Dure Kothaye
Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
8/26/2011
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Sokale uthei Mili bhablo sukhobor ta janay Dipu ke….
Dipu bodhhoy ghum thekeo otheni tokhon…
Phone ta korte ii khyak khyak kore uthlo Dipu…
'Eto bhorbelay phone keno korechho? Kal rate to dertay phirlam party theke'..
Phone korar karon shune aro jole gelo Dipu…
Rager golay bollo,’Ki bolle, Kerala y jachcho de-toxification korabe?Matha Fatha thik ache toh?’
Ajkal Dipu ektutei birokto hoye othe Mili r kothay…Age hole…..
She jak ge she kotha,
Khotang kore rekhe dilo phone ta Mili.
Ei niye cholbe badanubad bohudin bujhlo…
Jokhon Tina r phone ashe, tokhon to rat jege kotha bole Dipu….Ar ami phone korlei birokto… Mone mone Dipu ke galagali dite dite Mili khoborer kagoj ta niye boshlo…
Kagojer dike takiye ache Mili , kintu porche na ekbindu bujhlo o…
Janla diye Lal garita eshe daralo dekhlo barir samne…Dekhe mon ta bhalo hoye uthlo Milir.Robibar sokale Rishir garita expect koreni Mili…
Janla diye mukh baralo Mili…
Isharay Rishi aste bollo Mili ke……Gari niye long drive e jachche bodhhoy Rishi…
Bhaloi holo, rag ta komano jabe Rishir garite ghurte berole….
Jamakapor change kore, kono krome jeans ar T-shirt pore, hathe paurooti niye eshe garite bosholo Mili….
‘Ki byapar ?Kothay jachchi ?’ Mill seat belt lagate lagate bollo…
‘Eto proshno keno?’ Rishi Bollo…
‘Paurooti khabe?’ Mili jiggesh korlo…
‘Paurooti ekta khabar jinish holo?’ Rishi gari chalate chalate bollo…
‘Ki khabar jinish tahole?’
‘Ei je Sunroof khule dilam, batasher haouya khao…prokriti ke enjoy koro…sarakhkhon khai khai keno?’
‘Prokriti dhuye jol khabo?’ Dipu r kothata mone pore gelo….Dipu ar Rishi kotoi na tofat dujoner!!!
Dipu r o nischoy erokom mone hoy!! Tina ar Mili , kotoi na tofat dujoner….!!
Tina, roga Slim, attractive young…sarakhkhon togbog kore phutche….
Mili, ektu golgal ghorouya meye…parle leper tolay ii sarata jibon katiye dey…
Dipu r bhashay, ghorouya meyer requirement nei ajkal chheleder kache…Party,Bondhu Bandhob, Dance,Night Club egulor jug….
Robindrosongeet sekha Milir kache night club er taroshsho chitkare kane tala lage……..
Barite boshe pa po harmonium e gan sunei bodhhoy Dipu paliye bencheche Tinar kache giye….Ki sundor sararat dujone phushur phushur phone e kotha bole, golpo kore…Kore I jay….Ar Milir to Cynderella Syndrome ache….Nota bajlei ghume dhole pore……….She bondhur bari ii hok, ochena party ii hok…nijer bariii hok…Cynderella Syndrome nam ta Rishi ii diyeche…….
Sune Milir khub moja legeche.
Gari thamiye Rishi khabarer dokane dhuklo…
Mili ar namlo na….Ipod chaliye classical gan sunte boshlo…
Dure jeno Holde garita darano dekhte pelo. Dipu ekhane? Eto sokale?
Neme dekhte jabe bhablo, dekhlo Rishi duto coffee niye asche….
Coffee khete gari theke namlo…
Rishi cigerette jalalo…Mili or hath theke niye, ektan marlo…
Coffee ar cigerrette ta bhaloi jay…
Mili kodin porei chain smoker hoye jabe mone hoy.
Age jokhon Dipu kheto tokhon o majhe sajhe cigerette kheto.
Infact chhotobela theke prayi babar,ddar cigerrette churi kore kheto…Churi kore khaouyay ekta odbhut anondo ache…Churi kore sob kichhu koratei anondo ache, Mili bhablo….
‘Tomar bondhu o eseche dekhlam, coffee kinche…’ Rishi bollo Mili ke.
‘Oh,’ bole Mili cigerette e taan marlo..
