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………’

 

Copyright: @Manidipa

Silver Wedding Anniversary

 Biyer Tarikh

Bengali Short Story: By Manidipa Bhattacharya

11/15/2013

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Sararat bhalo kore ghum holona Muniyar. Ektu por por I ghum bhenge jachchilo.

Bar bar uthe ghori dekhte hochchilo.

Bhor chotay uthe train dhorte hobe.

Eto boro decision neouya sohoj chhilo na.

25 years ghor korar por bhenge chhole jete ektu odbhut lagche.

Besh kichhudin dhore I bhabchhilo ei bishoy ta niye.

Sahoshe kulachchilona.

 

Koto sokh kore dujone bhalobashar ghor bendhechhilo.

25 bochor age, jokhon oder porichoy , tokhon Rishi o samanno I chaki korto.

Muniya o  ekta school e porato.

 

Othocho dujone ek I college er.

Ek I year e pass out.

Keu kauke chinto na.

 

Oder jogajog tao ektu odbhut bhabe I hoyechhilo.

Dekha hoyechhilo Rupom er barite.

Oder dujoner common bondhu Rupom..

Rishi esechilo Rupom er barite ekta boi pherot dite. Muniya sesomoy okhanei chhilo.

Rishi porichoy koriye diyechhilo Muniya o Rupom er.

Tin jone jomiye adda diyechhilo sedin.

Tar pore pray I tin joner adda hoto…

 

Majhe majhe I er por theke dujone r pray I dekha hoye jeto kothao na kothao.

Prothome Hi Hello tarpor cha er dokane bosha…dhire dhire lunch dinner….

Tinjoner boodle dujone r bondhutto barte I laglo..

 

Rupom ar Muniya chhoto belar bondhu.

Konodin Rupom ke premik hisebe bhabeni Muniya.

Rupom o kokhon o kichu boleni.

 

Rupom iti modhdhe ekta bhalo chakri pelo Bangalore e.

Jabar age hothath kore I ekdin Muniya ke biyer prostab diye boshlo.

Totodine Muniya Rishi r o ekta somporko o gore utheche.

Seta oboshsho Rupom janto na.

Hothath prostab peye Muniya ektu thotomoto kheye gechhilo.

Bolechhilo,’Ami ki bolbo bujhte parchhina..’

 

Rupom ar ekta kothao jiggesh koreni.

Rupom Bangalore e chhole gelo.

Sediner pore onek bochhor kono ar dekha ba kotha o hoyni oder.

 

Aj eto bochhor por Muniya Rupom er kache jachche.

Sararat Muniya eta I bhebeche, kaj ta ki o thik korche.?

Ghum theke uthe I porlo.

Bathroom e jete giye Rishir ghore light jolche dekhte pelo.

Rishi tahole jege ache?

 

Bathroom e giye much dhuye berote I Rishir mukhomukhi hoye gelo.

‘Cha Khabe?’ Muniya sohoj golay bollo.

‘Kheyechhi, tobe ar ek cup khete I pari..’, Rishi bollo…

‘Sararat jege chhile naki?’ Muniya jiggesh korlo.

‘Na, ei uthlam….keno?’

‘Na, mane eto bhore to otho na…’

‘Hya aj office e ekta presentation ache, seta sesh korchhilam.’

‘kokhon berobe office e ?’ Muniya jiggesh korlo….

‘Cha ta kheye I beriye jabo..’ Rishi bollo.

‘breakfast?’

‘Office e ..’

 

Bole Rishi oder bedroom e dhuklo, Muniya o ranna ghore gelo…

Cha boshiye Muniya duto dimer omlette o banalo.

Toast gorom kore sundor kore sajalo breakfast sajalo table e.

 

Rishi ready hoye beriye, elo.

Cha er cup ta niye dorjar dike egolo.

Breakfast table e Muniya boshe jiggesh korlo, ‘khabe na?’

Rishi uttor dilo na….

Ektu cha kheye, juto pore beriye gelo.

Jabar age ekta ‘bye’ o bollo na.

Muniya r chhokh phete jol elo.

Ektu boshe kotha bolle ki khoti hoto?

 

Eto kosto kore khabar banalo.

Eksathe khete khete ektu kotha bolte o chaichhilo Muniya.

