Ekta sopno...

***actual date Thursday, March 5, 2009

Ei matro odbhut ekta sopno dekhlam, na sopno na golpo dekhlam… je golpe na chaite o ami ekjon ochchhedyo ongo hoye gelam… ekjon dorshok ekjon shrota… ekjon choritro o… ! ei golpe ekjon bondhuo peyechhilam… takeo hario felechhi.. tai to sopno… tar chehara ekdom mone nei… karo cheharai mone nei ! bolte gele bhabben golpo bolchhi… tai to bole dilam golpoi dekhechhi…!

“desh” e ekta mail pathiyechhilam… tar reply eseschhe, pora ekhono hoyni, beriyechhi kolkatar kono ek ochena rastay Cyber Café’r khoje, reply je esechhe… seta janlam ki kore… e prosno korben na… sopne emon udbhot swadhinota thake… ! Cycle niye edik odik chute berachchhi… hotat samne dekhlam odbhut ekta “kamaner” moto gaari… chalok bolchhe “uriye debo”… bheba cheka kheye gelam… hotat dujon traffic police pakrao korlo amake… besh rosiye khocha diye bollo…” koto niyechhilo cycle ta?” , bollam.. “nijer takay kinechhi !”… odbhut ekta ohonkarer gondho pelam nijer kothay… tar karon ta nijer mone thahor korar chesta korlam… emon somoy ekjon arekjon ke jiggesh korlo, “koto nibi?”, anyojon bllo, “emni te teppano taka, tin takai nebo bhachhi…!” aschorjo kintu ami hoyni… ! tokhon besh swabhabik hoyegechhi… thatta kore oderke bollam… “oisob boro gaari der atok korar jonyo o to keu dorkar.. amrai keno sudhu shoshito hobo !” haslo ora.. jaihok… kichhuta sosti elo mone… tokhon “desh”er mail bheshe gechhe haoay kothao… bollam “cholun cha khaoa jak…”, khub swabhabik bhabe amar bondhur motoi eksathe dujone chollam amra… amake se niye gelo se ekta ghore… he dokane na ghore… boslam… ekjon prouro mohila aar “gota tinek” amar motoi boyeser meye… sundori jodio na… bichchhiri bolle onyay hote pare… aami police ke bollam… “ki nei kow chain” …ekta meye… bole uthlo, “ei bhasha to assam e chole… ei sob bhasha thekei bangle esechhe… onek diner jatray…”, ami atke bollam..”eta Sylhet r bhasha… bollo, “jani”… meyetar somosto dehe daridryo aar obohela..oshikkhar chhap chhilo… kintu aste aste ami onubhob korte laglam.. ekjon atmomorjada somponno byektitwo tar modhye ache kothao… tarpor dhire dhire se golper onek ta ongshoi niye nite laglo… abchha ondhokar sei ghor… tader eksathe mile mishe orthohin kothabarta ek odbhut bishwer sristi korechhilo… jake ami khub kachh theke age ami dekhini… ! aste aste onubhob korlam… polic ti oi poribarer ekjon ontonto ghonisto ekjon…. Sopner bhetor sopner moto jeno sobkichhu cholte laglo… sotosphurto… tarpor… abar “assam” kothar ullekh shune swabhabikotay fire elam… jigges korlam, “apni kokhono chakri-sutre assam gechhen?”, police ti bollo, “he ekbar giyechhilam… tobe jaygatar nam mone porchhena ekhon aar..”, “sekhankar bhasha bangle na osomiya chhilo?” ami bolllam…. Abar bolte laglam…” amader okhane… ekta birat mati banglar… andolon kore sohid hoye bangle enechhilam amra… “, sei meyeta abar bollo…”ta to sudhu sorkari kaaje… aar kothao…”, oke atkei bollam…”keno ami to bangle madhyomei porechhi… sudhu V-VI-VII, osomiya bhashar ekta subject chhilo… tate apotti ta kothay…”, jodio mone mone jantam… banglar ki mulyo baaki ache amar priyo borak uptyokay… ! Police ti bollo, “tomar dadu nischoy sottorer doshoke esechhen Bangladesh chhere…”, bollam… “na… ponchaser doshoke… baba naki V/Vi e porto tokhon…”… tarpor aste aste… ami sudhui dorshok hoye theke gelam… baki golpo tar motoi swabhabik cholte laglo… ami sudhu dekhte suru korlam… mon dekhte suru korlam… mayer mukher osphuto shantir chhap…”boro meyetar jonyo er cheye bhalo bor aar I hobe… ajker dine police r chakri bhabai jayna… eder mon Jodi milechhe.. amar apotti thakbe keno…” shunte thaklam eisob.. somosto jogoter arale… ami lokkhyo korechhi, khub arthik bhabe uchchho aar nichu srenir modhye ekta jiniser mil ache… prem temer dik diye era liberal I hoy sadharonoto…. Sob jhut-jhamela modhyobitto poribar gulotei dekha jay… jaihok…. Esob kichhu cholchhilo… sundor… sopno.. tobe golpe ekta lokano dukkho o chhilo… amar chokh erate pareni… sei meyetar protita kothay… bhongite… ami dekhechhilam… prem.. tar boro boner premiker proti… se dhurto chhilona.. tai prokash konodin hoytoba korbeo na… kintu ami to dekhte pari.. tai akash take bhari mone hote laglo… ei dukkho… akasher megh… aro o ondhokar hoye otha ghortar… golpoke niye giyechhilo opurno sompurnotar dike…

Sei faka faka prithibike buke niye amra abar sedin hariye giyechhilam… kolkatar aro o kono ek ojana rastey… !