PROTHOM BHAG:
Kono ghotonar sottota niye kono bhabe proshno tule lav nei. Pathok taar bektigoto obhigota theke bujhye nite pare ghotonar bastobota. Bhut aamra keu dekhi ni. Tobu bhut er uposthithi niye nanan boktobbo , ghotona amader seehorito kore……………………… “
Porte porte jokhon 2 no pata ta porchi tokhon tinni jigesh korlo , Ei gulo ki golpota k sajate likhechi ki na. Aami bollam ; na , hubahu ja ghoteche sei tai likhechi. “ achha , tarpor…” koutoholi drishti mele computarer dike cheye roilo. Bujhlam sonar sathe sathe nije porata o chaliye jacche. Aamio pora chaliye jete laglam “……….“ Phulmoni dao ektu sucking kore dao” abhirup da bole
uthlo. “ ki re apu , maal ta thik thak pochondo hoyeche to?” Aami utter korlam
na. Maa kichu ta amar dike egiye elo , samne jhuke aamar sfito lingo ta mukher
moddhe chalan kore dilo. Aamar matha ghurte laglo. Gota mathata phaka lagte
laglo. Tibro ek kapuni sorrier bhetore diye provabito hote laglo. Nije mone
mone bole uthlam ,” hai bhogoban , eta ki holo?” Obocheton vabei haat ta maar
mathaye rakhlam tarpor amar linger opor chepe dhorlam. Maar jib ta brittakare
amar linger mundi tar char dike paak khete laglo. Thigh er musclegulo sokto hoye
uthlo. Mone holo gota sorir theke sob rokto rosh linger mukh diye badh bhanga
plaboner moto oi haan er moddhe aachre porbe……………. “
- “ ami aar sunbo na , aami sute jabo. “ ma osphuto swore bole uthlo.
- “ R e eta to dada taar feelings ta likheche matro.” Tinni bole uthlo.
- “ aamar bhalo lagche na. aamake jete de.” Maa akutir sure bole uthlo. Ami aste kore maar thigher opore haat rekhe bollam .” Tinni eto kore bolche jokhon…. Tomaro to jana dorkar aamar porishthitao ba kemon chilo.”
- - “ Accha aami maar pase giye bosi.” Tinni khaat aar deoyaler majhyer chotto porisore maar pase giye boslo. Maa ar amar majhkhane tinni , obosso aamar ektu pechone bam dik ghese. Nijeder bosar chair tul k aagye pichu kore ekta aaposer jayga baar kore aabar pora suru korte uddoto holam. Etokhon pithe tesh deoyar ekta char chilo ekhon se jaygaye tul…tin jonei tinte tule bose jayga kulonor lokkhe.
Apatoto nirbhighne pore cholechi . Tinnir groom niswas gharer kache jala dhoriye dicche majhye moddhei. Dorja janla bondho thakleo du ekta majhari mapper mosa rokter sondhhane aamar hantur tolakar unmukto ongse hull phutiye diye jacche. Ete majhye moddhe taal kete jacche thiki kintu tinnir utsahe bhata pore ni.
“……Maar groom niswas aamar kaadh r buker kichu ongso k jeno puriye dicche, Komorer bestoni chere haat ta k bhanj kora paa r opore rakhlam. Rater nighty gutiye je thigh chariyeche seta etokhon jana chilo na, Buker moddhe jeno sei pagla dram ta dhire dhire swor chorate suru koreche. Eliye pora sorir ta k aaro kache tene nilam . Thigher opore eliye thaka amar haat ta totokhone nighty r bhetor diye opore uthte suru koreche. Onuvob korlam aamar purusango aabar sfito hote suru koreche. Nir badhaye hater aangulgulo khoniker moddhe sei lomos uru sondhi khuje nilo. Gota sorir diye ek tibro bidyuter sihoron boye gelo. Onuvob korlam prititi roktobahi sira dhomoni beye roktrer smrot sara sorire chute beracche. Kadhe eliye pora mathata k pechon dike kaat koriye thonte ekta chumu khelam. Dui thigh diye chepe bosa uru sondhi aapsei chap mukto holo. Jar phole lomos jounage aamar aangul gulo badhaheen vabe sohojei khele berate laglo.
