Wedding Bell

Biyer Shanai
Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
9/6/2011
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Akash ta kemon mukh bhar kore achhe sokal theke.
‘Keno?Aaj to amar biye, anonder din, koto lok eseche barite, tobe tumi keno eto udash?’, Akash take jigeesh korlo Munia.

Shune akash ta ha ha kore hashlo khanik ta. Heshei chup kore boshe thaklo.
Bujhi ba ektu Sujji mama take o dekha gelo ei phanke.

Eto dustu na akash ta, Sujjo take o dheke rekhechhe….

’O ke to dekhte dao…!’ abar Munia akash ta ke bollo.

Kono kotha bolche na dekhe Munia bhari rege gelo akash tar opor…

Koto lok barite…Gom gom korchhe. Gaye holder Totto ashbe ektu pore…Gaye holud ashbe…Koto kaj…Saj goj adda…Er modhdhe mukh hari kore rakhle chholbe?

‘Bolo na go tumi eto dukhi keno? Amar moteo bhalo lagche na..’ Munia r chhokhe jol eshe gelo…

‘Oma, dekho dekhi meyer kando, ei subho dine chokhe jol ante ache? Biye r por to sobai kei sosur bari jete hoy re…!! Chol chol dekhbi chol ke eseche..!!’ Chhotomashir r kache dhora pore jete Munia ektu lojja pelo…
Chhoto mashi kotha gulo bole I hath dhore hir hir kore tante tante bairer ghore niye elo.

Ke eseche kotha ta jiggesh korao holo na Muniar, samnei Rajat ke dekhe ektu thotomoto kheye gelo…
Samner chair e Rajat bosha, pashe sofay Pishe moshai, Mejo Jyatha, Baba, Sonada, Dada bhai…Sobai golpo korche.
Munia ke aste dekhe Baba chair theke uthe dariye bollo, ‘Rajat ke ghore niye ge boshao…Onek dur theke esechhe..’ Bole Baba chhole gelo..
Dada bhai kichhu bolar age Chhotomashi Chulbul koreuthlo,’Hya bhai, esho esho, ghore Cholo…tomar Americar golpo sunbo..’

Dada bhai Rajat er suitcase ta hath dite jachhcilo, Rajat I mana korlo..Bollo,’Na na, ami bhetore jabo na….Rastay barita porlo, tai namlam, ami Hotel book kore esechhi..’

Boro Jyatha bollo,’Hotel e uthbe? She ki kotha? Amader bari thakte? Na na se hobe na…’

Rajat amta amta kore kichu bolar agei Dada bhai or suitcase niye Muniar ghorer dike royna holo…
Pechhon pechhon Chotomashi Rajat er hath dhore tanatani kore oke niye jete laglo opore…

Munia o oder pechhone rouna holo..

Aar chhokhe akash ta r dike takalo ragi ragi chhokh kore. Er modhdhe eke na anle I cholchhilo na?

Akash ta phik kore haslo.

Dekhe Muniar aro ga jole gelo.

Dadabhai suitcase ta ghore rekhe bollo,’Munni r ghorei apatoto bosho, cha fa khao….Adda maro…Pore abar ashchi..’ Bole I dadabhai haouya.

Munia Rajat ke bollo,’Bosho, tomar ar jaouyar upay nei…’

Kothata sune Rajat boshar jayga khujte laglo…
Khater opor rajjer jinish chhorano chitano…

Saree, Goyna, Saj gojer jinish….Chair gulo o bhorti…Lep kombol kantha balish….

Muniar khub hashi pelo….

Chhotomashi taratari kore jinish potro soriye khater ek pashe Rajat er boshar byabostha kore dilo….

Rajat khub I embarrassed bodh korche bojha jachche….

Chhotomashi jiggesh korlo,’Cha khabe? Na ki ajkal Americay coffee khao?’

Americay gele coffee keno khete hobe Munia thik janena.

Rajat bollo,’Cha cholbe…Dudh chini chara..’

Sunei Chhotomashi paner danth ber kore khik khik kore hashi suru korlo…bollo,’Tar bodole gorom jol niye ashi?’

