Ele Tobe

Aaj tumi ekhan theke anek duur-e,

Raash raash bokul phool-er tatka, gandho-bahi

Mon, mone korie dey.

Tomar koroput-e, kono ek borsha-e

Megh-medur dupur-e, je noibedyo

Shajiechilam, ta aaj bibosh kora ...

Bashont-er din fire elo, shafol

howa bhor-er swapner moto

Nobikrito holo morche dhora mon.

Tumi shob jano -- shishir-er gandho,

Laal mati-r gandho, Lota-pata-r gandho,

Rupojhuri bon, borsha-r shyamolima,

Bristi-r pore bheshe asha misro-phool-er gandho -- shob

Ebong abashhoi amader shei bhiru

Swarnolota-r moto bere otha

Tumi e-o jaano -- Chelebela-r shei ruposhudha paan,

Athoba pahar-tolir bonostholi-te hariye jaoa

aar kakhono hobena tomar -- tobu,

Jodi ashte -- sudhu ekbaar --

Dekhte,

Rod-er angul kemon ador-e

Shokal-er shishir-er chul-e haat bolachhe ..

Ja Likhechi

Chapar jogyo kobita
... lekha holona aaj-o.
Anek chesta, boi-para-e ghoraghuri,
Fata taali-r ghor-e, chand-er jol-e akhhor chine --
Mom-er nibhu-nibhu aalo-r shobd-er protilipi khuje nie .....

Ja likhechi -- lekhar taronay likhechi
Ja likhechi -- bhalo legeche, tai likhechi
Ja likhechi -- mon-er uttap prokash-er jonno likhechi
Ja likhechi -- nijer shonge katha bolar jonno likhechi
Ja likhechi -- na bolte parar jonno likhechi
Ja likhechi -- mutho mutho kosto chepe rakha-r jonno likhechi
Ja likhechi -- keu konodin porbe na bolei likhechi
Ja likhechi -- dai kora, shari shari
ui-e kata,
ghun dhora,
chapa-r ajogyo shob lekha
kakhonoi prokashito hobe na bole-i
likhechi ...

Taarpor ..... Bhalobasha

(1)

Bus ta eshe anekhhon themeche signal e. Poronto bikeler astomito surjer taaphin alota janla diye gaaye porate besh bhaloi lagchilo Rajarshi r. Baire takatei tar chokhe porlo Eden Gardens er alogulo. Pashei Aakashbani Bhavan. Aaj rastay ektu beshii bhir kenona shobe matro INDIA—WEST INDIES er tritiyo test er dwitiyo din er khela shesh hoyeche. Bus eo jathesto bhir. Tobe Rajarshi ekebare bus stand theke othay tar bosbar kono asubidha hoyni. Signal clear hoye gele bus chute chollo prochondo gotite. Pash diye hush hush kore beriye jachhe Mahunbagan math, East Bengal math, Maidan…..shobkichu. Shobematro November mash----ar tai er modhhei taratari shondhe hoye jete arombho koreche. Kintu shiter resh matro nei. Rajarshi aaj i Indore theke fireche. Office r kaje prayii take baire jete hoy. Ei niye tar strir shathe prochondo jhogra hoy. Kenona she swami r eirokom jibon thik mene nite pare na. She swapno dekhe ek sushtho, swasthokor jibon er------jekhane nei kono Ashanti, kono dukhho.

(2)

Calling bell er awaj ta ektu jorei hoyechilo. Kodin dhorei calling bell ta kharap hoyeche. Kono samay ekebarei baje na----abar kono samay emon jore baje je----------
“Ke…?”
“Ami, kholo..”
“Ohh tumi. Ta hoye gelo tomar office er kaaj..?”
“Keno hobe na…?...aaj i to ferar katha chilo. Tomay to bolei giyechilam.”
“Han bolechile…kintu kaal i je tomar kaaj shesh hoyeche tar ki kono proman ache..?”
“Ani….ki ja ta bokcho tumi..?”
“Aami thik ii bolchi…sotti katha bolle omni raag..tai na?...”
“Tomar ei faltu katha shonar bindumatro ichhe amar nei. Jodi paro to kichu khete dao. Aami hath-mukh dhuye ashchi.”