Karo mukhe kono kotha nei. Sudhu bhari duto niswaser awaj sona jaye………” Aami jothariti porei cholechi. Kintu onubhob korlam ghorer poribesh bodleche. Tinni aamar poroner lungi ta gutiye lungo ta k baar kore eneche. Onek khon dhorei ekbar or nijer haat amar thigher opor rakhchilo , aar maar haat ta keo aamar thigher opor urur kacha kachi rekhe aalto kore chap dichhilo. Kintu ebare lingto k baar kore aanlo. Kintu computerer monitorer screener dike chokh thakaye jeta nojore aase ni seta tinni r kotha kane asate isshat bam dike ghar ghorai. Dekhi ki maa r aanchol buk theke khoshe poreche. Tinni blouser koto gulo hook khule phelaye stoner onek tai baire beriye poreche . Tinni aste aste maar haat ta diye aamar sphito lingo ta k thela dite laglo.
‘……..Aalor tibrota tube er cheye kom holeo aamader pokkhe jotheshto chilo. Maa totokhone deoyaler dike pithe tesh diye dariye poreche. Aalo jaltei sei ulongo sorir ta chokher samne jol jol kore uthlo. Ek drishti te maar chokhe chokh diye dariye roilam.
-“ ki re ki dekhchish?”
- ” Tomay…”
-“ Aha ..nyaka. Amake jeno dekhe ni kono din.”
-“ dekhinii to…e vabe to dekhi ni.”
-“ e vabe ..mane? ki vabe aabar.”
-“ ei sompurno nogno , bibostro. Chokhe mukhe ki rokom ekta alada obhibekti…sotti bolchi go maa. Emon obhibekti aagyeo kono din dekhi ni.”
-“ ja toke dekhte hobe na . Tui light neva.”
-“ Na thak….dekhbo tomake.”
-“ ei rokom korsih na. cheler samne ei vabe langto dariye thaka oswostikor.”
-“ hok..” bolei icche kore chokh ta lomos jonir opor pichle namiye aanlam.
Omni maa du hater talu diye sompurno lomos ongso ta dhaka diye dilo.
-“ Eta ki holo?” Aami biroktir bhan korlam.
-“ Kichu na…tui aalo neva.”
-“ Bollam to jalai thakbe. Tumi haat sorao.”
-“ Na , sorabo na. Dekhi tui ki korte parish.”
-“ Pechon phero….”
-“ Abar pechon phirte hobe? Boddo jalash.”
-“ Pechon na phirle to samne theke haat sorabe na. Tai…”
-“ O taii bujhi…”
-“ Baba re baba , uffff ki romance maa cheler…ha ha ha” tinni khil khil kore hese uthlo. Sathe maaer mukheo ek chilte hassir obhibekti khele gelo.
-“ Ei tinni aste aste… baire awaj jabe.”
-“ Durrr! Ekhono jeno keu jege aachye.” Tinni asosto kore bollo. Pora thamiye ebare maar dike ghure takalam. Tul ta k maar aaro kache tene nilam. Sorasori chokhe chokh rakhlam.
- “ Thamli keno…por.” Ektu jorano golaye ma bole uthlo.
- “ Mone pore maa sei dingulor kotha? “ Tinni maar bam dike sore gelo. Ma jotha riti niruttor . Tinni ebar emon ekta kaaj korlo ja kolpanyeo bhabte pari ni. Kolpona manush k onek dur porjonto niye jaye aamra jani. Batob obastober majher pharak tuku rakhe na kolpona. Kintu tinni r bhetore bhetore eto tai bikrito kamuk (pervert) jana chilo na. Gurgaon theke phire asa obdhi ek dino tinni r moddhe ei bijatio kamonar kono lokkhon dekhi ni. Aaj hotath ei vabe phete porche keno? Khub porikol;pona maphik , thanda mathaye khele jacche se. Sikhlo kotha theke? Sekhalo k? Na ki manusher moddhe ei probritti lukiye thake. Aamar moddhe aabeg kaaj kore aami jani. Kintu tinnir moddhe kono abeg nei. Sobtai porikolpona maphik o egiye choleche. Aabar bolchi , ek dom thanda mathaye. –“ Issh , bhije geche.” Tinni bole uthlo. Maar saya saari hantur opore tule haat dhukiye diyeche jounange. Tarpor haat ta baar kore amake dekhiye bollo , “ dada dekh , maa ekbare bhijiye pheleche.” Jounango theke haat ba angul baar korar sathe sathe ta sukiye jaye. Tai pati lebur rosh ningranor moto rosh top top kore porbe emon ta somvob na.
