Moner mil
Nah, preme poRe uthhte parini (bola uchit kauke phelte parini), kintu prem niye poRechhi abar bola jete pare.
Prem jNara koren tNader, bolai bahulyo, sunojore dekhar amar kono karoN nei. jugol der dekhe amar je gaa-jwalata hoy, setake ami tachchhilye rupantorito korar cheshtate thaki sobsomoy.
Achchha kokhono kheyal korechhen, prem jokhon prothom hoy, 'naame' actually (dekhechhen, already shoshthhoripu probol hoye uthhechhe) tokhon anyo loktar sobkichhui nijer sathe milchhe mone hoy? mone hoy, eto dekhchhi ektai mon duto deho niye ghurchhe! abikol ek rokomer bhabar kayda, desher dosher poristhiti niye eki rokom duschinta, ashepasher lokeder gaRolpona dekhe ekirokom titibirokti, thik amar motoi anyorokom jake bole.
Somoy joto egoy, miler palla toto bhari hote thake. bhaba jay, chhotobelay dujonkei baba maa 'Gili Gili Ge' dekhte niye giyechhilo (iis, ke jane eki hall e pashapashi seat e bosechhilam hoyto, bhebe dujonei mriyomaN hoye poRen), dujoneri chhotobelay Cornetto khete durdanto lagto, churmurer chaite fuchka? anneeeeeeeeeeeeeek bhalo, dujonei Robibar sokale TV te He-man dekhto (er poreo aro mil dekhte chan? apni moshai cynic) ar dujoneri priyo rong niil ar priyo khabar biryani.
Soul mate. kotha hobena.
Hostel-e amar pasher ghore ekti meye thakto. ek jhokjhoke dada tar (ebong aro khan bishek meyer) monohoroN korlen. Campus-e hitoishiir abhab, bisheshoto prem namano bishoye bhalo chawa loker abhab hoy na kokhonoi (campus-er ghotok kul, na dekhle thhokechhen), kajei dadar kane khobor pNouchholo ebong dada meyetike ek sondhyey date-e niye gelen. rater bela amar ghorer dorja uttejonay pray bhengei dhuke poRe hNapate hNapate meyeti bollo, "Kuntaladi bishwas korbe na amader kiiiiiiiiiiiiii mil.......amukda to sheshe bolei phello, tor o favourite singer Kishore Kumar? tui to thought reader boss!"
Ami bhoyanok hingsute, kintu oporer ghotonata tama tulsii chhNuye bolte raaji achhi.
Eto baje kotha bolar mukhyo uddyeshyo holo, khub ekebare akash patal farak na hole, ekta motamuti range-er moddhye thaka beshirbhag loker sathei chaile apni preme poRte paren. moner mil, ebong aro nanarokomer mil (bhabna chinta ar favourite singer) ekta chorom dhappa jake bole.
Bolai bahulyo ei niye Shukrobarer por Shukrobar shoto shoto Coke Zero-r can ar Kilo Kilo Haldiramer alubhaja dhwongso korechhi amra. sobai bole, "manchhi looks ta matter kore, kintu moner mil na hole ki hoy naki? dhur."
Jara bole tara sobai prem korechhe, ami korini, kajei tader motamoter daam amar theke beshi. tobu amar ekhono bishwas korte koshto hoy je Garia theke Fulbagan, coaching class-e jatayater bus-e bose dujon tader atmaar atmiiyota abishkar kore phello. 3 maase. sarajiiboner moto.
Tar theke anek bishwasjogyo golpo hochchhe, dujoneri ichhe chhilo preme poRar. dujonei sesomoy phNaka chhilo. chokhe poRar moto kichhu adbhut lagchhe na. atoeb prem kora jak. Favourite singer miliye newata sref niyomrokkha. jodi ekjoner seta Kishore Kumar hoy ar arekjoner Prahlad Brahmacharii, taholeo atkato na. tokhon mone hoto, bah etai to adorsho. amra eke oporke nijeder bibidho bhalolaga gulo diye aro enrich korte parbo.
Tokhon tara bolbe, "na Kuntala bujhte parchho na. serokom prem 6 maas tNeke. 6 bochhor noy." tahole ami bolbo, dekho boss, tomra ekbar prem namate perechho bole ki, tomra nijerao jano asombhob competition. jeta pawa gechhe setakei tappi mere, joRatali diye, athha lagiye jotno kore rakhte hobe. erpor tara rege jay, bhabe tader prem take heyo korte chaichhi bujhi.
Kintu apni nishchoy bujhte parchhen ami ki bolte chaichhi.
Amar jehetu boyoser gachhpathor nei, tai sarthok prem jemon dekhechhi, katakuti o du charte chokhe poRechhe. 4 bochhor pore jokhon 'bondhutwopurNo chhaRachhaRi' (arekta mithhye kotha, se apni jai bolunna keno) holo, tokhon meyeti prothom notice korlo chheleti R fola uchcharoN korte parena. potyek. potibeshii. chheleti dekhlo meyeti khabar somoy mukh na bondho kore chiboy.
Tai apnara jara preme poRte cholechhen (ba poRben monostho korechhen, amar mot i jodi jante chan), tader proti amar anek anek subhechchha ar chhotto ekta sabdhanbaNii roilo. chatbox-er ultodike bose je kromagoto 'compliment' ke 'complement' likhe cholechhe, ar 'nirobochchhinno' ke 'nirobichchhinno', jeguloke apnar i hormone kromagoto typo bole apnar kachhe chalate chaichhe, sotyi ta seta noy.
Kintu banan bhul dhuye keu konodin jol khayni. kajei apni nishchinte premer somudre jhNap din. amar fridge-e rakha angur bohudin aagei toke gechhe.
hahahah....puro lekha ta to sundor i, koyekta line ja diyecho na, fatafati :)
ReplyDeleteaar ami ekebare 100% ekmot oi byapartaye je, dujonei khali chilo, nei mama-r cheye kana mama bhalo bhebe celebrate korche. koruk.
aar tumi je confess korte parle, je tomar jugol der dekhle ga jwole, ei jonno tomake ekta prize deao uchit.
Osaadharon! Ki bolbo... akkebare ami lokjonke ja boli apni hubohu taai likhe felechhen. Ami shudhu bujhte parina jara "love at first sight" namok jinisti te biswas koren ebong taar sapokkhe prochaar koren, tarai abar arranged marriage er bipokkhe keno? Dutor modhye to technically kono tofat nei... shudhu 3 mas chat kore jodi prem hote pare tahole biyer poreo prem hote pare.
ReplyDelete(Kothamalar deshe je sheyal ta "angur fol tok" bolechhilo taar-i fNaad e poRe lyaj kete giyechhilo kina janina, kintu taai holey tar golata jerakom shonato amar kathagulo hoyto serakom shonachchhe, kintu ami etakei sotyi bole maani, ebong ami er theke ek chul noRchhina.)
byaparta thik bujhlam na :(
ReplyDeletekeno, eto to kichhu shokto kotha bolini :(
ReplyDeleteas usual fatafati legechhe... aaj onekta poth periye eshe i cannot agree more with u... se ekta time chhilo baba... dan dik ba dik sobai dhup dhap preme porchhhe ar tar pechhone ei 'kishor kumar' types reason khara korchhe... 10% hoyto finally settle korechhe... tarao je 'real love' er jonyo, e kotha jor kore bodhhoy tarao bolte parbe na...
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