Tuesday, March 16, 2010

...take me home, to the place i belong...

Aj mon khub utola, sharadiner byasto schedule e bhule thakai jae ei “I know not, why I am so sad” er abhash ta. but diner sheshe ‘jokhon pakhi ghore fere’, aar shesh hoy shob kaj er cycle, tokhon shuru hoy tomar amar kotha.. Erom na je ami miss korchi, ba ami miche senti kheye nijer mon ke console korar cheshta korchi je ‘dhyatterika, ei to ashbe, ei elo bole’…





net byapar ta khub odbhut...er oshombhob baje baje negative point gulor modhye ekta plus point hoyto je manush ke khub kacher kore dey. Ami romantic, ami ajo bishsash kori je meg ryan ar tom hanks er moton duto shompurno nishpaap pran er mil jemon chithi te chithite hoyechilo, You’ve Got Mail e, prem eromi hoye jaye, chithi te chithitey… shujog bujhe thori ashe shhe, hothat halka hawae patar moton kothar theke topkey pore… but aj thik prem prem pachchena, borong aj onyo kotha ache, pet e rakha jaena.





ami bari theke eto durey thaki, ekkaley , maney ei to du ek mash agey porjonto frustration e jorjorito hoye bhebechilam, bari theke durey kothao paliye gele hoyto nijer moton kore bacha jabe...but daat thakte manush daater mormo bojhena..aj ami admit korte pichpaa hoina, j ami khub miss kori, bari, riju, baba, ma, nanu, dada, mashi, amar kukur ta j shoddo mara gelo, nanur rannaghorer chaad, amar goli ta , jeta diye ami 17 bochor dhore dhukechi, beriyechi, daktaar dadar roj shokaley chaadey paichari, pasher barir janlar pordar pechon theke onabosshok uki dewa mohilara, amar pasher pagla mamar bari theke bheshe asha oshomoye bikrito bhashay shyama sangeet, or odd strains of demented music on his electric guitar.amar proti ta porikhkhar agey, janala diye ami matha baar kore chitkar kortam – babu mama, chup koro, porte oshubidha hochce!!!! But shopneo bhabteo parini, lok ta ke rehabilitation centre e niye jawar por, para ta ekebarey chup hoye jabe… eto chup, eto silent j sheta kirom golar opor unbearably chepe boshbe, choking us all... lokta ekkaley amari bosher chilo, ekkale oro bondhu bandhob chilo, shushto jibon japon korto, ma er kache shunechi j she naki opurbo shetaro bajato..shomoy boro cruel, kichu manush ke shob diyeche, kichu manush ke shukh diyeche, kichu manush ke shanti, ar kichu manush ke kichui deyni…





amar barir bagan tar pechone j mamar bari, tader koto aam gach r lichu gach chilo..but hothat ekdin dekhi shob kota ke kete dilo..gach to bari banatey katey..but ekhane bsnl er telephone tower bananor jnno kata holo, amar khub raag hyechilo subho mamar opor, ki dorkar chilo tower bananor.tao oto purono gach gulor pran niye niye? Khub raag hoyechilo.but amar bari na, amar gach na, amar odhikar nei… amar school er bondhu chilo na oi parae, the nearest ones stayed in bandel, ar onyo ta praye mankundu station. Choto belae bikel gulo ek ekta glorious period chilo..ami roj khelte jetam, nijer bari ta toch noch howaar por, ma bollo math e jao – jekhane khushi jao, ghorey khele cholbena! Tai hana ditam sreepally’r rima-riya der barite, majhe shaje sweety’r, mommy’r barite…porey bujhte perechilam, byapar ta khub fatalistic hoyegechilo – they were alwys sneaking off for tuitions..ami tokhon byapar ta bujhtam na, sharey 7-8 bochor boyeshe tution er concept ta bodhogommo hoyeni amar…ekta shomoy elo j amay dekhle, oder ma, dadu wd wait for me to approach their house, knock on their doors, and then theyd gv me a smirk and say – ora to ghumachce/ ba ora to porte geche, kal esho.. kal ashleo onyo kono bahanaye dekhe hoto na, ekdin eromi nirlojjer moton firey ashar shomoy shunlam ek bondhur barir bhetor theke gola pawa jachhce…Oituku oporinoto moshtiskey amar bujhte baki roilo na, kadte kadte ma er kole chue giye hath bariye boltam – r kotha bolbona oder sathe, ora baje.amar sathey khelena, amr ekta bhai chai, je amar sathe khelbe. Ma scandalized hoye gechilo mone mone immaturity dekhe nishchui heshechilo j ekta bhai ashar jukti jodi shudhu khelar karoney hoy, tahole bhogoban still has endowed some innocence to the mortal beings…but roj ami mon mora hoye bikel gulo r diye takye thakte thakte ma r baba amay dilo prithibir shob cheye mon bholano upohar..boi. golper boi.. she prothom diker pocket book gulo theke shuru kore ami aste aste ek ekta enid blyton porte arambho korlam..shhei amar boi er sathe shomporko…erom ma baba hoyna. 





Kal kei hostel e ferar pothey amar money hochcilo j bhogobaner onek oporey ma babar sthan. Bhogoban to na jane kon akashe batashe bichoron korey, protector, destroyer, savior – ja khushi hok, but dekh bhaal, bhalobasha, jonmo dewa, boro kore tola, manush korey tola – egulo key korey shuni? Amar khetre tai hoyeche..ma, baba, nanu, dada, mashi.. shobai agle rakhto amaye, aar aj ami ja, taderi jonno. Dekho koto boro hoye gechi. Nije nijei thaktei pari, shudhu roj kisher jeno komti lage jibone, kirom jeno money hoy je kheye uthey thanda jol bheja hath ta mochar jaega ta thik nei, thik jeno, nijer ghorer dike jawar shomoy baba’r ghor, chair, r ghombhir netrey computer er dikey takiye thaka nimogno hoye kaj kora baba key dekhte pachhcina..hothat kichu michu khawa baniye dewar jonno ma nei, luchi, alur dom r ilish tomar cheyeo keu bhalo kortey parena nanu…aj tomar boro obhab amar jibone..pet byathe keu gorom shake dite ashena, keu mag.phos 12x egiye dey na..keu roj mashe money koriye dey na , buntai monthly shesh hoye geche kina check kor – keu roj shokaley amaye goodmorning wish korena, ekkale riju toke khub jibh bhyangatam saat shokaley tui keno shaheb der moton gdmrng wish korish,,aj shetao chai ami..boro shunyo shob kichu, boro ekla lage , bhetor ta kha kha korey… keu kotthao nei…jantric hoye gechi ami, amra shobai…4 by 4 inch er skype er screen e ki pran bhorey? Jara oi dik theke cheye thako, jara kotha kao, bolo..pran bhorey??





… Aro kache chai, aro kache chai..majhe majhe money hoy, thik korlam ki… jed kore beriye elam bari theke…is there a return back?


firibar poth nai…door hote Jodi dekho chahi, paribena chinitey amay…he bondhu bidaye….
Robi thakur taro ek odbhut baje sense of humour, eto cruelty in words, erom baje kobita, erom baje beautiful painful shotti kotha..eto sholpey manush ke eto move kortey pare, what wd I be without him… ki theke kishe chole gelam.aj khub klanto lagje. Jokhon r kichu korar thakena, porashunoi bhalo. Tai korte jai.

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