Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-5
Ami takhon maa aar didi ke bollam, “aare tomra
chenalra to nijer nijer guuder janno amar laura ta guud khule acho aar amar
katha ta to keu ektu bhabo. Ami ekhuni maar guud ta ke ephonr ophonr kore
chudechee, tai ami ekhon khoob thoke gechee aar aro khanik khon amar laura ta
khara hobe na. Eibar tomra dui chenale bolo je ami tomader ke ekhon kemon kore
chudbo.” Maa amar katha sune bollo, “theek ache, ami toke ekhuni garam garam
horlicks khayochee. Dekhbi ektu somayer modheye tor bara ta abar Renur guude
dhokar janno khara hoye jabbe. Are baba amar choto chenal Renur katha ta to
bhabte hobe.” Ami bollam, “maa kemon kore amar laura ta khara kore debe?” Maa
bollo, “eta kono mushkeel kaj noye. Ami tor laura ta mukhe niye chushe debo aar
tor laura ta dekhbee char char kore khara hoye jabe. Bujhlee boka chele amar?
Chal aibare tui bichana te shueye por aar ektu khanik aram kore ne
ami tor janno ekhunee Horlick niye ashchee.” Maa ei bole bichana theke uthe
porlo aar nengto hoyee ranna ghore giye Horlicks banate laglo. Maa jakhon
nengto hoye ranna ghore jachhillo takhon maar nengto pond ta dekhe amar matha
ta ghure gelo aar ami amar thonte jeev bolate laglam. Ei dekhe didi amake
bollo, “kee re Bablu, maar nengto pond dekhe tor mata ghure geche?“ Ami didi ke
chokh mere bollam, “haan didi, maar pond ta bhari sexy.” Maa tatokhone horlicks
niye ghore elo aar ami horlicks ta kheye nilam. Horlicjs khaowa hoye gele maa
amake bichnate chit kore shueye dilo. Ami bichanate chit hoye shute maa amar du
payer majhkhane chole elo amar natano laura ta hathe kore niye hath bolate
laglo. Tai dekhe didio chup kore boshe royilo na. Didi taratari amar oopore
chore amar buuker oopor nijer nengto pacha ta rekhe amake bollo, “Bablu, maa
tor laura ta chuse khara dichhe aar tui tatokhon amar guud ta chete de. Ohh
amar guud bhison chulkochee, anek gulo charpoka ghure berachchee. Aar er janno tor aar maar choda chudi dekha
hochche.”
Didir
katha sune maa hanste hanste bollo, “mone hichhe je Renur guude anek charpoka
ghueche. Bablu, ami jatokhhon tor laura ta chuse dichhee tui tor didir guud ta
chuse chete de, bechari Renu guuger jala te more jachchee.” Didi maar katha
sune nijer hathe nijer guuder duto thont alada kore dilo aar khola guud ta amar
mukher songe lagiye dilo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aaj tui ek songe du duto
guuder maja nibee. Kintu aage amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chete chuse de. Amar
guud ta chuse chuse guuder jal khosiye de. Ohh bon choda Bablu, taratari chete
de nijer didir guud ta aar tor maa tatokhon tor laura ta chuse debe aar jakhon
tor laura ta khara hoye jabe, takhn tui amake chude dibi.” Maa didir katha sune
nijer jeev ta bar kore amar laura ta chata shuru kore dilo aar amio didi guud
ta chuste shuru kore dilam. Didi eto garam kheye giyechilo je amar chool dhore
nijer guud ta amar sara mukher oopor ghoste laglo. Khanik pore didi amar hath
duto dhore nijer mayee te lagiye amake bollo, “bahanchot Bablu, amar guud ta
khabar songe songe amar mayee duto chatka bhalo kore. Tui ki janish na je
jakhon meyechele garmee khaye takhon tar mayee tiple chatkale meyeder khoob aram hoye? Ami
ei somaye guuder jala te more jachee.” Odike maa amar bara ta puro puri mukhe
bhore bara ta ke chuschilo abar kakhono kakhono jeev diye bara ta ke chete
dicheelo. Khaik pore amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Tai dekhe maa hath diye
amar bichee gulo dhore hat bolate laglo. Bichee guno te hath pora te amar laura
ta 5 minuter modheye khara hoye gelo aar amar khara laura ta dekhe ma bollo,
“ne amar chodon khor Renu, ami tor bhaier laura ta khara kore diyechee. Eibar
tui tor guud ta bhalo kore chudiye ne. Ami tor aar tor bhaier pashe bose bose
toder choda chudi dekhchee.”
