Odhikar

    -- “Ki korchho ? -- “Ei toe, baire giyechhilam ektu, ekhon boi porchhi.” -- “Kothay kothay ghurle aaj ?” -- “Ramna Park-ei katiyechhi bela 3 ta theke 6 ta porjonto.” -- “O maa, tumi Ramna Park-eo jao naki.” -- “Na, tobe aaj monta khub kharap lagchhilo, bhablam ektu ghure ashi. Tai jawa.” -- “Taa ki ki korle shakhane.” -- “Dolany dulechhi.” -- “Bolo kii, tumi dolnay dulecho !” -- “Haa Shababa, tomar kachhe ajob mone hobe. Tumi phone rakho, ami call back korchhi.” -- “Tomar kono kichhui amar kachhe aajkaal ahob mone hoy na, tumi kemon jeno hoye jachchho din din.’   Amin call back kortei Shababa phoen dhorlo. Dr. Amin Ahmad Chaudhury-r bandhobi Shababa. Boyoshe bistor farak, tobuo bondhutto-ta jomechhe bhaloi. Edaning ei bondhutto niye Dr. Chaudhury-r office-e besh kana ghusha cholchhe. Tobu-o jeno dujoner karur-ee kono porwa nei. Ekjon onyojoner shahochorjo enjoy kore khub.   -- “Shono Shabby, mon dye shunbe.” -- “Ei, amake Shabby bolbe na. Do I look shabby ?” -- “ Bolbona, ekhon shono. Shokal thekei monta bhalo jachchhilo na. Breakfast-o korini. 2-tar dike ber holam, kono gontobyo nei. Hotath mone holo Ramna Parker dike jai. Onek din odike jawa hoy na. Ramnay pouchalam 3 ta bajeni tokhono. Parke temon lokjon nei. Cholte cholte dekhi ek jaygay besh bhir. Kache jeye dekhi okhane char pachta chhele joke shonachchhe ar manush gol hoye dariye dariye shunchhe ar heshe kuti kuti hochchhe. Ektu dariye okhan theke shore elam. Ektu dure dolnay koyekta meye dulchhe ar koyekte meye dariye dekhchhe. Pala kore dulchhe ora. Kache gelam. Ekta meye – koto hobe boyosh – maximum 15, kalo meye. Lal ekta kameez ar nil salwar pora. Orna-tao lal. Porichchhonno, kintu iron kora hoy ni. Shorir ekhono temon fute otheni, curvegulo temon shotej noy. Bujhai jachchhe opushtite bhugchhe. Khub jore dulchhe, nana bhongimay. Oshadharon dokkhotay dariye boshe shuye dulchhe. Dolna ta 45 theke 135 degree arc chhui chhui korchhe. Ami dekhchhi toe dekhchhiii.

Hotath amar mone holo meyetao amake dekhchhe. Thoter kone hashir jholok dekha jachchhe. Ami bujhe niyechhi era kara. Dhire dhire goti komlo dolnar. Thamlo meyeti, amar dike cheye bollo, -- “dulben ?”  Kichhu na bole ami shoe khule fellam. Darano ekta meyer shamne shoe-ta rekhe bollam, -- “Ektu dekhe rakhbe, churi hoye gele khali paaye ghore firte hobe.” Heshe uthlo shobgulo meye. Ami dolnar dike egiye jatei meyeti shore jate chailo. Ami bollam, -- “Jabe na, tomake niyei dulbo.”  Thomke darlo meyeti, shara chokhe mukhe bishmoyer chhap sposhto. Bollam, -- “Dolnay otho.” Montro mugdho manusher moto dolanay uthlo meyeti. Amio or shamna shamni daralam. Ami shikol dhortei o haat baralo. Bollam, --“ Na, tumi shikol dhorbe na” Obak holo o. Bollo –“ Pore jabo toe.” Bollam, -- “Na, porbe na, tumi amake joriye dhore rakho.” Uchchhol hashi charpashe. Darano meyegulo hashchhe. Dolnar meyeti amar mukher dike cheye ache. Bollam, --“Ko holo, dhoro amake.” O dhorche na dekhe ami or du haat dhore amar pither du pashe joriye diye bollam, -- dhore rahkho,” bolei dolnay payer chap dilam. Dolna dule uthtei ebar o amake thikee joriye dhorlo.  

