Dark Clouds

Megher Pore Megh..
Bengali Short Sory By Manidipa Bhattacharya
11/17/2011
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Kalo akasher dike takiye thakte thakte mone holo jhor ashbe.
Taratari dorja janlaa bondho korte hobe bhalo Mimi.
Nah...
America te kono janla dorja khola thake na.
Sob kichu kemon bondho bondho, dom atkano.
Biyer por America te thakte parbe, eta bhebe ki je bhalo lagto.
Biyer aager kotha..
Ekhon?
Dom atke ashe...
na lokjoner dekha paouya jay, na kotha bola jay.
Weekend e er or tar bari..meki hasi, wine er glass...osojhjho!!

Kal amar Belar barir party....Ek i coversation hobe, Mimi jane...Chokh bondho kore aure jete pare o ekhon..
Bela: 'Goyna ta notun koriye anle naki?'
Lilydi:'Na na, eta to shei bochor satek ager kora..tomake dekhiyechhilam...kichu mone rakhte paro na tumi..'
Bela:'Tomar eto goyna Lilydi, sob i notun i lage..'
Lilydi:'Ebarer Sabyasachi r saree ta jeta kinlam dekhechhish?'
Bela:'Hya, ki daroon dekhte tai na?'
Lilydi:'Ta dam ta ja nilo na gola kete...'
Bela:'Ajkal obishshi nokol onek beriyeche..'
Lilydi:'Ashol ar nokol bojhar khomota sobar ki ar thake?Jader ache tarai bojhe..'

Er por i Mimi sunte pabe Belar kotha...Mimike i bolbe..

Bela: 'Ki gaiyan saj...Sabyasachhi na chhai...Haowrah r hut theke kinechhe..'...

Mimir kono goyna saree dekhanor nei...

Baba chhilo chha posha kerani, Ma chilo grihobodhu...

Dhar dena kore Mimir biye holo Shyamol er sathe.
Americay thake bor, ei anondei sobai allade atkhana...

Mimir o bhaloi lagto sunte.
America America America....

'Ki anondo ki anondo ki anondo!!!
Diba ratri nache mukhti nache bondho!!!'

Bondho janala gulo r dike takiye kanna pelo Mimir.

Mimi lokhkho kore dekheche, keu i or kotha sunte chayna ar.

Ma Baba Didi Dada biye diyei khalash.
Ora sunte chay Mimi bhalo ache..

Keno bhalo nei tumi Mimi?

Kiser dukhkho?

Bor tomay bhalobashe na?
Gainya bole?
Dress sense nei?
Baki bandhobider moton smart na tumi?

Eto to bandhobi Shyamol tomar, tader ke biye korle na keno?

Mimike biye korlo keno Shyamol tobe?
 Mimir sathe ek ghore shoy na...
Mimi ranna korle kheye dekhe na..
Mimi sajle bhalo o bole na...
Mimi bujhe uthte parena, dosh ta kothay Mimir..

Mimi r khub eka lage..

Chhute chole jete ichche kore agekar jibone..
Jekhane thakbe khali Sumit ar oder priyo lal khata ta...

Sumit er kotha bhebe aro kanna pete laglo Mimir.

Sumit ekhon ar or sathe kothao bolte chay na..

Phone korle o dhore na...

Sobai kemon oke por kore dilo mone hoy Mimir...

Kandte kandte Sumit er kotha bhabte boshlo...

Chhutir dine Sumit Mimi chole jeto onek dure..

Oder ekta Lala Khhata chhilo.

Lal khatay lekha thakto tader kobita r kotha...

Sumit er chule bili katto Mimi, ar Sumit likhei jeto..

Ekta, duto, tinte, erokom koto gulo lal khata chhilo oder..

Kothay je gelo khatagulo...

Sumit ke biyer kotha bollei Sumit bolto:

'Ba re amar to chakri i nei...Babar ekta press er dokane boshi, tai diye ki khaouyabo'

Mimi bolto: 'Duto dal bhath o dite parbe na?..'

Sumit likhte likhte bolto,'Dal bhath dite ki amar mon bhorto Mimi?'

Ping ping kore phone bajhchhe...

E somoy Belar phone ashe protidin.

Mimi na thakle Shila Boudi eshe Shyamol er sathe thake, erokom nana prokar khobor dey Bela oke...

Mimi kichhu bole na, sunei jay ....

Kake bolbe? Shyamol to kothai bole na.

Nah... aj Belar phone na... Shila Boudi r bor, Mahmood bhai er phone.

Mahmood bhai,majhe sajhe dukhkher kotha bolte phone koren..

Mahmood ke bhai dake keno ke jane...Sobai dake..

Mahmood Bhai er phone ta dhorlo Mimi...

'Hello, Mahmood bhai, bolun, ki holo? Sokale phone?'Mimi bollo

'Ki ar hoibo, bou er seba kori...' Mahmood bhai er uttor..

