Raat Bhor Bristy

Jamuna r ekti purono chor, nam tar Kashiar Chor. Ei Kashiar Chor e 20/25 ti Jele poribar er bash. Sobai hindu. Sobar pesha Jamuna theke mach dhora. Kew shikhkhito noi. Ami prothom shikhkhito chele. Ami Tangail er ekti collage e B.A. pori. Boyos 19/20, Ami dekhteo ektu onno rokom onekta Uttam Kumar er moto chehera, Ma Baba amar nam rekhechilo: Kartik, kintu sobai amake Uttam bolei dake.
Ami jodio porashona kori, tarporeo ami khub kormoth, baba ma sochchol noi, Baba mach bikri kore, chutite jokhon bari ashi ,tokhon amio jele hoiye jai. Baba k mach dhorar bapare help kori, Hat e Ghat e mach bikri kori.

Jela para r ami ekmatro chele je lekha pora kori, tai sobai amake khub manno kore, bhalo bashe, ador kore.
Amra dui bon ek bhai, bon ekti amar boro, arekti amar choto, dujoneri buye hoiye gache. Amader jele para- tei biye hoiyeche. Tarao jele.

Amader jele parar besh koyekti meye amar proti durbol chilo, ora sobai ashikhkhito,  somporkitito dui teen jon Boudi chilo, sobai jubuti type er. Amader pasher ghorti chilo Jogai Haldar er, onar duto meye ache, ekti jubuti, ekhono biye hoi nai. Shari kapor pore, kintu blauz porena, ashole jele parar sobai gorib, kono meyei blauz pore na. Meyetir nam Komola. ,ektu mota type er sharir, lombate, breast duto bedhop size, payer ran duto besh mota, pacha haevy. Komola amar sathe earki diye kotha bolto, Jamuna r char er ghat e oke onkbar buker kapor fela obsthai goshol korte dekhechi.
Komola ekdin sondha bela amake eka peye bole: Dada tumi ki amake pochondo koro ?
Ami: Hu, toke pochondo kori.
Komola: Tumito porshona koro, amake ki tomar bhalo lage ?
Ami: Hu, toke amar bhalo lage,
Komola:  Tumi ki amake biye korba ?
Ami: na.

Arekdin  Komola amake bole: Dada amar biye thik hoia gache !
Ami: Kar sathe ?
Komola:  Sukhen Majir sathe .
Ami:  Or na ager duto bou ache
Komola: hey, aro ekti biye korbe, seta holo amake.

Taro dui din por Komola r biye hoiye jai.
Komola k bhalo bashlam na, othocho Komola r jonno kemon jeno maya hochche. Jamuna r buke othoi pani, sagorer moto jol ekhane..okul dekha jaina, shudhu pani arr pani, kono nouka nei, bistirno jolrashi, shunnotai chokh mele onekdur porjonto kebol jolrashi dekhchilam. Jamuna r joler upor diye domka hawa boichilo, amar chotto ekti dirgoshash sei domka hawai miliye galo.

Monta ektuo bhalo lagchilo na, Sondhar dike chorer kinara dhore eka eka hat te hat te onekdur porjonto chole jai..sondha goriye raat hoiye jai. Chorer uttor prante Juran Majhir ghor, pashe arr kono bari nei,shunechi Juran majhi koidin agey biye koreche. Juran Majhir ghorer kache diye jokhon ashchilam..adho ondhokare ghorer pashe dariy ekti meye amake bolche..Thakurpo ashen, beriye jan amader bari. Ami er agey kokhono Juran Majhir bou k dekhini. Ajoi prothom dekhlam, ghorer baire ondhokar, chotto soner ghorer vitore meto kupi jolche.
Ami:  Juran Dada kothai ?
Juran Majhir bou:  Mach bikri korte Porabari gache, nouka niye fere ashte dupur raat hobe .
Ami: Ghore arr kew nei ?
Juran Majhiir Bou: Na.

Ami ektu didha korei Juran Majhir ghore probesh korlam, Noori Boudi ( Juran Majhir Bouer nam, Noori ) ekti kather tool e boshte dilo, Keroshin er matir kupir aloi Noori Boudi k ami dekhlam, sundor shastho, gayer rong sada, mathar chulgulo ghono, ektu elomelo, shari pora, blauz nei, kaporer upor diye dudh duto uthle porche..besh toba , toba...chokhe mukhe ekta dushtamir chaiya dekhlam.
Noori Boudi:  aj amake prothom dekhlen !
Ami:  hu, tumi kintu besh sundor !
Noori Boudi: Tumio onek sundor thakurpo. ta tumi ekaki ei dike eshechile keno ?
Ami: Monta bhalo lagchilona , tai.
Noori: Keno ?
Ami: Komola r biye hoiye gache, ei jonno.
Noori:  Tumi ki Komola k bhlalo bashte ?
Ami: Na.
Noori: Tobe mon kharap korecho keno ?
Ami: Janina.

Ektu por Noori k bollam, ami jai. Noori Bollo: Arr ektu bosho Thakurpo.
Noori- r ghore kono choki nei. Mati te bichana kore ghumai.Noori amake duto kacha piara khete dei. Ami ekti khai. Arr ekti Noori k bollam khete, Noori Peara khachchilo.
Ami dustami kore bollam: Tomar peara duto besh kacha, dhasha dhasha...khete mone hoi khub moja .
Noori: Tumito khele ekti, kemon moja pele ?
Ami:  Ei peara noi, tomar ( Noori r breast dekhiye ) oi duiti peara.