Maar
katha sune didi amar oopor theke uthe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlo aar
bollo, “chal Bablu, maa tor laura ta chete chushe khara kore diyeche, eibar tui
amake chude de bhalo kore. Amar guuder charpoka gulo tor laurar gunto diye mere
de. Maa to nijer guud ta toke diye chudiye niyeche aar tai shanto hoeye boshe
ache, kintu amar abosth ta khoob kharap.” Maa amake bollo, “Bablu, aar deri
korish na. Tor didi ke taratari chude de bhalo kpre. Renu becharir obostha
khoob kharap hoye geche. Ektu Renur katha aar Renur guuder katha ta ekbar
bhabh.” Ami takhon uthe boshe didir duto mayee hathe chatake laglam aar khain
pore ekta mayee mikhe niye chuste laglam. Didi mayee duto chstei didi ohhh,
ahhhhh ahhhhh korte laglo. Khanik pore didi bollo, “maa dekho Bablu ekhono
amake garam korche. Bablu ke bolo je ekhon amar mayee duto chere nijer laura ta
amar guude bhore dik aar thap lagak. Bablu amake chudchena keno?” Maa takhon
didir mathaye mukhe hath bolate bolate bollo, “Renu, sona meye amar, toke Bablu
ekhuni chude debe. Khanik khon sobur kor. Dekh na Bablu ekhun tor mayee gulo
chusche aar ektu pore Bablu tor oopor chore tor guude laurata bhore toke jhapa
jhap kore gadan debe. Bas er ektu sobur kor sona amar.” Maa tar pore amake
bollo, “ki re Bablu, tui tor didi aar koto bhogabee? Taratari tui tor didir
oopore chore ja aar jore jore thap mere mere tor didir guuder sab poka gulo ke
mere de. Tui dekhchis na je tor didi tor laurata guude nebar janno koto
chatphat korche? Toke tor maar aar didir guuder dibbee, chal aar deri korish na
aar eibar tor didir guud ta mere de.” Ami takhon didir oopor chorte chorte maa
ke bollam, “theek ache, maa tumijemon bolcho tai hobe. Ami to tomar aar didir
guuder sewa kortye sab samaye razi achee.” Ami oopore uthtei didi nijer paa
duto choriye dilo aar nijer hath diye guuder phuto ta khule dilo.
Didir
oopore chore ami ek hathe diye dhore laurata didir guuder mukhe set kore dilam
aar anno hath ta diye didir ekta mayee tipte laglam. Amar laurata didir guude
lagatei didi hath neeche kore amar laura ta dhore nilo aar nijer komor kheliye
amar laura ta guude dhukiye nilo aar mukh diye ahhhhhhh ohhhhh korte laglo. Ami
takhon amar du hath diye didir duto mayee dhore charkate chatkate ekta ram thap
marlam aar amar laurata puro puri didir guude bhetore sendhiye gelo. Laura ta
guude puro puri dhuktei didi amake joriye dhorlo aar chumu khete khete bollo,
“haan, theek achchee, tor laura ta puro puri amar guude dhuke geche, eibar na
ruke tui amake jor jor thap marte marte amake chudte thak Bablu.” Ami takhon
didi du to mayee dhore jore jore ghasha thap marte marte didi ke chudte laglam.
Amar thaper songe songe didi neeche theke pond tola dite laglo aar bollo,
“haan, Bablu eirakome tuiamake chude chal. Aar
rukhish na. Amar guud ta tor laurar thap kheye bhison aram pachee.
Chod, chod amake Bablu chude chal. Haan haan, chod chod shala chod tor mayer
peter didi ke chod. Bhalo kore chod aar amader maa ke dekhiye de je amra bhai
aar bone kemon kore choda chudi koree. Haan, ohhh ohhhh ahhhhhh seeeeeee khoob aram pachhee.
Ohhhhh amar laura kheko maa dekho, bhalo kore dekho je kemon kore amar gudd
choda khachchee. Dekho dekho je laura ta ektu aage tomar guud marchilo, kemon
kore amar guuder bhetor dhukche aar berochchee.”
