Ki bhabe goribi hothano jay.

Boyosko bekti der sahajjo kora jay.

Kinba ami America r President hole, byaparta thik kemon hoto bhebei ami khub anono pai.


Priyo bonhu ke bolte i o bollo,' Ronda r , 'the thinker' hoye gechish tui.

Seta sune ami seta niye o chinta suru korlam.

Jeta suni, seta niye i chinta suru kori...


Achcha, 'The Thinker' ki khali chinta i koreche?'

'Ei je eto bochor chinta korche, tar ki kono suraha korte pereche?'

'Kono somoshshar somadhan ki o khuje peyeche?'


Bhabi, kintu kauke jiggesh korte parina.

Bhabt bhabte ...Ami  thik shei 'Thinker' chobtar moto pose diye bose roilam kichhukhkhon.


Meye samne diye jachchilo.


Amake oi bhabe bose thakte dekhe ar kono kotha bolar sujog o dilo na.

Jor kore daktar er kache niye gelo.


American daktarni.


Bollo,'What is the problem?'

Bollam 'Not my problem, my daughter's'.


Shunei amar meye bhoyonkor rege giye amar dike kotomot kore takalo.


Meyer bhoye ami bollam,' No ..I mean my daughter gets angry while I think!'


Daktarni ar meyer chokhe chokhe ki kotha holo.


Daktarni norom shore jiggesh korlo,'what do you mean?'


Bollam, 'I think, there fore I am.'


Daktarni khub obak hoye cheye roilo.


Ami daktarni r cheye thaka dekhe ebare oke niye bhabte suru korlam.


Bhabte bhabte ami onno jogote chole gelam.


Daktarni amar meye ki bolche ami ar kichui sunte pelam na.


Aste aste hath pa gulo jeno kemon oshar hoye jete laglo.


Tar por pathorer moto sokto hoye jete laglam.

Ami sposto bujhte parchhi je ami ekta pathorer skulpture e  porinoto hote chholechi.

Besh bujhlam, ami ar benche nei.....


Benche uthte i dekhte pelam ami haspatale suye achhi.

Barir sob lokjon edike odike chhoriye chhitiye ache.

Priyo bondhu ti  amar mukher dike takiye ache.

Ami jiggesh korlam, 'Ami ki "Thinker" hoye gechi...?'

O bollo,'Pray hoye jachchili. Gari chapa pore morte bosechili...Ki chinta korte korte rasta par hochchili bolto?'

Rasta? Gari? Tahole.....shei Daktarni ? Thinker ?

Abar ami chintay dube gelam....

Copyright.....@Manidipa

My two Questions

Duto Proshno Chhilo
Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
1/3/2017
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Duto proshno amake tariye beray.
Proshno duto niye ami ghure berai.

Aj pray bohu bochhor holo, era duijone amar mathaye entuli r moto lege ache.

Proshno duto amar ekjon kau ke korar chilo.
Kora hoyni.

Khub i sohoj duto proshno.
'Ekhon o bhalo basho?'.... 'kokhon o beshechile?'

Konoi karon nei ei proshner uttor pabar.

Kenoi ba ei proshner uttor amay petei hobe ami janina.

Sob proshner uttor keno manush pete chay?

Ar chaile i ki pay?

Ei je sedin hothath kore Monar tin bochore chheler blood cancer holo, Jayar bonjhi Autism syndrome niye jonmalo, er kono uttor ache?

Bigyan ba Science, er report diye debe ekhkhuni.

Dip ke bollei 'Gene' theory diye ekta thesis likhe phelbe.

Karim Bhai  neuclear physics er fundamental theroy diye explain kore deben.

Amar bhai simple chemical imbalance er totto aurabe.

Kintu keno r uttor tubo o paouya jayna.

Gotokal i toh,  office er bandhobi Ann er khobor nite phone korechhilam.

Ann er 35 bochorer sukhi bibabhito jibon. Bechari bohudin holo Cancer e bhugche.

Operation, radiation, chemo therapy etc. niye dosh bochor motamuti bhaloi thakar chesta koreche.

Adhunik bigyan er unnotir karonei tike ache.

