Debor Bhabir Prem

Amar nam Partho aar ami takhon college poree. Ei kahini jakhon kar talhon amar
boyish praye 20 bachor. Porashonar janno praye ek bachor theke ami amar dada aar
boudir songe thakee. Amar dada ek baro Company te kaj kore. Amar boudi, Moly,
dekhte khoob sundoree aar ekhono kono bachha hoye nee. Dadar biye praye do
bachor aage hoyche. Moly boudir boyish praye 24 bachor. Ami boudir songe khoob
samman diye katha boli aar boudee o amake khoob bhalobashe. Amar aar Moly boudir
khoob bhalo bondhunto chilo aar kakhono kakhono amar hansee thatta kortam. Moly
boudi amake porashona te sahazzo korto. Moly boudi amake math porato.
Ek din boudi amake ratree belate porachilo aar dada nijer ghore khabar pore chup
chap shoye chilo. Rat takhon praye 10 beje geche. Dada ghar theke boudi ke deke
bollo, “Moly, aar katokhon cholbe, taratari ese shoye paro.” Moly boudi taratari
uthe pore amake bollo, “tomar dadar aj khub utola lagche. Aaj thak, bakita kal
hobe.” Ei bole boudi ghore chole gelo. Ami boudir kotha kichu bujhte parlam na.
Anek bhabar por ami bujhte parlam je dada keno boudi ke taratari shoute bollo.
Amar buk ta dhak dhak korte laglo.
 Aaj obdi ami boudir pratee kono kharap dharna
rakhtam na, kintu boudir mukh theke dadar utola hobar katha sune amar kichuu
anno rakam laga shuru hoye gelo. Amar mone hole je hayeto boudi kichu na bheve
katha ta bole diyeche. Jei boudir ghorer light ta off hoye gelo amar buker dhak
dhakani aro bere gelo. Ami taratari uthe amar ghorer light ta off kore dilam aar
dhire kore biudir ghorer darza te giye kan lagiye chup chap danriye royilam.
Ghorer bhetor theke phisphise kotha bolar awaj sunte parchilam. Rat hobar janno
ami praye sab katha gulo spastho bhabhe sunte parchilam.
“ki bayapar ta ki. Aaj tumi bhison utola hoye porecho?”
“O amar rani ami kakhon theke tomar janno chup kore shoye achi aar tumi kobe
theke amake daonee. Tumi amake eto tarpio na.”
“jao, ami tomake kobe ruke chee? Tomar phursot hoyena. Parthor kal exam tai tar
pora shona ta ektu dekhchilam.”
“achha baba achha, eibar jadi tumi anumotee dao to ami tomar guud ta ke chudee.”

“he bhagawan, aaj tomar ki rakon katha bolcho? Tomar kono laj sharam neyee?”

“Laj sharamer kotha abar kotha theke elo? Amader biye du bachor hoye gelo aar

tachara tumi to amar bou. Ami ei sab katha kono pratibeshee ke bolchee na barir

jhee ke bolchee? Nijer bouer guud chudbo tatae lajja kothaye?”

“tomar mukhe kichu atkayna. Ah..aaa..ah hai ….oui maaa……aaaah…… dheere karo

sona, ekhuno to pura rat pore ache.”

Ami darjaye kan lagiye aar danrate parlam na. Ghame amar sara gaa bhije

giyechilo. Amar bara ta amar underwear chinre ber hoye asbar jogar. Ami taratari

giye nijer bichana te shoye porlam kintu anekhon dhore Moly boudir kotha bhabhte

laglam. Jibone ei prathom bar Moly boudir kotha bheve bheve amar bara ta tatiye

uthechilo.

Porer din sakal bela dada office chole gelo. Ami Moly boudir songe chok melate

parchilam. Kintu boude dibbee amar songe kotha bolchilo jeno kal ratre kichu

hoyenee. Boudi kichene kaj korchilo. Amio kichene giye danralam. Jibone ei

prathom ami boudir puro sharir ta bhalo kore dekhte laglam. Dekhlam je boudir

gayer rang khoob parishkar, bhara bhara sharir, lumba kalo ghono chool, baro

baro chokh, gol gol amer moton dotu mayee jar size hobe praye 38”, patla komor

aar tar niche besh charano gol gol bhari pacha. Boudi ke bhalo kore delhar por

amar buk ta abar dhar phar kore uthlo. Ami boudi ke jigesh korlam,

“boudi, tomar amar janno kono chinta neyee. Aajke amar exam aar tumi kal rate

amake ektukhani poriye ghore chole gele.”

