Happy Thanksgiving

Chutir Mejaje
Bengali Short Story: By Manidipa Bhattacharya
11/24/2011
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Ghum bhenge ghorir dike takalo Mila.
Charte ponero baje!!
Eto bhore uthbe na bhebe abar chokh bondho korlo.
Aj abar bandhobira sobai ashbe.
Sobai mile ranna kora hobe, ratre bor bachchara eshe eksathe 'Thanksgiving' er khaouya daouya.
Etai plan apatoto.
Traditional 'Turkey' dinner na kore,bangali bhoj hobe.
Khamokha keno sundor niriho pakhi take hotya kora chhutir dine!!Kheteo bishwad jokhon!!
Ghum ar ashchena dekhe Mila uthei porlo.
Mukh dhuye cha kheye i yoga class ta kore nebe bhablo.
'Exercise freak' bole Milar bodnam ache.
Figure tao ta bhalo rekheche...
Boyosh pray ponchash hote chhollo.
Porer bochhor oder oneker i ordho shotobarshiki hobe.
Keu bole, keu bolena.
Mila dhak dhol pitiye facebook e update na dileo, kacher lokjon jane or boyosh.
Bhalo figure e sob jama kapor i maniye jay, tai tight jama kapor i pore regularly..
Tobe Bangali party te saree pore sadharonto.
Ajkal tanter saree i beshi pochondo kore.
Tar sathe lal boro tip.
Makeup kono kalei koreni.
Ekhon o kore na.
Boyosh barar sathe sathe baki bandhobi der makeup er poriman o bare dekheche.
Rinir barite du rattir theke dekheche, ponchash ta makeup lagiye tobe i oporupa hoye Rini party te beroy.
Sundori bole Rinir sukhyati ache.
Kintu barite thakle Rini khub i kodakar, e kotha sobai hoyto jane na.
Jak ge , jananor proyojon o nei.

Rini sobar seshe ashbe jane, eshei, Sanjay, or bor, tar name guchcher complain niye boshbe.
Age, eshob sune, onek gyan dito oke, oder problem solve korar chesta korto.
Ekhon ar sunte bhalo lage na.
Problem ta ashole Mila r i.
Kotha kom bole , tai sunte hoy beshi.
Sune sune tired hoye jay Mila.
Rini hochche news reader o feeder.
Nana dhoroner khobor paouya jay or kache.
O khobor songroho korte bhalobashe.
Sobai ke phone kore, dekha kore, sobar khobor jogar kore.
Tarpor Mila ke eshe update dey.
Mila tai ajkal news channel ar dekhe na.

Rini nijer khobor, onner khobor dutoi janiye dey Mila ke.

Rini r bor ghorer kaje help kore na, bachchader homework dekhe na..

Nitur bor, Neil, tar secretary r sathe prem korche.
Detective lagiye Nitu dekheche, secretary ke mercedez gari kine diyeche.Bor tar apartment eo niyomito jay.
Ki bhabe bor ke boshe ante hoy, e dhoroner nanan poramorsho dey Rini Nituke.
Ar baki roilo Piu.

Piu,Piu r bor Shomeek, ar Mila ek i college e poreche.
College er por i Piu Shomeek biye kore ney.
Aparently tara sukhi.
Bachcha kachcha nei oder.
Dujone bhaloi ache.
Rini r dharona ora sukhi noy.
Ek ghore shoy na.
Tai bachcha nei.
Piu konodin e niye kotha boleni.
Rini ki kore jane, eta Mila jane na.
Probably ratre oder janla diye unki mere dekheche..

Piu r moton,Rini ar Sanjay o prem kore biye koreche.
Nitu o oder sathe ek i college e poreche.
Tai Rini, Sanjay ar Nitu college buddies.

Neil ar Nitu r arranged marriage.
Oder duto meye ache.

Yoga class e aj ar mon boshlo na Milar.
Mathar modhdhe hajar golpo ghurche bon bon kore.
Rini eshe aro golpo mathay dhokay.
Tokhon du peg whiskey golay na dhalle ghum ashe na.