Goti barchhe dolnar. Onektai upore uthe jachchhe. Shokto kore dhore rekhechhe mayeti amake. Matha amar buke chepe ache. Bhoy pacchhe mone kore bollam, -- “matha tolo meye, amar dike takao.” Mukh tullo meye, dagor chokhe osru tol tol korchhe. Kana shamlate cheyeo parche na. Bollam, -- “Ki holo ? Kadchho keno ? Bhoy nei. Shokto hoye thakbe na, nijeke amar upor chhere dao, shohoj hou. Tomar dik theke dolnay chap dao. Dekhbe koto upore uthe jachchhe dolna. Bhoy peyo na. Tumi amake dekho ami tomake dekhbo.” Kanna mukhe hashi futlo. Heshe dilo meye, sholaj hashi, chokher taray jhilik fute uthche. – “Apna ke dhorei thakbo ?” --“Tai thakbe.” –“Shara jiibon dhore thakte deben ?” Paye chap dilo meye, alternate dupashe payer chap peye dolna ekhon pagle ghora. Kromei chap barachchhe meyeti. Palla diye amio. Dolna ekhon 180 degree puro half circle chhui chhui pray. Bollam, --“bhoy pachchho.” -- “Na. Apni thakte bhoy ki.” Dariye thaka meyegulo tali dichchhe. Hashte hashte bhenge porchhe ora. Char pashe lokjon joma hochchhe. O-ke bollam, -- “Thambe ?”  -- “Na, aro dulbo, shara jibon dulbo emnii kore, apnake buke dhore.” -- “Je buuk, Ei diye amake dhore rakhbe ?” Heshe bollam ami, Obak hoye cheye roilo meye shorashori amar dike. Ghori dekhlam, 15 minit agei ek ghonta paar hoye gechhe. Dhire dhire thamiye anchhi dolna. Mukher dike cheye o bollo, --“Thamchhen keno ?” -- “Jabar shomoy hoye gechhe.” -- “Ekta kotha bolbo ?” -- “Bolo..” -- “Jore koyekta dol diye upore uthe jan. Upore thaktei mukh nichu korben, ami apnake chumu debo. Amar shar jiboner shonchoy hoye thakbe ei chumu ar aajker dinta. Deben chumu dite ?” Paya jore chap dilam ami, tal melelo meyeti. Onek upore uthe gelo dolna. Ami mukh nichu kortei thote thot rakhlo o. Public na bujhleo dariye thaka meyegulo thikee bujhechhe. Uchcho kontho hashi ar haat tali thamchhe na. Por por tinbar chumu diye dolnay chap chhere dilo o. Dhire dhire theme gelo dolna. Tokhono o amake dhore ache. Neme elam amra. Public nana shorosh montobyo korte korte chole jachchhe. O matha nichu kore dariye ache. -- “Ki holo tomar, etokhon buke rekhe ekhon matha nichu kore achho keno ? Boshe ektu rest nao. Achcha bolo toe, emon shuddho kore kotha bola shikhle ki kore.” – “Shekhanor lok achhe. Onek bhodrolok-ee ashe amader kache. Tader shathe kotha bolte hoy. Bhalo kore koth bola na janle shomoshya hoy.” Dosh minit boshar por oke bollam, -- “Otho, amar shathe esho.” -- “Kothay jabo ? Dure jabona.” -- Arey baba, gate-er baire jabo, icecream khabo, shobai mile.” Onyanyoder dike chailo o. Ora matha naralo. Uthe dariye amar haat dhorlo meyeti, --“Cholen.” Gater ek pashe Igloo-r gari. Duto ek kg box ore haate dhoriye diya bollam, –  “Ami ashi ekhon. Shobaike niye ekhon boshe boshe icecream khao.” -- “Abar kokhono dekha hobe ?” Chokhe panir dhol neme eshechhe, konthoshor dhora dhora. Ki mone kore pocket theke card ber kore or haate dilam janina. Bollam, -- “Kharap kono loker haate card diyo na. Amar shomoy hobe na hoyto abar ashar, tumi shomoy pele chole esho.”  Garite uthlam ami. Start diye pichhone cheye dekhi, chey achhe meye. Gari back kore ore pashe eshe bollam, -- “Tomar naamta jana hoynee.” Heshe dilo o. Bollo, -- “Etokkhone mone porlo ? Ami Sumaiya.”