‘Songe ekjon sundori mohila ache..’ Abar Rishi bollo…
‘Oh..’,bole abar cigerette ar coffee te mon dilo Mili…
‘Purotai to mere dile..' bole Rishi ebare duto Cigerrette dhoriye ekta Mili keo dilo…
Araame sukhtan dite dite dekhlo Dipu egiye ashche oder dike ekaii…
‘Ekhane hothath ?’ Dipu egiye eshe jiggesh korlo…
Cigerrette ta hathe niye Mili Dipr dike takiye bollo,’ Tumi ekhane? Eka ?’
Dipu ki bolbe bujhte parche na....Amta amta korche...Mili or mukhe opr phosh phosh dhounya chharche...Sob miliye besh oswasthikar poribesh...
Byapar dekhe Rishi bollo,’Ekta cigerette cholbe naki ?’
‘Na ami to onekdin agei chhere diyechhi…'Dipu , Rishi ke bolei Milir dike takalo.
'Ajkal cigerrette o khachcho..'? Dipu , Mili ke jiggesh korlo..
'Keno, khaouya uchit na bujhi? Tumi je khete?' Mili Dipur dike takiye bollo.
'She to bohudin age tyag korechhi...Purono diner kotha mone rakhte chaina..' Dipu bollo.
'Notun diner dike takale purono din ke bholai uchit..Tai na bolo?' Mili michki hese bollo..
'Achcha choli, Ja khushi koro..’, bole Dipu ulto dike hanta lagalo….
Mili r chitkar kore aro kichhu bolte ichche korchhilo...Chokh phete kemon jol aste laglo....Tai hothath coffee r glass duto niye phelar jayga khunjte laglo…
Dipu r sathe ebhabe dekha hoye jabe bhabeni Mili.
Ek I shohore jokhon dujon thake, tokhon dekha houyatai swabhabik…
Age konodin dekha hoyni keno?
Ek bochor age o jodi dekhte peto Dipu ebahabe Tinar sathe ghurchhe, tahole ektu bhalo hoto Milir.
Tina Dipu r ei somporker khobor ta sompurno ojana chhilo Milir.
Pore loker mukhe khobor choralo jokhon, tokhon jante parlo...
Bochor khanek dhore Dipu ar Tina r prem cholche...
‘Eto kotha bolte tumi Dipu,ar eta jante dile na?’..Milir gola dhore elo kemon..Du phonta chokher joltao lukano gelona….Rishi tissue paper ta egiye dilo.
‘Na bolte i ki tumi sob bujhe jao, Rishi ?’ kotha ta bolte giye o bollo na Mili.
Kichhudin agei hothath i ekdin Rishir sathe alap hoy Milir...
Ki kore jeno, Mili bhabar chesta korlo...
Tina ar Dipu ke eksathe jedin dekhlo, sedin probably..
Hya, sedin i...
Tar age, besh kichhudin dhorei, onek bondhu bandhob rai Mili ke eshe bolto, Dipu ki Tina ke biye koreche?
Mili to shune obak...Dipu, Rishi , Mili, era sobai single again...Tai bole biye?Tao Milike lukiye?
Milir biswas hoyni.Bhabto Dipu ke o eto beshi chene, Dipu oke sob kothai bole...
Dipu je kichhui bolena seta jante parlo, jokhon Dipu ar Tina ke ekdin goynar dokane dekhlo.
Sedin chhilo valentines day...Chotto duto beral er putul kine Mili opekhkha korchhilo Dipur jonno...
Phone kora sotteo Dipu phone othachchilo na....
Sedin abar Milir bandhobi eshechhilo Milir bari...Or husband ke surprise dite chay...
Shei bandhobir husband sondhe belay Milir bari eshe surprised holo bou ke dekhe...
swami ogotta ki kore? bouke goyna dite jewelery shop e niye gelo..Mili o esechhilo...oder sathe...
Hothath oi dokane Tina ar Dipuke eksathe dekhte pabe bhabeni...
Dekhe, o ar dokane na dhuke gari r kache chhole eshechhilo...
oder Garir pashei lal gari te boshe Rishi cigerrette khachchilo..
Chokher jole bhaste bhaste Mili eshe bolechhilo,'Give me the cigerrette..' bolei hath theke tene niye khete suru korechhilo...
Rishi or kando dekhe ektu thotomoto kheleo, samle niye bolechhilo,'Hi , I am Rishi..'
Mili bolecchhilo,'I don't care..'
Rishi hese bolechhilo, 'Okay, if u wish, u can come with me for dinner here..' bolei Rishi gari theke neme samner italian dokane dhuke gechhilo...
Hothath ki mone hoye Mili o or sathe dinner korte chhole gelo...