Class theke beriye i ekta cigerrette dhoralo Mila.
Bari jabar pothe ki ki jinish kinte hobe, mone mone tar ekta list banate laglo.
Cell phone bajche...
Nishchoy Rini.
Na, esomoye Neil er phone peye obak holo.
'Hello', bollo Mila.
'Hi ,I am  Neil' Opash theke jobab.
'Yes,I have your number, bolo..' Mila bollo.
'Aj to tomar bari party, Nitu jete bollo...'
'Hya, Nitu kothay?'
'Nitu to bachchader rekhe berolo tomar bari..' Neil ektu aste aste kotha bolche.
'O achcha , tumi chhole esho tahole..'Mila jobab dilo.
'Ami to janina Nitu tomader ki boleche amar name, tai jete bhorsha pachchi na...'
Haa Haa kore hese Mila bollo,'Prem o korbe,bhoy o pabe, duto eksathe jaye na...'
O pash theke kono reply na peye Mila bujhlo kotha ta bola uchit hoyni.
Bollo,'Sorry,tomake erokom bola thik hoyni, amay Nitu kichhui boleni, hothath mukh phoshke baje kotha bole phelechhi..'
'Na baje kotha na, thik i kotha...prem to korchhi i tobe Nitur moto lukiye na...Etai ja difference..'Neil gombhir golar uttor dilo.
'Excuse me!!' bolei khokh khokh keshe uthlo Mila.
Sokal belay erokom kotha sune cigerrette er bishom khelo Mila.
'Sorry, kothata bola uchit hoyni, achcha rakhi.. ratre dekha hobe asha kori..' Neil bollo.
'Tumi aste na chao tomar byapar, kintu party te scene create na holei bhalo...' Mila bollo.
'Scene create to ami korbo na, Nitu i korbe,a amake bole gelo...'Neil Bollo.
'O achcha...serokom hole, tumio tomar kotha bolo..'Mila thik ki jobab debe bujhchhe na....
Odik theke onno line e Nitu phone korche...
Or barite pouche geche mone hoy...
Ki korbe Mila ektu confused..
Neil i banchiye dilo,'Bollo, na thak, osob kichhu korbo na...ami jabo...'
Rakhlam, bole phone rekhe dilo.

Neil er phone ta disconnect hobar por Nitur phone ta pelo.

'Hello, tui barite nei?' Nitu shobhaboto o ektu birokto.
'Ei du minute... ashchhi..'Bole Mila gari start dilo.

Ar grocery jaouya holo na.
Aro deri hole Nitu r bokuni khete hobe.

Gari theke namte na namtei Nitu r boka suru holo.
'Ekdin exercise na gele i hochchilo na?'

'Aay, aay, bhetore aay...bosh , cha ta kha..tarpor bokish..' Mila haste haste bollo.
'Toke ar boke ki hobe , sunbi to na ....' Nitu gari theke jinish pottor namate namate bollo..
'Exercise kora kharap naki?' Mila o namate help korte laglo..
'Na , ta noy, eka eka thakish, biye korish na, cigerrette ar mod khash...' Nitu bolte bolte ranna ghore dhuklo..
'Hya, erokom meyeke ke biye korbe?'bolte bolte Rinio dhuklo..
'Ar ekjon add holo...' Mila bollo..
'Amio eshe gechi...' bolte bolte Piu o eshe gelo.

'Babbah, tora to sob khabar i baniye enechhish dekhchhi...tahole ekhon ar ki korbo amra?'Mila bollo.
'Chol mod khai...cigerrette er packet ta de dekhi Mila......'Bolei whiskey dhalte laglo Piu.

'Ema tui i cigerrette khash?'Nitu obak hoye Piu ke bollo..
'Keno?khele ki hoy?'Piu cigerrette e sukh tan diye bollo..
'Cigerette khele bachcha hoy na...' Nitu phosh kore bole boshlo.
'Tobe...Bachcha gulo nijer bor er hole bhalo hoy...' Piu chanchur er packet ta khulte khulte bemakka ekta jobab dilo..