“Partho, tumi ki bolcho. Aare tomar janno chinta korbo na to aar kar janno

chinta korbo?”

“mitheye katha, jadi amar chinta chilo to tumi shoute keno gele?”

“ki korbo? Tomar dada je chenchamechee korchilo.”

Ami bhalo manusher moto jigesh korlam, “boudi dada keno chenchamechee korchilo?”

Boudi bodh hoye amar chalaki ta bujhte pere giyechilo tai amake tercha chokhe

dekhe bollo,

“dhat bodmash, sub janish tobuo jigesh korchis? Amar mote eibar tor biye diye

dewa uchit. Tumi ekun besh baro hoye giyecho. Balo na ache keu tomar moner moton

meye?”

“boudi sattee bolte ki amar tomakeee beshi bhalo lage.”

“ja bhag, bodmash chele. Giye nijer porashona kor. Tomar na aajke exam?”

Amar abostha khoob kharap hoye giyechilo aar tar janno amar exam bhalo holo na.

Shara din khali boudir kotha bhabhte thaklam. Ami ei prathom bar boudir songe

eirakom katha bollam aar boudi ektuo rag korlo na dekhe amar himmat bere gelo.

Ami boudir preme pagol hote laglam. Moly boudi roz rate amake besh khanikhon

dhore porato. Ami tatae andaz korlam je bodh hoye dada boudi mase teen ki char

chode. Ami anek somey bhabtam je, jadi boudir moton shundor amar bou hoto to

take roz ratre take nengto kore kam kore char bar kore chudtam.

Kali pujor someye boudi ke nijer baper bari jabar chilo. Dada amake bollo,

“Partho, tyi tor boudir songe amar shasur bari chole ja ami ekhon office theke

chuti pachhee na.” Railway station bhison bhir chilo. Ami boudie pechone danriye

reservation conterer diko egochilam. Bhirer chote ami kakhono giye boudir gaye

songe lepte jaghillam. Amar bara ta theke theke boudir baro baro gumso pacha

songe ghasa khachhillo. Amar buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Kakhono kakhono ami nije