-“ Eiii , ja to tui boddo phajil hoyechish. Aami ebar uthbo.” Maa bole uthlo.
- “ Ses kore sokolei jabokhon…” aami bollam.
-“ Thamli keno….. por tahole.” Maa bole uthlo. Aami jotha riti pora suru korlam ,” ….Ami aabar maar aaro kache egiye elam. Aaste kore maar ekta haat uru theke soriye aamar lingo ta te dhoriye dilam.
-“ Tor ekhono porche na keno?” maa chokh tule bissito hoye bollo.
-“ Sudhu joriye dhorle pore na ki?”
-“ na ta na , kintu etokhon dhore …..”
-“ kiii… eto khon dhore ki?”
-“ Jaa ! baje bookish na. Khali amake bibroto korar dhanda.”
-“ Tomar pore ni?”
-“ Amar abar ki porbe?”
-“ jano na bujhi…”
-“ na jani na…janteo chaii na.”
-“ Plz bolo na..tomar ros pore ni.”
-“ porbe na keno…”
-“ Koi dekhlam na to”
-“ Amader toder moto na…r sobtai to tui jib diye chatli..dekhbi kikore?”
-“ jokhon komor ta poorer dike thelchile?”
-“ hmmm….” Ma bole uthlo.
Kotha bolte bolte kheyal korlam mar duto haat ebar amar lingo niye nara charaye basto. Lomos jounango ti mukto. Kaalo ghono lom. Aami sei sujoge achomkai sei lomos joni chepe dhorlam.
-“ ei to dekhe phelechiii…” khanik ta chele mansuhi sure bole uthlam.
-“ seii ra ki……”
Ei bhabe porei cholechi. Kintu khanik bade bujhlam , aamar lingo dhorte maa r kono apotti nei. Tinni aar ma dujonei aamar lingo aar ondokosh niye nara chara suru koreche. Aamar rokte je dol lage ni emni ti swikar na korle mitthe kotha bola hobe. Aamar ekta haat tokhon ga ghese thaka maar thigh porjonto tola saarir bhetore dhukiye dilam. Khub I porichito sei poth. Bohudiner chena . Onek smriti joriye ja pathokera porchen dom bondho kore. Haat dhukote giye dekhi tinnir haat maar jounange khela korche.
-“ Dara ekta kaaj kor dada…” Tinni haat ber kore niye bole othe. “ Dara dara , tui ektu dariye por……” amake tara diye daar koriye dilo ,” ne ebare lungir gent ta khol.” Aami just pechiye rekhechilam peter kache tai panch halka kortei tup kore khoshe gelo lungi ta. Omni deerghokhon dhore thatiye thaka lingo ta sokoler samne sompurno bhabe unmukto hoye gelo. Jodio jader samne unmukto holo sokoleri kache porichito , aswadito. Tai alada kore bises vabe bissito hobar kono karon nei. Sudhu tinni lingo ta k dhore bollo , ki mota tai na ma? “ Ami ebar dhop kore tule bose porlam. “ Aare bose porli keno” tinni bole uthlo.
-“ Keno abar ki holo?” ami jante chailam.
- “ Arre tui eka khulbi…aar amra seje guje bose thakbo? Aami khulchi tui maar ta khol.” Tinni sohoj bhongi te bole othe.
-“ Na…. ami khulbo na. Etai thik aachye.” Maa apottir swore bole othe. “ accha ma tumi ki mathe hagte bosecho…je keu elei kapor namiye dariye porbe?” Ki bichirri lagche tumi jano ta?” tinni bojhanor swore maa k bole uthlo. Aami jani kotha te kotha barbe. Sathe raat barbe. Blouse theke praye beriye pora ston ta muthor moddhe niye chot kate laglam.Tarpor pither dik diye haat ta bogoler tolaye namiye ene ektu pechoner dike thesh ditei plastic er tulta emon vabe nore uthlo jeno ekhuni maa k niye dhop kore pore jabe. Kono rokome dhorpor kore uthe daratei aami joriye dhorlam maa k. Thik choddo bochor aaagekar moto. Khater mathar kache je head board thake sei head board e these dhore golaye chibuke chumu khete laglam.
