Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-1
Hi! Amar naam Partho hochhe aar amake barite
sabai Bablu bole dake. Amar boyesh praye 21 bachar hochhe. Amar didir naam Renu
hochhe aar didir boyish praye 26 bachor. Didi amar theke praye 5 bachor baro
hochhe. Amra ekta middle class family aar ekta choto flate Kolkata te thaki.
Amader bari ta
choto, tate ekta hall/dining room duto bedromm aar ekta kitchen ache. Amader
barite bathroom bolte khali ekta aar tate sabai jaye. Amader baba aar maa
dujoneyee chakri kore. Didi amake Bablu bole dake. Aar ami take didi boli.
Shuru shuru te ami sexer bishoye bishesh kichu jantam na. Karon ami kakhono
co-education te poronee aar amader barir kache pithe kono meye amar boyshee
chilo na. Tai ami ekhono kono meyer songe sexer maza nee ni aar ami kono din
kono nengto meye dekhe chee. Haan ami kakhono kakhono prono magazine te nengto
meyer chobi dekhechee. Jakahan amar boyish 14 holo takhon amar modhe meyeder
pratee akarshan jagte laglo. Amar chokher samne khali amar Renu didi chilo.
Didi matha te praye amar saman chilo, gayer rang besh farsha, lal tuktuke patla
thont duto, matha te lamba ghono kalo chool, dekhte aar figure ta anekta Hindi
cinemar Zeenat Aman moton. Haan didi mayee gulo besh chunchlo aar baro baro aar
segulo ke dekhleye mone hoye je ekhkhuni hathe niye chatkaee.
Amar
ekhono mone achche je ami amar jiboner prothon keenchee didi nam niye. Ek
robibare jeyee didi bathroom theke berulo ami chat kore bathroome dhuke gelam
aar taratari amar jama kapor gule phelte laglam. Amar khoob jore pechchab peye
chilo. Pechchab korar por ami amar dhon ta niye khelte laglam. Hatat amar chokh
porlo didir khule phela kapor gulor opor. Dekhi je didi chan korar por nijer
gayer nightgown ta rakha ache. Ami jeyee nightgown ta tullam to dekhlam je tar
talaye didir kalo ronger bra ta pore ache. Ami jeyee didir kalo ronger bra ta
hathe nilam amar laura ta apna apni khara hote laglo. Ami nightgown ta tullam
aar tar theke didir neel ronger panty ta pore gelo. Ami khunke panty ta tule
nilam. Eibar amar ek hathe diir bra aar anno hathe didir panty ta chilo.
Ohh
Bhagawan! Didir anatarbas gulo hathe niye ki bhison maza lagte laglo. Ami
bujhte parchilam je eii bra ta kichukhon aage porjonto didir mayee te lege
chilo aar eii panty ta kichukhon aage didur guuder songe lepte chilo. Ami ei
katha gulo bhabhchilam aar bhetor bhetor garam hochhillam. Ami bujhte parchilam
na ami didir bra aar panty gulo niye ki kori? Ami bra aar panty ta niye ghuriye
phiriye sab dik theke chulam, chumu khelam, chatlam aar na jani ki ki korlam.
Ami bra aar panty ta amar khola barar opor ghoslam. Bra ta ke niye amar booker
oopor rakhlam. Ami amar kkhara barar oopore didir panty ta porlam. Porar songe
songe seta amar bara oopore tent moton hoye thaklo. Tarpore ami didir nightgown
ta bathroomer dewaler songe ekta hangere te tangalam. Tarpor kapor tanganor
clip diye bra ta booker kache atke dilam aar panty ta nightgowner majhkhane
atke dilam. Eibar amar mone kote laglo je didi bathroomer dewalr kache danriye
amake tar bra aar panty ta dekhache. Ami taratari giye didir bra ta chuste
laglam aar mone mone bahbhte laglam je ami didir mayee chuschee. Ami amar khara
leura ta didir panty te ghoste laglam aar mone mone bhabhte laglam je ami didir
guude leura ta dhukiye didi ke chudchee. Ami eto garam hoye giyechilam je amar
bara ta bhishob bhabhe phule giyechilo aar khanik pore bara theke jiboner
prothom mal beriye gelo. Amar bara theke beruno pheda te didir bra aar panty
bhije gelo. Sei dinprothom bar amar mal berulo aar ta berulo didi nam
kore.