theke boudir songe lepte jachhillam. Amar bara ta khara hoye amar underwear

chinre ber hoye boudir ponde dhukte chaichilo. Hatat boudir nijer gumso pachata

ektu pechon dike thele dilo aar tate amar bara ta aro bhalo bhabhe boudir pachar

songe lepte gelo. Ami bujhte parchilam je boudi amar khara barar garam peye

nijer pacha ta pechon dike thelche jate bara ta aro bhalo bhabhe pacha te lepte

jak. Amar khara bara ta bhaolo bhabhe boudir pacha te lege chilo kintu boudi ek

bareo nijer pacha ta aage korchilo na. Bhirer janno boudi khali ekta bearter

reservation pelo. Train te ami aar boudi ekta side lower bearthe boslam. Rate

boudir bolate ami amar paa duto boudir dike choriye shoe porlam aar budio amar

dike paa duto choriye sjoe porlo. Mein hum dono ek hi seat par the. Raate amar

ghum bhanga te ami traine neel alo te dekhlam je boudi gabhir ghume ghumoche aar

boudir sareeta payer anek opore uthe geche. Saree uthe jaote boudir pharsha

pharsa uro jugal bhalo bhabhe dekha jachee. Ami bhabhe boudir uru duto dekhte

laglam. Dekhlam je boudir uru duto uru besh pharsa, bhara bhara. Kala gacher

motom masreen ektao lom neyee ar neel alo te amon bhabhe chmkache jeno uru duto

te keu makhon lagiye diyeche. Boudir khola uru dekhte dekhte amar bara ta khara

hoye gelo. Boudir book theke anchol sore jaote boudir mayee duto jeno blouse

chinre beriye abar janno chatphat kotche. Ami mone mone manate laglam je jadee

boudir saree ta aro ektu opore uthe jaye to bodh hoye ami boudir guuder darshan

korte pere jabo. Ami anek himmat kore boudir saree ta aste aste opore tulte

laglam. Saree ta boudir guud theke prayee du inchee neech obdi tule dilam. Kintu

train bhalo bhabhe light na thakaye ami boudir guud theek kore dekhte pelam na

khali halka halka kalo rang deng dekhte pelam. Light kam thakaye ami eta bujhte

parlam na je kalo rang ta boudir guuder baler rang na boudir pantir rang. Ami

himmat kore boudir saree ta aro opore othate chesta korte boudi hatat pas phir

shulo aar ami bhoye te amar hath ta tene nilam. Boudi ghumer ghore saree ta tene

neeche kore nilo. Amio chup chap bhalo manusher moton abar shoye ghumobar chesta

korte laglam.

Baper barite pouche boudi amar anek seba jatno korlo. Baper bari te das din

thakar por boudi abar amar songe phire elo. Pherar someye ami boudir songe shote

pelam na. Phire asate dada boudi ke dekhe khoob khushee holo aar ami bujhte

parlam je aaj rate nischoye kore dada boudir guud chudbe. Sei rate ami aager

moto dinnerer pore boudir ghore bando darja kan lagiye chupchapdanriye thaklam.

Baire theke dada aar boudir katha sune ami bujhte parlam je aaj dada ektu beshi

garam hoye ache. Ami baire theke sab parishkar sunte parchilam.

“Moly, amar rani, tumi amake anek bhugiyecho. Ei delho amar bara ta tomar guuder

janno kemon kahara hoye dulche. Eibar to amar bara aar tomar guuder Milan koriye

dao, please.”

“ki bolcho amar pran nath, aaj tomar bara ta ektu beshi baro mone hochee. Oh ho!

Ektu danrao na, sari ta to khlte dao amake.”

Ki holo tumi nijer bra ta keno khule na? Meyeder puro puri nengto kore chudte

beshi maza ashe. Kholo kholo nijer bra tao khule dao. Tomar sundorir guud choda

sab manusher bhagye hoye na.”

“faltoo katha, Jadi eta satee hoye to tumi amake mase teen ki char bar ……..”

“teen ki char bar ta kee?”

“na…….na tumi amar mulh theke nonra katha sunte chao”

“balo na rani rani, teen ki char bar kee?”

“achha baba, bolchee; tumi mase teen ki char bar amar guud chodo, bas!”

“Moly, tomar mukh theke chdo chudir kotha sune amar bara aar thakte parche na.

Paa duto aro chariye dao. Tomar guud chudte amar khoob bhalo lage rani.”

“amaro tomar ta khoob……. Aaaah…..maaa mere phelbe amake….oooh….aah… oof..oui ma,

khoob bhalo lagchei….ektu aste…haan theek ache….aro ektu zore…aah..ah..ah”

Bhetor theke boudir gonganeer awaj sunte pelam aar tar songe..phuch. .phuch awaj

sunte pelam. Ami nujhte parlam je dada bhalo kore boudir guud gadan dichhee.

Baire danriye danriye amai amake samlate parlam na aar amar bara theke pheda

beriye porlo. Ami taratari amar ghore phire ese bichanate shoye porlam. Er por

theke din rat boudir guude bara dhokabar sapno dekhte laglam. Ami aaj obdee kono

meye ba bou ke chudee nee kintu chodon bideye ta bhalo bhave jana ache. Ami

engreegee to bhalo bhalo magazine pore aar dekhe aar nongra nongra video film

dekhe dekhe chee. Ami din rat kalpona korte laglam Moly boudi ke ekdam nengto

korle ki rakom dekhabe. Ami bhavtam je jato lumba aar ghono boudir mathar chool

tato lumba aar ghono chool boudir guudeo hobe. Ami aro bhavtam je dada kon kon

asone boudi ke chode. Ami chokg bado kore dekhte petam je amar sexy Moly boudi

ekdam nengto hoye paa phank kore shoye ache aar dada nengto hoye boudir opor

shoye boudir giide nijer bara ta dhokachhe aar bar korche aar boudi neeche

shooye shoye pond tola diye dadar bara ta nijer guud diye khachhe. Ei sab

bhabhte bhabhte amar boudit pratee preem din din bere chollo.