Takhon
maa amar hath duto didir mayee theke hotiye nije didir mayee duto tipte tipte
didi ke bollo, “hi, amar chinal, guud chodani, bhai bhatari meye, tor to poa
baro. Tui biyer aage theke ekta lamba aar mota laura diye nijer guud
marachchees. Tor guud chod dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagche. Dekh dekh amar sona
meye, kemon kore tor choto bhairer gadhar moton mota laurata tor guude dhukche
aar berochee. Tor choda dekhte dekhte amar guud abar rase bhore geche, ami
bujhte parchee na je ami eibar ki korbo?” Didi takhon neech theke pond tola
dite dite amar laura ta guud diye khete khete maa ke bollo, “maa tumi amar
mukher oopore guud ta rekhe boshe jao, ami guud ta Bablur thap khete khete
chuse dichchee. Ami keno ekla ekla guuder maza nee, tumio guuder maza ta nao
amar songe songe.” Maa didir katha sune didir oopore chore didir mukher oopore
guud ta rekhe bose gelo aar hath diye guud ta khulte khulte didi ke bollo, “ne,
amar lakhilakhi meye, ne choto bhaier laura ta guud diye kha aar maar guud ta
jeev diye chat. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta bhison
kut kut korche aar rase bichcheeree bhabe bhore geche. Amar guud theke madan
ras tapkachchee.” Maa didir boshtei didi nijer jeev ta bar kore maar guud ta
chata shuru kore dilo.
Khanik
khon dhore amar aar didir choda chudi eirakome cholte thaklo. Khanik pore ami
didir guude amar laura ta bhore thap mara bando kore dilam aar hath diye maar
mayee duti tipte laglam. Didi khanik khon chup kore thaklo tar por jore jore
komor tola dite laglo. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ke hoyeche ta kee? Tumi amake
chudcho na ami tomake chudchee? Amar katha sune didi amake bollo, “aaye Bablu,
aaj ami toke chude dee. Tui laura ta amar guud theke bar kore ne aar bichana te
chit hoye shoeye por aar ami tor oopore chore shule bendha hoye toke chudi.”
Ami didir katha sune henshe didi ke bollam, “didi tumi amar oopore chore chodo
ba ami tomar oopore chore chudi, du to khetre tei tomar guud amar laura diye
chudbe, thek ki na?” Eto katha bole ami didir oopor theke nebe bichana te chit
hoye shoeye porlam. Maao didir oopor theke nebe elo. Eibar didi amar oopore
chore nijer hathe amar laura ta ke dhore guude phutor songe lagiye nilo aar
guud ta diye amar laura ta gile amar oopore boshe porlo. Ami takhon neech theke
uron thap marte shuru kore dilam aar didir guud chudte thaklam. Didio oopor
theke nijer bhari bhari pacha tule tule amake chudte laglo. Didi amake thap
marchilo aar didi mayee duto thap songe songe dulte thaklo.
Khanikhon
eirakon chida chudi karar pore didi amake bollo, “Babul, bhishin maza pachhee.
Tui neech theke aro jore jore gunto mar tor laura ta diye, amar guuder jal
eibare khoshbe. Tor lauratar kee khabor?” Ami neech theke didir jhulte thaka
duto mayee du hathe chatkate chatkate didi ke bollam, “didi tomar guuder bhetor
khoob garam hoye geche. Tomar guuder garame amar laura tar khoob kharab oostha.
Amio eibare amar pheda dhalbo. Tumi taratari amake oopor theke chude cholo aar
amio tomake neech theke jore jore gunto marchee. Amar laura tar pheda porlo
bole. Ohhhhhh ahhhhhh.” Didi amake oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha diye
thap marte marte bollo, “ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh amar bhishon aram hochhee.
Ohhhhhh amar guuder jal eibare khosbe. Ohhhhh amar chele bhatari maa dekho
dekho ami kemon kore amar choto bhaier laurata nijer guud diye chudchee. Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh mar guuder jal ashchee.” Maa hath diye didir mayee duto tipte tipte
bollo, “haan, amar chenal meye, ami khoob bhalo kore dekhchee je tui tor choto
bhai ke nijer guud diye chudchis aar Bablu neech theke komor tule tule tor
guude thap mere cholche. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud
ta abar rase bhore geche. Tui taratari tor chodon shesh kor ami abar theke amar
guudta Bablur laura diye chudiye nebo.”