“ Apu chere de…. Aami aar chai na. Onek koste bhule gechi sei din gulo. Lokkhi baap aamar. Chere de.” Chapa aakuti bhese elo maar gola theke. Aamar ek hate maa k japte dhore onno hate saya saari gutiye pachaye haat bolate laglam. Ekhon aar kono abeg korche na. Sobtai swogyane. Thigh ekhon aager cheye besh bhari. Lome bhora joni aager cheye besi phola laglo jeno. Saya suddhu saari ta komorer opor tule diye aamar lingo aar tolpet diye head boarder gaye chepe dhorlam. “ Lokkhi sona amar chere de….. aar ei sob suru korish na. Chaar na re…. ….tinni tor dada k bol nare…..” Ek tane blouse ta chire dilam…karon oi porish thiti te haat theke tene dhore blouse khola mushkil chilo. Peter kache saarir gocha ta k tene namiye dilam. Sarri ta britta kare mayer pa tolaye lutiye porlo. Tinni deoyale thesh diye aamader dike takiye. Choke mukhe ek utttejona …paser ghorer Tv ta jeno boddo besi jore bajche bole mone holo. Ghorer deoyal tarporei computer aar taar table tarpor khater head board ta r majher jayga ta ..maatro char sare char foot jaygaye bar bar table er kon e dhakka khete laglam. Karon maa uchhotaye ektu khato . Aar amake ektu nichu hoyei maar toleter sathe amar tolpeter songjog ghotate hocchilo. Tolpeter tolaye phulo tin kona mangsolo ongse aamar lingo ta chepe chepe boste laglo. Bichanaye soyabo bole aste kore tene tene chotto porisor theke khater samne daar koralam. “ Onek to holo , ebare chere de. Apu sona chele amar …kotha son.” Aami mar kotha bondho korar jonno nijer thont ta maar thonte chepe dhorlam. Maa ghar soriye eranor chesta korlo. Sei sujoge sayar dori te taan ditei seta komor theke gole neme elo matite sei eki rokom britta kare. “ Wowwww…..” tinni utfullo hoye bole uthlo. Deergho choddo ponero bochor por aabar aaj dekhlam . Sorir ta ektu bhari hoyeche thiki kintu rojkaar doura douri te ekta badhon thik dhorei rekheche. 40 bochor besi boyish monei hoye na jano. Ami ei vabe maar sara sorir ta k chokher drishti diye chete khachhi dekhe nijer du haat diye lomos joni k adral korlo thik sei din gulor moto. “ Dekhli to etokhon..r ki?” ektu osohusnate golaye. “ Tomake se vabe chunye dekhte dile koi?” aami bollam. “ Ki aar chunte baki rekhechish?” ma bollo. “ Aami tomar modhu khabo?” aami boltei , ma aantke uthe bollo ,” naaaaaa…………., aami mukh dite debo na. Tinni bol na tor dada k , ebare charte. Ei dekh tui amake lekha ta sonabi bole dakli…ekhon kothaye tor pora , ei sob korchish.” Aamar bhalo lagche na , ek dom.”
-“ Tumi eto keno nana korcho……. Aamra to 3 jon to adult , r sobar sob kichu jani. Dada to tomay aadori to korche.” Tinni maa k bojhanor dhonge bollo. Eto na na korle kotha barbe . Vebe dekhoto kotha baire sona gele ki hobe?”
-“ Tora ja khushi kor , amay chere de.”
-“ Tumi chole gele ei muhurte ki hobe jano? Dada sara raat dhore emon … (hater ek ta mudra kore dekhalo)… tin din bichana theke uthte parbo na. Tokhon tomake ranna banna , aar panch ta kaje k jogan debe suni?”
Ebare thik korlam , r kotha barabo na. Kothaye kotha bare. Aamar soja khada lingo ta maa r hate dhoriye bollam , “ dhoro…… narao.”
- “ Tinnir samne ei sob aami parbo na. “ ma bole uthlo.