Bigyan er onek i hath ache amader tikiye rakhar.

Jeta bolchilam, phone kortei Ann er haau haau kanna.

Bhablam abar osustho bujhi.

Onek koste jana gelo, or swami debota olpo boyoshka songini peye Bibabo bichched er notice pathiyechen Ann ke.

Keno?

'Gene' totto? nuclear physics? chemical imbalance?

Ami bujhina. Bujhte parina.

Amake oneke i bojhabar chesta korechen, kintu amar mathay dhokena.

 okal kushmando jake bole.

Keu bolen, bhgoban e biswas na thakle ei porinoti.

Keu bole 'Hoj' korte jaouya uchit, 'panch vakt' namaj porle bhalo.

Keu bole church e giye pap dhule sob somoshshar somadhan.

Karur abar tabij, rokhkha koboj, angti, groho, rotno dharon , peer baba r proti okhondo biswas.

Ek kothay nanan munir nanan mot.

Ektu gombheer alochona hoye jachche.

Pathok brindo ekhkhuni golpo ta na pore i bondho kore phelben.

Gyan er kotha keu sunte chayna.

Ami onek chesta kori kintu sofol hoi na.

Shei proshner kothay chole jai.

Mathay ghur ghur kora proshno duto niye kothay jai, kar kache jai bujhte pari na.

Chotobela theke i amar mathaye onek kichu ghur ghur kore.

Ekhane daktar ke bollei 'mathar byamo' bole sondeho korbe.

Ekbar identify kore dile ar tar hath theke rehai nei.

Ma baba swami poribar  ghore baire office e marka mara hoye jabo.

Otoyeb, daktar?  noibo noibo cho.

Bhogobane biswas nei. Gurudeb tabij  koboj e aastha nei . Kothay jai?

Nijer bor er kache to jaouya jayna. Tini holen swami.

Amar swami debota ti chomotkar lok.

Nijer jogote thaken. Professor manush.

Tini Koyla dushon niye khub i chintito.

Poribesh dushon mukti niye uni khub ii byasto.

Kono jhamela nei bhodroloker.

Nijer kheyale thaken,  Proti ta kortobbo palon koren thik thak.

Biyer pore sobai ek bakke bolechhilo, 'hirer tukro jamai'.

Ranga pishi bolechhilo,' Shib er moton bor peyechish, baki sob bhule ja..'

Seta bhulte i to parchina ami.

Amar konoi obhab nei, oshanti nei, kintu tao ei proshno duto tariye berachche.

Khub kacher mansuh, priyo bondhu, jar opor jhogra, rag, obhimaan sob kora jay, shei manush ta ke  ki proshno kora jay?

Kintu tao bhablam, ami proshno duto korboi.

Phone korbo? Na ki samna samni proshno ta korbo?

Deshe gele or sathe dekha kore bolbo?

Biye r por shei je America y elam, tarpor kono din deshe jaouya hoyni beshidin er jonno.

Dubar i giyechhilam. Tao ek soptaher beshi thaka hoyni.

Dekha hoyni amader.

Amii dekha korini ichche kore i.

Amar 'ohong'  bodhe aghat legechhilo.

Sanskrit e 'Ohong' er ortho 'Aami'.

Amra 'Aami' ke niye i benche thakte bhalobashi bodhoy.


Ami biyer por pon korei esechilam, or sathe kotha bolbo na, dekha o korbo na.

Onek Rag, dukhkho, obhiman , ohonkar sob sathe putuli kore bendhe i enechhilam.

Beshidin thakte parini.


Prothom  phone ta amii korechhilam.

E deshe eka eka dom bondho hoye asto. Kotha bolar songir khub obhab.

Bondhu nei, ma nei , baba nei, para protibeshi keu nei.

Emon ki kono kajer mashi o nei.

Roj 'bha bha' kore kandte bostam.

Professor saheb amake kandte dekhle ki korben bujhten na.

Parle unio kandte bosen amar sathe.

Osthir bhabe paychari korten.

Kaj kormo bondho kore, ei jotil somoshshar somadhan khonjar chesta korten bodhoy. 


Tai amii  kanna bhule , chokher jol muche oke phone korechhilam.