Amio lamba chaura supursh hochee. Amar height praye 6 foot hochhee. Nijer

college ami body buildinger champion. Roz niyom kore ami du ghanta dhore

exercise kori aar gaye tel lagayee. Kintu sabtheke asol katha hochhee giye amar

bara ta. Amar bara ta emni tei praye 8” lumba aar praye 3” mota aar sab samay

amar bara ta laklak kore. Jodi ami underwear na pori to panter opor theke amar

bara ta parishkar bhave dekha jaye. Amar bara ta jakhon khara hoye jaye takhon

seta 10” lumba aar 4” mota hoye jaye. Ek bar ek doctor amake bole chilo je eto

baro bara sadharanoto karur hoye na. Ei rakom bara khoob kam loker hoye. Ami

praye sakal bela paroner lungee ta praye hantu obdi tule ekta paper niye bairer

varanda te bostam. Papere ek duto choto choto phuto kore raktam jate sab kichu

dekha jaye. Jakhon kono meye barir samne theke jeto to ami amar paa duto emon

bhabhe phanke kartam jeno meye ta amar lungee neech theke beriye pora bara ta

bhalo kore dekhte paye. Ami paperer chenda theke meyeder amar bara dekhe ki

pratikiya hoye dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagto. Meyera bhabto je ami mon diye

paper porchee aar amar bara ta je lungeer tala theke beriye ache ta ami jani na.

Emon kono meye chilo na je mara bara dekhe nijer mujh ghuriye niyeche. Dhire

dhire ami biye howaa boudero amar bara dekhatam, karon tader amar barar moton

lumba aar mota bara cahii tader guuder janno. Biye howa bouder mota aar lumba

barar mahato ta beshi jane.

Ek din ami amar ghore pora shona korchilam. Emon somaye boudi amake daklo,

“Partho, bristee aste pare. Baire giye shukote dewo kapor gulo yule ne.”

“Achha boudi!” ami kapor tulte baire gelam. Dekhee akashe khoob kalo kalo kegh

ese geche. Boudio taratari amake help korte chole elo. Tabgano kapor tulte giye

dekhi je boudir bra aar panty duto tangano ache. Ami bra ta nabiye boudir braer

size ta dekhe nilam. Boudir mayeer size chilo 38c. Tar pore ami boudir panty te

hath dilam. Gulabi range boudir panty ta chilo aar praye transparent chilo aar

panty ta eto choto chilo je kono bachhar parar moton. Boudir panty chunye amar

khoob bhalo lagchilo aar ami mone mone bhabhchilam je eto choto panty ki kore

bodir eto bishal pacha aar boudir guud kemon kore dhakte pare? Bodh hoye boudi

ei panty ta dada ke dekhanor janno paro hoyte. Ami oi choto panty ta nijer naker

kache ene sunkte laglam jate boudir guuder sundor mistee gando ta pao jabe.

Boudi amake panty ta sunkte dekh nilo aar bollo.

“Partho!!!!! Ki sunghcho? Toamr hath ota kee?”

Ami bujhte parlam je amar kriya kalap dhora pore geche. Ami bahana baniye boudi

ke bollam,

“dekho na boudi ei choto janghiya kar hochhee? Ei janghiya ta ekhane kemon kore

elo?”

Boudi amar hathe nijer panty ta dekhe lajja peye gelo aar seta amar hath teke

kere niye bollo,

“de eta amake diye de.”

“boudi eta kar?” ami bhalo manusher moton boudi ke jigesh korlam.

“jar kushi hok na keno? Tor tate kee? Tui nijer kaj kor.” Boudi amake muchki

hense bollo.

“balo na boudi. Jadi paser barir kono bachhar hoye to ami giye diye ashee.”

“thak tar aar darker hobe na. Kintu tui eta sungh chili keno?”

“aare baba, ami to eta je pore tar gayer gando sunkchilam. Satee khoob sundor

aar man matano gando. Bolo na boudi eta kar?”

Boudi amar kotha sune lajjaye lal hoye gelo aar taratari ghore paliye gelo.

Sei rate boudi jakhon amake parate elo to ami dekhlam je boudi ekta sexy nighty

pore eseche. Nighty ta besh patla kaporer aar tar opor theke boudir paroner bra

aar panty ta dekha jachee. Boudi jakhon kono jinish nite nicher dike jhuklo to

ami dekhte pelam je boudi nightir niche sakal belar golapii panty ta pore ache.