- “ ami to bairer keu noi….je sonkoch korcho.” Tarpor tinni amader dujoner majhye ese amar lingo ta dhore narrate laglo. “ Ei to aami dhorechi.” Aami ebar maar haat ta tule tinnir lingo dhore rakha hater opor rakhte tinni seta maar hate dhoriye dilo. Aami ma aar tinni tinjone tribhujer tinti bindur obosthane dariye. Aami ek hate maar ulongo pacha te haat diye bolate laglam , aar onno hate tinnir long skirter opor diye pacha te bolate laglam. Aamader karo mukhe kono kotha nei r. Ghorite praye egaro ta baje. Tinni k bollam paser ghorer TV ta ebare off kore light niviye diye aaste. Tinni beriye jetei aami maa k bollam ,” Tomake kintu aajo mishti lagche dekhte.” - “ Tinni k er moddhe na tanlei hoto na.”
- -“ Ami kothaye tanlam. Tumii to dupure ghore dhuke haan kore dekhte lagle.”
- “ Ami tinnir samne tor sathe sute parbo na , jor korish na baap amar.”
- “ Tahole tinni k korar samay tumi pase theko.” Aamader kothar majhye tinni ghore dhuklo. “ Bairer dhokar mukher baser palla ta te chabi diye dilam.” Ei dorja ta bans kete banana. Jate rate kukur seyal na dhoke. Kono din I chabi deoa hoye na. Ekta dorir phans diye bedhe rakha hoye.
- “ k pase nei…sobai aachye.” Tinni bollo dorja bondho korte korte. Tin jonei aabar ager moto tin kona hoye dariye porlam. Aamar du pase r ek dike tini onno dike maa. Tinni maar langto sorire ei prothom haat dilo. Stone haar bolate bolate haat ta lomos jounanger opor rakhlo. Middle finger mane majher aangul diye isshat beriye asa kaalche clitoris ta rograte laglo.
- “ amar aaj porjonto kono meyechele amake choye ni. Ses porjonto peter meye…… haaye bhogowan. Etao aar baki roilo na. “ aakheper surta je natuke pona na seta deergho swaser ghovirota thekei bujhlam.
- “ Maa , tinnir t shirt ta khule dao.” Ami bole uthlam. “ Amra dujone lagto aar o dress kore thakbe eta baje bapar.”
- “ Na , amake ei sob korte bolbi na. Kholar hole o nije khuluk.”
- Tinnir maar thonte ekta chokash kore chumu kheye bollo , ‘ekhono raag kome ni amar opor?’
- “ sob cheye besi raag amar opor hocche…toke keno Gurgaon te pathalam. Aamar I bhaba uchit chilo je chele maa k chode se bon k chere debe?”
- “ wowwwww! Dada maa form e phireche…ki bollo sunli?” mukh chapa diye hassir tibrota rodh korte korte bole uthlo.
- “ Ami toder biye hoye deboi nan a hole biye diye kaasi chole jabo.”
- “ Keno keno?” obak hobar bhongite bole othe tinni.
- “ Bujhli na tinni? Keno bollo?” aami bollam.
- “ unhuuu….”
- “ Bola jaye na ebare jamai lagiye debe r na hoye boumar sathe lesbi.” Amar kotha sune tinni khil khil kore hese uthlo. Ma songe songe or mukhe haat chapa diye bollo ,” ki korchish tui….maaar bi na ki?”
- “ Sorry …. sorry , dada ja dilo…uff classic . Haasi samlate parlam na.” Khok khok kore du bar kese niye tinni nijer mukh k sonjoto kore. Tarpor maa er lomos joynange haat diye tinni bollo .” ei khan diye aamra prithibir aalo dekhechi..tai na re dada? Ki go maa..tai na?” Maa chokh soriye niye computer dike takiye roilo. Taarpor bollo ,” computer ta off kore de. Sudhu sudhu cholche.”