(3) [Anindita r katha]

Raat 12:30. Somosto para nijhum. Golfgreen jayga ta emnitei faka faka. Aar raat barle to katha i nei.
Anindita Chatterjee------Presidency College er Psychology bhibhager chatri. Porashona shesh howar por biye. Achena, ajana ek chele r shathe----naam Rajarshi. Tarpor shuru ei bibahito jibon. Tobe dampotto koloher fake fake abashho ache kichu hashi moshkora.
Shuye shuye ei shob iii bhabchilo Anindita. Hotat ii dorjar awaje tar chintabhrosto holo.

“Rajarshi…”
Nijer mone mone i bollo. “Eto raat re kothay jachhe…?”
“Dekhi kothay jay…?”
“Ohh maa o to telephon e katha bolche…eto raat re abar kar shathe dorkar holo..?”

(4)

“Kal ratre kake Phone korechile..?”
“Ka—ka—ke korbo abar..?...Phone eshechilo…wrong number…”
“Ohh tai bujhi etokhhon dhore katha bolchile…?”
“Tumi tahole shob shunecho..?”
“Ei byaparta bujhte eto samay laglo..?”
“Shono Ani tumi amay bhool bujhchho..”
“Aami kake bhool bujhbo aar kake noy…sheta tomay thik kore dite hobe na…”
“Ufff tumi tomar jhogra niyei thako…ami chollam office e…”
“Han esho. Ar tar shathe abar kono ekta Field e jaoar offer niye esho...”
“Han dorkar porle taiii anbo..”

(5) [Ekaki Rajarshi]

Rajarshi Chakrabarty---ekti naami bank er ekti uchu post e she chakri kore. Joubone she ekti meye ke bhalo basto. Naam Tamoghna. Kintu baba-maa r chap e she Anindita ke biye korte badhho hoy. Tobuo she bibahito jibon ke bhalo bhabei mene niyeche.
Kintu biyer bachor pachek por thekei she nijeke eka mone korte shuru koreche. Tar shonge tar strir durotto kromosho berei choleche. Keno je emon hochhe..?...
“Tobe ki ekdin Tamoghna r shathe rastay dekha howay katha bolchilam aar sheta o dekhe feleche..?”
“Noile hotat ii o emon shuru korbe keno?..Ei jibon aar shojhho hoy na. Amay ki o ektuo bhalobashe na..?”

(6)

Shobematro minute ponero hoyeche Puri station e eshe train themeche. Rajarshi eke eke shamasto maal potro namachhe. Pashe dariye Anindita. Shob namano hoye gele ta coolie r mathay chapiye ora jakhon baire elo takhon shobematro Puri r ghoom bhengeche. Kenona scheduled time er anek agei train eshe pouche geche. Station er baire eshe ekta auto te chepe ora aage theke book kora ekta hotel er uddeshhe rowna holo.
Hotel e pouche ektu bisram niye breakfast khete khete snan er samay hoye elo. Ora samdurer dhare giye dekhe anek bhir. Bahu lok er shomagom shekhane. Anindita k eek jaygay boshiye rekhe Rajarshi bollo
“Ektu bosho, ashchi.”
“Ekhon abar kothay jachho?”
“Ashchi, bosho na.”
Anindita boshe boshe samudrer ashanto roop dekhte laglo. Hotat ii or chokhe porlo je samudrer bhitore kichuta dure ekjon er haat ekbaar uthche aar namche.
“Rajarshi to anekhhon giyeche. Ekhono ashche na keno?.”….nijer mone mone i bollo she.
Samudrer bhitor theke oi haat dekhar por tar mone holo..ke jane oi haat Rajarshi r noy to?
She takhon choote gelo. “Please bachan. Ekjon dube jachhe”
Muhurter modhhe beach e shorgol pore gelo. Koekhhon er modhhei 4 jon nuliya neme porlo. Besh kichukhhon por tara ek dubonto byakti ke paar e tule niye elo----Rajarshi.
“E tumi ki korle go..? eto boro shasti tumi amay diye gele?..Ei paglamo korte tomay ke bolechilo?”
Shonge shonge koekjon mile take kacher ek hashpatal e niye gelo. Anindita naoa khaoa bhule sharakhhon hashpatal e boshe raat jagte laglo. Prochur sheba shushrusha r por char diner mathay Rajarshi bhalo hoye uthlo. Cho din pore hashpatal theke chara peye aro du din katiye tara fire jaoar upokrom korlo.