Acceletor-e chap diye gari niye ber hoye elam. Shababa, shunle toe aaj bikaler golpo. -- “ Amin, tumi shotyee ajob manush. Onyo keu hole lukato. Tumi shob shotyee bolechho. “ bollo Shababa. -- “Ki kore bujhle, aro onek kichhui toe gopon kore jete pari.” -- “Na, tumi gopon koroni. Ami, Srabonee ar Megha dure dariye shobta dekhechhi. Oi shomoy amrao chhilam parke. Tomake dekhe dur theke follow kore shob dekhechhi amra. Lojjay amar matha kata gechhe.” -- “Tai nakii, tomar bandhobira ki bollo.” -- “Shara poth ora ekta kothao boleni amar shathe. Gari theke neme jawar shomoy shudhu bolechhe, --“Jodi partam, toke khun kore oi manushtar buke jetam. Boro beshi bhagyoban tui.” -- “Er por-o bolchho, lojjay tomar matha kata jachchhe ?” -- “Aree bojhona tumi, ora bangokti korechhe.” -- “Hoyto ba.” Phone rekhe dilam ami. Bandhobider montobyo-r kichhui bojheni Shababa, noyto amake oder theke dure rakhte chhol korchhe.   Tarpor shat din chole geche. Shababa ar phone korenee. Je maye proti din doshbar phone kore, shoja office-e chole ashe, she meye ekebare chup. Ei shundor shokaltay-o bhalo lagche na kichhui. Intercom-ta bejei choleche, dhorchhi na. Baja thamchhei na. Cheye dekhi building-er reception theke. Bhablam Shababa eshei gelo bodh hoy. Phone uthatei reception theke bollo, ”Sir, ekta meye eshchhe, bolchhe ghorer kaaj korar jonyo naki pathiyeche.” -- “Pathiye dao.”  Tahole Shababa noy. Pasher building-er kajer bua aaj ashte parbena bole onyo kauke pathiyeche hoytoe. Knock shune dorja khule obek ami. -- “Arey tumi.” -- “Haa, ami. Ami sumaiya. Dekhte eshechhi apnake.” -- “Esho bhitore esho.” -- “Ei apnar basha ! Madam koi, chakri kore bujhi ? Furniture koi ? Shudhu floor-e pata ektaa bichana, ekta wardrobe, ekta dressing table, byassss ! Daran kitchen ta dekhe ashi.” Kitchen theke ore gola shona gelo, “Omaa, eto dekhchhi aro khali ! Eto kom jinish diye cholen ki kore ! Basha dekhe toe mone hoyna apni eto gorib.” Ami dekhchhi  o-ke. Ki shoprotive meye.  Basher shobta dekhe eshe boshlo o. -- “Madam koi ?” -- “Madam nei amar. Ekai thaki. Bosho tumi, kemon achho tai bolo.” -- “ Bhalo achhi, amra jemon bhalo thaki. Apnake bhulte parchhilam na, tai mone holo dekhe ashi. Bhoy nei, kauke bole ashinii, shathe kauke niyeo ashini.” -- “Eka eshechho, bhoy kore ni tomar ?” -- “Amra manush chini, chokh dekle bujhe jai ke ki chay, kar mone ki achhe. Apnake bhoy pawar kichhu nei. Bhalobashar onek kichhui achhe. Eto boyoshe biye koren ni keno ?” -- “O bishoye tumi naai ba janle.” Uthe jaye drawer khullam ami. Ekta packet niye ore dike bariye diye bollam, -- “Dekho toe laqge naki. Ami kenakata korte pari na. Andaje kinechhi.” -- “Kii ache etay ?” -- “Khule dekho, bhalo lagle pore felo. Du din ageyee tomar jonyo Elephant Road theke ekta three piece kine enechilam shomoy shujog moto tomake debo bole. Ki moja dekho, amake ar tomar khoje jete holo na.” Ore haat kapchhe. Packet khule ber korlo merun ar shonali ronger three piece-ta. Ghuriye firiye dekhche o. Chokhe pani chole eshachhe. Uthe dariye shorire lagiye dekhlo, ektu tight fit hobe mone holo amar. -- “Pore felo.” -- “Keno korte gelen ashob ? Onek dam toe etar. Amar nei, tai bole kapor chini na ta noy.” Ore chokh shoja amar mukher dike.