Or barir phone numberta bhaggish chhilo.

Tar por theke, phone e toh amader pray i kotha hoy.

Ekhon o i kore.

Proti soptahe ekbar to phone korbei.

Khonj khobor kore.


Amra ajkal onek  i kotha boli.

Ami to onek Rag kori, Jhogra kori.

Phone chara o, ajkal Text message, Whatsapp hoy.

 eto jojajog thakleo , kokhon o karur bektigoto jibon niye kono proshno korini amra.

Miththe bolbo na.

Korar chesta amar chhilo.

Seta o moner modhdhe i chhepe rekhechhi.

Tar sathe oi dui proshno toh ache i.

Ar indirectly kichhu proshno korle, er jobab o sochchonde eriye jay.

Eta or chiro kaler gun.

Amader khub i bondhutto chhilo.

Eksathe khachchi ghurhi cinema boimela i jachchi.

Amra chhoto theke ek i paray manush hoyechhi.

Pore ora notun bari banay Salt lake e chhole jay.

Ta sotte o o protidin asto. College pherot, office pherot.

Amra chhilam eke oporer khub kacher lok.

Kintu e porjontoi.

Er baire o o kichhu boleni. Amio bolini.

Ar oi je bollam, kono complex proshner uttor o sochchonde eriye jete pare.

Jokhon Proffesor saheb er sathe biye thik holo, ami oke biyer khobor ta janalam.

As usual, o khub sohoj bhabei niyechhilo.

Or torof er konoi tap uttap na dekhe ami khub i hathash hoyehhilam sedin.

Jeta sonar asha chhilo, seta sunte na pere, matha gorom hoye uthechhilo aste aste.

Shei matha gorom niye i ma babar  pochonder patrer sathe America y amar biye hoye gelo.

Biye te o o esechhilo. Barir chhele hoye onek kaj korchhilo.


Emon ki piri dhore, sat pakh ghuriyechilo.

Or chokher bhasha ami porte parini.

Ami or chokher dike takai ni, takate parini.

Takale i amar  durbolota prokash kore phelbo.

Ei bhoye ami o oke sochchonde eriye jabar chesta korechhilam.


Aj golpo ta likhte boshe ami thik korlam ami  aj oke phone kore i proshno duto korbo.
Korboi korbo.

Shei duto proshner hath theke ami aj o mukti paboi pabo.

Golpo lekha bondho kore  boshar ghore elam.

Kichu na bhebei or barir phone e phone korlam.

O na thakle o or ma r sathe kotha bola jabe ei bhebe.

Ekta bachchar gola peye ektu obak holam.

Bachchata jokhon adho adho golay bollo,' Baba to office geche....' ar kotha na bariye phone er line ta kete dilam.

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A Bird and A Storm

Ekta Kotha-Na-Bola-Pakhi o Ghurni Jhor
Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
January 1st, 2017.
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Onek din bade golpo lekhchi.
Pathok brindo, khoma korben.

Ashole, golpo lekhar subject chilo na.
Routine jibon.
khaoua ghum, abar khao, abar ghum.
E niye toh ar golpo lekha jayna.

tahole e golper bishoy bostu ki?
bostu kichu nei, bishoy ache.

heyali na kore jhere kashun toh!
thanda lageni toh, kashbo kemon kore?

Timepass!! ki sob pakhi r golpo likhben bollen, seta ki?
hya, amar bari te ekta kotha-na-bola-pakhi ache…tar i kotha…

Jhor phor ki sob bollen?
kotha-na-bola-pakhi jokhon kotha bole, tokhon ghurni jhor boye jay.

ki sob bhat bokchen?
bhat na, jhor.ghurni jhor.

mane?
mane holo, ei jemon pakhi ta jei bole ,’oi ma’, omni bujhi pakhi kotha bolbe.

