The Thinker

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