-- “ Dam ? Tomar ektukro hashir dosh lokkho bhager ek bhag-o na. Nao hoyeche, mollader moto korona. Dawat kheye taka pocket-e dhukate dhukate  bolbe – eshober ki dorkar chhilo. Poro, dekhi kemon lage tomake.”

-- “Gosol kore fresh hoye porbo. Ami molla na.” Hashte hashte bollo o. -- “Shorir thik achhe toe ?” Obak chokhe cheye achhe o amar dike. Cheye achhe toe achheyi, drishti shorchhe na. -- “Ki holo tomar ?” -- “Achcha, apni eshob kotha eto shohoj kore bolen kono rakh dhak na korei, mone hoy koto apon jon apni ? Shunteo kharap lage na. Kemon kore bolen ?” -- “Shono meye, mon theke je kotha ashe ta emonee hoy. Jao gosol korte jao, Oi je bathroom.” -- “Bolle apni bishwash korben na jani, tobuo bolchhi, apni chole asher por aaj porjonto ami kauke shorir dei ni.” Uthe daralo o. Paa baralo bathroomer dike. “Jomano kichhu taka chhilo, tai bhenge kheyechhi, aro besh kichhu din cholbe. Tar por ki korbo janina.” --“Darao, dressing table theke cosmetics gulo niye jao. Byabohar jano toe ?” O dressing table-er kache jeye cosmeticsgulo ghuriye firiye dekhte laglo. Matha naririye bollo, -- “Nah, agey kokhono dekhini. Ki kore egulo diye.” Ekta ekta kore cosmetics gulo haate niye ki kore byabohar korte hoy bollam o-ke. -- “Jao ekhon, gosol kore fresh hoye esho, ami totokkhon nich theke khabar niye ashi. Tomar shathe boshei khabo aaj.” -- “Ekta kotha bolbo, hashben na kintu.” -- “ Ami egulo byaboher korte parbona, apni dekhiye deben ?” -- “Ki bolte chao tumi ?” Bishmito ami, chaichhe ki meye ? -- “Apni amake gosol koriye deben ?” -- “Pagol naki tumi ? Ki bolchho bojho ? -- “Bujhei toe bolchhi. Apnake bhoy pai na ami, ami jani ami dite chailo apni amar shorir neben na.” -- “Haayre meye, ki kore bujhle nebonba, niteo toe pari.” -- “Apnar chokh ta bole na. Ekhon porjnto apni shudhu amar mukher dike cheye kotha bolechhen, apnar chokh amar mukh theke buker dike takay ni ekbaro. Manush agey buker dike cheye thake. Ota meyeder shobcheye shundor shompod.” Ki mone hole amar janina. Uthe daralam. Ore haat dhore bathrome niye gelam. “Khule felo shob.” Shower chhere dilam ami.

Nihshonkoche kameez salwar chere dilo o. Bra-r hook khulte jeye ar parchhe na, atke gechhe. Ami khule dilam. Haat shamne bariye dilo o. Ore kadh theke strap khule bra chhariye nilam. Ore chul kopal gaal kadh buk beye shower theke panir srot neme jachchhe. Kalo meye, jeno prachin mehgony kather khodai kora murti. Shorirer shob curvegulo sposhto, emon ki abdomen ba tar-o niche, thigh-er bhaj payer knuckles-o, ektu shirno jodio. E ek opurbo soundorjo shushoma. -- “ Ki dekhchhen eto ?” Koutuker hashi ore chokhe mukhe. -- “Dekhchhi tomake, tumi shotyee khub shundor meye. Kintu tomar kotha toe thik roilo na.” --“ Ki kotha ?” -- “Oi je bolechhile, amar drishti tomar mukh dekhe shudhu, buk dekhe na.” -- “E dekha temon na. Nin, gosol koriye din.” Hashchhe Sumaiya. -- “Nao haat pato.” Cosmetics ore haate dhalte jetei haat shoriye nilo o. -- “Ki holo tomar ? Haat shorale keno ?” -- “Apni nij haate amake gosol koriye deben. Apnar haater chhowa chai ami amar shara shorire.” -- “Haat beshamal hoye jete pare ta bojho ?” -- “Sheta ami mon thekei chai, tobe etao jani shob chawa puron hoy na meyeder.” -- “Ekta kotha bolbe ?”

