Chandra Kotha – Part II (Bengali)

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Ekhane manush thake? Ar dekhar e ba ki achhe? Jotto sob ! Abar baire theke dekhte asar ar gram pelo na… Apnar motlob ta ki moshai? Tomal bollo… Motlob pakanor moto kichhu achhe bolchhen ekhane? Ami to gram e dekhte esechhi. Obosso apnar pochhondo na hole ami aaj e phire jachhi. Dhomke uthlo trisha… Chup koro to ! Manush er sathe kivabe kotha bolte hoy seta o jano na… Asobvo ! Tomake sobvo somaje manay na… Oi chullur thekei tomar thaka uchit. Jok er mukhe nun porar moto netiye porlo ambarish… Na mane yeh… Ami opochhondo korbo kano? Thakun na… Jotodin khushi thakun… Ghar guje mukhe vaat thuste laglo se. Trisha bollo… Kichhu mone koro na vai… Oi manush tar mathar thik nei… Nun ante panta furano songsar… Matha ki ar thik thake? Biyer shomoy sunechhilam jomidar bari biye hochhe… huh.. Jomidar… Er chaite jomadar ra o sukhe thake. Ak poysa kamanor samortho nei…

Abar fona tole. Ambarish er kadh aro jhule gelo. Tomal bollo… Na na boudi… Ami kichhu mone korini. Ar amar jonno vabben na… Ami sob poribesh ei maniye nite pari. Srijon jigges korlo… apni ki koren tomal babu? Ar kuhelir apni kamon dada? Tomal bollo… Ami apnar chhoto… Amake babu tabu bolle lojja pabo… Naam dhorei dakben… Ami akta college e itihas porai. Tai gram.. Purano itihas jorano bari.. Egulor upor akta akorshon achhe. Ar kuhelir o ami pishtuto dada… Tobe ektu durer. Kuhelir kachhe apnader barir kotha sune lov samlate parlam na…

Chole elam. Srijon khete khete bollo… Valoi korechhen… Tobe ekhane apnar khub asubidha hobe… Kolkatar manush… Tomal kichhu bollo na. Ambarish er khaoa agei hoye gechhilo. Kauke kichhu na bolei se uthe porechhilo. Tomal er khaoa sesh hote srijon bollo.. Uthe poro… Ami ektu aste khai… Amar deri hobe. Tomal uthe niche kol ghore elo haat dhute. ambarish dariye chhilo niche… Tomal ke aka petei biral abar bagh er chehara nilo.. Dant khichiye bollo… Sunun moshai… Esechhen.. 2 din theke kete porun… Amader poribar er gopon bepare nak golale kintu keliye thang khora kore debo. Tomal bollo… Na na ami sesob korte jabo kano? Abar khichiye uthlo ambar… Eeeehhh… Dhormo puttur judhisthir… Korte jabo kano?

Tahole oi chhora ta niye ato dekhar ki achhe suni? Tomal abak hoye ambarish er mukher dike takalo… Kivabe ambar seta janlo? Ambar bollo… Beshi tandai mandai korle na… Chullur theker bondhu der diye amon kelani debo je ar kolkatar mukh dekhte hobe na. Tarpor pulish dekhe chor bole dhoriye debo. Tomal bollo… Hmmm ta dite paren. Obosso hoogly er police commissioner amar bondhu hoy… Amake chor bole mante tar ektu kosto hobe.. Tobe apni bolle thik e manbe… Soto hole o ato boro bongser chhele apni… Jomidar bole kotha?

Ekhane to se e amader police er gari kore chhere diye gelo…! Ebar ar jok er mukhe nun na… Ebar puro jok tai nun er bostay pore gelo. Bollo… E he he… Amar matha tai nosto hoye gechhe… Bujhlen babu? Ki bolte ki boli kono thik nei… Bou thik e bole… Ami akta osobvoi bote… Achha ami asi bujhlen babu… Akta joruri kaj mone pore gechhe… Ato druto palalo ambarish je ar ektu hole paa e paa e joriye hochot e kheto se. Tomal mukh tipe hanshte laglo.. Tar akta ordho sotto te amon kaj hobe vabeni. Police er koyekjon er sathe tar alap achhe thik e…

Kintu hoogly police commissioner er naam porjonto jane na tomal. Bela goriye esechhe… Tomal ghore bose cigarette khachhilo… Kuheli elo amon shomoy. Bollo… Ki? Gram dekhte ese gorachho je? Tomal bollo… Gram to dekhboi… Age gram er jontu janwar gulo chine neoa dorkar… Nahole raat biret e bipode porte pari. Kuheli bollo… Mane? Tomal bollo… Kichhu na. Kuheli egiye ese tomal er koler kachhe bose tar shorirer upor gaa eliye dilo. Tarpor ektu jhuke mai 2to tar mukhe ghose dilo dustumi kore. Tomal bollo… Ai… Chi chi.. Pishtuto darar sathe osobvota?

Loke dekhle ki bolbe? Kuheli bollo… Are akta choti porechhilam… “pishtuto dadar kachhe choda khaoa”… Uuhhh ja hot na story ta… Vabchhi otar practical ta kore nebo. Tarpor bollo… Valo lagchhe na sona… Ekhane na elei valo hoto… Kolkatay ki mojay chhilam bolo to? Ar ekhane to gargir songe ghumate hobe… Mukh kalo hoye gelo kuhelir. Porokkhonei ujjol hoye uthlo mukh… Bollo… Nah.. Gargi ke aaj e dole tante hobe… Tahole ar kharap lagbe na… Chutiye moja kora jabe. Kiser dol re?… Bolte bolte ghore dhuklo gargi. Kuheli ke tomar er buke suye thakte dekhe ektu lojja pelo se. Kuheli chokh mere bollo… Issshhh lojja pachhe dekho… Tui o ki amar pishtuto dada vabli naki? Eta to amar sweetheart…

Tai na darling? Bolei gargir samnei tomaler thot e akta chumu khelo. Tarpor gargir dike phire bollo… Tobe vabish na ami achole lukiye rakhi… Chaile tui o taste kore dekhte paris… Asolei khub sweet. Lojjay aro lal holo gargi… Tarpor bollo… dhat ! Tomal ar kuheli 2jonei henshe uthlo. Tarpor tomal bollo… Eso gargi… Boso. Gargi kuhelir pashe boslo. Tomal bollo… Achha gargi… Kobita ta to tumi porechho… Tomar motamot ki ota niye? Gargi bollo… Amar to upodesh e mone hoy. Kintu upodesh ato ghuriye pechiye debar ki dorkar seta bujhte parlam na. Soja suji e to bolte parto… Eta koro na… Ota koro… Tomal tarpor kuheli ke jigges korlo… Tomar ki motamot kuheli? Kuheli bollo… Faltu kobita… Or vitor upodesh kothay?

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