Jhonkar janno boudir paroner panty ta parishkar dekha jachhillo. Ami ja bhebe

chilam taee, panty ta eto choto chilo je boudir baro baro pacha gulor majhkhane

panty ta dhuke atke chilo. Ei dekhe amar bara ta khara hote shuru korlo aar ami

thakte na pere boudi ke bollam,

“boudio jadio tumi baloni je sakal belar janghiya ta kar, tobuo ami jene gechii

je oi choto janghiya ta kar.”

“tui kemon kore janlee je choto janghiya ta kar?” Boudi lajja peye amake jigesh

korlo.

“kenona boudi, tumi ekhon sei panty ta nijer nighty talaye pore acho.”

“ja bhag! Tui buji ei sab dekhish?”

“boudi ekta katha jigesh korbo? Eto choto panty tomar ante ki kore?” ami himmat

kore boudi ke jigesh korlam.

“keno, tor amake khoob mota bole mone hoye?”

“na boudi taa noye. Tumi khoob sundor aar tomar figure ta o khoob sundor. Kintu

tomar sharir eto sudol aar sakhto, aar tomar pacha eto bhari bhari aar chorano

je eto choto panty te antbe na. Tumi ei panty ta keno paro? Eta to tomar jinish

patro sab kichu dhakte parbe na atr opore tomar nighty ta o besh transparent. Ei

nighty theke tomar sab kichu dekha jaye.”

“chup hatabhaga. Monehochhe je tui ektu beshi bujhte sikhechis. Jakhon tor biye

hobe takhon tui sab apna apni bujhe jabi. Bhabchee je to biye taratari diye dile

bhalo, tui besh shaitan hoye jachheesh.”

“jaa baba, jar boudi eto sundor, se abar anno meye janno chinta keno korbe?”

“oh ho! Ami toke kemon kore bojhabo? Dekh partho, je sab katha toke tor bou

bojhabe aar je jinish toke tor bou dite parbe seta to aar tor boudi toke dite

pare na? Ei janno ami toke bolchi je taratari biye ta koe ne. Bujhle handaram?”

“boudi, emon ki jinish ache ja amake khali amar bou dite apre aar tumi dite paro

na?” Ami khobb shanto hoye boudi ke jigesh korlam. Etokhon katha bole bole amar

bara ta khara hoye giyechilo.

“ami sab bujhi hatabhaga kothakar. Tui sab janish aar tobuo kichu na jana bhan

korchis.” Boudi jete jete bollo. “tor dekchi aaj ke pora shona korte neye, ami

shote chollam.”

“tumi keno jachho, dada to tomake dake nee?” ami aste kore jigesh korlam. Boudi

kichu na bole mishtee kore hanste hanste nijer ghore chole gelo. Boudir mon

matano hanta dekhe aar boudir pacha duluni dekhe dekhe amar bara khoob kharab

abostha hoye giyechilo.

Porer din dada officer janno chole jete ami aar boudi varanda tate bose cha

khachillam. Emon someye samne rasta te ekta goru gelo. Goru tar pechone pechone

ekta sanr hunnnnn hunnnnn korte korte jachillo. Saander lumba aar mota dhon ta

peter taleye jhulchilo. Saander dhon dekhe boudir matha ghure gelo aar matha te

gham beriye elo. Boudir chok sander dhon theke sorate parchilo na. Itne mein

saand ne jor se hunkar bhari aur guy par charh kar uski yoni mein poora ka poora

lund utar diya. Ei dekhe boudir mukh theke halka essssssss awaj beriye elo.

Biudir aar sand aar gorur ras lila dekhte parlo na aar bhetore paliye gelo. Yah

dekh kar bhabhi ke munh se siskari nikle gayi. Voh saand ki raas leela aur na

dekhte pere lajjaye bhetore paliye gelo. Amio boudir pechone pechone bhetore

chole elam. Boudir ranna ghore chilo. Ami rannaghore giye boudi ke jigesh

korlam,

“boudi, oii sand ta ki korchilo?”

“tui sab janish na hatabhaga?” boudi mici michi rag kore amake jigesh korlo.