-- “Bolbo.” -- “Eto kotha shikhle kotha theke tumi ? Pora lekha korechho kichhuta ?” -- Class seven porjonto. Ar eshob kotha jante ba bolte meyeder pora lekha korte hoy na. Class five-er meyetao jane nijer shorir shomporke ar kibhabe ta byabohar korte hoy ba kora hoy.” Sower bondho kore dilam ami. Ore prokritir moto shundor porbot nodi shomotoler shorbotro eke eke cosmeticsgulo use shesh. -- “Nao, comod-tar upor dan paa tule dao, shurshuri lagte pare.” Paa tule dilo o. Thigher bhitorer dike cosmetics-er foam spray kore shower chere dilam. Ore chul kopal gaal kadh buk beye shada foam panir shathe mishe neme jachchhe oshadharon shundor ek drishyo toiri kore. Aynay nijeke dekhche o. O-ke comod theke paa namate bole towel niye chepe chepe shorirer pani shushe niye ore dighol kalo chule towelta bedhe diye bolam, -- “Ebar ber hoye eshe three pieceta pore nao.” -- “E bhabei ber hobo ? Ekta chumu na dile ber hobo na.” -- “Chokh bojo dushtu meye.” Du hate ore mukh tule niye chumi dilam,, chokhe gale kopale thote chibuk-e kadhe golay. Thamlam ami.  “ Hoyechhe ekhon ? Ber hoye esho.” -- “ Na hoy ni. Buke chumu dite bhule gechhe apni.” Chumu dilam or buke. Dhir paaye ber hoye elo o. Three pieceta porte jayei kede fello. Porom adore ore chokh muchhe diye bollam, “Kadbe na.” Salwar pore bollo, -- “Bra-ta poriye din.” Ore buke haat diye tule dhore bra poriye dilam. Kameej pore aynar shamne dariye nijeke ghuriye firiye dekhchhe o. -- “Kemon lagche amake ?” -- “Purnima chader moto ?” -- “Bhul bolechhen.” Heshe bollo o. “Ami toe kalo. Purnima chad kalo hoy naki ?” -- “Hoy, jemon tumi. Kalo meye hoyeo purnima chader moto alo chhorachchho. Achchha, koto jon achho tomora ek dole ?” Proshongo paltalam ami. -- “Chouddojon.” -- “ Baba maa bhai bon keu acche tomader ekhane.” -- “Na, karuree baba ma bhai bon Dhakay nei. Tara deshe thake. Ek ghore thaki shobai. Bariwala jane amra ki kori. Tinio roj je kono ekjonke niye jaan. Ghor bhara ta ektu beshi. Tobuo kheye pore ja thake tar theke kichhu jomai, bakita bari pathiye dei. Barir shobai jane amra garments-e kaaj kori.” -- “Taa garments-e kaaj korlei paro.” -- “Pari. Tobe shekhaneo er cheye beshi kichhu bhalo na. Majhkhan theke shobtai fau dite hoy, na hole chakri thake na.” -- “Jodi emon byabostha hoy je tomader ekhonker moto shob pabe tahole chhere debe eshob kaj ?” -- “Nesha hoye geche ekhon. Parbo bole mone hoy na.” - “Kintu tumi je bolle amar shathe dolnay dolar or tumi kayke buke nao ni. Je shat din thakte pare she toe shara jibon thakte pare. Ta chhara ami toe tomake shara jibon thakte bolchhi na. Ekta bhalo kichhu hoye gele biye kore felbe, amiee bhalo chhele dekhe biye diye debo.” -- “E kotha bole oneki niye jay. Tarpor she raate nijerai eshe shorirtake bhog kore koyekjon mile. Oshohjo byathey kukre jai, rokto jhore, kichhu bolte pari na. Bolle nirdoy mar khete hoy.” -- “Emon hobe na kotha dilam. Amar kotha bishwash hoy tomar ?” -- “Gosoler shomoy ami kichhu bujhi ni mone koren apni ? Ami meye toe. Apni bar bar nijeke niyontron korechen. Apnar koshto hoyechhe khub. Meyeder shorire purusher haat porbe ar purush kono kichhu korbe na ei prothom dekhlam ami. Apnake ami thik ei shomoye purush bhabte parchhi na. Ar je purusheee na take bishwash na korar karonee toe nai.” -- “Khocha marchho ?” -- “Nah, moner kothatai bolechhi. Apnake koshto dewar jonyo boli nai. Amar nijer koshto apnake bojhabar jonyo bolechhi.”