Noori onek khon dhore amar kach theke ei dhoroner kichu amontron chachchilo, kintu sahos koreni. Amar ei earki te Noori r sahos holo.
Norri:  Khabe tumi?
Ami:  hu..
Noori:  Esho kache, khaw.

Ami Noori Boudi k pichon dik theke amar dike tene anlam.or ghare chumu khete thaki, buker kapor Noori fele dilo, ami pichon theke jorie Noori breast dhorlam, amar dui hate Noori r dui breast, tipte laglam, dhaush sundor breast , Noori k samne kore Breast kamor dilam..abaro breast tipte thaki..Noori amar lungir upor diye dhone dhorlo, dhon khara..Noori bujte parlo, ami ekhon ki chai ! Noori bollo: Ghorer baire cholo, kashbon er arale baluchor e balur upor amra kaz kori.

Ami Noori k niye ghorer ber holam..rater ondhokar tokhon onek..Jamuna joler chhalat chhalat shobdo shona jachche..Noori balur upor dui pa fak kore shuiye porlo..ami or vodai hat dilam..khub soft type er voda, ektu ektu bal ache...ami soja amar dhon Noori r vodai dhukiye dilam..thapate thaki..arr Noori r dudh tipte thaki..
Khubui tight voda..ami amar dhon Noorir vodai dhukachi arr ber korchi..Noori khub moja pachchilo..Taro besh por ami Noori r voda mal out korlam.
Noori uthe boshlo, ondhokare amar dike mayabi drishti mele bolchilo: Thakurpo tomar jokhon mon kharap lagbe, tokhoni tumi chole ashbe..Tomar Noori Boudi tomar Komola hoiye tomar mon bhalo kore debe.

Er por aro ekdin Noori Boudi k lagiyechilam, tarpor Tangail e chole jai, Collage khulechilo. Puro dui mash Tangail ei chilam. Tarpor abar bari chole jai, Kashiar Chor e, Jele parai. Ashole keno jani ei jele pollitei amar beshi bhalo lage, porashona korte mon chaina. Mone hoi jeno lekha porar cheye Jele hoiye thaka beshi bhalo.Ami jokhon ebar bari ashi dekhlam, bonna shuru hoiyeche, Kashiar chor onektai dube gache.

Parar sob majhira chole gache Padma i, Elish dhorte, Komola r shami Shukhen , Noori Boudi r shami Juran Majhi, aro oneke. Komola r  sathe ekdin dekha hoi, amake bole : Berate jete, ami bolechilam: Jabo ekdin.

Komola der ghor ti jele parar ekdom dokhkhin dike, Borshai Komola der barir charpashe jole dube gache, shudhu matro Komola der ghortai dangai jege ache,choto dingi noukai othoba jole vije Komola der bari jete hoi,bartir ashe pashe kono bari ghor nei. Sedin saradin bristi jhorchilo, borshar bristi, Jamuna r jol onek bere gache..saradin ghorei chilam, monta udash hote thake, mone holo Komola der bari jai. Komola k khub dekhte echcha korchilo.
Sondhar por ami choto ekti dingi nouka niye Komolader bari jai bristi te vije vije. Jeye dekhlam Komola Ghorer vitor ekti choto choki te boshe ache, Komola r sotin onno room e, Komola amake dekhe bollo: Dada tumi ei ratey, bollam : Tomake dekhte echcha korlo, tai elam.
Komola: Bhaloi holo, ami tomar sathe noukai kore ektu bari jabo, amake tumi niye jabe.
Ami: Achcha.
Komola or sotinder bollo, ami Uttam dada r sathe bari jabo. Barir sobai bollo: Jaw.

Komola bristite vijte vijtei noukai uthlo. ekti kaporer toplai or kichu kapor chopor, ami ondhokare dingi noukai boitha chalate thaki. Noukati aste aste Jamunar majh doriar dike chole galo. Bristi jhorche aar jhorche..probol bege bristi hochche..ami boitha dhamiye dilam.Komola r sharirer sob kapor vije chupshe gache. Biddut chomkachche..bristi jhorche..mone holo raat bhor ojhor dharai brist hobe, thambena .

Bidduter aloi ami Komola k dekhlam, or breast jole vije kaporer upor diye upche utheche. Ami kache jeye Komola k daklam:  Komola
Komola:  Bolo tumi
Ami:  Toke khub bhalo lagche
Komola:  Amaro bhalo lagche tomake.
Ami:  Raat bhor toke kache pete echcha korche.
Komola:  Bristi jodi na thamto.
Ami:  Komola, joler dharai tui amar kache aai.

Ami Komola k buke joriye dhorlam..or dudh mukhe niye niple chuste laglam. Komola or sharirer somosto veja kapor khule fello, noukar pataton e shuiye porlo, bidduter alo ami Komola r voda dekhte pelam, voda r upor bristir jol porche..ami Komola r breast tipte tipte vodai hat dilam, ekti angul vodar modde dhukiye dilam, bristi panite vije Komola r voda aro beshi khasa hoiye utheche jeno..ami licking korlam kichukhon, tarpor hatu gere amar dhon Komola r vodai dhukiye dilam..ahh..ki shorgo !! Bristi aro jore jhorche...ami Komola r vodiai bristir panir sathe thapate laglam. .choto dingi noukati dulche..Jamuna r pani chholath chholath shobdo hochche...amar dhon Komola r vodai  aro beshi jol charalo..bidduter aloi ami Komola r chokh mukh dekhlam..ki darun proshanti...ami Komola k pataton e shoaiye chudte laglam..ki mosreen or voda.ki sundor norom or dudh duto,.ki anondo pachchilam ami..shudhu mone hochchilo ei bristi jeno raat bhor hoi, ei shrorgio khon jeno kono raatei  shesh na hoi.