- ‘ sei bhalo..baki ta next sonibar porbo.’ Bolei tinni computarer dike egiye gelo. Tinni sore jete aami maar aaro ghonishto holam , joriye dhore thonte chumu khete laglam. Chokash ! Chokash kore dhir loye ekta sobdo hote laglo. Thont chariye gola , ghar beye kaner loti sorbotto aamar thont khele berate laglo. Aamar sphito lingo ma er tolpater kache chepe bose ; Kaner pase sonali kalo chule naak thont chepe tibro vabe joriye dhorlam. Du haat pither seerdara beye tokhon bhari pachar char dhare khele berate laglo. “ Tomader du jon k aadorsho premik premika lagche mairii….” Gota mukhe hassir ek aboron tene bole uthlo tinni. Tinni kothaye aamra dujone porosporer aalingon theke mukto holam. Maa ek hate kaner pase jhule thaka chuler goch ta k sorate laglo. R aami aaro ekbar ston tolpet r lomos joynange haar bolate laglam. Maa nije thekei ebar aamar lingo ta dhore chamra ta gotate laglo. Bujhlam eto din por sohoj hote samay laglo. Tinni kache astei bollam ,” nao tinnir kholo , raat barche samay nosto koro na.” “ Ek dom baje chele , emon ta hole janle jonmer samay I nun diye ditam mukhe.” Boro boro chokhe aamar dike takiye ei kotha kota bole Ma ebaar tinnir T shirt ta khule bichanaye chure dilo. Tinnir ontorbas heen stono jugol jeno muktir aanonde sphito hoye royeche. Skirter hook tao khule phello tinnir. Tarpor ektu jhunke tene namiye dilo skirt ta. Sompurno nogno tinni.
- “ ne ebare khushi to?” Ma amake uddeso kore bole uthlo. Ami du hate dujoner lomos jounango tipe dhore bollam , “haan re tui ekhon aar save korish na? Gurgaon te to ekebare nirlom dekhechilam. Tor bf kat te daye ni bujhi.”
- “ Ball , o aamar ekhono porjonto buker doga porjonto chute pare ni , se abar kaat te debar malik? Chaar to?’ Tinni bole uthlo.
- ‘ Tui dish ni , na ki o sahosh paye ni?’
- “ Dutoi….”
- “ mane…..?’
- “ Chakri paak , biyer kotha uthuk..tarpor dekha jabe.”
- “ hmmm….” aami aar kotha baralam na. Ekta kotha bujhlam ebar seriously or jonno chele khujte hobe. Maa k tinnir hate chere diye computerer chair ta tene niye boslam. Ora du jon dujon k aador korche. Thonte thont dubiye chusche. E drissho nije chokhe na dekhle biswas korte partam na kichutei. Maar thont theke gola . gola theke buk tolpet hoye lomos jonite tinnir thont duto hariye gelo. Aami nije nijer lingo ghoschi aar jei beerjo asar somvobo na dekhchi theme jacchi. Tinni maa k niye bichanaye goriye porlo. Tinnir bhari unchu sthoner kismiss er moto bontar ekta maar mukhe. Sayito tinnir sorrier opor uthe khater opor hantu bhenge chotuspod jontuder moto jhuke tinnir joubon chuste laglo. Aar maar bhari pacha ta aamar dike unchu hoye roilo. Sirdara borabor dwibivajika soman vabe pachar du ongso k du bhage bhag koreche. R sei dwibivajikar majhkhane paau chidro r taar thik niche joni gohobor aamay ishara kore dakte laglo. Pathok borger kache eta sahitter kolpona ronge rangiye poribeshon korte hocche. Bisoye bostur moddhe soundorjo na thakle taar aakorshon bare na. aami ja dekhechi ta hoyeto onekei nijer premika ba strir moddhe dekhechen. Bises kore je sob pathok ponchasordho tader strider ei pacha dekhar obhigota aachye. Etai swabhabik. Kintu nijer jonmosthan k ei vabe dekhar soubhaggo ba durbhaggo jai bolun seta khub komkhetrei ghote. Tai sei bises onubhuti k lekhonir thalaye bhasar olonkorone sajiye aapnader kache poribeshon korchi. Nijeke samle rakhte na pere chair chere uthe sei joni gohobore nijer jib ta probesh koralam. Uggro gondho sekhane. Kintu tibro uttejona sei gondho keo jeno haar maniye dite laglo. Ma k tinnir sorrier opor theke soriye bichanaye soja kore thele sue diye sei lomos joni ta kamre dhorlam. Aamar pokkhe beerjo dhore rakha osomvob hoye uthte laglo. Joni theke mukh soriye maar sorrier opor uthe elam. Eliye pora maar du paar majhye lingo ta rekhe samanno chap ditei lala aar kam rose sikto jonipoth diye lingo ta bhetore chole gelo.