Amar
prothom mal beruno ta eto beshi chilo je amar paa duto jawab diye dilo aarami
nijer payer oopor danrate parchilam na. Amar chokher samne andhokar hoye
giyechillo. Ami chupchap bathroome bose porlam. Kichukhon pore ami suth hote
ami uthe taratari chan korete shuru kore dilam. Showere chan kore ami besh
fresh hoye gelam. Chan korar por ami didir nightgown ta dewal theke nabiye tar
theke bra aar panty duto khule nilam aar segulo theke amar mal gulo jal diye
dhuye dilam aar segulo jekhane chilo ami abar theke rekhe dilam. Sedin kar por
theke amar laura kheenchar somaye didir bra aar panty niye nitam. Haan, eirakon
kore kheenchar suyog khali robibare hoto. Kenona, robibare ami didir chan korar
chan kortam. Robibare ami ghum bhangar pore chupchap shoye thaktan aar dekhtam
je kakhon didi bathroome jaye. Jeyee didi bathroome jeto ami bichana theke uthe
portam aar didi bathroom theke berule ami jhat kore bathrrome dhuke portam.
Amar maa aar baba roz sakal sakal bela bichana chere ditto aar jakhon ami
uthtam takhon maa kitchene jalkhabar ranna korte thakto aar baba baire balcone
te bose paper porte thakto ba bazare giye dinkar bazaar korto. Robibar ta chere
ami jakhoni bara kheenchtam takhoni bhabhtam je ami amar bara ta didir ras
bhora chamchamer moto guude dhukiye thapachhee. Shuru shuru te ami khali
bhabhtam je jakhon didi nengto hoye tkhon dekhte kemon lage? Pher ami ei
bhabhte laglam je didir guude bara dhukiye thapate kemon lagbe. Ami kakhono
kakhono sapno te didi ke nengto kore chudtam aar jakhon ghum bhangto takhon
dekhtanm je ami amar bichanate shoye achee aar amar under pant ta puro puri
bheeje geche. Ami kakhono amar moner katha ba amar sapnor katha kauke bolini ba
didi amar kono katha janto na.
Ami
amar schooler parashona shesh kore college jete laglam. College te kichu meye
bondhu hoye gelo. Du ekta meye bondhur songe ami ek du bar choda chudir anando
nite laglam. Ami jakhoni kono meye bondhu ke chudtam takhon ami bhabhtam je
mara bara ta amar didir ras bhortee guude dhokano achche. Ami bar bar chesta
kortam je amar mon ta didi opor theke sore jak kintu ta hochchillo na. Amar mon
ghure phire bar bar didir dike chole jeto. Ami dine 24 ghanta didi bishoye aar
didi ke chudbar bayapare bhabhte thaktam. Ami jato khon bari te thaktam ami
didir dike takiye thaktam, kintu amar moner bayapar ta didi kichu janto na.
Jakhon didi nijer jama kapor charto ba maar songe kitchen kichu kaj korto ami
chup chap didi ke dekhtam aar kakhono kakhono ami didir booker sundor gol gol
aar khara khara mayee gulo dekhte petam, obishee blouser oopor theke. Didir
songe choto flate thakate amar kakhono kakhono khuub labh hoto. Kakhono akhono
amar hath didir gaye lege jeto. Ami sab samaye didir gol gol aar khara khara
mayee aar pacha chonbar janno pagol hoye thaktam.
Amar
khali someyte ami balcony te danriye rastar lok der dekhtam aar jakhon amar
didi amar pashe danrato ami tar mayee dhire dhire choonbar janno chesta kortam.
Amader barir balcony ta besh shoru chilo aar emon chilo je tar puro lambai ta
amader galeer dike chilo aar tar shoru kona te danrale rasta dekha jeto.
