29-11-2018, 09:56 PM
Oi din bikale poltur sathe dekha holo.. Oke kakir pith chulkiye dewar ghotona ta bollam. Sune to o obak hoye gelo. Or chokh duto dekhe clear bujhlam ki o biswas korte parchhena.
“bolis ki re? sotti bolchis to?” poltu jiggesh korlo.
“haa re.. toke mitthe kotha ki bolechi kono dino? Arr esob e mitthe kotha bolboi ba keno..?” ami bollam.
Poltu – “haa… ta obossho thik…” bole serious hoye gelo Poltu. Kichu vabchilo.
Ami – “ki re…. ki vabte shuru korli..?”
Poltu – “ mone hoye amake beshi porishrom korte hobe na..”
Ami – “kiser porishrom… keno?? Ektu porishkar kore bol kotha ta..”
Poltu – “tor kaki ke potate beshi porishrom korte hobe na…”
Ami – “ki kore bujhli tui?”
Poltu – “toke diye nijer blouse er bhetore haath dhukiye bra khule puro pith ta to chulkiye nilo, kintu asole Janis chulkani ta kothaye chilo?”
Ami – “kothaye?”
Poltu – “mone aar gud e.”
Ami – “ki?”
Poltu – “ha re…. tor kakir mone aar gude chulkani ta uthechilo…. Er maane kakir besh rosh aache bolte paris..aar edaaning chulkani ta opor level e uthche…. Naa….. aar deri kora jabe na…. setting ta taratari korte hobe.. ”
Ami obak hoye or kotha shune bollam – “Oooo….. tai na ki…?? Tahole ebar ki korbi… kemon kore setting ta jomabi?”
Poltu – “setai to vabchhi babu sona… what to do now…. Ek kaaj kor …khub khide khide lagche… chol singhara aar kochuri khe aasi…. Khali pete amar matha kaaj kore naa..”
Ami – “Ok…. Tobe tui khawachhis to? Dekh bhai… aaj amar pocket khaali..”
Poltu – “arey haa re haa…. Ami debo…. Koyek din aei vabe chalate hobe bujhli.. tarpor jokhon kaki ke potiye nebo tokhon tor kaki ke diye khorcha korabo..”
Ami - “ baah ree…. Ete to tor laabh mairi,… amar ki hobe?” ektu raag dekhiye bollam.
Poltu – “arey bhai …tension korchis keno… tokeo khawabo… toke ki ami chhere dite pari… tobe bhai shorto ta mone rekhechis to ??”
Ami – “kon shorto?”
Poltu – “ami jokhon tor kakir sathe thakbo tokhon tui samne thakis ba na thakis, amaye puro space dibi… kono jinis e kono rokomer badha dibi na…. ami jayi kori na keno.. tui disturb korbi na..”
Ami – “Ooo.. se shorto ta…!! Haa bhai mone ache.” Aei bole amra du jone khub jore hese dilaam.
Tarpor Amra du jonei khete chole gelam….
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(To be continued...)............
“bolis ki re? sotti bolchis to?” poltu jiggesh korlo.
“haa re.. toke mitthe kotha ki bolechi kono dino? Arr esob e mitthe kotha bolboi ba keno..?” ami bollam.
Poltu – “haa… ta obossho thik…” bole serious hoye gelo Poltu. Kichu vabchilo.
Ami – “ki re…. ki vabte shuru korli..?”
Poltu – “ mone hoye amake beshi porishrom korte hobe na..”
Ami – “kiser porishrom… keno?? Ektu porishkar kore bol kotha ta..”
Poltu – “tor kaki ke potate beshi porishrom korte hobe na…”
Ami – “ki kore bujhli tui?”
Poltu – “toke diye nijer blouse er bhetore haath dhukiye bra khule puro pith ta to chulkiye nilo, kintu asole Janis chulkani ta kothaye chilo?”
Ami – “kothaye?”
Poltu – “mone aar gud e.”
Ami – “ki?”
Poltu – “ha re…. tor kakir mone aar gude chulkani ta uthechilo…. Er maane kakir besh rosh aache bolte paris..aar edaaning chulkani ta opor level e uthche…. Naa….. aar deri kora jabe na…. setting ta taratari korte hobe.. ”
Ami obak hoye or kotha shune bollam – “Oooo….. tai na ki…?? Tahole ebar ki korbi… kemon kore setting ta jomabi?”
Poltu – “setai to vabchhi babu sona… what to do now…. Ek kaaj kor …khub khide khide lagche… chol singhara aar kochuri khe aasi…. Khali pete amar matha kaaj kore naa..”
Ami – “Ok…. Tobe tui khawachhis to? Dekh bhai… aaj amar pocket khaali..”
Poltu – “arey haa re haa…. Ami debo…. Koyek din aei vabe chalate hobe bujhli.. tarpor jokhon kaki ke potiye nebo tokhon tor kaki ke diye khorcha korabo..”
Ami - “ baah ree…. Ete to tor laabh mairi,… amar ki hobe?” ektu raag dekhiye bollam.
Poltu – “arey bhai …tension korchis keno… tokeo khawabo… toke ki ami chhere dite pari… tobe bhai shorto ta mone rekhechis to ??”
Ami – “kon shorto?”
Poltu – “ami jokhon tor kakir sathe thakbo tokhon tui samne thakis ba na thakis, amaye puro space dibi… kono jinis e kono rokomer badha dibi na…. ami jayi kori na keno.. tui disturb korbi na..”
Ami – “Ooo.. se shorto ta…!! Haa bhai mone ache.” Aei bole amra du jone khub jore hese dilaam.
Tarpor Amra du jonei khete chole gelam….
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(To be continued...)............