Kal sondhe bela jokon Muniya bolechhilo chhole jabar kotha, Rishi khali bolechhilo, ‘Tomar ichche’

Bole, ghore chole gechhilo…

 

Khabar gulo o gola diye namlo na.

Emnio golay kanna dola pakiye ache.

Cha ta kheye khabar gulo dustbin e phele dilo….

Muniya ghore dhuklo jama kapor porte.

 

Suitcase gochhanoi chhilo.

Ayna r dike takiye Muniya r khub kanna pello.

Du chhokhe joler dhara namlo  Muniyar.

Kajol dhebre gelo kanna r jole.

Onekhkhon dhore Muniya kandlo boshe…..

Ghorir dike takiye dekhlo sare panchta pray baje..

Ebare na berole train dhorte parbe na.

 

Suitcase ta niye baire berolo.

Dorja ta bondho kore dilo tene.

Buk ta chyant kore uthlo.Ghorer chabi neouya holo na.

Rishi r kache chabi ache to?

Gas ta bondho korechhilo?

Bathroom e jole r kolta khola rekhechhilo onekhkhon.

Ota bondho korechhilo ki?

 

Ar phire giye dekhar upay o nei…..

Abar kanna pete laglo Muniyar.

 

Suitcase ta niye gate er kache eshe dekhlo taxi wala dariye I ache.

Bola I chhilo ager theke.

 

Taxi te uthe bhablo, Rishi ke ekta call korbe?

Bolbe, o chole jachche?

Rishi to kono kothai bollona kal.

Aj sokaleo kichhu bollona.….

Bhorbela presentation ache bole beriye gelo sat taratari.

 

Ichhce kore I geche, Muniya jane, jate or chhole jaouya dekhte na hoy.

Ekbar to bolte parto, ‘Muniya, tumi jeo na…’

 

Station eshe geche.

Bhara mitiye ektu pa chaliye Muniya train e uthe boshlo.

 

Janlar dhare ekta seat e boshlo.

Train I phankai..

Duto stop porei nama..Ultodangay.

Tarpor taxi dhore dumdum airport e.

 

Suitcase ta niye namata I ektu jhamela.

Bhaggish bhorbela beriyeche, na hole office time e bheer hoto…..

 

Kintu aj to Saturday.!! Anmone Muniya bhablo.

Aj to Rishir office thake na!!!

Presentation ache bole berolo je!!!

 

Train ta Ultodanga r kachchakachi aste I Muniya uthe darate gelo..

Taal samlate na pere pasher loktar ghare porlo.

Shei lokta oke pray joriye dhorlo…

Muniya loktar bondhon chariye suitcase niye dorjar kache egolo.

Dekhlo lokta o or pashe daralo…

Train thamtei Muniya taratari namte gelo.

Tarahuroy honchot khelo ar Choti ta o chhire gelo.

 

Aj dinta I kharap jachche, Muniya bhablo.

Chera choti niye, suitcase niye ki kore jabe, bujhte parchhe na Muniya.

 

Ei somoye abar cell phone ta bajte laglo.

Ekhon abar bag theke phone ber kore hello bolte bolte I line kete jabe.

Phone ta dhorlo na Muniya.

Edik odik takate dekhlo, shei lokta or dike takiye ache platform e neme.

Jiggesh korlo, ‘Help Lagbe?’

Muniya bollo, ‘Na, lok ache’

 

Abar phone ta kya kya kore bajche….

Birokto mukhe bag theke konokrome phone ta niye hello bollo….

Shei kete I gelo phone ta.

 

Missed call e number ta dekhlo, chinlona.

hoyto Rupom phone korche.

 

Call back na kore Muniya edik odik takalo…Jodi kono help paouya jay…..

Shei lokta ekhon o or dike takiye dariye royeche…

 

Ki mushkil re baba!!

Kintu eke chhara kono upay o nei…..

 

Lokta ke I bollo, ‘ekta taxi te uthiye deben ektu?’

Hate chera choti niye loktar pechon pechon Taxi te giye uthlo…

Lok take Thank You bolbe na taka debe?

‘Thank You Dada…’ bole eksho takar ekta note loktar hathe dite gelo……

Lokta hothath khub rege gelo.

Bollo,’Takar groom dekhaben na…Sobai apnar moto noy…’

Amta amta kore Muniya bolte gelo,’Sorry bachchader misti khaouyaben….’

