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Bristi dube chilo “alokapurir” bornonai…birohi jokkho taar somosto sotta niye utbhaasito hochhilo bristir monoloke…”jokkho priya”aar kaachhe pathano sombad bristi anudhabon korachhilo somosto hridoi diye. Kabbyo baarta nichhilo bishhobaartar rup….Bristi jokhon sochhonde bichoron korchhe meghloke sei somai prothom borsher enakkhi elo dhir sonkuchito paaye.Bristi ke boi er raajje dube thaakte dekhe bollo, “didi ektaa katha chhilo….pore asbo ki?” Bristi kichhu ta annnomonosko bhabei bollo,”hum”.Enakkhi cholei jaachhilo..or jawar dike takiye bristir ki mone holo ke jane oke phire daaklo,nijer kaachhe bosiye jiggesh korlo,”ki bayper?”Enakkhi aro kichhu ta sonkochito hoye gelo,pri asphuto sore bollo,” manetumi to banglar….amake ekta kobita…” Or haab bhaab dekhei bristir sondheho hochhilo..maja o laagchhilo..emnite Enakkhi besh chotpote praanochhol meye taar erom sonkuchito haab bhaab..bristi sokoutuke chokkh naachiye jiggesh korlo,”kiser kobita?”Enakkhi aro kunthito bhaabe bollo,”mane jate kore…oi…nijer monerbhaab kauke bola jai”. Soddo asa junior guloke bristi nijer choto boner motoi dekhto..shenho korto.Enakkhir aajker haabbhaab ke tai abolilai bristi porte parchhilo…tobu oke khochanor lobh samlate paarchhilo na…jeno kichhui bujhte paarchhe na erom ekta much kore bristi jiggesh korlo,” Dekh kobita diye to moner sob rokom bhaabkei prokaash kora jai..ta tui thik konrokom bhaab ke prokaash korte chaichis seta na bolle to ami baachtei parbo na…”.Enakkhi jeno asha korechhiloor bristi di nije thekei sob bujhe jabe , e kathai taai ektu mormahoto hoyei bollo,”konbhaab prokaasher jonno kobita proyojon hoi didi?”Bristi mukhe choddo gaambhirjjo ene bollo,” somosto bhaab…maan theke utsarito somosto abegh ke prokaasher jonnoi kaabyikkobitar ashroi nen…”Enaakkhi dirghoshaash cherhe bollo,
“ami ki kabyik? Ami…asole”. Katha asomaptto rekhei much nichhu korlo. Bristi aar choto bontar opor utpiron korte paarlo na. Soshenhe or mukhtatule dhorlo..bollo,” kon bhaber kobita tor proyojon ..ta etuku to bol,taar songe somporko ahche na ki ei prothom take daak dibi.”Enaakkhi ebaar anekta sohoj bhabei bollo,” se amake sei bhabe bodhai chenei na didi…take ami ….”Bristi bollo,”Bujhechhi,dekhi chesta kore kobitar setu diye tor monerbhaab pouchhe dite pari kina taar kaachhe.”Bristi chokh bondho kore moner modhye dub dilo…taar priyo kobir kobita gulor modhye kojaar chesta korlo..sekhaaneo bibbhranti..ebhaabe khojaar artho morubhumi te soshyodanar khoj. Bristi enakkhi ke bollo,”ki kori bolto? Sob kobitaguloi mone hochhe tor bhaab prokaasher joggo…madhurjjer bichare keu kom keu beshi noi..’chander haat e’ path hariyechhi ekhon tui ei bol ki hobe upaai?”Enakkhi chotpot bollo,”tumi amar jaigai thaakle je kobita ta select korte setai dao.”Bristi bollo,”Ami tor jaigai thaakle adeu kobita ditam kina ke jane..tobe ekta paarthonaa amaar jaigaai toke jeno aste na hoi. Bristi nijer maan ke abaar bhaasiye dilo achhin pure taar sopner raajputrer dike,nije ke daar koralo ‘alokapuri te’..bristir manos pote dhire dhire phute utlo or “sopner raajputrer”hashhodipto mukh..abeshjorito konthe bristi uchharon korlo…
“ bahire tumi nile na more ,dibos gelo boye,
tahate mor ja hoi hok khoti,
antore ja dibaar chhilo milichhe ek hoye,
chorone tobo gopone taar goti.
Lukaye chhilo chaya te phul, bhorilo tobo dali,
Gondho bhora bondona te diyaachhi dhup jail,
Prodeep chilo molin shikha, doyaate chhilo kali,
Dipto hoye uthichhe taar jyoti.
Bahir hote na jodi lyo o pujaar ei dali
Choron e tobo gopone taar goti.
Nahoi tumi opaare thake , epaare ami thaaki
Nirosh moru tire,
Andhokaare sondhyatara noyone dei aaki
Sudur tobo udaar akhitire.
Byathai momo tomaari chaya porichhe mor praane,
Biroho hani tomaari bani milichhe mor gaane,
Alokh srote bhabna dharai tomari tot pane
Epaar hote bohiyaa mor noti.
Je bina tobo mondire te baje ni taane taane
Chorone tobo nirobe taar goti.”


