Jibon Japon: Tritiyo bhag

Ghash-fooler prithibi

Sesh Adhyay!


Chokite harai take! Palakey harie jay--chhokher samne theke! Ek pashla brishtir moto, ek kone jome thaka megher moto, neshapaner hangover er moto, nimeshe chole jay se. Tarey dhori dhori mone kori, dhorte gele aar paina!
Majhe majhe tobo dekha pai, chirodin keno paina... Janina. Dingulo jokhon kete jay, mone hoy jak besh holo, ek adhyayer abashan holo tobe. Poro muhurtei fire ashe ekrash proshno, ekguchho kobita aar hridoy majhe kothay jeno jhanak jhanak payal baje!
Ei blog ta kromei amar hotasha prangoney parinoto hoche, majhe majhei bodley jache tar dari, comma, full stop gulo. Asholey jibon ta cholche, cholche lekha gulo. Aager lekhata pore ek pathika bolechen tini amar jonno antahin apekshay thakben. Bhalo kotha! Kintu ei ek saptahey aami ekhono bujhte parini tini kaar apekshay thakben? Aamar na aamar lekhar?
Ei rokom proshno gulo majhe majhei bhir korche aajkal, prayoshoi mone hoche ja ghotche setai bodhoy thik, aamrai bhul bhabchi. Aabar nanosecond porey mone hoche aamrai thik prithibi ta bhul.
Goto bochhor ei shomoye ami Delhi te chhilam. Sahar tar ali-gali pakasthali ghure beratam, tokhono sekhane bhor hoto, tokhono deshey hathya hoto, khomota jahir hoto, mrityu hoto protibader. Aar raajdhanir ek prante boshey aami bhabtam ekdin bodley debo biborno chhobigulo!
Aamar prayas byartho hoechilo, kono ek muhurter paglamitey aami siddhanto nilam aami aamar sohorei thakbo. Delhi jabona. Aamar ekchiltey ghore janla diye je roddur ta roj shokale aamar ghum bhangay se jeno aamay bolechilo sohor chhere na jete. Jaini. Rang uthe jawa chhobigulo o tai aar pran payni! Aami nirupay!
Ei lekha hotashar. Ghash fool er prithibir baireo aamar je jipon-japon tar i kichu jolchhobi eta. Biborno album gulo ghoste jawa, garir kanche dhulo aar aamar jibon. Etai ebarer bishoy. Aagei bolechi aamar jiboneo prem esechilo. Ekbar i, nirobe! Choleo geche, nishwabde!
Lakshya kore dekhechi aamar jibone shwabdo shwabdo tar akal. Ja hoy shob i nirobey. Hatasha, dukhho, prem, anando--nirobe ashe, chole jay!
Seo esechilo. Tar baritey amio gechilam aar nishwabdei bhengechilo 'bhobishwat'. Ekhetre dayi ekta basin. Grihoster sangsarer ek kone thaka ekta sada basin. Sei basin i reserve kore rekheche amader fike hoe jawa muhurto gulo. February r je alash dupure ami tar bari gechilam sedin sei sada apato shanto basin ta proman korechilo--- aaj khela bhangar khela!
Hath dhute gie aar chhokhey dekhechilam najardari. Niswhabde kara jeno nojor rakhchilo aamar dike. Bhabkhana emon jeno aami ejuger Lochinvar. Je ek palake, niswabde chhiniye nie jabe rajkanya ke. Aamio parini. Bola bhalo basin aamake parte deyni. Sada basin sedin aamay bhabiechilo, bujhiechilo, kandiechilo. Aami take pabona. Cholchena, chholbena r majhei sei praasad er rajkanyer karun drishti aamake janiechilo, aaj khela bhangar khela.
Din satek porer ek liner barta proman korlo aami i thik, bakira bhul. Rajkanye er barta: Shob sesh! Sedin o kono jhor otheni sohorey, sedin o parar kono chhele rastay cricket khelte gie aamar janlar kanch bhangeni. Phone asheni, esechilo sudhu ekta barta: Aamader path geche beke. Nishwabde!
Aamar laal jiboner aaro ekti nishwabdo biplab!
Sedin ratey dure kothao brishti hochilo bodhoy, janlar samne boshe aami akash dekhchilam. Purnima chande jhalsano ruti khujchilam. Na peye jokhon arek nishsthabtar katha bhabchi tokhon i brishti namlo sohore, sanko ta periye ke jeno chole gelo benke jawa pathey aar pasher barir drwaing room theke kaktaliyo bhabei bhese elo surer murchhona. Aamar antar mahaley tokhon jhanak jhanak payal baje!

Samapto!