-- “Cholo kheye ashi.” -- “Apni khete jaben amake niye, baire ? Jodi kono ek shomoy amake niyechhe emon keu apnake amar shathe dekhe fele tobe apnar maan shomman shob jabe.” -- “Kichchhu hobe na, esho. Amake eshob kotha jiggesh korar shahosh hobe na e deshe karo.” Or haat dhore lift beye niche neme ashlam. Reception-er lokgulo cheye achhe. Sir-er bashay kaj korar kotha bole kon meye gelo ar sir-er haat dhore e kon meye neme eshchhe ! Doure elo ora, gate khule dilo. Hashchhe Sumaiya. Gari ber kore o-ke niye shoja La Vinci-r rooftop restaurent-e. -- “Ekta kaj korbe amar jonyo ?” -- “Apnar jonyo jan dite parri, porikkha korben ?” -- “Agami kaal thik 3 tay ami Parke jabo, tomader chouddojon shobaike rakhbe. Parbe na ? Ami kotha bolbo shobar shathe.” -- “Parbo, kintu shorto achhe. Amar shathe dolnay dulte hobe. Ami eta porei ashbo. Dulben shudhu amar shathe, ar karo shathe noy. Ora apnar shathe dulte chaibe. Ebar apni amake dhore rakhben, shikol dhore dulbo ami apnake buke niye.” -- “Ar karo shathe noy keno ?” -- “Ami ar karo shathe apnake share korbo na.” -- “Thik achhe, shudhu tomar shathei dulbo.”   Pordin 3 box icecream, 15 paper cup ar chamoch niye park-e jaye dekhi bhaloi kaj korechhe Sumaiya. Shobai boshe achhe park-er ek kone. Icecream-er box oder ekjoner haate dhoriye diye bollam, --“Tomora shuru koro, ami Sumaiyar shathe dolnay dule ashi ektu.” Uthe elo Sumaiya. -- “Shorto mone achhe ?” -- “ Parbe buker upor amar bhar shoye jore dolna dolate ?” -- “Ishhhh, je chikna purush apni, apnake niye shara jibon dulleo klanti ashbe na. Apnar cheye onek bhari manusher bojha bonon kori ami ei buker upor.” -- “Je naa buuk, tar abar eto borai.” -- “Haate dhore dekhen, thote chhuye dekhen, je anondo paben ta aro onek meyer bukei paben na. Karon amar buke apnar jonyo je bhalobasha achhe ta onyo kono meyer buke thaktei pare na. Prothom dekhay prem, ar karo shathe cholte cholte prem ek hoy na kokhono, eta janben. Ami apnake prothom dekhei bhalobeshe felechhi, ar she jonyoee jiggesh korechhilam dulben naki.”   Dolnay uthlo Sumaiya. -- “Dhore rakhun amake, joto jore paren dolnay payer chap din. Protyek upore othay amake chumu dite bhul korben na. Ta hole dolna chhere debo, ar oto upor theke pore apnar buke matha rekhei more jabo. Boro shadher moron hobe amar.” Dule uthlo dolna. Na bhul korini ami, protibaree chumu diyechhi ore kadhe, chokhe gale thote. Er niche thot namate parchhina dekhe bollo, --“ Ki anari purush re baba,  paa bhaj korun, buke chumu dite parben.” Unmotto shagorer uttal dheu-er moto dulchhe dolna. Ore chokhe mukhe tibro kamona jeno uchhle uthchhe. Adho fota buk driro hoye gechhe, thot kapchhe, gale godhulir rong dhorechhe. Kotha mantei holo, paa bhaj kore ektu nichu hoye ore unnoto buke chumu dilam. Pray 30 minit dule bollam, --“ ebar namte hobe, kajer kotha achhe.” Kotha shunchhena maye. Shaaaiii kore upore uthe jachchhe dolana, tibro bege niche neme eshei abar biporit dike uthe jachchhe. Ami dolany ar payer chap dichchhi na. –“Chalaki korchhen,” bollo o. Ebhabe chollo aro kichhu kkhon. Tarpor dolnay payer chap chhere dilo o. Theme gleo dolan dhire dhire. Neme elo o. Amar haat charenee ek munurter jonyo-o. Gol hoye boshlam ami shobaike niye. Ektu rest niye Icecream kheye kotha uthalam.   Kotha shesh. Sumaiyar haate kichhu taka diye bollam,