Balcony ta eto shoru chilo je dujon lok pasha pashi ga ghenshe danriye rasta
dekhte peto. Ami jakhon balcony te danriye rasta dekhtam takhon amar hath duto
booker oopor bendhe rakhe balconeer railinge bhor diye rasta dekhtam. Kakhono
kakhono didi amar pashe eshe danrato. Ami ektu shore giye didi ke danrate
ditam. Ami emon aste kore ghure danratam je didi ke amar songe gaye ga lagiye
danrate hoto. Didir baro baro mayee duto amar booker eshe lagto. Amar hather
angul gulo jegulo railinger oopore thakto didir mayee te chuunto. Ami amar
angul gulo aste aste didir mayeer oopore bolatam aar didi ei bayapar ta janto
na. Ami angul diye chuunye chuunye dekhtam je didir mayee duto kato narom aar
molayam kintu tobuo didir mayee duto sab samaye khara hoye thakto. Kakhono
kakhono ami amar hath diye didir pacah duto chuuntam. Jakhon didi amar pashe
eshe danratao ami eorakom kore didir sexy sharir ta sate aste chuntam.
Ami
jantam je amad didi amar bayapar kichu bojhe na. Ami jantam je didi eta bujhto
na je tar choto bhai tar sharirer anache kanache ichche kore hath lagaye aar
bhai take ekebare ulongo dekhte chai, take nengto kore chudte chai. Kintu ami
bhool jantam. Ekdin didi amake dhore nilo. Seyee din kitchene giye kapor change
korchilo. Hall aar kitcheners majhkaher parda ta ektu sore giye chillo. Didi
amar dike pechon phire nijer kurta ta khule niyechilo aar amar chokher samne
didir bra te Dhaka mayee gulo chilo. Rozkar moton ami T.V.dekhchilam aar chokh
ghuriye didi ke dekhchilam. Hatat didi samner dike dewale lagano aina te dekhte
pelo je ami tar dike haan kore dekhchee. Didi dekhlo je ami tar bar Dhaka mayee
gulo dike takiye achee. Phere ainar modheye amar aar didi cholh mile gelo. Ami
lajja peye amar chokh ta ghuriye abar T.V. dekhte laglam. Amar buk ta dhar phar
korchilo. Ami bujhte pere giyechilam je didi jante pere geche je ami tar mayee
dekhchilam. Ami bujhte parchilam na je eibar didi ki korbe? Didi ki amar katha
maa aar baba ke bole debe? Naki didi amar opor rag korbe? Amar matha te ei sab
prashno ghurte laglo. Ami abar theke didir dike takabar sahas korte parchilam
na. Seye din aar tar por 2-3 din ami didir kach theke dure dure thaklam. Didir
dike takalam na. Aei du teen dine kichu holo na. Ami khushi hoye gelam aar abar
theke chupichpi didir dike takate laglam. Didi amake 2-3 bar hathenahte dhore
nilo je ami tar dike chupichupi dekhchee kintu didi kichu bollo na. Ami bujhte
parlam je didi bujhe geche je ami kee chai aar se amake kono kichu bolbe na.
Didi amar songe ba anno karur songe ei bishoye kono katha bollo na. Eta amar
kache khoob aschorjor bayapr chilo. Jak jato din didi kich na bole ami didi ke
chupee chupee dekhte thaklam.
Ek
din ami aar didi aager moto balcony te danriye rastar lok er dekh chilam. Didi
amar hather songe sente danriye chilo aar amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te
aste aste ghurchillo. Ami bhabhchilam je hoyto didi eta jane na je amar hather
angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghora phera korche. Ami eta ei janno
bujhchilam je amar angulo didir mayee te chala sattaeo didi amar songe sente
danriye chilo. Kintu ami eta bujhe giyechilam je jakhon didi amake aage kono
din toke nee ami aram kore didir mayee gulo chuunte pari aar didi amake kichu
bolbe na. Amra balcony te gaye ga lagiye danriye chilam aar katha bolchilam.