Rajat hese bollo,’Kichhu na holeo cholbe…eto kosto…’

‘Kosto abar kiser? Biye barite masala cha khao…Tomar americay giye gorom jol kheyo borong…’ Bolei chhotomashi dupdap pa phele beriye gelo….

‘Dudh e amar allergy….’ Kotha ta chhotomashir uddeshshe bolte giye Rajat Muniar dike takiye I bollo…Chotomashi totokhkhone haouya…

‘Jani’ bole ultodiker khater kona dhore Munia daralo….Janla diye akash take dekhte pachche….


‘Bosho..’ kothata bolei Rajat edik odik takalo, kothay Munia boshbe…

Abar chhotomashi dhuke ekta mora rakhlo dhopash kore Rajat er samne..Bollo,’Munni bosh, saradin khashni…..bosh..ami lebu jol pathachchi….’
Bolei beriye gelo, dorja a bondho kore dilo.
Baire khil lagabar awaj o pelo…

Dorja bondho korar ki dorkar porlo Chhotomashir? Ektu oswasti hochche Muniar….

Ja hok, mora ta tene niye janlar pashe I boshlo, jate akash take dekhte pare….

‘Kemon achho?’ Rajat jiggesh korlo…

‘Ekhane esecho keno amake jalate?’ Munia baire r dike takiye bollo.

‘Jalate ashini, dekha korei chole jetam..’ Rajat min min kore bollo.

‘Keno?dekha korar ki dorkar chhilo?’ Munia or dike takalo…

Ki sundor Rajat ke dekhte…Phorsha, Lomba, Choura…’Thik jeno rajputtur…’ Chhotomashi bolto.

‘Dorkar chhilo na…Office er kaje….’ Rajat bolte gelo.

‘Baje kotha rakho..Onek sunechhi….’Muniar matha gorom hochche…

‘Ami chhole jachchi, tumi khushi houni mone hochche..’ Rajat daralo..

‘Dorja baire theke bondho…kothay ar jabe?’ Munia bollo.

‘Oh’, bole Rajat boshlo..Bollo,’janina keno hothath dekhte ichche korlo..’
Ektu theme bollo,’Ekhon mone hochche bhul korechhi…

‘Bhul ta to tumi bochchor khanek age I korechile…Aj ar ki bhul korbe…’ Munia r golay rag…

‘Bhul thik janina…..Ki korte partam janina..ki korechhi setao na…’ Rajat bollo na takiye i…’

‘Drama ta bhalo I korte paro…’ Munia bollo.

‘Drama r ki achhe?’ Rajat takalo.

Munia or mukher dike takiye byanka hese bollo,’ Ek bochhor age onno meyer kache jabar age dekhte ichche koreni? Aaj I korlo tai na?’ Munia r chokh phete jol asche…

‘Thik ta noy….na ashlei bhalo chhilo bujhe parchhi...’ Rajat amta amta korche…

‘Hya, bhalo to chhilo i…..Dosh bochor to har mash jaliyechho, ekhon Biyer dine nyakamo marte esechho keno?’Munia r gola chorche…

‘Tomar eto kharap lagbe bujhte parini..’ Rajat aste aste bollo.

‘Konta bujhte paroni…?Na bole lukiye lukiye ek bochchor dhore prem korle ek joner songe….seta jante parle amar kharap lagte pare, seta bujhte paroni? Na ki , Ami ar ekjon ke biye korte jachchi dekhe tomar kharap lagte pare, seta bujhte paroni…konta ?’ Munia bollo.

‘Lukiye lukiye to kichhu korini…’ Rajat bollo.

‘Bole korechhile?’ Munia bollo.

‘Bolini tar karon proyojon hoyni…’Rajat bollo

‘Proyojon hoyni? Bochor er por bochchor ek jon poekhkhay ache boshe, tomar jonno, take janato na proyojon mone koroni? Muniar chhokh diye jol gorachche.

‘Bah, tumi I bolechhile, tumi ar amar sathe somporko rakhte chao na..’ Rajat bollo…

‘Seto bolechhilam, tomar commitment pai ni bole…Ami to jantam tumi ekai thakte chao…….Lukiye lukie onno meye khujchhile seta to bujhi ni ami…’ Munia bollo.