Lokta ulte oke bollo, ‘Apnar bachchader jonno misti kine nin’ bole I lokta hon hon kore hanta dilo.

 

Tai dekhe taxi wala phyach phyach kore haste laglo.

Khub I opomanito laglo Muniya r ….

Rag rag golay bollo,’Airport e cholun…deri hoye jachche…’

Taxiwala o mejaj dekhalo, bollo,’ Oto mejaj dekhale onno taxi dekhun, e taxi jabe na…’

Moha bipode pora gelo….

Muniya bhablo aj kar much dekhe uthechhilo….

Dinta khub kharap jachche…..

 

Taxiwala ke na potale mukhkil….

chera choti ar suitcase niye abar taxi paouya impossible….

Norom golay bollo,’Sorry Dada…kichu mone korben na…ektu airport e pouche din…’

‘Ponchash taka extra lagbe’..o byata bollo….

‘thik ache, cholun…’ bollo taxawala ke….

Bodmash byata, sujog er subidhe nichche!!

 

Abar phone bajhte I phone ta tule birokto golay bollo,’hello’…

O pashe sara nei….

Hello hello bole o labh holona..

Number ta chinte parlo na….

Ager number ta ar e number ta ek na….

 

Bhalo kore dekhlo.

Rupom er number to eta na.

Rupom hoyto onno kotha theke phone korche..

 

Oke ekta phone korte hobe.

Kichhu na bhebe I Rupom er kachhe jachche Muniya.

 

Majher kota bochhore oder kono jogajog chhilo na.

Kotha barta o hoto na.

 

Goto mashe I hothath ekdin Rupom ke barite niye hajir Rishi.

Dum dam lok barite niye ashar sobhab ache Rishir.

Prochondo adda dite bhalobashe, miste pare loker sathe.

Na hole bank er clerk theke multinational company r Director houya chattikhani kotha na.

Roj I kauke na kauke barite ene Muniya r sathe alap korato.

Sundori bou ke dekhate Rishi khub pochhondo korto.

Boro boro korta rao Rishir pochonder proshongsha korto.

Roj roj nanan ranna korto .

Sobai bah bah korto..

Rishi konodin kichhu boleni.

Rishi khabar khete khete golpo korto sobar sathe.

 

Muniyar tokhon nijeke  barir kajer lok chhara kichhu mone hotona.

Nana rokom office er planning progress er majhkhane nijeke bekhappa lagto kemon.

Kono alchonay jog dite parto na.

 

School er chakri ta o chere dite hoyechhilo.

Director er bou er school e porano ta Rishir pochhondo chhilona.

 

‘Rishir pochhondoi sob keno hobe?’ Muniya bhablo.

Rishi mach khayna bole barite mach ranna hoto na,

Rishi choshma pochondo korena bole Muniya ke contacts nite holo.

Rishi r beshi  mota meyeder bhalo lage na, sejono Muniya ke roga thakte hobe.

Dubela gym e jete hobe, salad khete hobe.….

 

Rishir samne sob somoy seje guje adorsho wife hoye thakte hoto….

 

Ratre Nighty pora Rishir sojhjho hotona…

Rishi tour e gele I Muniya chhenra nighty ta porte parto…

Chhera nighty pore ogochalo ghore bichanay suye suye boi pora, bichanay boshe khaouya…ja ja Rishi pochondo korto na, segulo I o korto.

Eta jeno chhilo or protibad….

Rishir mukher opor konodin kichhu bolte pareni.

 

Goto dosh bochore mone o porena oder dujoner kono jhogra o hoyeche.

Jhogra korte geleo minimum interaction thaka dorkar.

Setai chhilona….

Jantrik jibon japon korchhilo ora.

Swami Stree r bhumikay obhinoy korchhilo bola jay.

 

Othocho biyer surute dujone koto golpo korto.

Emon ki Muniya ranna ghore geleo Rishi eshe eta ota help korto.

Tarpor ja ranna hoto dujone mile golpo kore kheto….

 

Muniyar kothay kothay  hasheer rog chhilo.

Haste haste matite goriye porto, pete kheel dhore jeto.

Shei Muniya kemon hastei bhule geche….

Sotti kotodin Muniya pran khule hashe na.

 

Dumash age Rupom o ei kotha tai oke bollo.

Bolechhilo,’Tor mukhe kono hasheer rekha nei keno?Haste bhule gechish?’