Ekhon bhebe dekhte gele , Rishi ke oidin, bhogoban pathiyeche bole Mili mone kore……
Konodin kono kharap byabohar koreni Rishi..
Dujone onek golpo kore..nana bishoye..
kokhon o gyaner kotha, kokhon o baje bhat...
Sedin ba Kokhon o kono proshno koreni Mili ke...
Or sathe thakle mone ekta odbhut shanti ashe Milir.
‘Dur paharer deshe jaouya jay ei garite chore?’Mili chokhta muche bollo.
Kono kotha na bole Rishi hashlo….
Bollo,’Dure kothao gan ta gao na…’
Dure kothay…Dure dure…
Amar mon beray je, ghure ghure….
Je banshite batash kande
Shei banshiti sure sure….
Gaite gaite abar gola dhore elo….chokh diye topash topash jol….
Dhna kore garita niye ekdom samner exit ta niye , ekta spot e garita dar koralo Rishi…
Achomka gari ghorano te, ulot palot khete khete, kono krome dhatosto holo Mili.
Mathata tule baire takiye dekhlo, ei jaygatatei Dipu niye esechhilo Mili ke…photo tulte….Tina keo enechhilo nischoy…..Dekhe kemon ga ta jole utlo Mili r…
Rishir dike takalo.
Rishi dorja khule neme abar cigerette dhoralo…
Mili namtei bollo, kannakati ta ekhanei sere phelo…Sararasta tahole phyanch phyanch sunte hobe na amake.
Kothata sune Milir aro kanna peye gelo,chitkar kore bollo,’Kotota jano tumi amar kotha?’
'Janar dorkar to nei….tobe je jonno ii kando, bhalo kore kende nao…..joto kanna ache, kende halka hoye nao…'
Milir khub ichche korchilo, Rishi r sathe dukhkhota share kore, kintu Rishi sunbe na jane….E kotha se kotha bole onno proshonge chole jabe.
Nijer kothao bishesh Rishi bole na….Mili o jiggesh korena..meyeli koutuhol jodio ache ektu….
Kichu boluk na boluk, Ei muhurte Rishike khub dorkar chilo Milir …Rishi na thakle, Mili hoyto pagol ii hoye jeto.Rishi r sathe thakle o sob kichu bhule thakte pare….Kichukhkhoner jonno holeo.
Rishir dike takiye dekhlo, ekta holde projapoti dhorte Rishi khub byasto hoye poreche…
Rishir chhelemanushi or bhalo lage….
Phik kore hese bollo,’Etake dhore ki hobe?’
‘Tomar mathar holde golap tar sathe biye diye debo..’
‘Oma,mathay holde phul amar?’ Mili obak hoye mathay hath dilo…
‘Thak ota matay ii thak…..bhaloi lagche dekhte ..’Rishi bollo.
Mili thonth ulte bollo, bhalo na Chhai…jeans ar lal T-shirt er opr holde golap..Loke ki bhabche ke jane…’
‘Bhabte dao na………kal holde saree pore kotha gechhile?’ Rishi jiggesh korlo…
‘Ami to jantam tumi proshno koro na..’ Mili bollo…
‘Na, se jonno bolini…holde golap mathay kina..holde saree porechhile nishchoy…’Rishi hese bollo…
‘Hya,porechhilam,?’Mili bollo….
‘Shei kalo chhop chhop holde saree ta?’ Rishi tokhon o projapotati take dhorar chestay byasto mone holo…
‘Tumi ki kore janle?’Mili jiggesh korlo…
‘Ota pore tomay khub bhalo dekhay…’Rishi bollo…
‘Kothay dekhle?’ Milir proshno…
‘Aah,eto proshno keno?’ Rishi or dike na takiyei bollo…
‘Bah, tumii to koto proshno korle…’Mili rag rag mukh korlo……
‘Achcha ar proshno korbo na…’bolei Rishi garite uthlo…
Mili aste aste garite uthe bollo,’Holde projapoti ta ke nebe na ?’
‘Projapoti der ki dhora jay ?Ora to onek dure kothaye hariye jay..’Rishi gari start dilo.
Mili chhol chhol chokhe bollo,’Tahole hole golap tar ki hobe?
‘Projapoti take jor kore dhore anle je or onek kosto hobe…’ Rishi bollo…
Mili kadnte kadte bollo,’Golap tar je kosto hochche….O ki kore eka thakbe?’
‘Rishi janla ta khule diye bollo,’ Oi dekho projapoti ta koto anonde urche…Oke ure jete dao Mili….’
Gari start kore jore gan ta chalye dilo Rishi…
Copyright…@Manidipa
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