‘Lukiye lukiye kichu khujini….It just happened….Ek torfa bolte paro..’Rajat bollo…

Muniar mone hochche thash kore ekta chor lagay Rajat er gale.

‘Ek torfa? Kon torofa?Tomar interest I to beshi dekhechhi…’Rage Munia phushche…

‘E sob kotha thak..Dorja ta khola jabe?’Rajat daralo.

‘Keno thakbe keno?Kotha bolte gelei aje baje ojuhath diye chhitke sore giyechho chirokal , ajke bolar chance ache, bolte to hobe i…sunteo hobe tomake..’ Munia bollo.

‘Achcha bolo, ki bolbe..’ Rajat abar boshhlo..

Munia chup kore theke bollo, ‘Amake etota dhonka debe tumi bujhini ami..’

‘Dhonka debar ki ache? We were never together…’ Rajat bollo.


‘Tai naki? Sobai to janto amra together..’ Munia janalo.

‘Se tumi bolechho hoyto..Ami to serokom kono hint dei ni…’Rajat janalo…

‘Ami kichhui bolini..Sarakhkhon amra ek sate thaktam, lokera bhabto..’Munia bollo..

‘Lokera ki bhabto janina, I made myself very clear je amra bondhu…’Rajat bollo.

‘Sudhu bondhu tai na?Sarakhkhon tumi khele kina, bari pochale kina, okane jete parbe kina…e gulo ki chhilo?’ Munia rage ga jole jachche…

‘Bondhutto , chhara abar ki….’ Rajat bollo..

‘Tahole keno bolecchile amake chhara banchbe na?’ Munia bollo…

‘Seta to prothom dike, infatuatuation..’ Rajat bollo.

‘Oh, ami to seta bujhte parini Rajat…Ami to mone korechhilam, biye korle tomake I korbo….Sei kothatai to sotti bhebe boshe chhilam….’ Muniar chokhe joler dhara…

‘Ami to boshe thakte bolini..’Rajat dishehara…

‘Tumi to onek kichhui boloni...Lily r sathe tomar prem chholche, setao to boloni…Boloni je tumi amake chao na..boloni je tumi Onno meye dekhchho….’ Munia chokh muchhe bollo..

‘Lily r sathe amar kichhu nei..’Rajat bollo..

‘Keno nei? O better chhele peye tomake katiye dilo, tai?’ Muniar golay slesher tan.

‘Moteo na, meyeta subidhe noy..Amii baron korechhi’Rajat bollo.

‘ Oh achcha…Mishe dekhle tomar oke poshabe na, tai katale, tai to? Ar jodi poshato? Tahole ki korte? Amake biyer nemontonno korte ase?, na, setao onno loker mukhe suntam?’ Munia bollo.

‘Biyer kotha asche kotha theke?’ Rajat bollo.

‘Kauke bochhor khanek date korle, biyer jonno na?Tobe kiser jonno?’ Munia hashlo.

‘Date korini…’Rajat ki bolbe bujhte parchhe na…

‘Prem korchhile to? Ek I holo..Ebar bolo keno esechhile?’ Munia sojasuji takalo Rajat er dike.


Rajat kichhukhkhon chhup kore theke bollo,’ Biye ta korbei?’

‘Hya’ bole Munia akash tar dike takalo.

‘Khushi thakte parbe?’ Rajat bollo.

‘Tumi jodi Lily r kache khushi thakte paro, ami noy keno?’ Munia bollo.

‘Sara jiboner byapar..’ Rajat kachumachu kore bollo…

‘ Alternative kichu ache naki tomar somadhadhan?’ Munia hashlo or dike takiye…..

Rajat kichhukhkhon or dike takiye, kichhu bolte giyeo bollo na….

Totokhkhone dorja kholar awaj pelo.

Munia dorjar dike jete jete bollo,’Kichhu bolbe?’

Rajat suitcase ta hathe niye bollo,’ Na, kichhu na……’

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