Muhurter jonno sobai chhup...
Kichhukhkhon theme hish hish kore Nitu jiggesh korlo,'Ki bolte chash tui?'
'Nijei janish..Bor to ar emni emni prem korena tor..' Chanachur khete khete ar phosh phosh kore dhonya chharte chharte bollo Piu.
'Na jene kotha bola uchit na' Rini egiye ashlo Nitu ke rokhkha korte..
'Bachchagulo kar janle, tui o e kotha boltish na...' Rini r kothar jobab dilo Piu.

Nitu ekdom chhup kore ache dekhe Rini chitkar kore bollo,' Ki bolchish ja ta !!'
Piu Whiskey niye Mila ke jiggesh korlo, 'Oi Packet theke mangsher chop gulo de to Mila...Boddo khide peyeche..'

Mila chop gorom korte gelo ranna ghore...Piu o elo Milar sathe.
Mila erokom Piu ke konodin dekheni...
Pechhon pechhon Rini o ranna ghore chhole esheche..
'Bachchagulo kar Piu?'..Tokhon Piu r kach theke jobab na peye, Rini abar jiggesh korlo..
'Amar to ar bachcha nei, jader bachcha tader jiggesh kor giye' ...bole i Piu sofay eshe boshe chop ar whiskey khete laglo.

Mila ekta cigerrette dhoralo dekhe, Nitu o ekta cigerrette chailo Mila r kache...

'De sala, ekta biri i khai...' Nitu r mukhe o khisti sune Mila obak holo.

Nitu ke cigerette dite dite Mila Rini ke o ekta offer korlo.

Rini kichukhkhon bhebe cigerrette ta niye dhoralo.
Gelashe whishkey dhele boshlo Nitu r pashe.

Nitu o uthe giye whishkey dhallo nijer jonno..

Tai dekhe Mila haste laglo ho ho kore.

Mila ke haste dekhe Nitu jiggesh korlo, 'haschish keno?'
'Ami jantam cigerette ar mod meyeder khete nei...Amake na kotobar bolish tora..Aj dekhchhi ek dine i, tora, amar moto hoye gechish..Moja kore bollo Mila.

Mila ke haste dekhe sobai heshe uthlo...

Abohaouya take halka korar jonno Mila bollo,'Aaj tahole ar ranna korbo na?'

'Prochur khabar to ache dekhchi, aj boshe adda i mara jak' Piu bollo.

'Adda mara, na bondhuder opoman kora, konta korte chash?' Rini r raag ta ekhon o komeni bojha jachche.
'O sob kotha aaj thak..' Nitu bollo.
'Keno thakbe? Sobar name ja ta kotha bolbe ar amra mene nebo?' Rini khyak khyak kore uthlo.
'Korle dosh na, bolle i dosh?' Piu heshe bollo.

Piu ke haste dekhe Rini aro rege gelo.
Whiskey ta puro ta golay dhele bollo,'Jhere kash na,Saali...'
Nitu bole uthlo,'Thanksgiving day te abar jhogra korar ki dorkar?'
'Jhogra na, amar jana dorkar....'Rini bole uthlo.
'Etodin jokhon janish ni, ekhon ar jene labh ta ki?' Piu bollo.
'Piu, tui tham ebare....Onek baje kotha bole jachchish asha theke...' Mila ebare ektu rege uthlo.
'Tui chup kor, amar bor take to nake dori diye nachachchish....beshi bok bok korish na...' Piu aro khepe giye gelashe mod dhallo.
'Ami nachachchi?Je nachar, emnite i nache..nachate hoy na..' Mila o rege giye bollo.
'Sarakhkhon figure dekhiye , ghare r opor uthe cigerrette khele, kon chhele nachbe na?' Piu r mukh chokh lal hoye utheche...
'Figure nei, tai dekhate parish na...Gym e giye ektu kosto korle i parish..Dekhbi tui o parbi nachate...' Mila ar ekta cigerette dhoralo.
'Tor moto oto niche namte ami parbo na...' Piu , Mila r kach theke i ar ekta cigerette chailo.
'Tai naki?Biye ta tahole korli ki kore?'..cigerette ta diye Mila bollo.
'Baje kotha bolish na...Shomeek i amake biyer prostab ta diyechhilo...' Piu dhonya chhere bollo.
'Tahole, alada ghore sush keno?'Majh khan theke Rini abar phoron katlo.
Rini r phoron sune Piu aro khepe giye bollo,'Tor bor ke jiggesh kor Saali, Nitur jomoj bachcha duto kar?'