Didi
amar choda khete khete maa ke bollo, “se kee maa, tumi eito ektu aage guudta
Bablur laura diye chudiyecho, tomar guuder abar theke lurar janno khide peye
geche? Tomar guud etodin dhore choda khachchee ekhon tomar guud ta to khal hoye
geche, tomar ekhono laurar janno eto khide achee? Achha maa amake ekta katha
sattee sattee kore bolo to, tumi aaj obdi kato gulo laura nijer guude niyecho?”
Maa didi katha sune bollo, “Renu, ekhon ei sab katha char aar tui ja korchis ta
mon lagiye puro kore ne. Obishee tui jakhon jigesh korli, takhon ami boli je
ami guude anek gulo laura gilechee. Achha eibar anek hoyeche, tui taratari
Bablur laurata khali kore de aar laurata modheye amar guuder janno kichu mal
thakte de. Amar to lagche je tui jato khon na Bablur laurata puro puri nijer
guud diye ningre na nibee tato khon tui Bablur laurata chaebee na. Tui to ektu
aage guuder jal khashachilee, aar tui ekhono pacha tule tule Bablur laura tar
oopore thap mere mere guud chudiye cholchis. Taratari sesh kor na toder choda
chudi? Ohhhhh amar guuder bhetore bhishon kut kut korche laura khabar
janno.”
Didi
takhon hanste hanste amake bollo, “Bablu, tor to puro puro lottery beriye
geche. Toke ekhon tor didi chudche ba tui tor didi ke chudchees aar tor pashe
maa boshe boshe nijer guuder jala te guude ras bhore boshe ache je kakhon tui
amar guude pheda dhalbee aar maa tor laura ta nijer guude dhukiye tor choda
khabe. Eibar bol je tui kee korbee?” Ami takhon neeche komor tule tule didir
guude laura diye gunto marte marte bollam, “didi ami ekhon tomar kach theke
chodachee. Amader ei choda ta shesh hote dao tar por dekha jabe je ami ki
korbe. Ekhon tumi tumi amake taratari chodo, bhalo kore chude dao karon amar
laura ta eibare tomar guuder bhetore mal dhlabe.” Didi takhon amar dui kandher
dudike duto hath rekhe amake jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglo aar khanikhon
pore nijer mayee duto amar buuke rekhe shoeye porlo aar amake bollo, “Bablu ami
thoke gechee, tui eibar amar oopore chore amake chod aar amar guuder jal
khoshiye de taratari.” Ami takhon didi ke bichanate shoeye diye didi khola uru
duto modheye chore didir duto mayee nijer hathe niye didi ke jore jore chudte
laglam. Panch chata thap khabar por didi ohhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh seeeeeeeeeeeee
korte laglo. Ami buhte parlam je didi eibare guuder jal khasabe. Tai ami didir
guude aro koekta ram thap marlam aar didi amake char hathe paye joriye dhorlo
aar guuder jal kal kal kore charte laglo. Didi gudder jal khasabar songe songe
amio laurata didi guude genthe didi ke bollam, “ne, ne amar chenal maayer
beshaya meye, taratari tor guud ta hath diye puro puri khol aar ami amar laurar
pichkiri diye tor guud ta bhore dee. Amar chenal didi guud ta kholo aami mal
dhalbo tomar guuder bhetore.” Didio amar katha sune du hathe nijer guud ta puro
puri khule dilo aar ami amar laurata didir guude bhore mal chere dilam. Mal
dhalar por ami didir oopore shoeye chokh bando kore nilam. Ei somaye amar aar
didi saans khoob jore jore cholchilo. Maa amader pashe boshe boshe amar sara
gaye hathe hath buliye dite thaklo aar ekta kapor diye amader gayer gham muche
dite laglo. Khanik por jeyee ami amar laura ta didi guud theke tene bar kore
uthe boshlam aar dekhte laglam je didir guuder phuto theke amar laurar aar didi
guuder ras ek songe bhol bhol kore berochee. Ei dekhe maa taratari mukhta
nabiye didi choda guude lagiye dilo aar guud theke berote thaka sab ras gulo
cho cho kore khete laglo. Guud theke sab ras gulo chete pute kheye maa amar
laura ta dhore mukhe pure nilo aar jeev diye chete chete amar laura ta
parishkar kore dilo.
