Jhor

Piko :   Ekta jhor chai. Pata uriye dhulo cchutiye jhor.
Shakya :   Shotti… ratre, ghum bhenge jabe… maa ekbar eshe bolbe niche ashte… ghum ashbe na… laal akasher dike takiye aar chokhe dhulor ashtoron niye baki raat tuku kete jabe!
Piko :   Onek raatey ma gaayer kantha ber kore bolbe diye ne..bondho janlar kanch jhon jhon korbe ar phaank diye shoru shutor moto hawa boibe..bhetorey…icchey korbe purono gaaner khata gulo ber korar…
Shakya :   Majhe majhe janalar kanch bhed kore unki marbe bidyut er jholkani… bhoye pabo… kintu palabo na…boro hoye gechi kina!
Piko :   Ektu hashi o pabey, bhebe je ekshomoy, jhor uthle bhoy korto, karon thammi bolto, bendhe rekhe de nijeke! Ure jabi…Duure tin er chaal er alga tukro jhom-dhom awaj korbe, ar grill e ghosha khawa aam gaacher patagulor dhulo kada hoye dhuye jabe..
Shakya :  Mone porbe, baba janalar dhare dariye gaan korto, jhor utheche baul batash, aar aamar mon kharap hoye jeto. bhabte bhabte aabar mon kharap hoye jabe. kisher jonne? Sheta bujhte parbo na. Brishtir awaaj, jhorer phish phish, aar bidyut er kora naarar modhhye kaadte kaadte, aar haashte haashte aabar hoyetoh ghumiye porbo?
Piko :   Aar shei ghumer nibir anonde, abcha alor shopneo shunbo rimjhim ghonoghota, sraboner dharar moto ei borshon er cchota..money porbe, meghla diner khichuri, ar school er jonnyo rochona, khatar cchera pechoner pataye, cchata matha loker pencil ghosha cchobi..
Shakya :   Prothom kobita.. barite boshe gondalur golpo sesh kore phela, bichanar chador er ushko khushko mejaj, dadar sathe video game khela niye jhogra. Bhule jawa onek chhotto ghotona. Raag, obhimaan, bhalobasha, aar jhorer kache rekhe jawa thikana aar smriti medurota!
Piko :   Ar shei taal gaach money pore? Shohoj paather shaada kalo chobir ek paaye darano taal gaach, jaar sthir daanao jyano jhoro batashe tolomolo..Ar babuder taal pukurer maachgulo jyano jege othey, dola laga dheu e, jyano ekdiner jonnyo tara shei shudur shomuddure eshe pouchechey…jhore bhashiye dewa amar shopno bhora kagojer nouko..noukadubi holey shei hotasha..shei durbhabna..tobey ki konodino keu jhor atikrom korte parbe na?
Shakya :   Aar jahaaje chorar asha niye raat bhor kore phela, boi er patae rekhar bairer somudre, jar dheuke tulir taane dhora jaena… Africar jongole er moto samudrik jhor, aar prochondo bipoder muukhe aatke pora. treasure island er shei sea sickness… prothom je boi ek barer beshi porechilam ebong anondo peyechilam.. aajo kono boi beshibar porte ichha korena… kintu ekhono mone hoye, treasure island er shei jhor tola obhijaan jodi aarekbar petam!
Piko :   Aar tarporey jiboner jhor..nagordola ghurnir moto dheye asha shopna, asha, didha, ar kancher baksher moto thunko bhalo laaga..jhapte jhapte mukhey laaga shob here jawa, shob pichiye jawa..shurjer alor shohosha beriye ashaye chokher patar bhetor theke dekha ramdhanu jhor, abar shei ramdhanu kei jiboney tene ana, shei uronto dhulo baalir protiti kona apon rongey rangiye newa, jawar belaye..
Shakya :   Koto haashi thattar utsho hoye thaka. moner modhhe jhor uthleo lukiye bujhiye rakha, jeno bohu purono kno gupto kotha… tarporer jhorer seshe upolobdhi, etai toh jibon… etai toh bneche thaka!
– Shakya Bose, Upasruti Biswas
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