Jibon Japon: Dwitiyo bhag

Ghash-fooler prithibi
Dwitiyo khando


Toh jeta bolchilam, tokhon moner kone lukie thaka ektara-ta bajche. Dur theke kache pawar akuti, aar samne elei tumi sechha byathar neel! Jibon jokhon, jimon jemon...cholchilo besh!
Tuktak barta binimoy, samnayo muchki fichlemi, sada-porir galpo ebong abashoyi rat seshe subhoratri'r subechha. Raat gulo subho hoto, tar subechhay, din gulo apekhay thakto tar. Lajukepona tokhon jai-jai, hujukepona thomke, aar natukepona??? Nah, konodin -i chhilona!
Tokhon hridkomole taal boisakhi aar moner majhe kudrat rang birangi! Samne darale, muhurter majhey chupi chupi rat nama, aar pash firlei tomay chhute chawar muhurto ra!
Sedin ratey khub bhoy peyechilam. Taj Trident e kara jeno dhangsolilay broti hoe bhenge tochnoch kore diechilo aamader spirit. Aamchhi Mumbai tokhon ghure daranor rsta khujche, sara desh tokhon ekta spirit er apekhay, manush tokhon banchte chaiche. Aar 26/11 r por aamio tokhon chaichi ankre dhorte, take! Sedin dujone dunechinu bone hoyni konodin. Aamader jibon gulo highway r gari r moto theke geche chirokal. Hush-haush kore chole jawa gri tar speed-o-meter e konodin dekhini jiboner jolchhobi. 26/11 aamay chiniechilo. Janiechilo, ei toh shomoy. Aamio ekdube bhaste cheyechilam, jante cheyechilam aar dekhte cheyechilam aamar janala diye aamar prithibi!
Sedin bodhoy taar o mone hoechilo 'sei bhlo, sei bhalo'. Sandhye namar mukhe jokhon mukh fute bola gelo, totokkhone pakhira ure geche narir tane, sohor tao bari firche, aar Mumbai atanka katie gota desh ghure darate chaiche thik aamar moto. Tar moner bhitoreo bodhoy tokhon jhanak jhanak payel baje, kintu mukhe driptotar chhoya. Hujuke chheleder biplobe tar mon golena, thanda haway mon-kemon er gaan!
Thik 20 minute porey, se janiechilo seo raji. Grame, grame barta rotilo... (ekhetre, bondhu mohole), jara chhirokal bhebegelo aamader kissu hobena, tarao dekhlam kemon jeno dik palte aamar i pashe. Tarao ki bujhechilo, e jatra beshidiner noy? Tarao ki janto, e sudhui maayar khela? Naki, tara bhebechhilo etao ei pagoler ek naya paglami?!
Sedin raat theke, ami aar eka noi, eka noi! Dui prithibir basinda tokhon, proti muhurte chhute chawar muhurto ta fire fire ashe, chhupi chhupi raat namey amader antar-mohole!
Mondo-bhalo, saada-kaalo mishiye dibbi cholchilo (bodhoy!), chupichupi egochhilo ek hothat toiri howa kobita. Kokhono she chhondey, kokhono ba nichhok kheyali!
Kheyale manush ki i na kore, tokhon majh sumudrer nabik aami, badha periye egiye jawar neshay. Ashole tokhon-i- je jhor uthche bujhini, bhabini kudrat sotti i eto rang-birangi!
Din bodlalo, ebong khub taratari. Bodhoy apekhhay chhilam na, ashao korini. Aamrao toh meghe dhaka tara'r majhe banchte cheyechilam. Bolte cheyechilam, jante cheyechilam!
Abaseshe, janar pala mitlo, sesh holo bolar pala. Aamader chhoto nodi-o-gelo shukiye, aar sedin i ghotona chokre hothat i aamar book shelf theke hariye gelo aamar priyo boi khani, "Kudrat rang birangi", chirodiner moto...

Kromosho...

Jibon-japon!

Ghash-fool er prithibi

Prothom khando

Banglar mathey ghatey ekhon sobujer somaroho. Baisakher sushko prithibi tey ek tukro sobuj. Ghash, fool, ki bichitro tar roop. Eki ange bhinno roop. Ghash fool!

Aamra jokhon koishorey, jokhon ashe pashe brishti hoto, aamrao moner janalagulo khule ditam. Ek notun sobujer anubhuti labher ashay. O barir janlay jodi keu daray! Bashona, asha, ichhe! Chokhe tokhon sobuj, mon ta uru-uru, aar kanthey--tomar khola hawa!

To, dibbi cholchhilo. Ekdin hothat janala ta khullo, aamader moner gach-pala gulo jeno pelo ek fota barshar amej. Aamader mon gulo ajantei rabindrik hoe uthlo, Tomar khola hawa-y!

Bhonita ta ekpashe shoriye rakhai bhalo. Soja kotha soja mone, kholakhuli bole feli. Career kendrik sohure ei nak-uchu bangiya bir pungab er jiboneo barsha esechilo. Prem. Ekbar i esechhilo, nirobe!

Gangar dharey chora porchhilo totodiney, steamer er shobdogulo tokhon aar mon kharap korato na, tokhon nil aakasheo nki chand uthto. Boka bakshe Sachin shotoran korleo hattali jutto na tar Gariar barita theke. Tokhon ami aar Bleed Blue noi, tokhon amar moneo ghash-fool!