Rini agun chokhe Nitur dike takiye ache...
Mila tai dekhe bhoy peye kotha ghorabar chesta korte chailo..bollo,'Let's not talk about this...'
'Keno noy?Ami sunte chai..' Rini dante dant chepe bollo..
'Piu baje kotha bolche...'Kothata bole, Mila ranna ghorer dike gelo, aro khabar ante.
'Baje kotha ei matro tui bolli amake..'Piu aj khub i uttejito mone holo...

Mila ghure takiye bollo,'Seta tor bor kei jiggesh korish...'
'Amar bor na tor nagor?' Piu rage phunsche..
'Mila r konoi dosh nei' Rini amta amta kore bollo.
'Tui janli ki kore? Dekhish na dujoner koto bhab? Piu pray chitkar kore jiggesh korlo Rini ke...
'She to tor biye r onek age theke i.....' Rini aro kichu bolte jachchilo, Mila i dhomok dilo...'Aah, Rini, ki hochche ki?'

Mila ranna ghore jaouyate golper iti porlo...

Kichhukhkhon bade sobai ranna ghore joro holo abar.

Je jar khabar bar kore table e sajate laglo...

'Oh hya, Neil phone korechhilo sokale amake' ..Mila , Mithuke bollo..
'Toke?hothath?' Rini jiggesh korlo.
'Kotha ta sunlei abar batash gorom hobe bhebe , Mila chup kore kajer bhan korte laglo.
Mone mone bhablo,e somoye, e kotha ta na bollei hoto...

Chup kore ache dekhe Nitu jiggesh korlo,'Ki bollo Neil?'

'O ashte bhorsha pachchena ekhane, jodi scene create hoy..' Mila amta amta kore bolei bhablo, abar o chale bhul.

'Kiser scene?' Nitu kotmot chokhe Milar dike cheye ache...

Rini taratari bole uthlo,'Or secretary ke niye jodi kichhu bolish...'

'Tokeo phone korechhilo?'Rini ke proshno ebar Nitur...

'Keno tui amar bor er sathe ku-kormo korte parish, ar amay phone korlei dosh?' Rini jhanjhiye uthlo..

Kothata abar onno dike ghure gelo dekhe Mila taratari bole uthlo, 'College er kotha baad de na ekhon...'

'College er kotha i to amra aj sunte chai....Tui i na Shomeek ke katiye diye USA chole esechhili? Ekhon abar or gaye porchhish keno?' Abar Piu Mila ke attack korlo.

Mila begotik dekhe bollo,'Hya, korechhi besh korechhi, He was not my type'

'Kon type tor pochondo?Jamakaporer moton to boyfriend paltash regularly..' Piu abar chitkar kore uthlo.

'Jeta janish na, seta niye kotha bolte jash na Piu...' Rini kotha bolte jachche dekhe, Mila jor kore Rinir mukh bondho korlo, mukhe hath chapa diye...

Hath soriye Rini bollo,'Keno, tor sacrifice er kotha keno janabi na Piu ke?' bolei Rini kandte suru korlo hothath.
Rini ke kandte dekhe Piu uthe Mila r hath dhore bollo,'Shomeek ke tui miththye kotha bolechhili tobe?'
'Ki kotha, kober kotha , amar mone o nei otosob...Bhule ja Piu..'Milar chokhe jol eshe gelo...
'Na, na tui bol...Keno Shomeek ke tui reject korechhili college e? Amar jonno?'Piu o kandte laglo....
'Areh, na na...Dhur pagli..se sob kobekar kotha!!Osob mone rakhte ache naki?' Mila Piu ke joriye dhore bollo.
Mila Piu ke Joriye dhore kandche dekhe, Nitu eshe Rini r kache hantu gere bollo,'Amay khoma kore dish Rini..Ja hoyeche, sob biye r agei...ami ar...'