--“Ekta dorji deke shobar salwar kameezer map niye pordin amar bashay dekha korbe. Ekta mobile set debo jogajog rakhar jonyo, ar dress toiri hoye gele tomake janiye debo.”   Shat din par hoye gechhe. Phone beje uthtei dekhi Sumaiya. -- “Shob thik hoyechhe ?” -- “Oder dekhe chinte parben na.” -- “Du din pore phone korbe. Ekhon rakho.” -- “Chumu na dile phone rakhbo na.” -- “ Ami onek diyechhi, ebar tumi dao.” Ek nagare onek chumu diye thamlo Sumaiya.   Phone korlam. O pash theke jbab elo, -- “ Jee Amin bhai, kemon achhen ?” -- “ Bhalo. Agami 24 ghontar modhye basha chai. Tinte room holei hobe. Basher malik-ke bolbe training center hobe. Rent jai hok basha chai.” -- “Cheshta korbo Amin bhai.” -- “Mone rekho basha na pele ami tomar bashay uthbo. Seriously bolchhi.” -- “Jee Amin bhai, ami ekhon thekei mathe nambo.” -- “Tabby-ke ar ore bandhobi shyamla borner kajol kalo chokher meyetikeo shathe niyo.” -- “Amin bhai, ei Tabby-ta ke ? Ar oi shyamla borner kajol kalo chokher meyetai ba ke ?” -- “Arey oi je Rajlokkhi-te je meyeder showroom ache.” -- “ Meyeder show room !” -- “Oi holo, meyeder dress-er showroom thakle ota meyeder showroom-o hoye jay. Nana size shape rong-er dress-o dekha hoy, nana size shape ronger-er meyeder-o dekhte pawa jay. Otake meyeder showroom bolle bhul hoy na temon” -- “Bujhechhi, ar bolte hobe na. Dutikei chinechhi.” Hashi chepe rakhte parchhe na bujha jachchhe.   Aro shat din por. Ekta AC Microbus eshe thamlo Uttorar ekta basher shamne. Dorja khultei eke eke neme elo chouddoti meye. Charpash aloy cheye gelo jeno. Haate Rojonigondhar sticks diye meyeguloke boron kore nilo ora.   -- “Amar kaj shesh. Meyeguloke dekhe rekho.” -- “Jee Amin bhai.” Ek doure shamne chole elo Sumaiya. -- “Tumi kothay jao ?” Obak hoye ore dike takalam ami. Meye amake tumi bolchhe. Heshe dilam ami. -- “Ami tomar bukei achhi shob shomoyer jonyo. Tumi jokhon dakbe chole ashbo. Etai ekhon tomader ghor, Ei meyeder leader tumi. Shob bola achhe tomake, she motoi eder chalabe tumi. Ar era tomader bhai bon. Jotner truti hobe na. Tobe mon diye shikhbe shob.” -- “Mone rekho tumi amar shara shorir dekhechho, ei shorir ar keu ebhabe dekhbe na. Amar shorirer proti bake tomar hater bhalobashar sporsho achhe. A shorire ar karuree hater sporsho porbe na. Amar upor ekanto odhikar shudhui tomar. Temni tomar shorir ar moner upor shudhui amar odhikar. Jodi kokhono onyo kono meyeke buke nao, mone koro tumi amakei buke niyechho. Oi meyer mukhe tumi jeno amar chehara dekhte pao.”   Ami dekhchhi Sumaiyar chokhe pani tol tol korchhe. Pocket theke rumal ber kore ore chokh muchhiye diye bollam, -- “Tai hobe Meye, tai hobe. Amar upor tomar odhikar mene nichchhi ami.  Mukh tolo.” Kanna lukiye mukh tullo Sumaiya, ami du haate ore mukh tule chumu dilam shobar shamnei. Heshe haat tali dichchhe shob meyegulo.   Gari start nilo. Cheye achhe Sumaiya. Nihshobdo kannay bhenge porlo o.