“boudi tomar debbii, ami ki rakpm kore janbo? Balo na, please.” Jadio boudi eta

bhalo kore janto je ami sab kichu jani tobuo boudir amar songe ei rakon rakha

Dhaka sexer bhishoye kotha bolte bhalo lagchilo. Tai boudi amake bojhate laglo

aar bollo,

“dekh Partho, baiyre sand ta oi kaj korchilo ja ekta purush manush biyer pore

nijer bouer songe kore.”

“tar mane tumi bolte chao je biyer pore purush manush oii rakom bhabhe nijer

bouer opore chore?”

“hai Ram! Partho tui kemon kemon proshno jigesh korcho? Haan , sab purushra

biyer pore nijer bouer opore omni bhave chore.”

“oh! Eibar bujhlam. Tar mane dada o rate tomar opore oii rakom bhabhe chore?”

“Chup kar, ja mukhe asche tai bolbee? Haan ei rakom sab biye wala meye aar

chelera kore.”

“kintu jar biye hoye nee tara korte pare na?”

“keno korte pare na? Korte pare, tobe…………” ami phat kore majh khane bollam,

“bah boudi bah, tahole to amio tomar opore chorte parbo aar……….” Boudi amar

mukher opor hath rekhe bollo, “chup korbee? Ja bhag ekhan theke, amake kaj korte

de.” Ei boli boudi amake ranna ghor theke dhakka mere bhagiye dilo.

Ei ghatonar du din pore, ami chate porte jachhillam. Boudir ghorer samne theke

jabar somay ami boudir ghorer bhetor unkee marlam. Boudi nijer bichanate chit

hoye shoye kono galpor boyee porchilo. Boudir nighty ta hantuu obdee uthe pore

chilo. Nihgty uthe jaor janno boudir farsha gol gol masreen uru duto dekha

jacchhilo aar dekha jacchhilo boudir duto uru majh kahne sada ronger panty ta.

Ami ei obostha te boudi ke dekhe amar paa apna apni ruje gelo aar ami chupchap

giye janla theke boudir roop sudha chokh diye pan korte laglam. Boudir ei panty

tao aager panty moton choto aar khoob tene rekhe boudir nijer guud ta panty diye

dekhe rekhe chilo. Boudir ghono kalo bal gulo panty theke du dhare ber hoye

chilo. Boudir panty ta koo mote boudir dheu khelano guud theke mushkile chipke

chilo. Panty ta boudir dheu khelan guuder majhkhane emon bhabhe chepe chilo mone

hocchhilo jeno hanste gele boudir gale tol poreche. Hatat boudir chok amar opore

porlo aar boudi songe songe paa duto choriye nabiye nilo. Aar amake jigesh

korlo, “kee dekhcho ……..Partho?”

Boudir katha sune ami ek bar chomke gelam aar bollam,

“kichu na boudi” aar ami amar boyee patro niye chate paliye gelam. Er por theke

amar chokher samne sada ronger panty dhaka boudir guud ghurte laglo.