Amar amader colleger aar sports niye alochona korchilam. Amader balconyr samne
ekta goli chilo bole amader balcony ta besh andokar chilo.
Katha
bolte bolte didi hath diye amar angulo gulo ke dhore nijer mayee theke alda
kore dilo. Didi nijer mayeer oopor amar anguler chalaphera bujhte pere giye
chilo. Didi khanik khoner janno katha bola bando kore dilo aar tar sharer ta
besh shakto hoye gelo. Kintu didi nijer jayga theke norlo na aar amar hather
songe sente danriye royilo. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar amar sahash bere gelo.
Tar por amai amar hather puro panja ta didir gol gol molayam aar khara khara
mayee oopor rekhe dilam. Ami bhison bhoye pachhilam. Ke jani didi amake ki
bolbe? Amar puro sharir ta bhoye aar uttejona te kampchilo. Kintu didi amake
kichu bollo na. Didi khali ekbar amake dekhlo aar abar rasatr dike dekhte
laglo. Ami bhoye te didir dike takate parchilam na aar amio rasatr dike takiye
chilam aar amar hather panja diye didir mayee ta te dhire dhire hath
bollachillam. Ami aage hather panja diye didir ekta naram mulayam mayee te hath
bolachhillam. Tar por dhire dhire ami ekta mulayam aar khara mayee ta ke hather
muto te niye jore tipte laglam. Didi mayee gulo besh baro baro chilo aar amar
ekta hather panja te antchilo na. Ami aage didir mayee ta neech theke dhorchilam
aar tar por hath ta aste aste oopore niye gachhillam. Kichukhon por didir kurta
aar bra oopor theke mayee tipte tipte bujhte parlam je didir mayeer nipple ta
sakhto hoye danriye geche tar mane didi amake diye mayee tepate tepate garam
hoye geche. Didir kurta aar brar kapor gulo khoob molayam chilo aar tai ami
dekhte pelam je didir mayeer nipple duto sakhto hoye ekta choto rubber moton
danriye ache. Ohh Bhagaban! Amar mone hote laglo je ami sarge achee. Didir
mayee tipte tipte amar sarger such hochhilo. Didir mayee gulo ke bhalo kore
chonbar amar aai prothom abosar chilo ar ami bujhtei parlam je ami katokhon
dhore didir mayee tip chee. Aar didio amake ek barer janno mana kore nee. Didi
chupchap amar pashe danriye danriye nijer mayee amake diye tepachhilo. Didir
mayee tipte tipte amar leura ta khara hote laglo. Ami khoob aram paachhillam
aar ei bhebhe aro khoshee hocchhillam je amar theke 5 bachorer baro didi
chupchap amar pashe danriye nijer choto bhai ke diye nijer mayee tepachhillo.
Ami janjina je ami aro katokhon didir mayee tiptam tobe khanikkhon pore maar
galar awaj pelam. Mar awaj peteee didi amar hath ta aste kore mayee theke
hatiye diye maar kache chole gelo. Se rate ami ekdom ghumote parinee. Sara raat
khali didir molayam lmalauam khara khara mayee er katha bhabhchillam.
Porer
din ami rozkarer moton balcony te danriye rastar lok dekhchilam. Kichukhon pore
didi balcony te eshe amar theke 2-3” duure danriye thaklo. Ami du teen minute
obdi chupchap thaklam aar didir dike dekhte thaklam. Didi amar dike dekhlo. Ami
halka bhabhe muchkee hanslam, kintu didi palte muchkee hanslo na aar rasatar
dike takiye danriye royilo. Ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aro kache esho
na.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami chunte chai” ami parishakar bhabhe
didi ke kichu bolte parchilam na. “Kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol” didi
amake bollo. Takhon ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “ami tomar doodh duto chunte
chaee.” Didi amake abar bollo “kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol.” Takhon
ami didir dike takiye muchki hense aste kore bollam, “ami tomar buker oopor gol
gol khara khara molayam mayee duto chunte chaee ar se gulo chatkate chaee.”