Khanik
khon pore didi muchkee hanshe henshe amake bollo, “kee re Bablu, amake chude
maza peli ki na? Tui hoyto to bujhte parishni, ami aage ek guuder jal khoshiye
diyechilam.” Ami jigesh korlam, “kakhon?” Amake didi bollo, “jakhon ami tor
oopore chore toke chudchilam.” Kichukhon pore maa amake bollo, “oth Bablu oth,
onek thoke gechis. Toke Renu ta ekdom ningre niyeche. Ja giye hath paa dhueye
nee noyto chan kore ne. Ami tatokhone khabar garam kore nichhee, amra ek songe
khabar khabo.” Ami maar katha moton bathroome giye chan kore nilam aar nengto
obostha tei baire beriye elam.
Baire beriye dekhlam je maa aar didi nengto hoye khabar bebosth korche. Ami maa
aar didi ke jigesh korlam, “kee bayapar, tomra dujone ekohono nengto hoye acho?
Tomar ki aar kapor porbe na?” Didi bollo, “tate kee hoyeche? Tui o to nengto
hoye achis.” Maa bollo, “naa sona, amra bhablam je, jakhon khabar khabar por
abar theke amader nengto hote ache takhon abar theke kapor keno poree.” Ami
bollam, “theek achchee, ja tomra theek bhabo koro.” Tar por amra nengto hoye ek
songe khabar khete laglam. Ami kakhono maar guude ba didir guude rootir choto
choto tukro bhore dicheelam aar khanik pore segulo ke bar kore khachiillam. Ei
dekhe maa aar didi hense phello aar maa amake bollo, “dekhchee je tor mon
ekhono amader guud chude chude bhore nee. Theek achche, khabar ta kheye ne tar
por amra abar bichanate shoeye porbo aar dekhbo je tor laurar aro koto dom baki
ache. Ami aar Renu amader guud khule shoeye thkabo aar tui amader ek ek kore
chude jabi.”
Maar
katha sune ekbar henshe dilam aar maa ke bollam, “maa, beshi bolona, Jakhon
ulte palte chudbo na tomake aar didi takhon sab challenge deoya bhule jabe.
Theek ache dekhe neo ami kakhono pechone hotbo na.” Tar por amra chupchap khabar
kheye nilam aar hath mukh dhueye abar theke bedroome paunche gelam. Bedroome
eshe didi chat kore bichanate uthe chit hoye shoeye porlo aar mmao didir pashe
chit hoye shoeye porlo. Takhon amio maa aar didir majh khane shoeye porlam. Ami
jeyee shoeye chee omni du dik theke maa ar didi amar dike pash phire ekta kore
paa amar oopor tulke dilo aar hath duto bariye amar laura ta te hath bolate
laglo. Takhon amio amar du hath diye maar aar didir ekta ekta mayee tipte
laglam. Eibar maa uthe boshe gelo aar didi ke bollo, “kee ichchee ta kee tor?
Eibar amar number ache kee na?” Didi takhon hath diye amar laura ta muchrote
muchrote maa ke bollo, “kee maa, tumi kiser numberer katha bolcho?” Ami kichu
bujhte parchee na.” Maa takhon ektu jhunke didir ekta mayee tipte tipte bollo,
“ba re amar chenal meye, nijer choto bhaier laura ta dhore muchrochis aar ami
ki bolte chaichee ta bujhte parchis na? Aare
ami jante chaee je tui eibareo Bablur laurata diye nijer guud ta choda bee na
ami Bablur laurata amar guude dhukiye niye ami guud ta chudiye nee.” Didi
takhon maa ke bollo, “na maa, tumi jai bolo na keno, ami eto boro chenal magi
noyee je ami tomar guud ta khali rekhe Bablur laura ta ami amar guud diye khete
thakee. Tumi aram
kore, tariye tariye tomar cheler laura ta nijer guud diye khete paro. Ami shote
jachchee, amar bhishon ghoo peyeche.” Didir katha gulo sune maa amake bollo,
“chal Bablu, tui eibare amake chude de, amar guud ta mere de. Khabarer aage tor
aar Renur choda dekhte dekhte amar guud ta rase bhije giyechilo aar ras gulo
ekhono shukoi nee. Amar guud ekhono tor lauara ta khabar janno nal bar korche.
Chal eibar bhalo kore amake chude de aar amar guuder jala ta mitiye de baba.”
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