- ‘Dara dada dekhi..ki rokom dhuklo.” Tinni bole uthlo. Taratari uthe boslo ,” koi dekhi , dekhi” Aami maar hantu ta k bhanj kore buker opor mure dhore lingo probishto obosthaye bojrasone soja hoye boslam. Jate tinni bapar ta bujhte pare. Tinni haat diye joni mukhe haat diye bollo , “ isssh…eto porotai dhuke geche…he he he”
- “ Nayakami korish na …tui janish na bujhi. Dupure ki tor ta te dhoke ni?”
- “ Se to dekhini….. ei vabe nungku hariye jaye. He he he. ” Maa chotash kore ek chor tinnir pithe mere bollo , fajlami hocche..tai na? Maar khabi ebar.”
- ‘Dada ei vabe bose bar kor r dhoka dekhi.’ Tinni utsahe bole uthlo. Nari sulov aachoronei bod hoye maa duhate nijer mukh Dhaka dilo.
- “Oi dekh tinni..emon ta korish na…ma lojja pacche.”
Ei dui nari chara aamar jibone r kono nari aase ni. Protker aachoron ki emon tai hoye? Ki jani. Xvideos e je clips gulo dekhi tateo kichu swabhabik obhibekti paii. Kintu eto ta kono din suni ni , pori ni ba dekhio ni. E jeno ek natun obhigota.
-‘ Ma…baba r ta kemon chilo? Dadar moto?”
-“ Eto mota na….” ma bollo. Ami ebar aste aste lingo ta k tene aabar chepe dhokate laglam. Pichil poth diye aamar lingo bhetore baire asa jaoya korte laglo. Tarpor du payer aanguler opor bhor diye du hate bchanaye nijer chap rekhe tibrota barate laglam. Poch poch awaj hote laglo. Taar sathe aamar ondo kos ta maar pau chidrer opor achar khete laglo. Der du miniutero kom samayer mathaye sorire ek tibro kapuni diye beerjo beriye elo. Linger ses pranto orthat tolpet diye chepe dhore rakhlam jonir mukh…. pokkhaghat grosto rugir moto amar sorir ke jhakuni dite dite 2 theke 3 te porjaye beerjo beriye gelo. Joni gohovore chepe chepe beeerjer ses bindu tuku dhele diye eliye porlam bichanaye. Sathe sathe jonir mukh beye chunye porlo sada thok thoke beerjo. Lepte gelo bichanar chadore. Bhari niswaser ekta sobdo . Karo mukhe kotha nei kono. Tinni amar opor pase adh soya hoye bole uthlo ,” Ebare ki hobe? Tui to tor tank khali kore maar tank e bhore dili….upchye porlo…ektu to aamar jonno rakhbi.” Maa tinnir dike ghar ghuriye bollo ,” Tinni ta eto phajil hoyeche bhetore bhetore aaj prothom jana gelo?’
-“ Motei aami phajil na , aami ja boli sotti boli. Khola khuli boli. Aamar mon jotil na.” adure golaye bole uthlo. Tinni kaat hoye soyate or ekta sthon aamar buk chunye royeche. Ek haat bhaj kore nijer mathar bhar boiche , onno hate aamar beerjo makha eliye pora lingo ta niye khele choleche.
-“ Ma . eto din por tomar kemon laglo?’ Tinni jante chailo.
-“ Tui tham to Bapu….. Tor sorolotar phase amar dom aatke jacche.” Ma ektu ushma prokash korlo. Jeta onektai lojja meshano bhongi.
- “ Boloi na…… ekhane dada chara r keu sunte jacche?”
-“ Jani na …….”
-“ Jani na bolle sunbo na……”
-“ Eki bola jaye na ki? Ki jontrona re baba…..” ektu theme , opekhhakrito aaro nichu golaye ma bole uthlo ,” Bhalo….”
- “ Sunte pelam na….ektu sposto kore bolo…ei dada tui sunte peyechish?”
-“ Bollam to…bhalo… maic niye bolte hoe na ki?”
-‘Dadar nunu tomar chirokali pochondo chilo….. se aami jani.”