“Kintu ekhuni maa aste pare” didi takhon muchkee hense bollo. Ami talhon abar
muchkee hense didi ke bollam, “maa ele amra aage theke jante parbo.” Amar katha
sune didi kichu bollo na aar nijer jayegaye danriye thaklo. Takhon ami didi ke
aste kore bollam, “please, didi aro kache esho.”
Talhon
didi amar kache chole elo. Didi amar khoob kache danriye chilo, kintu tar mayee
kalker moton amar hather kache chilo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi amar ga
ghenshe danratae lajja pachhe. Ekhon obdi didi amar kaar ga ghenshe danrato
ajante. Kintu aaj jene bijhe amar ga ghense danrate didi lajja pachhe, kenona
aaj didi jane je ga ghense danrale ami ki korbo. Jei didi amar kache eshe
danralo ami taratari didi ke hathe kore dhore nijer kache aro tene nilam. Eibar
didir mayee gulo kalker moton amar hathte chunchillo. Ami praye panch minute
obdi chup kore thaklam aar tar por amar hath ta didir mayeer oopor niye gelam.
Didir mayee chunte ami kalker moton sarager sukher anubhuti pelam. Ami prothome
didir mayee duto aste aste hath bolalam atr por jore jore ami didir mayee duto
tipte laglam. Kalker moton didi aajkeo patla kaporer kurta aar tar talaye bra porechilo.
Patla kaporer oopor theke didir mayeer bota duto khara hoba ami besh bhalo kore
bukhte parchilam. Ami eibare amar angul diye didir mayeer bota gulo tipte
laglam. Ami jato bar didir mayeer bota gulo tip chilam tato bar didi ektu nore
chore uthchillo aar didir mukh ta lajja te lal hoye jachillo. Khanik por didi
amake phisphis kore bollo, “ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Aste aste tep, lagche.” Didir
katha sune ami didi mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam.
Ami
aar didi mayee tepa tipi korte korte altu phaltu katha bolchilam jate jadi keu
dekhe to bujhbe je amar kono bishoye alochona korchee. Asole ami takhon didir
mayee duto kakhono aste aste aar lalhono lalhono jore jore tip chilam aar
chatkachillam. Khaink por maa bhtor theke didi ke deke nilo aar didi taratari bhetore
chole gelo. Amar didi modheye emni 2-3 mayee tepatipi chollo. Ami roz sondheya
bela didir mayee tiptam aar didi amar pashe danriye amar hath diye nijer mayee
duto tepato. Kintu ekta problem chilo, emni kore mayee tepatipi te ami didir
mhali ekta mayee tipte partam. Mane jakhon didi amar bayen danarato to ami
didir dan diker mayee ta tiptam aar jakhon didi amar dan dike danrato to ami
didir ban diker mayee ta tiptam. Asole ami kintu didir duto mayee amar duto
hather muthote niye tipte aar chatkate cahichilam. Kintu balcony te danriye eta
sambhov chilo na. Ami eta niye du teen din chinta korlam.
Ek
din sondheye bela ami hall ghore bose TV dekhchilam. Maa aar didi kitchene
raater khabar ranna korchilo. Khanik pore didi nijer kaj sesh kore hall te esho
boshlo. Ami halle te bichanar oopor dewale helan diye paa choriye boshe chilam.
Didi ranna ghor theke eshe amar kache bichanate boshe porlo. Didi khanikkohon
TV dekhlo aar tar por paper niye nijer mukher oopor paper ta porte laglo.