‘oi ma’?
ekjactly.

 jemon? ekjample?
Ei jemon dhorun ekdin emon holo ami ghumachchi … hothath majh raate  ghum bhenge dekhlam pakhita chupti kore dariye ache…ami dhorfor kore uthlam..pakhita aste kore bollo, ‘oi ma’…

koto boro pakhi je chupti kore dariye thake? tarpor?
ami to bujhlam ei bare ghurni jhor asche…

chitkar kore bollam, ‘ki hoyeche, kotha-na-bola-pakhi?’
O bollo,’ektu daante byatha korche…’

Pakhir daante byatha ? kichu bujhchina…bole jan.
Songe songe Emergency te niye jaouya, bhoyonkor byapar…
daktar bollo, ‘severe infection kaane. Oi tukun chhele r eto sojhjho sokti?’

Oh, ei bare bujhlam, apnar chheler kotha bolchhen…kon boyesher golpo?
Tokhon or boyesh aat hobe.

Ahare, mar ghum bhenge jabe, tai dakte pareni..
Hya, tai ami khub bhoye bhoye thaki, kokhon abar pakhita kotha bole uthbe…

‘Oi ma?’
hya…

Aro bolun…
Ar nei..golpo sesh.

Ar nei? Eta abar ekta golpo holo naki?
Hya holo.

Ajob pagol mairi.. Aro ghotona nischoi ache..
Ache kintu bolbo na.

Keno bolben na?
Amar ichche korche na, tai..

Tahole bollen keno?
Tokhon ichche korechhilo.

Apni moshai daktar dekhan.
Keno?

Apnar kotha barta normal noy.
konta normal kotha barta?

Apni ordhek kotha bolen.
Apni je beshi kotha bolen?

Manush to kotha bolbei. Etai swabhabik.
Seta apna r songa.

Amar na. Boi e lekha ache.
Apni likhechen ?

Ami keno likhbo?
Tahole janlen kemon kore?

Porechi…
Kon boi e? Setai toh jante chaichi..

Oto ki mone ache naki?Bhogoban mukh diyechen keno?
Keno?

Koth bolar jonno.
kotha to bollam.

Hya, kintu apnar kotha barta normal na.
ki kore bujlen?

Apnar ei golpo ta jara porben, tara i bolben.
Apni chhenen tader?

Chenar ki ache?
Tahole ki kore bujhlen tara normal?

Apnar sathe tokko kore labh nei. Ami chollam.
Aha chhoten keno? Ar ekta golpo boli.

Ki golpo?
Ami ekta beshi-kotha-bola-pakhi ke jani..Se jokhon kotha suru kore ar….

Ki holo? chole jachchen keno?

Ar kotha bolben na?

Golpota ektu sune jan..

Sei beshi-kotha-bola-pakhi ta jokhon kotha bondho kore, tokhon i ghurni jhorer abhash paouya jay.

Ki he? tao kkotha bolben na?…

Jah !!


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Follow your dreams

Follow Your Dreams

Short poem by Manidipa Bhattacharya

12/4/2014

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Let go your anger
Let go your fear
Let go your family
They were never yours.

Let go your belongings
Let go your bondings
Let go your children
They were never yours.

Let go your frustations
Let go your stress
Let go your loved ones
They were never yours.

Hold onto your dreams
Hold onto your thoughts
Hold onto your memories
They were truly yours.

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I, Be Good

Bhalo Hoye Choli

Bengali Short Story

By Manidipa Bhattacharya

11/30/2014

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Shei chottobela y sekha chhora tar prothom line duto ami roj aurai:

mone monei,

’sokale uthiya ami mone mone boli,

saradin ami jeno bhalo hoye choli’….

Bhalo hoye chholar mane ta ki ?

Tar mane ki, ami kharap?

Bhalo kharaper songa ta ki?

Ei lok tai ba bolar ke?

Bhabte bhabte ei kobitar lekhoker opor khappa hoye uthlam bejay.

Lekha ta kar?

Internet e khujte boshlam.

Ajkal internet e sob i khuje pai.

Kothar mane, spelling, rannar recipe, barir thikana,

emon ki, amar nijer nam, dham, thikana, boyesh o khuje pai ekhane.

Boyesher kothay mone porlo, shedin Mrs. Basu nijer boyesh jokhon lukachchilen amar kache, ami tokhon internet e onar sothik boyesh ta….

Jak, she kotha.. Ki jeno khujhchi?