Ami ek din bhabhlam je, kenona jemon kore ami rastar meyeder amar bara ta

dekhayee semon kore ami amar bara ta boudi ke dekhiye dee? Boudi roz sakal bela

ek glass doodh niye amar ghore ase. Ek din ami sakal bela amr luungee ta hantuu

obdi tule ekta newspaper parbar bhan kore bose royilam. Ami emon kore bose

chilam jate boudi darza diye dhuktei amar laklake bara ta dekhte paye. Jei ami

boudir payer awaj amar ghorer dike asar janno pelam, ami paa duto aro phank kore

boslam jate boudi amar 8” lumba aar 3” mota barata ta lungee tala theke puro

puri dekhte paye. Aar ami news papere ekta chenda kore nilam jate amar bara

dekhe boudir prakiya bhalo bhabhe dekhte payee. Boudi doodher glass ta hate niye

jeyee amar ghore dhuklo omni boudir nazar amar lungee tala theke jhule thaka

laklake bara tar dike gelo. Boudi ek minuter janoo thatamato kheye gelo aar

nijer neecher thonta dant diye chepe chokh ta gol gol ore amar bara tar dike

takiye thaklo. Ek minute pore boudi nijeke samble nilo aar doodher glass ta

table rekhe taratari paye ghore theke chole gelo. Praye 5 minute pore ami abar

amar ghorer dike asar payer awaj sunte pelam. Ami abar theke aager pose bose

porlam aar bhabhte laglam je boudi abar ghore keno asche. Newspaperer chenda

diye ami dekhlam je boudi hathe kore ghor ponchar kapor niye eseche. Boudi ghore

dhuke amar theke khanik ta dure bose ghorer mejhete kichu punchete laglo. Ami

bujhte parlam je ghorer mejhete poncha khali bahana, kenona boudir chokh amar

khola barar dike chilo. Ei dekhe amio amar paa duto aro choriye dilam jate ki

boudi amar bishal barar songe songe amar barar tolaye jhola bechee gulo bhalo

bhabhe dekhte paye. Boudi ek drishtee te amar barar dike takiye chilo. Boudi

nijer neecher thont ta dante chepe rekhechilo. Amar bara dekhte dekhte boudir

kapale gham chere dilo. Boudir ei obostha dekhe amar bara ta aste aste khara

hote shuru kore dilo. Ami newspaper ta na hotiye boudi ke jigesh korlam,

“boudi ki baypar, kee korcho?”

Boudi amake bollo, “kichu na, eikhane ektu doodh pore giyechilo seita ke ami

parishkar kore dichhee.” Ei bole boudi taratari ghor theke chole gelo. Ami mone

mone bhison khushi holam aar bhavlam je jemon ami boudir guuder sapno roj dekhi

seirakon eibar theke boudio amar barar sapno dekhbe. Kintu boudi amar theke ek

paa aage chilo. Boudi amar bara dekhe niyeche kintu ami ekhono boudir guud

dekhini.

Ami jantam je roj boudi dada aar amar jabar por sab kaj sere snan korte jaye.

Ami boudir guud dekhar ekta plan banalam. Ek din ami college jabar somay nijer

ghorer jalna ta khola chere gelam aar ami college theke taratari bari chole

elam. Barir darza bhetor theke bando chilo. Ami chupchap nijer ghorer jalna diye

ghorer bhetore dhuke gelam.

Boudi ranna ghore kono kaj kor chilo. Anek khan apekhhaa karar por boudi nijer

ghore dhuklo. Boudi aaj koob khushi chilo aar nijer mone kono gan gun gun kore

gaichilo. Boudi khanik khon pore nijer nighty ta khule phello. Nighty khule

debar por boudi eibar khali halka neel ranger panty aar bra pore chilo. Boudi ke

ei obostha te dekhe amar bara ta char char kore khara hote laglo. Boudi ke

dekhte khoob sundor lagchilo. Farsha rang, patla komor, komorer talaye bhara

bhara aar charano gumso pacha, aar sudol masreen uru. Amar mone holo je boudi ke

eirakon dekhle jekono purush manusher bara khara hoye jabe. Boudir baro baro

khara mayee duto boudir bra te antchilo na. Mone hochillo je eikhuni mayee duto

bra chinre beriye asbe. Aar boudir choto panty ta dekhle mone hochillo jeno seta

pachar mansho te kete boseche. Pachar besh khanik ta bhag panty theke beriye

chilo. Delhe amar lagchilo je boudir bhara bhara pachar khali ¼ part ta panty te

atke ache. Panty ta pechon theke anek khani boudir duto pachar modheeye phense

chilo. Boudir duto uru majh khane dheu khelano guud ta panty diye Dhaka chilo,

tobuo panty theke guuder bal gulo beriye chilo. Ami dum bando kore apelhha

korchilam je kakhon boudi bra aar panty ta khulbe aar ami khola mayee aar guud

ta dekhbo. Boudi dressingtabler samne danriye nijeke dekh chilo aar boudir peeth

ta amar dike chilo. Hatat boudi nijer sharir theke bra aar panty ta khule phele

dilo. Eibar ami boudir baro baro charano pacha dekhe amar bara ta pheda phelar

janno tayeri hoye gelo.

