Nissobdo pothik's Blog: 01/15/10

Ghost

Aami jokhon SSC exam dei, eta tokhonkaar ghotona. Ghotonar shuchona hoyechhilo porikkha chola-kalin obosthay hall room e. Ekdin 'Anika' tar friends shoho amar seat e ashe. Kusholaadi er por Anika amake propose kore. R jawar shomoy bole jay- next day te she uttor nite ashbe. Tai hoy. She porerdin aashe. Aami taake aage theke e chini. Amader paasher elakay thaake. Taake o tar proposal niye onek chinta kori. Jokhon she uttor nite aashe, tokhon aami taake negative reply dei. Jar fole tar chokh osru te chholo-chholo hoye uthe. Aami jani, eta govir valobashar e bohi-prokaash. Kintu aami opaarog. Uvoy shongkot e jorjorito. Karon, tar nishshartho moner pobitro valobasha k omullayon korte mon chaachhilo na, abar amar kisu paaribarik problem silo. Tai er shomadhan er jonno aami amar koyekjon friend er shaathe aalap kori. Tara amake egiye jawar decision dey, shohayotar ashshaash dey. Erpor amar mone kichhuta shahosh shonchaar hoy. Aami Anika'r dike valobasha'r haat barai.
Kintu onek deri hoye jaay. R amar nirobota dekhe she last way hishebe ekti pontha e grohon kore- nijer rokto diye chithi likhe. Kintu chithi ta amar haat-e pouchhanor aagei tar baba'r haate pore. Etei shuru hoy joto bipotti. Tara Fotulla'r baari bikri kore chole jaay khulna te. Hoyto vaaggo amader shohay silo. Tai mata-pita er korakori shotte o amader valobasha egiye chole nijoshsho goti o shokiyotay. Ekhetre Anika'r shei friend amake help kore. Tar number jogaar kore dey. Ejonno aami tar kaase chiro kritoggo. Erpor jeno aamra duiti noy ekti dehe rupaantorito hoye jai. Hoye uthi ek-atta. Karon, amader majhe kotha hoto niyomito. Eke oporer dukhe-shukhe nijeke share kortam. Jeno nil akasher mukto bihongo aamra, veshe beraachhilam shukher velay.

Ekdin hothaat Anika amake bole- "Ei, kichhu ekta koro, baba amar biye thik kore felechhe!" Aami chintay pore jai. Ki korbo, vebe paachhilam na. Maatro porikkha diyechhi. Abar biye korar boyosh o hoyni. Tarpor o jodi biye kori, tahole ami e ba ki korbo, taake e ba kothay rakhbo! R ghotona gulo eto druto ghotchhilo j- aami kono decision e pouchhate paarchhilam na. Eri moddhe she amake phone kore janay j- amar karone she biyer monche jayni, bor jaatri der firiye diyechhe. aami jeno joldi kichhu ekta kori. E niye aami onek chinta korte thaaki. Kintu onek vebe o kono kul-kinara paachhilam na.

At last ei ekti decision e mathay aashe: aami taake amar valobasha'r kosom diye bolbo- she jeno amake vule jay. aami tai kori. Ok boli- "Tumi tomar baba-maa er motamot mene nau. Tara ja koren, shontaner valor jonno e koren. Ete Allah borkot den.Tumi amar jonno kono jhuki niyo na. Opekkha korona. Amake vule jau." Hoyto aami mot paaltechhi ba kono way khuje peyechhi- ekotha vebe she kichhukkhon por por call korchhilo. Tokhon kono upayantor na dekhe, tar shukher kotha vebe e aami at last boli j - "Tomar moto meye amar jibone onek eshechhe, tai tomar jonno amar jibon theme thaakbe na. Shutoraang, baba-maa er kotha na shune bokaami korona." Aamar dharona chhilo- hoyto she amar ei kothay niraash hoye baba-maa er pochhondo k mene nibe. Kintu she chhilo amar dharona theke onek urdhhe.Tai oi porjaye she jiboner iti taane. Tar mrittu- valobasha k niye jay onno ek uchchotay. Shedin, ki tar porerdin, tar mrittur shongbaad amar kase pouchhay. Tokhon amar obostha silo dana-vanga paakhi'r moto. Obbeakto bedonay shudhu chhot-fot korchhilam. Karon, amar ekti vul e tar nishpaap jibon kere niyechhe. Tai tar mrittu te aami silam shimaheen mormahoto.