Muniya bolechhilo ‘Ei to haschi…’

‘Mon theke haschish na….Ki hoyeche tor?’

Rupam er ei kotha ta sunei jhor jhor kore kende phelechhilo Muniya.

Bhaggish se somoy Rishi chilona.

Biryani ante gechhilo dokan theke….

Tokhon I kende kende Muniya bolechhilo,’Amake ekhan theke niye jabi Rupom?

Ekhane amar dom bondho hoye ashe…’

 

Rishir poriborton Rupom er o chokhe porechhilo.

Muniyar kanna, etodin bade dekha, dujone I ektu apluto hoye kachchakachhi chole esechhilo.

Sedin er por theke jekoy din Rupom chhilo, roj I oder dekha hoyeche, kotha hoyeche…

Pherot jabar dine Rupom bolechhilo,’Amar dorja ta khola I ache…’

 

Rupom er ei kothar opor bhorsha kore Muniya bari theke beriye elo…

Ekhon ki rokom bhoy bhoy korche.

 

Airport eshe geche.

Taxi wala mal nabiye bollo,’Boudi taratari namun,pulish atkabe…’

 

Taxi r bhara mitiye Muniya edik odik takalo.

 

Hur mur kore ashate besi taka o niye berono hoyni.

 

Tar modhdhe chera choti ta taxi te I roye gelo, taxiwala o chompot diyeche.

Ek paye choti pore to ar plane e otha jay na.

Khali paye o plane e chorte debe kina o jane na.

 

Kar much dekhe je aj uthechhilo.

Aj abar oder  biyer tarikh.

 

Din tar bishesh gurutto kichhu nei Rishir kache.

Konodin ekta card ba phul o aneni hate kore.

 

Protho prothom Muniya onek rokom surprise ditto.

Cake baniye, candle jaliye , ghor ondhokar kore Rishir jonno wait korto.

Rishi dhukle I , ‘surprise’ bolto…alo jole uthto…

 

Kintu dekheche Rishi esob pochondo korto na.

Bolto , ‘Pitla sokh’..

‘Pitla sokh’er mane ta ki Muniya jane na, tobe ‘Pitla sokh’ karur na thakai bhalo, etuku bujheche.

 

Onekhkhon dariye ache dekhe ekta lok egiye ashlo, bollo, ‘Boudi Mal gulo bhetore neben?’

‘Hya mane daran, koto taka lagbe?’ Muniya agei takar kotha jiggesh kore nilo….

‘Dusho taka diye deben’…Lok ta mal othate gelo….

‘Na , daran, oto cash taka amar nei….ekhane juto kinte paouya jabe?’

Muniyar kotha sune lokta birokto holo mone hoy..

bollo,’ Airport e juto, ajob chiriya mairi’, bole lok ta chhole gelo ar ek joner kache.

 

Khub I opomanito bodh korleo Muniya kichu bolte parlo na.

Chokh phete jol asche.

 

Pechon theke horn sune takiye dekhlo, Taxiwala ta phire eseche.

Bolllo,’Boudi, Choti ta phele gechhilen, sariye anlam…pore nin…Jaben ki bhabe?’

 

Jol Chokhe Muniya bollo,’ Dada amake ektu Belghoria pouche deben?’

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Lost Love

Hariye Jaouya Bhalobasha


Bengali Short Story

By Manidipa Bhattacharya

2/7/2013

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Amar ekta bhalobasha chhilo…

Uhhu, chhilona, ache…….

Kintu kothay je rekhechhi, khunje I paina.

Nijer Ghor tonno tonno kore khujlam…Bichana balish almari sob tochnoch korlam..

Boshar ghore dekhlam, khater niche, baganer kone, koththao ti nei…..

Ei to chhilo, kothay gelo?

Mala ke phone lagalam sudur bidesh e.

Mala r deshe tokhon sujjimama osto gechen, sobai naki ghume ocheton.

Phone dhore Mala ghum ghum golay jante chailo,’hello…’

Ami bollam,’Ami re, sunte pachchish?’

‘Eto ratre?’

‘Rat ki re, ekhon to din….ei to lunch korlam…’

‘phone korechhish keno?Dara pasher ghore jai, bachchara ghumochche…’

‘Bachcharao dine ghumay?’

‘Hya bol, ki bolbi?’

‘Amar je bhalobasha khunje pachchina, tui janish?’