(7)

Howrah Junction. Charidike kolahol. Ei matro Puri Express eshe themeche. Rajarshi aar Anindita train theke namtei dekhte pelo prochur atmiyo-shojon esheche tader niye jete. Ashole Anindita r phone peye shakole udbigno chilo. Taar ii aboshaan ghotate shobai eshe uposthit hoyeche station e. Station theke beriye Rajarshi bollo
“Tumi chole jao, ami ashchi”
“Aabar tumi kothay jachho?”
“Aare chole ashbo ektu porei. Aar ta chara ami to ekhon shustho.”
“Shustho holeo kakhon je paglami chapbe ta to bola jay na”
“Aare na na. Tumi jao. Ami kichukhhon porei ashchi.”

Stree o atmiyo--shajon ra chole jaoar por Rajarshi chole elo Ganga r dhare.
Aaj she khub ii profullo. Ganga r dhar diye hat te hat te shitol batasher sporshe tar mon abar notun kore jege uthlo. Ei abhijaan e she abar notun kore tar stree ke chinte pereche. Rajarshi bujhte parlo je baire jotoi jhogra koruk na keno, taar stree r bhalobasha r gondi r baire she ekhono pouchayni. Dur e takhon ekta mosjid theke Aajan er sur bheshe ashche. Aaj je Shukrobaar.

Bastob ----- Ektu duure

TITLI ... aamar prothom prem ---- bhalobasha,
Aami take chuyechi ----
Taar chule bili kete, kopale hath buliye, tar golapi thothe angul rekhechi ...
Taar griba sporsho kore, naavi r charidhare khela kore ---
Urushondhi r majhe ...
..................... Shob ii swapno, shobii kolpona---
Kenona kolponar TITLI ra shudhu swapnei beche thake …

Projapoti

Boishakhi jhorer moto uchhakhankay bhora ek shokale
Tumi eshechile neel pori r roop dhore;---
Tomar haat er sonar kathi ta amar chokher opor
Chuiye deoar por chokh mele dekhechilam
Tomar roop, shoundorjo-----
Montro mugdher moto takiye chilam tomar dike,
Cheyechilam sharajibon tumi amar ii kache thako
Hotat ii tumi ekta rongin PROJAPOTI hoye ure chole gele janla diye
Aar tar porei ghoom bhenge dekhi, amar shamne TITLI dariye ache,

TITLI------jake ami shobtheke kache pete cheyechi…

Tobuo

Aaj ami klanto, aboshonnotay bhoreche gota hridoy ----
Chera bansher konchir moto anchor ketei choleche ;
Aghate jorjorito hote hote
Hotat I shamne elo mrittyur hathchani ---
Ami khujchhi, Jana nei, kothay giye
Hobe shesh
Ei byartho annweshon ...

Byabodhan

Ekta shomporko,
Modhurota diye gora,
Tiktota tar majhe chaya feleche.
Chaya..?...... ta she nokol o hote pare?
Ashol—Nokol -------- kototai ba farak?
Tobu ta probhab fele…..

Ekta shomporko,
Modhurota diye gora,
Tobu tar majhe royeche ektai shobdo ------ Byabodhan

Ja Tomake Bola Hoyni

Koto katha, ja tomake bola hoyni----
Prothom dekhar por naam jana sotteo jiggyasha korechilam,
“ Tomar naam ki?..”
Smito heshe tumi bolechile, “Monalisa”

Tomake kache paoar ashay dite chyechilam anek kichu-----
Shokale shukh,
Koishorer prem,
Aranyer hathchani,
Hridoyer abeg,
Duti holud pakhi---- kimba
Ek guchho KURINJI phool, ja baro bachore ekbaar fote.
Parini-----shob kichu hather muthoy peye o..

Aaj tumi kothay jani na. kemon acho tao na…
Shokal goriye shondhe hoyeche
Koishor periye bardhokko
Holud pakhi dutio mritopray
Shukiye jaoa KURINJI phool er guchho phool danite aar shobha dey na

Tobu tomarii jonno shonchito ekhono amar kache ache emon kichu jinish---
Na lekha kobita
Na pathano chithi
Na howa bhromon
Na dekha swapno .....