Onekhkhon khojar por ami realise korlam ami Deepika Parukoner latest gossip column porchhi mon diye.
Jeta ami khub i bhalobashi. Joto gossip, rumours.....

Tahole....?
Cinema theatre i hochche mul culprit.

Tai ….

ami hoyto kharap ii..........

Joto noster mul ei Cinema.

Chhotobela theke i cinema amay tanto.

‘Ulto Roth’ bole ekta magazine ba boi chhilo, tate nanan filmstars der chhobi, ar boroder golpo thakto.

Boroder golpo porar ekta alada moja chhilo.

Mayer kora shashon dingiye kichhu korar swad chhilo chomotkar.

Tarpor dhora pore bokuni, mar, chor chapati kheye o sikhkha hotona.

Tar mane…

etai bojha jachche, ami kharap i chilam chirokal.

Kobita ta porar konoi sufol ba asar pore ni khub ekta amar opor bojha jachche!

Nah, bhalo amake hotei hobe.

Bhalo kichu boi porte hobe, bhalo kichhu cinema dekha jete pare.

‘Kindle’ e boi, ar internet TV tei cinema ache.

Sofa theke norar o dorkar nei.

Emnitei ami bhoyonkor kure.

Ma bolto kurer badshah!

Badshah bolar ki dorkar chilo bujhina!!

Bad shah …oh no, it is bad, bhery bhery bad.

Amader bangalider ekta alada bornomala hoya uchit.

‘Bangla’ ebong ‘Benglish'.

Jara bangla porte paren na, kingba, paren kintu computer e ba facebook e banglay lekhen, tader jonno bornomala invent ba abishkar er bhalo sujog.

Ekhon ei ‘Benglish' bornomala r i kodor beshi.

Chena jana bondhu bandhob sobai ‘Benglish' i use koren.

'Ki re kemon achish?'

kingba

 'aj ki korchho? Chole esho , Ilish mach ranna korechi....' ityadi

Kichu prachhin ponthi bondhu ba atmiyo lekhen, ‘ How are you?’

Tader ke o ami ‘Benglish' ei reply dei, ‘bhaloi'…..

Tar jobab ashe, ‘so, what are you upto?’

Ami kothatar mane bujhi na, tai uttor dite pari na.

‘Upto’ ? sheta ki?

ke jane baba!!!

Notun kichhu word o bujhte doshbar dhonk gilte hoy.

‘LoL’,’XO XO’,’RIP’….

Nana dhoroner shortcut beroy roj roj.

Eke loker nanan kaj, office, bari, batcha kachcha, stress…

Life is too busy.

More jayoya bekti r jonno o puro kotha lekhar somoy nei karur. ‘Rest in Peace..’ likhte loker khub kosto hoy. 'RIP' likhei kaj saren.

Short cut!! 

Age iskul college e guti koyek bodhu bandhob thakto, parar bondhura, office e kichu, mohila somiti ba park er songira, chele meye nati puti ei chhilo jibon.

Ekhon Facebook er zamanay eto somoy kothay?

Ghorir kanta lafiye lafiye egiye choleche.

Life is too short..

Kom somoye ja kichu korar kore phelte hobe…

Need to achieve something!!Need to be famous!!

Chholo, kichhu kore dekhai…

Facebook eshe kemon duniya i palte dilo.

Protteker 800/1000 ta kore bondhu.

Kichu ochena, kichu chena.

Chena bondhur modhdhe proti niyoto protijogita.

Ke egiye, ke pichhiye!!

E Cancoon, to o Africa……E Obama, to she Modi……

Photo,Camera,Smile !!

Picture says it all..

Jug jug jiyo facebook..

Kotha theke ki kothay chole gelam.

Bhalo cinema khuje na peye, chomotkar ebong phyatra ekta hindi movie dekhlam boshe.

Amar baba jeguloke bolto ‘Trash!!’
'Ki sob Trash dekhchho, TV te?'

Trash!!

News, Classical Music ba Rabindrosongeet chhara TV te ar sob i chhilo Trash. 

Dekha baron chhilo Hindi movies. Hindi gan chholle bolto 'Paner Dokan peyechho?'
Kora shashon.
Discipline.
Majhe sajhe 'Sat Panke Bandha' ba 'Chhoddobeshi' ..type er cinema dekhar onumoti milto.