Kotha sesh hobar age i baire calling bell er awaj holo...

'Bor era sob eshe geche bodhhoy, chol khabar gorom kori....' Bole Mila bairer dorja khulte gelo..

....Copyright @Manidipa

Red Butterfly

Shei Dustu Projapoti ta…
Bengali Short Story By Manidipa Bhattacharya
11/15/2011
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Ranjan:Kemon Achho?

Deepa:Fast-o-celas.

Ranjan:Ek i rokom acho ekhon o?Boyosh bare na tomar?

Deepa:Ke bollo bare na? porer bochhor ‘ordho shoto barshiki’ palon korbo ami….

Ranjan:Dekhe to mone hochche na….Ekhon to teenager er saj….

Deepa:Teenager thaka kalin tumi amay chinte na, ekhon o cheno na….majhkhane kota

bochor sudhu chinecchhile ..hoyto..kintu…Chenoni kichhui bojha jachche….

Ranjan:Tumi ki amay chinechhile?

Deepa:Na….

Ranjan:Chenar chestai koroni hoyto..

Deepa:Hoyto…Sobai tai bole….

Ranjan: Ki bole?

Deepa:Ei jemon, ‘tumi amay bujhle na, bojhar chesta koroni’….Anyway, e kotha bolar jonno ki dakle.., eto bochhor por?

Ranjan:Tumii to suru korle baje kotha…

Deepa: Ami sob somoy baje kotha boli, tai na?.

Ranjan:Bolo i to…

Deepa : Thik ache ebar bolo keno hothath ?

Ranjan : Keno notun millionaire peye ar amar sathe kotha bolte ichche korchhe na ?

Deepa :Ki kora jabe ? Tomake biyer propose korlam, katiye dile….

Ranjan :Tomake ?Biye ?Pagol na petkharap ?

Deepa:Tahole abar notun bondhu jotano te oto rag kiser?

Ranjan:Rag to onek i korechhi, tumi se gulo dekhte paoni..Ashole nije r oporei rege achhi..…..

Deepa: Rag kora bhalo , tate nijeke chhena jay….Onnerao chinte pare…Tokhon i ashol chhehara ta manusher prokash pay..Na hole to sobai mukhosher arale thake..

Ranjan: Kabbo ta bhaloi paro..

Deepa: O hya, lekhika manush to, lekhay kabbi ta khole bhalo tai.

Ranjan:Ajkal to onek i famous tumi…Pray i tomar lekha pori…Tomar famous hobar ichche ta poorno holo tahole.

Deepa: Hingshe hochche?

Ranjan: Na, tumi ja chheyechhile, seta hote perechho…Ami seta dite partam na…..

Deepa: Ki peyechhi, Ki cheyechhilam, ami janina…

Ranjan:Fame cheyechhile…Ar karur byatha ta dekhte paroni tai...

Deepa: Byatha? Ta hobe hoyto…Amar byatha ta ki keu bojhar chesta korechhilo?

Ranjan: Tomar mone byatha, bhalobasha, sacrifice , e kotha gulo lekha ache naki?

Deepa:Hya, ta thik, tumi i amay hoyto thik thak chhinechho…

Ranjan:Tomake chena.. …

Deepa: Thamle keno?…

Ranjan:Purono kashundi ghete ar labh to kichhu nei…Anyway, bolo…ki khabe?

Deepa: Ekta coffee nebo khali..

Ranjan: Ami ekta sandwich nebo…saradine khaouya hoyni…

Deepa: Barite khabar banabar lok to achei jokhon, tokhon khao ni keno?

Ranjan: Barir khabar ami konodini khete bhalobashina tumi jano..

Deepa: Ami to banatam na, tai khete na…ekhon jokhon…..

Ranjan: Osob kotha thak…bhalo lagchhe na.

Deepa: Tahole ki kotha bolbo?….

Ranjan: Tomar kotha bolo shuni….Sunlam siggir biye korchho..

Deepa: Hobe hoyto..

Ranjan: Mane?