Nebe na?........

Keu Bojhe Naa

(1)

Sarater sunirmal aakash, shada megher phakhe (2) surjer lukochuri khela—eishob janla diye dekhte dekhte hothat-I tandra maton eshe giye chilo Jhhinuk-er. Parar pandel-e maik-er joralo aoaj kane astei tandra bhenge gelo.
Aaj astami. Maa gechen parar pandel-e pujo dite. Ebarer pujoy Jhhinuk eka. Besirbhag bondhura shob Kolkata-r baire. Barite se aar maa. Baba-r katha Jhhinuk-er chelebelar epashe nei. Baba shudhu maa-er galpe aar gharer deoale kather frame-r modhhey. Pujor dine ektu rastay na berole bhalo laage naa. Kintu jatokhhon na maa phere tatokhhon berono jabe naa. Kajei Jhhinuk apekhha korte laglo. Maa ekbaar berole keno je eto deri kore???


(2)

Anasmita Roy—naamta sara college-e khubii porichito. Hashi-khushi, pranochhol ekush bachorer ei taruniti sabari priyo. Tobe sabtheke bodh hoy she Arghya-r beshi kacher. Arghya—tader classeri ek chhele. Ekmaro Arghyar kachei she besh free hote pare. Ekbaar oder dujon ke ekshathe park-e dekhte peye or maa bari-te eshe ja bokechilo---------tarpor theke shudhu college-I ja katha hoy aar majhe modhhey phone; tao maa-er ajante.


(3)

Khut kore darjar shabdo hotei Jhhinuk bujhlo maa phireche.
“ekta pujo dite giye eto deri? Aar edike aami berotei parchi na.”
“ki korbo bol? Anek line chilo je…”
“thik ache ekhon ektu berochhi; phirte bela hole chinta koro na.”
“tobe ektu taratari phirish.”

Maa-er mon. kothay aabar ei sakale berolo ke jane? Baron korle to aar shunbe na, ulte hajar katha bolte thakbe.
Chelebelar ekta katha tar mone elo---- takhon Jhhinuk-er bachor choy boyesh. Prachando duronto. Jhhinuk-ke bhorti korate ekti missionary school-e niye giyechilen. Shekhankar adhyakko jiggesh korechilen,
“achha tahole Sunanda debi ei hochhe aapnar meye? Ki naam tomar?”
“Anasmita Roy”
“Tomar maa je bolche tumi khub dustu.”
“sheijanyo to ekhane asha. Aapnara dustumi shariye aamake aabar bhalo kore tulben.”
Jhhinuk-er shei katha shune adhyakko mahashoy porjonto na heshe paren ni. Shei meye aaj eto boro, eto porinoto.


(4)

Jhhinuk phirlo ektu bela korei.
“Jhhinuk?”
“ki maa?”
“Arghya phone korechilo.”
“kichu boleche”
“naa, toke aabar phone korte boleche. O bodh-hoy janto na je aami bari achi, tai na?”
“Keno hothat ei katha?”
“naa kichu naa or katha bolar bhongi shune mone holo.”
“tomar to sabsamay oi shob mone hoy.”
“tor bhalor janyo boli. Orokom utko cheler shonge nai ba ghora phera korli.”
“Arghya utko noy; o ritimoto porashona gharer chele aar antato ei rokom bhara bari te thake na.”
“ja ichhe tai kor. Pore bujhbi. Ja ekhon haat much dhue aye. Aami bhat barchi.”


(5)

“hello, ke Arghya? Aami Jhhinuk.”
“o ha shon, toke aami bolechilam na aamar ek kaka Nottingham-e ache.”
“ha.”
“tini aajkei chithi pathiyechen. Okhane aamar janyo ekta chakri thik korechen. Pujor porei aamay chole jete hobe.”
“o tai, tahole aami ki korbo?”
“tui aar ki korbi. Apatoto porashona, tarpor ekta biye aar tarpor ghar shansar.”
“toke bolechilam na aamar maayer shonge katha bolabo. Tato aar holo naa.”
“tar aar darker-o nei, karon ekhon aamar biyer kono prashnoi othe naa. Okhane jai, chakrite join kori tarpor dekha jabe.”
“o tar mane tui ekhankar shob pat chukiye chole jachhish.”
“motamuti tai. Tobe ekhanakar flat-ta rakha thakbe, jodi konodin phiri tobe darkar porbe.”
“tui ki ei katha boltei phone korte bolechili?”
“ha, shon tor shonge jaoar aage ekbaar dekha korbo.”
“tar aar proyojon nei. Bhalo thakish. Rakhchi.”