Tar upor, oneke e amake vul bujhechhilo. Onek kisu bolechhilo. Ektibaarer jonnou keu amake bujhte cheshta koreni. Tai tokhon prithibi ta amar kase shongkirno hoye aashe. Attahuti'r ichcha gulo bar bar jege uthe. Kintu jekono karone e hok, aami aajo beche asi. Beche theke e ba ki hobe, jodi shukhe na thaaki ! Manoshik shosti khuje na pai ! Karon, oporaadh-bodh e aami aachhonno. Bibeker hajaro proshno-baan e aami jorjorito. Tai aaj tomader bolchhi- "Bondhura, tomra amar moto vul korona. Notuba okaalei jhore jaabe koyekti koli, mrittu hobe shomvaabonamoy koyekti fuler. Ekshomoy bagan hoye jabe ful-heen, shoundorjo-bihin. Please bondhura, emonti korona..."

"AMAAR PREM"

Prottek manusher jibone prem aashe r temni kore eshechhilo amar jibone o. Prottek prem ashar pesone ekti maaddhom thaake r temni amar maddhom silo “Wrong number e call”. R shei wrong number er pesone silo ekti durghotona.

6 June, 2007. Raat 8 tay ekti bus e kore Dhaka theke amar graamer baari jaachhilam. Brishtir karone bus ta dhirey dhirey jaachhilo. Stoppage e pouchhanor 10 minute aage (tokhon baaje raat 1 ta) ek dol dakater kobole porlam. Ebong shorbo-shanto holam. Amar mobile, notun kena MP3 player r Tk. 15,000 niye gelo.

9 June, 2007. Amar mobile phone dakati howay onno mobile theke porichito number gulote onumaan kore call dichhilam. Ekta number vulkrome wrong number e dhuke jay. Call ta receive korar por oi paash theke ekti meye kontho shunte pelam. Bujhte parlam- wrong number, shovaboto e shikar korlam. Oi paash theke uttor ashlo- “Number ta dekhe shune chaaple o to hoy!” Kothata eto madhurjo diye bollo j tokhon e ok valo lege gelo. Tachhara or voice ta onek shundor silo.

Tarpor theke ichcha hoto arekbar call kore kotha boli, voice ta shuni. Call kore o fellam ekdin. Ebong o amar shathe khub valo vabei kotha bollo. Janlam o Chittagong- kornelhaat e thaake, HSC examinee. Naam bolechhilo- Orpita. Jodio pore shikar korlo j sheta mittha. Ashol naam holo- Priti.

Evabe amader pothchola shuru holo. Kotha bolte bolte meyeti o amar prem e pore jay. Tobe dukkher bishoy holo- meyeti silo hindu r ami muslim. R ei kotha ta o amake onek pore janay, jokhon amra dujon dujon k onek beshi valobeshe felechhi. Prem j jaat, dhormo, borno mane na, sheta tokhon e bujhte parlam. Amra khub olpo shomoye onek aapon hoye giyesilam. Proti 1 ghonta por por kotha na bolle jeno amar shob sthobir hoye jeto.

O raag korle phone bondho kore raakhto r aami Allah’r kase dowa kortam jeno she phone on kore. Raag beshi thakar karone o majhe majhe haat e, paye aagun diye poraato, puriye daag dito, kokhono kokhono ovabe amar naam likhto ja pore amake dekhato.

02 August, 2007 e ami Chittagong e prothom baarer moto dekhte jai. Ami thaaktam Dhaka te, hostel e. Jahok, dekha korlam ekta majare. Pray 1 ghonta kotha bollam, kheyal korlam- or haashi ta khub chomotkaar, eto shundor haashi aami aage kokhono dekhechhi bole mone pore na. Firey ashar shomoy jokhon bus e uthlam, tokhon prochondo kharap laagchhilo, mone hochhilo onek aapon kauke chhere ashchhi. Shotti e she amar khub aapon silo. Amar exam er shomoy she puja dito. Evabe proti maashe e ami chittagong jetam, or shathe dekha korte, dhire dhire amra onek ghonishtho holam. She amay bolto- “Ami amar valobashar ekti ekti shiri upore uthchhi, ami r naamte paarbo na.” Or ei kotha shune khub valo laagto. Vaabtam ok ami paboi. Amio amar mon- praan ujaar kore ok valobaashtam. Amar valobashar upor onek confidence jonmo nilo.