Ami bhabhchilam je dada nischoye kore boudir guud pechon theke chode aar

nischoye dada boudir ponde o bara dhokaye. Ami jadi eirakon pacha aar tar majhe

ponder bhetor bara dhokate payi taha hole ami sarge jeteo chai na. Kintu boudi

amar guud dekhar programme ta bheste diye amar dike na mure soja bathroome dhike

gelo snan korte. Boudir bra aar panty ta ghorer mejhe te pore royilo. Ami

taratari boudir ghore gelam aar boudir panty ta uthiye anlam. Ami boudir panty

ta sunghte thaklam. Boudir guuder gando ta eto mon matano aar tibro je ami aar

thakte parlam na aar amar bara theke mal beriye gelo. Ami boudir panty ta amar

pocjete rekhe nilam aar boudir bathroom theke berubar janno apekhha korte

laglam. Ami boudir panty ta amar pockete rekhe nilam aar boudir ghore bose

thaklam. Ami bhabhchilam jakhon snan kore bodi bathroom theke nengto hoye berobe

takhon ami boudir guud ta dekhte parbo. Kintu amar bahgoo kharap. Boudi jakhon

snan kore bathroom theke beriye elo takhon boudi kalo ranger bra aar panty poe

chilo. Ghorete nijer chara bra aar panty ta ne dekhe boudi kichu chinta korte

laglo. Hatat boudi taratari ekta nighty pore nilo aar amar ghorer dike elo. Bodh

hoye boudi bhabhchilo je panty gayeb ami korechi. Ami taratari amar bichanate

emon bhabhe shoye gelam jeno ami ghumochee. Boudi amake ghore dekhe besh abak

hoye gelo aar amake nariye bollo,

“Partho otho. Tui barir bhetore kemon kore elee?”

Ami amar chok ragrate ragrate uthe boslam aar boudi ke bollam, “boudi ki korbo,

aaj college taratari bado hoye gelo. Barir darja bando chilo. Anek khatkhat

korlam kintu tumi darja khulle na, tai ami amar ghore jalna topke ghore

dhuklam.”

“tui kakhon theke ghorer bhetore achis?”

“ei praye ek ghanta theke.”

Eibar boudir chinta korte laglo je ami boudi ke nengto obostha te dekhecgee. Tar

opor boudir panty tao gayab hoye geche. Boudi amake lajja kore jigesh korlo,

“tui ki amar ghor theke kono jinish niye esechis?”

“haan boudi, Jakhon ami bhetore elam to dekhlam je tomar ghorer meje te tomar

kichu kapor pore ache. Ami segulo ke uthiye niye esechee.” Boudir puro mukh ta

lajja te lal hoye gelo aar boudi amake amta amta kero bollo,

“amaar kapor gulo phiriye de.”

Ami balisher tala theke boudir panty ta bar kore boudi ke dekhiye bollam, “boudi

eta ami aar pherabo na.”

“keno, tui ki meyeder panty porte chas?”

“na bodi” ami panty ta amar naker opor rekhe sunkte sunkte bollam

“ei panty tar mon matabo sundor gando ta amake etar premee kore niyeche.”

“aare tui pagol hoye giyechis naki? Ei panty ta to ami kal theke pore achi. De

otake ami dhue dee.”

“na boudi, dhue dile eta theke tomar puro gando chole jabe. Ami eita ke amar

kache ei bhabhei rakhte chai.”

“dhat pagol hoyechis naki? Acchha tui kakhon theke ghore dhuke achis?” Boudi

hoyto eita jante chai je ami take nengto dekhechi kina. Ami boudi ke bollam,

“boudi ami jani tumi ki jante chao. Kintu amar bhool ta kothaye? Ami jakhon

ghore elam takhon tumi puro nengto hoye ainar samne danriye chile. Ami kintu

tomake samne theke dekhte parinee. Ekta kotha bolbo boudi, tomake kintu nengto

obosthate khoob sundor dekha chillo. Patla komor, bharo bhari pacha, aar kala

gacher moton masreen tomar duto uru dekhe baro theke baro brhamocharir obostha

dhile hoye jabe aar se tomake niye ki korbe bhabhte gaye kanta deye.”

Boudi lajja te la hoye gelo.

“he Bhagaban, tor kono lajja sharam neyee? Toro obosthata kharab hoye ni to?”

“tomake nengto dekhe je kono purush manesher obostha kharab hoye na?”

“he Bhagwan, aaj ke tor dada kache tor biyer kotha bolte hobe.” Er pore ami aro

kichu boli amar ghor taratari paliye chole gelo.