Tao dekhtam Trash, lukiye, baron korleo!! Sei je bollam, bhalo ami chilam na kono kalei.

Shei proti week e ekbar ‘chitrahar’ dekha…

‘Black and white’ o pore, ‘colored’ television e.

Age sob kichute anondo onubhob kortam.

She ki uttejona, jokhon ‘Pele’ ashlo football khelte Kolkatay,

ba eksathe, cha muri chanachur niye, world cup cricket dekha.

Robibarer sokaler shei ‘mohabharat’ serial dekha T.V te…rasta ghat sunsan, phanka……

Aah….bhimroti dhorlo ki amar?

Jagjit singh er gazal, ‘woh kagaj ki kasti’ likhte boshlam dekhi…

Nah…

Trash movie na dekhe, bhalo boi pora jak borong.

‘Sesher kobita’ ki bhalo boi?

‘Amit-o’ o ‘Labonyo’…uuff ki romantic !

Kingba, Sorot Chondrer Porineeta .

Na na, Saif ar Bidya Balan er acting er ‘Parineeta’ movie tar kotha bolchi na.

Boi porar je anondo, seta TV dekhe ba internet e pore she anondo hoyna.

Boi porte porte, kolponay meshano choritre nijeke miliye debar ki odbhut onubhuti.

Shei ronge anka, shopner prithibi , jeta chhilo amar nijoshsho.
Khub kachcher.

Thik shei onubhuti ekhon hoy, jokhon, deshe nijer barite jai,
bagane r neem gach tar dike takiye akash ta dekhi.
Surjer alo ta edik odik diye chhoriye pore.
Shalik Pakhi duto ek mone amake dekhe.

 Chhotto o boro belar shei smriti, ek er por ek chobi bheshe othe moner album e,


Ei gulo Facebook er ‘status’ e  kokhon o update kora hoyni.
Jate nei kono ‘Like’ o.

Moner gobhire lukhiye thaka shei chhoto chhoto golpo gulo.
Bhalo kharap er jar kono hiseb nei.

Dhuttor, shei buroder moton bigoto diner smriti romonthon.

Ami ki buro hoye gelam tobe?

Pak dhoreche, chule bote!!

Hair Color na korle chholche na aar. Highlight o korate hobe chhul e.

Eye brow pluck, facial ta ei hoptatei korte hobe.

Next weekend e office party, Mrs Guptar bari dinner, Manashi r birthday celebration……uuuff, koto kaj!!

Aj Macy’s dokane e sale o cholche bhalo.

'Ladies night out' e ghyama dress kinte hobe…Photote abar mota lage nijeke.

High heel pole paye byatha kore…

Ta hole o ekta matching juto kinbo.

purse o to lagbei.

Diamond earring tai porbo?

Last time, Minakshi khub show off korchhilo…

Ar Ranjana r ‘Sabyasachhi’ r saree r collection dekhle to ga jole jay..!!

Oh no!!

Abar ami !!!…….

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Dialogue

Kothopokothon

Bengali Short story

By: Manidipa Bhattacharya

12/27/2013.

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Ar ekta bochhor o sesh hote chollo…Din gulo kemon huh u kore sesh hoye jachche.

Somoy take atkano jachche na.

Protidin karur na karur mrittu r khobor pai.

Bochhor er sesh ta y jeno osubho kharap khobor gulo beshi sunte thaki.

Khoborer kagoj, news channel eo nana khobor thake.

Ei obdi likhechhi sobe, tokhon I Joy elo.

‘Ki likhchish?’

‘Ei jonmo mrittu niye bhabchhi…’ Ami bollam.

‘Jonmo thakle mrittu to hobei.’ Joy chair tene boshe amar lekha ta porte laglo.

Ami bollam,’achcha ,aar sobar mrittu ek bhabei keno hoyna?

Joy: ‘Sobar jibon o to ek I rokomer noy.’

Ami:’Ekta shishu jonmale jemon take niye amra uttejonay mete uthi, sei bhabe I mrittu keo celebrate korle kemon hoy?