Kichukhon papaerer samne page ta porar por didi paperer pata palte bhetorer
patar news gulo porte laglo. Didi bichanate paa mure bose chilo aar amar paa
duto didir gaye chuunchilo. Ami amar paa duto aro ekto ehiye dilam aar tate
amar paa eibar didi urute chuunye gelo. Maa kitchene ranna korchilo aar ami
amar samne bosa didi ke dekhchilam. Aajke didi ekta kalo ronger T-shirt
porechilo aar T-shirter kapor ta khoob patla chilo. T-shirter ooper theke ami
didir bra ta dekhte paachillam. Ami didir sexy peeth aar kalo ronger T-shirt
aar tar bhetore bra ta dekhte dekhte amar matha ghure gelo aar mar matha te
ekta dushti budhhe khele gelo. Ami aste kore amar ekta hath didir peethe
rakhlam aar T-shirter oopor theke didir peethe hath bolate laglam. Jei amar
hath didir peethe laglo omni didir sharer ta ektu kempe uthlo. Didi takhon
phisphis kore amake jigesh korlo, “Parho, tui eta kee korchis?” “Kichu naa,
khali tomar peethe ami amar hath ta ghoschee” ami didi ke bollam. "Tui ki
pagol hoye giyechis? Maa ekhuni amader dujon ke ranna ghor theke dekhe phelbe,”
didi abar amake aste kore bollo. "Maa kemon kore dekhbe?” ami didir peethe
hath bolate bolate aste kore bollam. "Tui kee bolte chas?” didi amake abar
theke jigesh korlo. "Ami bolte chai je tomar samne paper ta khola ache aar
jodi maa ranna ghor theke dekhe to khali paper ta dekhbe,” ami didi ke aste
kore bollam. "Tui bhishon smart aar shaitan hochhis” didi amar dike takiye
muchki hansi hense bollo.
Phir
didi chup kore nijer samne paper ta bhalo kore choriye paper porte laglo. Amio
chupchap nijer hath ta didir masreen peethe bolate laglam aar kakhono kakhono
amar angul diye T-shirter oopor theke didir bra ta chuunte laglam. Kichukhon
pore amai amar ekta hath didir dan diker bagol kache niye gelam aar bagoler
char dhare hath bolate laglam. Ami bagoler kache du teen bar hath ghuriye amar
hath ta aro ektu khani bariye amar hath ta didir dan diker mayeer oopore
rakhlam. Jei amar hath ta didir mayee te gelo didi ekbar ektu kempe uthlo. Ami
tar por aram kore didir dan diker mayee ta hather muthote bhore tipte laglam.
Khanikhon dan diker mayee ta tpar por ami amar anno hath ta bariye didi anni
diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Emni koe ami amar du hath diye didir duto
mayee eksonge tipte laglam. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer samne paper ta
tule paer ta porte thaklo. Amar sahas aro khanik ta bere gelo. Ami nijer jayga
theke aro ektu egiye didir T-shirt ta peechon theke ektu ektu kore tule laglam.
Didir T-shirt ta didir pachar talaye chepe chilo bole beshi oopore uthlo na.
Ami ektu jor lagalam kintu kono labh holo na. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore
bollam, “please didi, ektu dao na………” Didi amar katha bujgte pere ektu aager
dike jhunke pacha ta tule nijer pachar tala theke T-shirt ta bar kore dilo. Ami
abar theke didir peethe oopor neeche hath bolate laglam aar khanik pore amar
ekta hath didir T-shirter bhetore dhukiye dilam. Offffff! Didir peeth ta koto
molayam aar polished. Ami aste aste didir peeth theke didir T-shirt ta tule
diye didir peeth ta nengto kore dilam. Eibar didir mayeer kichu kichu bhag ta
didir braer ass pass theke dekhte pelam.
Ami
eibar amar duto hath didir khola peethe aar braer oopore ghorate laglam. Jei
ami didir bra ta chuunlam didi kapte laglo. Pher amar hath duto braer pas theke
aste aste egiye egiye didir bagol obdi niye gelam. Tar por ami didir bra Dhaka
duto mayee amar du hathe dhore jore jore chatkate laglam. Didir mayeer bota
duto ei samay khoob bhalo kore khara khara chilo aar sehulo ke angul diye tipte
khoob bhalo lag chilo. Ami takhon aram kore didir duto bar Dhaka mayee duto
hather muthote niye tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono bota duto angul duiye
dhore tante laglam. Maa ekhono ranna ghore ranna korchilo. Amar maa ke
parishkar bhave ranna gjore kaj korte dekhte pachhilam. Maa kakhono kakhono
amader dike dekhe nichhilo aar maa khali didir paper pora dekhte pachhilo. Maa
amader dekhe eta bujhte parchilo na je hall ghore ami aar didi bichanate bose
mayee tepar sukh neechhilam aar didi nijer mayee amake diye tipiye tipiye
mayeer sukh nichhillo. Ami didir mai tipte tipte ei bhebe khooshi hochhilam je
barite maa thaka somaye kemon kore didi amake diye mayee tipye tipiye mayeer
sukh niche.