Deepa: Kichhu na….

Ranjan: Date ta kobe?

Deepa: Agami mashe…Tomar to biye r pray du bochhor hote chhollo , tai na?

Ranjan: Hunn…

Deepa: Bachcha kachcha?.

Ranjan: Hote chholeche….

Deepa: Amii o to cheyechhilam….

Ranjan: Tokhon byapar ta onno rokom chhilo…….

Deepa: Ar ekhon sob palte gelo bujhi..?

Ranjan: Somoyer sathe sob kichhui paltay…

Deepa: Tumi onno rokom hoye gecho….

Ranjan: Tumio…Age sob somoy saree porte, boro tip dite , ar ekhon Jeans T-Shirt…

Deepa: Midlife crisis!!

Ranjan: Chharo to, phaltu kotha…Eto change keno Deepa?

Deepa: Preme porle omon i hoy….

Ranjan: Ager ta ki prem chhilo na?

Deepa:Ager ta? Bhalo bolechho….

Ranjan: Golpo ta ejonnoi bhalo lekho tumi…Ta, likhte giye onno nam nite holo keno Sikha Mitra r?

Deepa: Sikha tomar bou er nam, tai bhablam ektu jalai….

Ranjan: Abar or kotha tulchho keno?….

Deepa: Tumii to jiggesh korle….

Ranjan: Amader kotha niye golpo likhle keno? Ar kono golpo chhilona?

Deepa: Bah re, ami janbo ki kore chhepe debe potrikay?

Ranjan:Aha…pathiyechhilo ke?

Deepa:Ami i…Golpo ta eto hit hoye jabe bujhini..

Ranjan:Karur personal life ke public korte ektuo badhlo na tomar?

Deepa: Ami to amar jiboni likhchhilam….Ja sotti tai…Keu jodi na chay tahole age bhaba uchit chhilo.

Ranjan:Ki bhaba uchit chhilo shuni?

Deepa:Prem korar somoy bhabte parte….

Ranjan:Tomar sathe kotha bola o batulota….

Deepa : Opriyo sotti kotha, batulota bole bhrom hoy….Sotti kintu miththye hoyna…

Ranjan:Acting ta chhoto bela theke i sikhechhile?

Deepa: Sikhini, Natural….Koto prize peyechhilam.

Ranjan: Nayika hole na keno? Nam korte….

Deepa: Ma je korte dilo na…bollo porasuna koro…

Ranjan : Porashona tao korle parte, ektu ruchi gyan ta barto….

Deepa :Kuruchi na Suruchi ?

Ranjan : Mod na kheyei matlamo korchho dekhi..

Deepa: Matal tomar jonno je…Dhonno Ami Dhonno je…Manna De r ekta gan ache na? Ekhane mod paouya jay? .....Waiter…

Ranjan: Ar mod khete hobe na…cholo otho….Ekhane anatai bhul hoyechhilo.

Deepa: Ekhanei amra prothom din esechilam, tomar mone ache Ron?

Ranjan: Kotodin bade ei name dakle tumi …

Deepa: Amay tumi miss koro?

Ranjan: Kori hoyto….

Deepa:Tahole abar biye korle keno?

Ranjan: Eka eka thaka jayna bole….

Deepa: Sikha ke biye na kore amake korle parte…..

Ranjan: Sombhob hole kortam, hoyto….

Deepa: Oshombhob chhilo keno?

Ranjan: Oshombhob kichhu na, tomake dukhkho dite chaini.

Deepa: Dukhkho to ekhon o dichcho..tobe?

Ranjan:Aste aste ekdin bhule jabe….

Deepa: Tumi bhulechho?

Ranjan: Bhola ki otoi sohoj Pagli?

Deepa: Kotodin bade ei name dakle tumi.

Ranjan: Kotodin? Khub beshi hole dui bochhor.

Deepa: Dui bochhore sob palte jay?

Ranjan:Ek dinei sob paltay.

Deepa:Tumi to paltao ni.

Ranjan:Bhuri ar taak ta dekhte pachcho?

Deepa: Taak thaklei taka ashe.

