Sunday, September 25, 2011

Barite Chodar Shuk Golpo_5

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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