Joy:’Bhaloi hoy…’

Ami:’Bachcha jonmale, se kande, bakira hashe, manush morle amra keno kandi?’

Joy:’Tui bhab…’

Ami:’E bochhhor ta te amar ekta jeno bhaber udoy dekhte pachchi.’

Joy:’Tai?’

Ami:’Hya,Bhebe dekhlam, ami onek bhul korechhi jibone…’

Joy:’Tao bhalo..’.

Ami:’Nijek sodhrano to dure thak,borong onnoder dosh diyechhi nijer bhule…’

Joy:’Ei suru holo…..’

Ami:’Ekhon dekhchhi, ‘Jah baba, bakira thik, ami I bhul…:’’

Joy:’Matha ta dhorte choleche..’

Ami:’ Sei theke na, ami,  ortordonde bhuge I cholechhi.’

 

‘Uff baba, tor gyaner kotha sunte sunte pagol hoye gelam…Din ke din tui osojhjho hoye uthechish kintu!!’

Priyo bondhu Joy er khoncha mara suru holo amake.

‘Hya, ta bote…. ajkal ektu beshii gyan dichchi…Ashole bhalo hobar chesta korchhi..’

‘Tui tham…gyan gulo nije r modhdhe I rakh.’

‘ na , mane egulo sune Jodi karur upokar hoy..!!’

‘Upokar hochche na..osojhjho lagche…’

‘Kon ta?amar gyan?’

‘Toke’

‘Tahole sobai sikhbe ki kore?’

‘Onnoder sekhabar age,  nije sekh age bhalo kore..’

‘Nije theke sikhechhi bole I to….’

‘Ar ekta kotha bolechhish ki, ami chhole jabo..’

Joy er ei ultimate dhomkani tea mi chup korte badhdho holam.

Kintu kotha gulo amar peter modhdhe jeno kemon kilbil kore.

Na bole shanti pai na.

 

Mushkil ta holo, shonar lok nei.

Keu I shunte chay na.Sobai kebol bolte chay.

‘Garbage in, garbage out’ bole ekta kotha ache….’

Manush sara jibone joto ta shone, morar age mone hoy toto tai bole jete hoy….

Joy ke bolte gelam se kothata, khya khyak kore othlo…

 

‘Tui nije bojh, amake bojhate hobe na..Pagol kore dichchish amader..’

‘Achcha baba, ar bolbo na…’

‘Amake na , kauke na…’

‘Ami to kauke boli na…..’

‘Bolish…lokeder bore kora tor shobhab…’

‘Tui to dekhchhi, amar pichhe I pore achhish…’

‘Tui o tai…’

‘Moteo na..’

‘Jokhon theke esechhi, tokhon theke ghyanor ghyanor…’

‘Ektu bolte o parbo na?’

‘Na….’

‘Keno?’

‘Ajob toh, ki proshno!!!’

‘Ki proshno korlam abar?’

‘Ei je bolli, ‘keno’?’

‘Tui I to bolli , ‘Na’ ‘

‘Tui to sarakhkhon bolei chholechish, tai ‘Na’ bollam…’

‘Tui o to kom kichhu bolchhish na…’

‘Tui bolchhish dekhe I amay bolte hochche…’

‘Ami to bhalo kotha I bolchhi…’

‘Bolish na’

‘Ki?’

‘Doya kore tham…’

‘Achcha thamlam…Tui jokhon sunbi I na…..’

‘Ami na khali, keu I sunbe na…ar tui bolbi o na…’

 

‘Thik ache ami mukh bondho ri rakhbo..’

‘Ar likhbi o na….’

‘‘tor ei dhoper gyaner kotha keu sunte chay na…’

‘Tui porish keno?’

‘Porbo bole I to likhish…’

‘Toke poranor jonno to likhi na’

‘Jake I porabar jonno likhish, seta I likhish na…’

‘Tui bolar ke?’

‘ami je I hoi, tor bhalor jonno I bolchhi..’

‘Amar bhalo korar jonno I tor jonmo hoyeche bujhi?’

‘Phaltu eto baje bokte parish tui !!’

‘Tui I ba ki emon non-phaltu bokchis’?