'Keno Shila Boudi r ki holo?'Mimi jiggesh korlo..

'Shila Boudi kisu hoy nai...mane hoise...Hoisilo..poira gesilo...Okhon daktarer kase gesen..'Mahmood Bhai bollen.

'Oh, apni barite?' Mimi obak holo..

'Ho, Shilar polare samlai..' Mahmood bollo..

Mahmood bachchatake Shilar pola bole, nijer Chele bole na..or dharona bachchata Shyamol er...

Mimi jiggesh korte na chaileo korlo,'Ke niye gelo?'

'Kyan, tomar jamai..' Mahmood Ubacho

Jamai mane Shyamol....

Shyamol Shila boudike hospital niye gelo, Mimi jante parlo na...Bolar proyojon mone kore na Shyamol.

'Oh' bole Mimi chup kore ache dekhe Mahmood bollo,'Ami to zani tumi zanbana kisu tai zanailam..'

'Achcha Mahmood bhai, apni bangal bhashay kotha bolen keno?'Mimi jiggesh korlo..

'Na koile ki korta?' Mahmood jiggesh korlo.

'Prem kortam'...Mimi haste haste bollo..

'Bangal bhasha koile prem koron zay na?'Mahmood ha ha kore hese bollo..

'Hya jay, kintu....'Mimi bollo..

'Free thakle, cholo ghurte jete pari...'Mahmood bollo..

'Bachchata?'Mimi kintu kintu korlo..

'Sheita somoshsha , aj to babysitter er kamai..tumi chole esho, eksathe ranna kore khai..'Mahmood bollo..

'Romantic long drive chhere, rannaghore?' Mimi haslo..

'Are, amar ranna tei tumi preme porbe...'Mimi lokhkho korlo Mahmood ar bangal bhasha bolche na...

'Kintu Shila Boudi ashle...'Mimi kintu kintu korlo...

'Tumi dekho, jorajurir byapar nai..Ami randhte gelam...Dorja kholai Rakhbo' Bole phone ta rekhe dilo Mahmood.

Mimir kemon ektu bhoy bhoy korte laglo...Jaouya ki uchit na onuchit eisob bhabte bhabte Computer er samne boshlo....
Computer ta Shyamol i beshi use kore....
Shyamol er email account ta khola chhilo.....
Chokh pore gelo Shyamol ar Shila Boudir email er kothopokothoner...
Pore i mejaj ta kemon jhanjhiye uthlo Mimir....
Jama change kore ekta sundor saree pore Mahmood Bhai er bari rouya holo...

Dorja to kholai chhilo..
Oke dekhhe i Mahmood ek gal hashi heshe bollo, 'Rag kore eto saj?'
Shune aroi matha ta gelo gorom hoye Mimir..

Ki bhablo oke Mahmood?
Seje guje potate esheche Mahmood ke?
Bolte ichche korlo, 'Ami Shyamol ke jealous feel korate chai..'

Kichhu bolte holo na, Mahmood i bollo,' Kono labh nai..'

Mimi obak hoye bollo,'Keno?I mean, mane?'

Mahmood bollo,' Mane ta sohoj, tumi ja chao ta hoibo na..'

Mimir kan lal hoye uthlo. Mone holo ekhkhuni beriye jay..

Mimi ektu rege i bole uthlo, 'TTumi ja bhabchho ta kintu noy..'

Mahmood hese bollo,' Tumi just chay jeno Shyamol er chokh ta jeno tomar dike i thake, tai to?'

 Jak, Mahmood er guess ta thik i tahole, bhebe Mimir ektu aram holo...

Bollo,'Ami ki khub kharap dekhte?'

Mahmood bollo,'Na, tumi khub i sundori..Bou hobar sob element i tomar acjhe kintu...'

Mimi bollo,'Kintu? Ki?'

Mahmood bollo,'Tomar shobhab ta...'

Mimi antke uthe bollo,'Amar shobhab kharap?'

Mahmood Bollo,'Shobhab bhalo, setai problem..'

Mimi obak hoye bollo,'Setai Shyamol er problem?'

Mahmood haste haste mach bhaja egiye dilo or samne...

Bollo,'Tomar bor er bodhhoy bhalo jinishe allergy ache....'

Mimi mach bhaja tariye tariye khete laglo ek mone..

Mahmood bollo,'Kichu bolo na je?'

Mimi bollo,'Ar ekta hobe? Boddo bhalo khete'

Mahmood haslo, bollo 'Amar bou er o bhalo jinishe allergy...Esob pochondo na..'

Bole, ar ek piece mach bhaja diye, nijeo boshlo khete...

'Mahmood Bhai, Mach bhaja dilen ar gorom coffee na dile chole sathe?'..Coffee khabar jonno Mimir pran ta akul holo...

'Darao, bhalo wine ber kori er sathe...White Wine..' Mahmood uthlo..