Bolei kot kore line-ta kete dilo Jhhinuk.

Ki korbe she ekhon? Chelera ei rokomi hoy. Kokhono kono meyer monta tara bujhte chay na, emonki bojhar chestao kore na. Maa-o take bujhte pareni. Ei niye maa-er shonge tar koto jhagrai na hoyeche . Kintu Jhhinuk swapneo bhabeni je Arghya ei kaaj korbe. Maa kei ba ki bolbe?
Shondhe hoye esheche. Kintu aaj ei sharod-shondhay bristi keno? Jhhinuker mon bhar hoye esheche. Tar modhhey theke kanna samasto kichu thele beriye aste chayiche. Khub kore kadbar janyo Jhhinuk janlar dhare giye boshlo. Kintu she kandte parche koi? Tar to ektuo chokher jol porche naa, barancho tar hoye bairer aakashtai ajhore kede choleche…..

Chhinopotro

Suchoritashu Brishti,
Aamar prathom prem--bhalobasha. Ei abelay eshe toke etai hoyto ba prathom o shesh chithi. Tor khaborer ashay aaj atharo bachor apekkhay. Chander jale bhije bhije koto raat aar katabo bolte parish? Narom chander aloye jonak jala raat aar toke dekhano holo na. Shei neem phooler gandho makhano path, duronto haway kapale lepte thaka chul, tor tol pora gaaler dushtu-mishti hashi---smritir jhapi khullei jhapta mare mukhe. Ekrash bokulphooler gandhobahi mon shob mone koriye dey. Nirjon akash theke shunnotar kuasha aar shapner guro pere niye makhiye niyechi shara shorire..janish? Janish kono mon kharap kora bhore shonali roddur mariye, kurchi phooler gandho booke niye nodike boli grahon koro. Etodin dhore er cheye aar beshi ki ba korar chilo?
Tor ki mone pore shei shob shona jhora din guloke? Bolechilam jodi ekbaar du haat barash…..prithibir shob shoundorjo tokei debo. Aar ekbaar tui bolechili “Bhalobashar patro ke bhuleo biye korte nei; korlei nijeder kache ajantei purono hoye jete hoy”. Bodh hoy purono hote chashni, tai ki hariye geli?? Tobe tor sharthohin, shachhotoya bhalobasha amake ashamapto shukhanubhuti dey….aajo. Bhabte bhalo laage ekbaar ek borshar dupure aamar haat chuye bolechili “Megh tui na thakle aamar janmoi britha.” Abak chokhe takate bolechili “dur boka, megh thekei to brishtir janmo…….tai na?”
Bohu bachor bade tor thikana pelam Riti-r kache. Mone ache Riti-ke? Goto boimelay dekha hoye gelo hothat. Shunlam deshe phirchish bidesh theke agami shite. Eto gulo bachore boimela o rather mela theke tor janno kichu na kichu kine rekhechi………..jodi kono din dekha hoy. Abshyo kono kono manusher kapal i emon je shopner porira tader jibone ashena kono din. Amake bhalo thakar moto ekta ratri dibi Brishti? Shapno laga oi kaalo akashtar moto….tar bodole aami debo anek kobita, ekta laal golaper chara aar holud ronga duto bodrika……chelebela theke ja tor priyo chilo. Deshe phire kono ek mon kharap kora bikele chole ashish dhirpaye, didhahin…ekbaar. Tor megh ekhono besh ashushtho tor protikhhay. Ki re ashbi naa??? Aare paagli, aamake na hok -----manush to ashukh dekhteo ashe.

Tor kono ek kaaler hariye jaoa
Khelar shathi---bondhu---bhalobasha…..

“Megh”