Goto 5 maash aage o ekdin hothaat phone bondho kore dilo. Phone majhe majhe on korle o amar call receive korto na. Edike ok chhara thaakte onek koshto hochhilo amar. Ok j ami koto valobeshe felechhi, tar govirota bujhte partam jokhon she amar shathe kotha bolto na. Tokhon ami kono kaaj e mon dite partam na. Sharakkhon buker moddhe ekta chapa koshto thakto. Shob kichhu bishonno laagto. Bujhte parlam j amar cholar moto etotuku mon o r nijer kase nai; shobtuku e nijer ojaante ok diye diyechhi.

Pray ek shoptaho por she amar call receive korlo. Suddenly emon behave korar karon jaante chaile she uttor dilo- “Amar pokkhe r shaamne egono shomvob na.” Ei kotha shune to ami akash theke porlam. Karon hishebe she taar dhormer badha’r kotha bollo, baba-maa er kotha bollo. Oi muhurte ami kisui bolte parlam na. Or kothagula shotto holeu ami maante parchhilam na. Karon or valobasha’r proti amar ogaadh bishshaash silo.

Ami phone e ok onek bojhaanor cheshta kortam, she kono kichhute e raaji hoto na. Shesh porjonto ami amar dhormo teag er kotha o bollam, tarpor o raaji holo na. Dhire dhire amio valobashar proti aastha hariye fellam.Vaablam, ok jehetu valobeshechhi, or ichha puron kora uchit amar, shoto koshter binimoye holeu. R j chole jete chaay, take jete deya uchit, badha dile she nijeu koshto paabe. Sheshporjonto or ichha puroner jonno kothin baastobota k ami mene nilam. Amar shajano shundor shob shopnogulo k kobor dilam.

Prothom prem er sriti bole shegulo k kichhute e vulte o paarchhi na. Or shei sritigulo pray e kaday amake. Prem er proti ekhon r kono vokti nei amar. Mone hoy- eta ekta khela, j khelay ami ekjon porajito shoinik. Tobe ekta kotha- ok ami amar ei jibone vulte parbo na. ekhono she majhe majhe call kore amake, khoj-khobor ney. Tokhon r thik thaakte pari na, mone hoy- ei amar Priti firey ashlo bujhi ! Ashole sheta shudhu e morichika.

Shobar proti amar ekta e request- keu jeno erokom karo mon niye khela na kore.

"Shesh theke shuru"

Aami j chele ta k like kortam o amader porer mohollay thakto. O amake chinto, aamio ok chintam, dheka hole kotha boltam. Or shathe or ekta friend thakto shob shomoy. Ekdin o- or friend ta k niye bashar shamne eshe amake niche naamte bollo. Niche namar por janlam j or friend amake onek like kore. Aami abar ektu straight kotha boltam, tai shorashori ok bole dilam j aami or friend k na- ok e like kori.

Tarpor ekdin or friend amake phone kore Topu'r shathe dekha korte bollo. Or naam Topu chhilo. Or friend bollo j- o naki amake like kore; tai or shathe jeno ektu dekha kori. Ora abar ek friend er jonno onno friend jaan o diye dite parto. Tai ek friend er jonno love k chere dite o kono shomoshsha chilo na. To ami bollam kothay dheka korba? O bollo- o eshe niye jabe. Jedin dekha korar kotha, shedin thik time e main raastar ek side e dariye silam aami r or friend ta amar shathe chhilo. O raastar onno side theke ashtesilo. O amar shathe dekha korar jonno eto e utola chhilo j raastar garir dike or kono kheyal chhilona. O raasta paar hochchilo; hothath kore ekta bus eshe or gaye ekta dhakka dilo... aamar chokher shamne o chhitke giye shekhan theke dosh haat dure giye porlo. Or friend ta ok hospital e niye gesilo, kintu neyar aage e o mara jay. R aami okhanei sense hariye feli.

Aamar jokhon sense aashe, tokhon aami amar friend er bashay. Tarpor or friend ta amake praay e phone korto shaantona deyar jonno. Prothome khub e birokto laagto. Pore kotha bolte bolte valo laagte shuru korlo. O ekdin abar amake propose korlo. Aamar ek best friend shob janto; o aamar valor jonno ok "ha" bolte bollo. Karon oi ghotonar por aamar poralekha ekdom noshto hoye jachchilo. Tai aami ok "ha" bollam. Kintu oi diner kotha aami ekhono vulte paari nai. Muhurter moddhe shob shesh hoye gesilo, ek second o laage nai !!!

Ipshita,
Dhaka.