'Na, Wine khete bhalo na..' Mimi apotti janay.

'Californiay thako ar Wine khaite chao na?Ekbar taste korei dekho...' Mahmood wine glass ene, tate white wine dhele dilo...

Ek dhonk kheye i bomi eshe gelo Mimir.Bichchiri kemon khete...

Dhok dhok kore onekta kheye phello..

Mahmood or wime khaoya dekhe haste laglo..

Bollo,'Orokom kore wine khay keu?'

Mimi bollo,'Bichchiri khete..'

Kotha bolte giye deklo ektu kotha joriye ashche....Jhim marar moton o ektu lagche...

Byapar ta mondo noy.....

Mimi abar chailo...

Mahmood olpo dite dite bollo,'Sabdhane khao...olpo olpo kore...'

Abar Mimi golay dhallo purotai....

Aro chaite i Mahmood badha dilo...

Bollo ,'Na...Ar deouya jabe na tomay....Er pore sorir kharap lagbe...'

Mimir tokhon nesha choreche...bollo,'Ah din na ektu....Amar khub bhalo lagche..'

Mahmood bollo,'Tomake coffee khaouyale i bhalo chhilo, eto bipode phelbe dekhchhi..'

'Bipod kiser, Mahmood Bhai..?Amar to khub khushi lagche...Ekta gan gai?' Mahmood er uttorer opekhkha na kore i Mimi gaite suru korlo...

'Aha tomar songe praner khela...'

Mahmood Wine khete khete Janlar dhare chole giye, bairer drishsho dekhte laglo...

Mahmood er barita egarotolay...Khub sundor drishsho dekha jay....

Mimi gan sesh kore, pechhon theke Mahmood ke joriye dhorlo..

Mahmood hokchokiye gele o, kichhukhkhon obhabe roilo...Tarpor alto kore oke chhariye dilo....

Mimi rege uthlo..Mahmood er hath dhore bollo,'Keno?'

Mahmood kono kotha na bole or dike takiye hashlo....

Hather bandhon alga korte korle bollo,' Ta hoyna...'

'Keno, apnar bou to dibbi korche..Amar bor o..Amader badha kothay?' Mimi abar jhanjhiye uthlo.....

Mahmood nijer glass e wine dhalte dhalte bollo,'Tahole or ar tomar modhdhe tofat kothay?'

'Apni ki kore sob mene nen bolun to?'Mimi sofay giye boshlo...

'O o to amake mene niyeche...Ami keno nebo na?' Mahmood bollo.

'Apnake mene niyeche mane?' Mimi obak hoye jiggesh korlo..

Mahmood or jiboner golpo bolte suru korlo.

'Shila chhilo onek boroloker meye. Barir omote amake biye kore sob chhere chhure ek kapore beriye ashe amar sathe...Ami to oke kichhui sukh dite parini..Or to bhalo biye hote parto....Emon ki bachcha o...'

'Thamlen keno?Bachcha o...mane?' Mimi r chokhe koutuhol....

'Na thak....'Mahmood matha nichu kore boshe roilo...

'Bolun na amake....theme gelen keno?' Mimi odhorjyo hoye uthlo....

'Bolle tumi sojhjho korte parbe na..' Mahmood aste aste bollo....

'Ami parbo na? Ki emon kotha?' Mimi Mahmood er kache giye or hath dhore bollo, 'Bolun Mahmood bhai, amar jana dorkar..'

'Ki hobe jene , bhaloi to acho..' Mahmood er chokhe jol..

'Bhalo to ami nei Mahmood Bhai.Apni to janen...' Mimi hothath kandte suru korlo...

'Kendo na...Tumi e biye ta korle keno Mimi?' Mahmood proshno korlo...

'Ami ki kore janbo?Apni to amake janale parten ekbar..' Mimi kende kende bollo...

'Tomar ma ke to ekta chhiti te janiyechhilam se kotha...'Mahmood obak hoye takalo Mimir dike...

'Amar ma ke? Koi na to?' Mimi kanna bhule Mahmood der dite takalo...

'Jak, ja hobar ta hoyeche...Ekhon bhebe labh ki?' Mahmood abar uthe wine dhallo...

Mimi Mahmood er poth atkalo...'Ki kotha, Aj apnake bolte i hobe..'

'Jene kichu labh hobe na....Kosto barbe boi kkombe na..' Mahmood or pash katiye janlay daralo...

'Thik ache, ami chole jachchi...Ar ashbo na hoyto....'Mimi bag hathe niye pa baralo dorjar dike...



'Ekhon o somoy ache Mimi...Jodi paro, nijer jibon ta banchabar chesta korte paro ...' Kotha ta bole Mahmood dorjar kache egiye dite ashlo...

'Chesta kore dekhbo.....' Mahmood er dike na takiye i Mimi siri diye aste aste namte namte bollo....

Copyright..@Manidipa