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
Sunday, February 5, 2017
Friday, January 6, 2017
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.
.....Copyright @Manidipa
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.
.....Copyright @Manidipa
Monday, January 2, 2017
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 !!
…….Copyright @Manidipa
Bengali Short Story
By Manidipa Bhattacharya
January 1st, 2017.
=============
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 !!
…….Copyright @Manidipa
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