‘Ki pachchish na?’

‘Bhalobasha’

‘KI jata bokchhish? Matha thik ache?’

‘Matha? Kar matha?’

‘Tor….abar kar ? majhratre prolap bokchish?

‘Amar? Tui to ultopalta bokchish…..’

‘Daaktar dekha, ami ghumate gelam…..majhrate bokbokani…’

Mala phone kete dilo.

Mala ke phone kore jana holona kon daktar…..

Phone rekhe dile amar bhari rag hoy. Ami kokhkhono take ar phone korina.



Robindronath ke phone lagalam.

‘hello’

‘hello, ke? Robindronath?’

‘Hya, tumi ke?’

‘Ami to ami, abar ke?’

‘Tumi kon kanoner phul?’

‘Ami phul noi….ami manobi…’

‘Jei Manobo ami shei Manobo tumi konya….’

‘Achcha sunun, kabyo korben na..’

‘Kabyo kore I to benche achi ekhon o….’

‘Apni na 22she srabon mara gelen?benche achen tar poreo?’

‘benche achi, tomader buke…’

‘Amar buke to pneumonia hoye kof jomeche…’

‘Achcha bolo ki bolbe, dak porbe abar…’

‘kiser dak ?’

‘kobita lekhar tagada dite lok ashbe?’

‘Shorge giyeo kobita lekhen?’

‘Likhi boi ki, na hole Denki ….se jai hok, tomar kotha bolo..’

‘Amar kotha?Ki bolbo?’

‘Aha tumi I to phone kolle’….

‘Amar kotha bolte to korini..’

‘Je karone korecho bolo..’

‘Amar bhalobasha pachchina….’

‘oh, tomar hiyar majhe dekho…’

‘Hiyar majhe ki kore dekhbo?

‘Se to ami bolte parbo na…’

‘ke bolte parbe?’

‘Bhalobasha re Sudhao…’

Dhhur, bhalobasha kei pachhci na, take ki sudhabo?

Rakhchi bole phone rakhlam…

Onekhkhon boshe boshe bhablam.

Tarpor uthe Indro ke phone lagalam.

Indro tokhon bodhdhoy Apsorader nach dekhte byasto.

Secretary ke bollam,’Indro ke din toh’

Bollo,’Ekhon hobe na, agamikal dupur barotar por korun’

‘Ki mushkil, ekhon I chai amar…’

‘Bollam to bishesh kaje byasto..hobe na..’

‘Bishesh kaj ta ki suni? Nach amio dher dekhate pari..’

‘Dekhan na giye, ke baron koreche?’

Bole I ghotang kore phone kete dilo.

Raag uthlo abar, line kete debar jonno.

Byata secretary, osobhbho lok ekta.

Next bar complain korbo or name.

Mar ghore unki dilam…..Ma kothao geche.

Baba ei somoy Ramkrishno Mission e jay.

Raja ke ekta phone korlam….

‘Ki re, eto khkhon ki korish?’

‘Kaj kori, office e… ‘

‘Onek korechhish, ebare aay…’

‘Na na…boss er meeting ache, jaouya jabe na..’

‘Ekta kotha bolar chhilo…ami…’

‘Ekhon kotha o bola jabe na..’

‘Keno jabe na? Amar je bhalobasha hariye geche..ki korbo?’

‘Gache chore boshe thak, ami rakhlam, ekdom time nei..’

Bole I abar phone rekhe dilo…

Karur dekhchi time nei kotha bolar!!!

Ajob jogote amra bash kori…

Rannaghore cha banate giye dekhlam Minoti mashi bason majhche.

Bollam,’Ek cup cha baniye debe?’

Bollo,’Hya, ei dei…’

Ami jiggesh korlam,Achcha amar ekta jinish pachchina..’

Omni haumau kore kante kante Minoti mashi bollo,’ Didi, poolish dakben na….obhaber songshar, samne pore chilo tai niyechhi…Chhele tar jor chardin…osudh kinte hobe…..Aste aste pherot diye debo….’

Koto ki Minoti mashi bole jete laglo…

Ami ranna ghor theke chhole elam ghore..

Jak ge, tao bhalo, Minoti Mashir kache ache…..Ami to bhabchhilam bujhi hariye I gelo…..

Ogochalo ghor ta gochate gochate dekhlam, Minoti mashi cha niye asche…..



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