‘Bhogoban tor mukh ta diyeche, brain ta dite bhule geche…’

‘Bhogoban to toke amar brain gulo diyeche, tai na?’

‘Excess thakle to dito, kintu eto I kom porechhilo tor bhage…’

‘Toke bhogoban eshe bole geche bujhi?’

‘Bhogoban ke bolte hobe keno, dekhle I bojha jay…’

‘Dekhe I tui bujhe jash? Bhogoban toke onek I brain diyeche bojha jachche..’

‘Thambi tui? Tokhon theke boke I cholechhe….’

Joy er ei proshner pore ami thamlam thik I, kintu oke uchit jobab debar jonno ami kotha bhabte laglam….

‘Chol cinema dekhe ashi..’ Joy bollo.

Ami bollam ‘na’

Joy:’Keno?’

Ami:’Sob kotha toke bolbo keno?’

Joy:’Bolish na, nije r I to pet dhol hobe kotha bolar jonno…’

Ami’Tui I to amake bolechhish kotha na bolte…’

Joy’Baje kotha bolte baron korechhi..Ek kotha ghyanoy ghyanor…’

Ami’Sunte chash na , Tobe abar jiggesh korchhish keno?’

Joy:’Bollam tor gyaner kothaa sunte chai na’

Ami:’Ja I kotha boli, tui bolbi gyaner kotha..’

Joy:’Normal kotha bola jay na?’

Ami:’Kemon normal kotha suni !!’

Joy:’tor sathe kotha bolata ek prokar er shasti..’

Ami:’Ar tor kotha gulo puroshkar, tai na?’

Joy:’Paye pa lagiye tui jhogra korte bhalobashish..’

Ami:’Jhogra ta ami korchhi na tui?’

Joy:’Meyera I jhogra kore beshi…’

‘Tui ki kore jabli?

‘Boi pore…jeta tui porish na..’

‘Kon boi  e lekha ache kothata?’

‘Tui janbi ki kore, boi I to porish na…’

‘Otoi Jodi boi er kotha follow korish, tahole amar lekha pore ga jole keno?’

‘Ke bollo gaye jala dhore?’

‘Tai niye I to etokhkhon amra jhogra korchhi…’

‘Ami  jhogra kori na…’

‘Etokhkhon tahole ki korli?’

‘uuuf tui ekta mathamota’

‘Ar tui ki jeno? Mathaola lok?’

‘Abar….suru holo..’

Ki hoyeche toder? Sei thek jhogra I kore chholechish.’

Ma hathe cha jolkhabar niye esheche amader jonno…

‘Bah, luchi torkari? ‘ Joy hath dhute gelo !!

‘Ma, tumi ki sob somoy bhalo chhile?’ jiggesh korlam….

‘Ne kha to, bok bok korishna….’ Ma chole gelo…

Joy phire elo, ami jiggesh korlam, ‘ami ki sudhui boki?’

Joy:‘Mane?’

Ami,’Mane, ami khali bok bok kori?’

Joy:’Is this something new?’

Ami:’Mane?’

Joy:’Mane ta tui janish..’

Ami:’Tui bol…ar ekbar suni..’

Joy:’Keno?’

Ami:’Keno abar ki?’ Tui I to bolli…

Joy:’Ami ki bollam? Tui I to start korli?’

Ami:’Hya ba na te jobab dile I hoto’

Joy:’Ki jobab debo seta o bole dibi Jodi, tahole jiggesh kora keno?’

Ami’Paye pa diye abar jhogra korchhish?’

Joy:’Kar pa?’

Ami:’Mane?’

Joy:’Pa duto Jodi ek joner hoy?’

Ami:’Thik, dutoi tor…’

Joy:’Tui I suru korechhili, tai ota tor pa…’

Ami:’Bangla porechhish? Janish kotha tar mane?’

Joy:’Gyani to tui…sob janta…’

Ami:’Tui tahole ki?’

Joy:’Ami….tor gyan sonar lok..’

Ami:’Tahole sunchish na keno?’

Joy:’Cinemay jabi?’

Ami:’Kon cinema?’

Joy:’ Uff ….’

Ami:’Chol, jai………’

 

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