Enaakkhi kokhon uthye esay bristir paashe dariyechhilo brishti kheyaal kore ni…chomok bhaanglo Enaakkhir shore.. “ didi ei kobita tai tobe likhe dao”…Bristir chokh theke duphota jol goriye porechhilo,nije ke taratari samle niye bollo,”dhur paagol, prothomei bichhedher sadhona keno korbi? Borong sopner phiri kor… lekh…

“Amra dujona sorgo khelna
Goribo na dhoroni te
Mugddho lolito ashru golito gite.
Ponchho sorer bedona madhuri diye
Basor ratri rochibona mora priye|;
Bhaagyer paaye durbol praane
Bhikkha na jeno jachi.
Kichhu nai bhoi, jani nischoi,
Tumi aachho ami aachhi.”
Etodur likhe Ennakkhi bollo,”didi ei ki sopno pheri korar kobita?”Bristi komol hesay bollo,” Mrityur mukhe daraye janibo ..tumi aahchho ami ahchhi..” er theke boro sopno, er theke besi nirbhorotaa,er theke mohot somarpon aar ki hote pare?”Ennakkhi kichukhon bhaablo taarpor bollo,” thik bolechho”.

Ennaakhi or kobita niye chole gechhe. Bristi o dube giyechhilo “alokapurir “rajje megheder deshe. Hotat murtimoti jhor hoye elo Ips aar biri. Biri bollo,” tui ki promaan korte chaichis bolbi? Etota boro idiot noi eto boromohot praan niye bechhe thaakbi ki kore…..lojja kore na tor…” Bristi aprotyashito ei akromone hotobhombo hoye giyechhilo, konorokome jiggesh korlo,” ki holo? Ami abar ki korlaam?” Biri jongkaar diye utlo,”na tumi to kichui koro ni…korechhi to amra …tomaar moton mohotpraana ekjon ke bhaalobese bhul korechhi…”Bristi ebaar Ipse r dike phire bollo,”ki hoyechhe amake ektu khule bolbi ki tora? Ki korechhi ami?”Ips ebaar gombhir shore bollo,”Ennakkhi ke k kobita likhe diyechhe?” Bristi bollo,” o ei byaapaar! Ami ei likhe diyechhi kintu tate aporadher ki hoyechhe?” Biri jhajhiye utay bollo,” dekhli ami bolechhilam na toke..doyaar sagor uni..jottosob!!”Bristi bollo,” array mahamushkil to etay aporaadher ki hoyechhe? O kau ke nijer moner katha janate chai…ami oke ektu sahajjo korechhi matro.” Ips aro gombhir bhaabe bollo,”Tui ki Janis o kake nijer moner katha janate chaai? Tui ki re?”Bristi janalo j o seta jane na ebong oke jiggesh o kore ni.Biri abaar mukh khullo,” na jene shune likhe dili ..uff..toke niye…”Ips janalo,” o gopal da r jonno oi kobita likhiye niye gechhe.” Ghorer modhye baaj porleo bodhaai bristi eto ta chomkaato na….jiggesh korlo,” maame? O ki..?” Biri aar chup thaakte paarlo na,”hyaan, tui kon duniyaai thaakis ektu bolbi..keu esay bollo aar tui o omni…”Bristi kichhukhon chupchaap thaaklo…nije ke ektu saamle niye bollo,”ta o jodi kau ke nijer moner katha janate chaai janak na…ami tate badh saadhbo keno?”Biri ebaar aro tejer saathe bollo,”dekchis ips…kando gulo dekh…katha shunle haar pitti jole jai…baadh na saadhleo tui modot korbi?...ektuo badha dibi na?” Bristi ebaar driro konte bollo,” na debo na..eto niche ami naamte paarbo na. Kintu ekta kaatha bol, tora eta janli ki kore je Ennakkhi oke..” Ebaar Ips ja janalo ta anekta ei rokom..Ennaakkhi sathi der kaachhe giye kichhudin thekei gopal daar khoj kobor nichhilo. Aaj bristir kaach theke kobita likhiye niye giye biri ke giye dhorechhilo jate kore ota biri ba Ips er haat diye gopaal daa r kaache pathano jai…Ips ke sorasori approach korar shahos or hoi ni. Bristi sob shune kichhukhon chup kore chhilo taarpor bolechhilo,” jaak ge jaak badh de, or jodi kau ke kichhu jananor hoi o janabei…amader badha dewar kono adhikaar nei…aar biri tui o laphaas na..kau ke badha diye atke rakha jai na..ja hawar ta hobei”.

…sei kobita ki pouchhechhilo sothik thikanai?? Ke jane!! Bristi ra taar khobor raakhe ni..