Sandhyer sohorey barsha namto, barshasnato hotam. Ek shib thakurer jotar dike cheye thaktam. Tar dikey! Jota dhore tan marle ekta udyan pawa jeto. Petam khuje, take!

Mon bhalo korar osudh chhilo ghore. Ek polokei mon bhalo korar jadukathi tao sombhoboto tokhon tar hathei. Aamio montro mughdo hoe hariye jetam jadur deshe. Elomelo hawa, bhasiye dito mon, rangiye dito hridoy, aar ke jeno pashe eshe gungun korto, "Tomar khola hawa!"

Bhabchen pagoler prolap. Bhabtei paren. Bhabchen nei kaaj toh khoi bhaaj. Besh, tobe bhaja khoi i khan. Aamar golpo bolar, aami bolchi.

Thik ebhabei aalap tar sathey. Steamer ta chhere geche ghat, bho bho sobdey chayer dokani atankito. Aamra boshey. Tomar khola hawa.

Chirokal bhitu bole bodnaami tokhon ghochar pathey, chirokele ghumkatureypona tokhon jay-jay. Aamar moner kone tokhon roj barsha namey, aar sobuj gulo fer pran paay. Oi je bollam, aamar o tokhon ghas-fool er prithibi!

kromosho....

Thakur Thakur (Parbo-1)

Mukh-Suddhi!

Thakur thakbe kotokkhon, thakur jabey bisorjon!
Bisorjon jawar agey dhaker taley je bol shuntam chhotobelay tatey amar anusandhitsyu moner ekta proshno chhilo, thakur ke? thkaur ki? thakur kara?
Khay? Makhey? Mathay dey?
Aamar shoishob er abadhhyo-adekhlepana gulo amake bujhie chhilo, ei thakur ek homra chomra manush, jake dekhlei naki lokey selam thokey. Aamra pranam kortam. Thakur, thakur!
Jedin mamar bari theke bari firchhilam, didima bolechilo, 'chhele take boro koro, thakur'. Tar por sar rasta ami Maa ke jaliechilam, abdar chhilo amakeo selam thukte hobe. Aami i thakur.
Tokhon ami boro jor panch.
Jokhon mon ta na bereo satey poucholo, amar prithibite abirbhuto holen dui nakhyatro. Ek joner chaap dari (chhotobelay tar chhobi ta dekhlei kanna peto, bhoy petam) aar anyajon amake romanchito korto tar uchhotar jonno. Dujoner kono mil nei. Tobu, era Thakur. Aamader selam thokar jon. Prothom jon, Rabindranath, dwitiyojon Shakti. Ek joner jibontai giotanjoli, anyojon er abhinoy. Bujhlam, Erao thakur!
Class VI e porar shomoy amar ek bondhu chhilo. Somdev. Seo Thakur. Selam thokar jon. Thakur thakur.
Ashole, thakur namok bishoy ti amay chirokal romanchitoi korto, aajo kore. Aami aajo khuje berai er utsyo. Aamar kache majhe majhe Sholay r Thakur aar Rabi ek i rokom shonay. Kake selam thuki bujhina. Aamader chhotobelay, keu boleni kon ta bigyan aar kon ta kolpona. Manoj der advut baritay dhuke gele mone hoto ei bujhi tara korbe gosai baganer bhoot. Tokhon bhoye, duschintay, ajantei berie jeto: "Thakur, thakur"
Aami aar Complan boy nei, aar amay bhoy dekhay na nabiganjer daityo. Aami ekhon sabalak.Aami ekhon Gen Y. Aamar kache ekhon aar kono Thakur nei. Ekhon ami God's child!
37 bochhorer ek balok amake bujhieche, ki bhabe atikrom korte hoy badha-biporjoy. Aamake bujhieche bhora sraboneo chhatey dariye bheja jay (thanda na lagiyeo).Tar je willow tar will power mojie rekheche desh take, seta amay bujhieche amio pari. Boro hote... Tini amar dewal poster e, tini amar computer er desk top e, tini amar hridhoye--Sachin Romesh Tendulkar.
Selam thukte pari take, kurnish o! Abeg dite pari take, hridoyo. Daptarey sahakarmi r sathe tarko jurte pari, rashbhari dadadidider nuro angul dekhate pari. Mone mone bidroho korte pari, chand chhute pari---tar jonyo!
Aaj ami bujhi, thakur kothay thaken. Thakur ki. Aar tai dhaker bol shune mone hoy, ei toh shobe 37... ei toh shobe thakurer bodhon!
Sedin ekta jinish dekhalm, khalparer dharey ekta shoru rasta, tar samne flat bari ekta. Rasta ta nongra, lok gulo totothik dikshunyo. Rasta tir bangla naam Thakur Udyan. Aashe pashe nei kono sobuj, nei kono udyan. Sekhane 9-6 kore kichu biseshagyo... tarao Thakur!
Thakur thakur thakur, rakhya koro!

(Jeta porlen seta hijibiji. Cinemar bhasay trailer. Picture toh abhi baki hai...)