Ranjan: Mundu…Otho…

Deepa: ‘Priyo jai jai bolo na…’

Ranjan: Aje baje dhoper golpo na likhe gan ta korle parte.

Deepa: Ki partam ar ki partam na, jiboner hiseb guliye geche.

Ranjan: Jiboner abar hiseb hoy naki? Hiseb hoy onker khatay….

Deepa: ‘Jibone ki pabona, bhulechhi shhe bhabona, samne ja dekhi janina seki, ashol ki nokol shona’.

Ranjan: Thik tai….Bhebe labh nei, ja ashbe, jemon bhabe ashbe, accept kore neouyatai budhdhimaner kaj….Otho ebar…Kal sokale plane dhorar ache.

Deepa: Tomar garita kothay park korecho?

Ranjan:Samne dekheo chinchho na….

Deepa: Shei Laal garita ekhon o?

Ranjan: Tumii na bolecchhile, bikri na korte?

Deepa: Shei lal golap ta kothay?

Ranjan: Jekhane chhilo sekhanei ache…

Deepa: Shei lal chop chop projapotita ki kokhon o ar eshechhilo?

Ranjan:Projapoti ki ar phire ashe kokhon o?

Deepa: Esechhilo hoyto tumi chinte paroni….Bhebechho onno projapoti ota.

Ranjan: Phire elei ar ki, projapoti ta to urei chhole jabe.

Deepa: Shei holde phul tar kache ure chhole geche, tai na?

Ranjan: Setai to bhalo…na hole projapotita dom atke morei jeto….

Deepa:Keno, more jeto keno? Dekhchhile na lal chhop chhop projapoti ta je, lal golap ta ke koto kotha bolchhilo?.

Ranjan: Dur boka, Majhkhane je ekta kancher deouyal chhilo!!

Deepa: Ora keu karur kotha sunte pachchilo na?

Ranjan: Pachchilo…kintu…..

Deepa: Nischhoi oi dustu holde phul ta daklo projapoti ta ke…..

Ranjan :Holde phul ta dustu na, Projapoti ta dustu chhilo …

Deepa : Ar golap ta ?

Ranjan : Golap ta to kende kende sukiye more i gelo

Deepa: Ei jah!

Ranjan: Ki holo?

Deepa: Kichhu na, kal bhore press conference, ekta call korar kotha bhulei gechhi…..

Ranjan: Eto baje golpo ki kore je puroshkar pay!!

Deepa: Golpo ta baje na….Lekhika baje kore likheche tai baje…..

Ranjan:Whatever…Jao, garite otho, pouche dei.

Deepa:Na thak…Ei garite ar uthbo na…..

Ranjan: Na ki keu pickup korte ashbe?

Deepa: Ta ashbe…eshe geche, text korchhilo….

Ranjan: Tahole jao…egiye debo?

Deepa: Na, ei to kachhei garita dariye, dekhte pachchi…..

Ranjan:Erokom buro lokke pochhondo hoy?

Deepa:Jeta pochhondo hoy, seta onno loke niye ney….Etai bhalo.

Ranjan: Dhore rakhte chaile kintu dhore rakha jay.

Deepa: Na jayna…..Dekhle na projpoti ta kemon ure chhole gelo?

Ranjan: Jao ekhon….Burota dakchhe tomay.

Deepa: Bhalobashe amay khub….

Ranjan: Tai?

Deepa: Keno?

Ranjan: Kichhu na…Ar tumi?

Deepa: Tomar jene labh?

Ranjan: Labh lokshan er khata khule boshini kokhon o.

Deepa: Bosho, konodin somoy kore…Ami gelam….

Ranjan: Ekta kotha jiggsh korte pari?

Deepa: Na

Ranjan: Keno na?

Deepa: Ami proshner uttor dite chaina bole...

Ranjan: Uttor dite hobe na…

Deepa: Ami jani tomar proshno ta ki….

Ranjan:Achcha shuni tobe…

Deepa: Projapotita keno esechhilo tobe golap tar kache ?

Deepar mukher dike takiye kichhukhkhon, Ranjan aste aste garir dike pa baralo….



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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....

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