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”