Ami
ei swrano abosar charte chai chilam na. Ami abar amar hath duto didir peethe
niye elam aar didir peeth aar braer hooker oopor hath bolate laglam aar dhire
kore didir braer hook ta khulte laglam. Didir barer hook ta khoob tight chilo
aar tai hook ta taratari te khool chil na. Jato khone didi bujhte parto je ami
tar braer hook ta khulchee ami didir braer hook ta khule dilam aar tar starp duto
didir du bagole kache jhulte laglo. Didi amake mukh ghuriye kichu bolte
jachhilo kintu tatokhone maa ranna ghor thke hall ghore eshe gelo. Ami taratari
didir theke nijer hath ta tene didir T-shirt ta neeche kore dilam aar khola bra
ta T-shirt diye dekhe dilam. Maa hallghore esje bichanar pass theke kichu
jinish nicchilo aar didir songe katha bolchilo. Didio paper theke mukh na
uthiye maar songe katha bolchilo. Maa amader karyo kalap kichu bujhte parlo naa
aar abar ranna ghore chole gelo. Ma jakhon abar ranna ghore chole gelo to didi
amake phisphis kore bolle, “Bablu amar braer hook ta abar theke lagiye de.”
"kee? Ami ei tight braer hook ta lagate parbo na” ami didi ke bollam.
"Keno, tui hook ta khulte parish aar lagate parish na? Didi ektu garam
sure amake bollo. "Na se katha noye, tomar bra ta bhishon tight" ami
didi ke abar bollam. Didi paper porte porte bollo, “ami kichu janina, tui amar
braer hook ta khulechis tai tui amar braer hook ta lagabee” didi abar amake
bokuni dite dite bollo. "Kintu didi, tomar braer hook ta tumio lagate
paro?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. "Pagol, ami hook ta lagate
pari na. Hook lagate hole amake paper ta neeche korte hobe aar maa dekhte pabe
je ami tor kache bose ei somaye braer hook lagachee. Tate maa bujhe jabe je amra
etokhon kee korchilam. Bujhlee?” didi amake bollo.
Ami
kichu bujhte parchilam na je kee korbo. Ami didir T-shirter bhetore niye giye
braer starp duto dhore pechon dike tante laglam. Jakhon starp ektu pechone elo
to ami hook ta lagabar cheste korlam. Kintu bra ta eto tight chilo je ami hook
ta tene lagate parchilam na. Ami bar bar chesta korchilam kintu hook ta
lagchilo na. Maa ranna ghore raater khabar praye praye baniye niye chilo ar maa
kakhono hall ghore aste pare. Didi lhinlhon obdi chupchap bose royilo tarpor
amake bollo, “hat boka chele, ei paper ta dhor amar samne. Amakiye braer hook
ta lagate hobe.” Ami didir bagoler tala theke haat duto bariye paper ta didi
mukher samne dhorlam aar didi hath duto pechone kore braer starp duto tene hook
ta lagate laglo. Ami didir pechoone bose bose hook lagano dekhte laglam. Didir
bra ta eto tight chilo didiro hook lagate osubide hocchillo. Khanik pore didi
braer hook ta lagiye nilo. Jaiye didi barer hook ta lagiye hath ta samne anlo
aar ami amar hath ta pechone korlam omni maa ranna ghor theke hall ghore eshe
gelo. Maa bichanate didir pashe bose didir songe katha bolte laglo. Ami bichana
theke uthe bathroomer dike chole gelam kenoa amar laura ta khoob garam hoye
giyechilo aar ekhuni hath na marle ami khete boste partam na.
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