Laal, komola r kaalche neel-er teen te stor.
Eksonge mishe ache. Kothao halka, kothao gaahro.Kintu teen te rong-kei alada bhabe chena jachhe. Teen te rong-e eke-oporer songe mishe giyeo nijer nijer porichoy dhore rekheche.
Eksonge mishe ache. Kothao halka, kothao gaahro.Kintu teen te rong-kei alada bhabe chena jachhe. Teen te rong-e eke-oporer songe mishe giyeo nijer nijer porichoy dhore rekheche.
Sondhya naamche.
Ami ek colleague-er garir bhetor. Office theke firchi. Bantola theke. Por por graamer moddhe diye chole geche picher raasta. Majhe majhe bhangachora. Aaj office theke ektu taratariy beriyechi.Aaj Saraswati Pujo. Jodio pujo-opujoy amar jeebonta bises paltay na, tobuo kaaj furole office e boshe thakte amar bheeshon apotti.
Onekdin por erokom unobstructed sondhya naama dekhe chokh ta juriye gelo. Kolkatay ashar por erokom shoubhaggo bises hoyni.
Pother dui dhaare sobuj khet, sobuj maath. Sokaalbela kheyal korle chokhe porbe sobuj patar moddhe sada phoolkopi r kheter dhaare laal shaaker border. Karo bagaane holud-laal-golapi-komola Dahlia eksonge bandha achhe - jaate phooler bhaare gaach ta na bhenge jay. Kono khete eksonge begun r surjomukhir chaas - ekta shaarite holud surjomukhi, ekta row te begun-ronga begun. Kothao Kothao por por pukur. Okhaane naki maachher chaas hoy. Du-teente pukurer common aaler opor karo ekta kunreghor. Paashe ekta paataheen gaach. Bosonter agomone hoyto ba ektu ektu paata asche. Oto duur theke chhutonto bus-er moddhe theke ghum chokhe jetuku dyakha jay. Puro chhobir moto. Sokaale konodini uthte parina. Kintu eisob dekhe mone hoy sokale othata bodhhoy sharthok hoy roj. Din ta jemon adhboja kurir moto aste aste paapri myale, amar montao jeno sei songe phoote othe. Koyek ghonta pore jokhon jeebonta full speed e dourobe, tokhon dinta kondike gorabe janina. Kintu sei muhurto-tuku jeno ekta bheeshon bhalo lagar somoy. Nishpaap, nishkolonko, obujh.
Ekhon kintu esober kichhui dyakha jachhe na bhalo kore. Ekta darun shaded canvas-er pote lomba lomba ondhokar, dhushor khejur gaachh, aro onek gaachh - jaader ekhon alada bhabe chena jachhe na. Sudhu nijeder oboyober chhaya fele dariye achhe. Prottekta daal, prottek ta pata ekhon aro bhalo bhabe fute uthechhe. Majhe majhe electric tower. Transmission lines chole geche ei tower theke oi tower e. Insulator gulo sundor bhabe sothik angle-e lagano. Sob miliye ek sundor chhobi. Speaking of Man's power, Man's progress, in perfect harmony with Nature.
Enke-benke raasta choleche prokritir book chire. Bari pherta graamer lokjon, engine lagano van riksha, ice-creamwala. Majhe majhe jomkalo saree pora kono grammo lolona. Saraswati pujor honour e. Kothao ekta speaker e gaan bajchhe. Pujo hoyeche hoyto kothao. Ekta gaachh ke dekhe mone holo polash futeche. Kaal sokale thik kore dekhte hobe. Bosonto chole eseche. Teen-chaar din agey raater belay season-er prothom kokiler daak sunlam. Tarpore aro du-ekbaar. Amader CD-parar kokiler moto golar jor becharader nei. Khub e komjori. Ektu dekei theme gelo. Boro shohorer sovvo kokil hoyto.
Raastay aaj traffic kom. Office-kachhari chhuti. Chhelera meyera besh haat dhoradhori kore rastay beriyeche. Saraswati Pujo Bangalir Valentine's Day. Eke bosonto, tay abar Kolkatay utsober onto nei. Book fair, concert, Saraswati Pujo, Valentine's Day. Kodin baade Holi-o chole asbe. Maajhe abar biyer season. Charpashe sudhu rong e rong, anondo e anondo. Premer bonya jeno. Mon emnii akul hoy. Amader moto ghorchhara prani-ra eisob dine akasher dike takiye ektu nissas feli, ghor theke phone ashe, kothay kothay chhotobelate phire jai. Sudhui nostalgia. Tarpor back to pavillion. School-e amader song book e ekta gaan chhilo. Gaan ta mone nei. Title mone achhe - "No man is an island". Kintu ekhon mone hoy eta kichhuta bhul. Amra sobai kothao na kothao ekta bichchhinno dweep-er moto. Somewhere every one of us is an island. Aajkalkar dine eta aro beshi jeno sotti bole mone hoy.
Dekhte dekhte Ajaynagar pouchhe gechi. Ekhane morer mathay ekta prokando gaachh achhe. Sekhane bohu pakhir basha. Bikel saare paanchta theke chhotar moddhe tara jokhon ghore phere, se ki tader kolorob! Eto, j kolkatar bhari bhari bus-er awajo doobe jay. Amar khoob bhalo lagey pakhigulo jeetchhe dekhe.
Amar paasher barite Saraswati Pujo hoyeche. Oder building er sobai hoi-hoi kore khawa-dawa korlo. Majhe power-cut holo. Sobai eksonge gaan gaichilo sunlam -
"Tumi sukho jodi naahi pao/Jao sukhero sondhaane jao"...
Mone ekta bhalo lagar chhonya. Ektu jeno onnomonoshko. Bosonto elo. Sukh jeno haater nagale.
2 comments:
bantalar erom description!!! bhaba jay!!! ei blog ta darun hoyeche.....bangla font e likhle feel ta bapok asto ....
dhonnobaad! Bangla font e likhle to bhaloi hoto.. kintu jara Bangla bojhe but alphabets porte pare na, tara bonchito hoto! :)
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