Kintu sobar chaite bhalo

Chhotobela theke amar ekta mosto dukkho holo je amar jiibone chhitephNotao rohosyo nei. golpo uponyas cinema-r nayikader sokkoleri kirokom rohosyomoyii, durbodhyo, dhora diyeo haat foske palano haabbhab, ar amake 10 mile duur theke dekhleo sobai nimeshe agapashtola poRe phelen. Bangali? mofoswol? Bangla medium? nishchoy mod khasna? boyfriend nei nirghat? ek sontan?

Shesherta je loke dhore phele tar thekeo beshi bhoyer byapar hochhe ki kore dhore. dekhlei adore bNador, chhNichkadune, hingsute, icecream-na-dile-rastay-bose-poRe-chNechai mone hoy naki?

Joghonyo.

Atoeb je gutikoyek bishoye amar chena goter baire poRar bindumatro sombhabona achhe, ta se adyonto boka-boka ebong akhere amar image-er pokkhe kkhotikarok holeo, segulo niye ami complex-e to bhugi-i na, borong besh atmotripti bodh kori.

Ekghor Bangalir majhe adday bose jokhon ter pai je ami ar jai hoi na keno “foodie” konomotei noi, Nizam-er roll bhalo na Beduin-er se niye amar kono mathabyatha nei, amader biriyani tomader theke bhalo ei niye Hyderabadider sathe jhogRa badhanor moto Bangalitwo-o na, deshe jawar din ghoniye ele Arsalan-er chaiteo bonboniye ghora fan-er tolay shobar ghorer thhanda laal-kalo mejhe amake anek beshi taane, tokhon ami mone mone khushi-i hoi.

Sotyi kotha bolte ki, pet bhore gele amar kachhe muRighonto muulo-chhNechki ek dor.

Sei jonyoi byaparata adbhut, karoN ajker post-ta khabar niye. byaparta aro adbhut ei karoNe je post-ta amar priyotomo khabar niye.

Priyotomo khabar bolei jemon temon kore take khawa cholena. tar jonyo moncho bNadhte hoy, kNuchi dewa porda ar rong bodlano alo diye asor sajate hoy, “hello hello mike tasting” kore monke se asore nemontonno korte hoy, ar kromagoto prarthona korte hoy, he bhogoban jeno brishti ese sob bhondul na kore.

Amio kori. Office theke phire ese chabi ghuriye ghore dhuke, juto chhNuRe khule, kobjike ghoRir fNaas-mukto kore, gaa dhuye, rannaghore giye burner jwalai. jol fote. Miss Marple-er boite lekha achhe, rolling boil howa chai. apekkha kori. aaNjla kore cha pata dhali. Second-er kNata 3 baar ghoRi prodokkhiN kore asa matro sada cup-e chhNaknir gaa chNuiye sonali srot naame. ami se sroter theke chokh pherate parina. totokkhoNe toaster theke sNeka pNauruti utsahii chhatriir moto lafiye uthhe “present please” bole. nyatano noy, kuRkuRe noy, fyakashe noy, kalo noy. thik majhamajhi. jotno kore ami tar gaaye jam makhai. Grape na, seedless Blackberry na, emonki Red Plum-o na. saradiner kled, sranti, klanti ni:sheshe muchhe nite jodi keu pare tobe se ekmatro Apricot.

Fridge-er matha theke amar nyaRa grihosthaliir sobtheke bemanan sodosyo, bNasher bahari tray take tar doinondin hajira dite namai. tar opor sabdhane chayer cup ar jam-toast-er plate bosiye ghore giye Vaio on kori. chaye chumuk di. toast-e kamoR bosai. Phone ele tuli na, Calling bell beje beje phire jay.

Cha ar toast. jiiboner protiti biyebaRi, faculty meeting, conference-er menu-te jodi kebol ei duti khabarer bondobosto thake tahole amar ektuo apotti nei. tar sathe jodi kortripokkho Apricot jam rakhar subibechona dekhate paren tahole bola jayna, duhaat tule necheo phelte pari. jholaguR diye pNauruti try korini kokhono thik-i, kintu jam toast-er thekeo seta bhalo khete hobe ki? amar ghor sondeho achhe.

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