-“ Ki jani….. ekta samay tor dada ki amar pochondo opochondo niye bhabto?…ekebare dossu hoye uthechilo.” Ebare maa kaat hoye sulo…. ‘ ekta samay etai bhobitobbo bole mone niyechilam…. Na hole ei rokom ta ghotbei ba keno? Jibon ta to r banano golpo na… Bhablam aar hoye gelo du char line. Bairer lokgulor moddhe kono passion chilo na . Sobtai cha kheye bhand phelar moto. Poysa r binimoye sekhane sob kichu. Tader jabotio ottachar. Apu to jane , seta dekhache. Ki vabe ottachar koreche or bondhura. Tobu mukhe haasi rekhe customer khushi korte hoye. “ Deergho swas phele ma bole othe. “ Tobe biswas kor , tor dada aamar jibone gobhir vabe asar por aami komiye diyechilam oneketai. Ei vabe bikri hote chai ni aar. Apur eto tai passion chilo aamar opor. Mone hoto , hok na amar nijer chele …. Purush manush to…..bhalo to base.
-“ Jokhon dadar bondhuder sathe dada k okhane dekhle chomke jao ni….samlale kikore?” Ma k tinni proshno kore.
-“ Prothome ijer chokh k biswas korte pari ni…. Tai sathe sathe or dik theke chokh soriye niyechilam…taar por mone holo , porikolpona korei aamar sathe ei sob korte eseche na ki… kintu or doure bathroom jaoyate bujhlam..eta odrishter khela…. Borong na chenar obhinoye kori jate apu Jodi kono rokom jhamela pakaye tahole oswikar korbo…se rokom mone mone proshtuti niyechilam. Dekhlam oh amader somporko lukote chaiche , tai seta bujhye aamio aamar ja kaaj seta korlam. Ok na chenar bhan korlam.’
-“ Ei khatei to ondhokare prothom…..”
-“ Hmm….besh kichu din amader moddhe kotha nei…. Bujhte parchi tor dadar moddhe ek jhor cholche. Aami o or mukhomukhi hote parchilam na. Samne daralei lojja lagto. Tokhon or matro 17 ses hote choleche. Chokh tule takato na porjonto amar dike. Bujhte partam rateo ghumote parto na . Aamaro chintaye ghum hoto na. Or moner proshno gulor utter na dite parle or moner chap barbe , osustho hoye porbe. Aami sokale beriye jetam . sara din kikorto kichui jante partam na. Monta barir dikei pore thakto.”
-“ Tarpor………..” tinni jeno dom bondho kore sunchilo. ‘Sei ratri te ghum aschilo na…. dorjar pase darate bujhte parlam apu o jege aachye…. Tarpor tor dada to likheche , sunli to…. O to porlo.’
-“ Dada je tomay japte dhorlo tate aaschoryo hoyo ni”
-“ Tui meye hoye ei sob proshno korle moha mushkil.” Tarpor bollo “ Dara aaschi, ese tor ja proshno sob uttor debo….khushi?” Tanu ghar naraye. “ Kaal kintu dokan khulte hobe , sara raat jege tokhon jeno deri na hoye. Saf bole dilam.” Sarrita joriye maa paser ghorer dike gelo. Oghor diyeo baire barandaye berono jaye. Chater sirir tolay bathroom . Rate jate baire na berote hoye. Ma beriye jetei aami tinni k bollam , ‘ kire tor eto diner icche mitlo?’ Tinni utsaher sathe bollo ,’ biswas kor dada , mone hocche swopno dekhchi.’ Dupure tui dokane thakle net khule dekhtam clips gulo. Biswas kor chesta korechi koto mukh melate. Biswas kori ni. Ogulo aasol na ki freaming. Kintu aaj ja dekhlam sotti obiswasso re. Tui Gurgaon t jokhon bolli tokhon mone hochhilo tui golpo banachhish. Tarpor phire ese maa r dairy theke kichu phone number peye phone korlam. Dekhlam sobtai sotti….. tokhon thekei nijer chokhe dekhar icche ta chilo. Kintu toder dujone jokhon aar kono uccho bachha nei , tokhon aami aar tuli ni bisoye ta. Aaj je ei bvahe ghote jabe sotti bolchi bhabini.
-“ Maa bodhoye beriyech …sor dekhi.” Aami bollam. “aami ektu pechhab kore aasi.’ Aami lungi ta goliye niye ghor theke beriye gelam. Paser ghore ma tokhon jol khache. “ Duto botol o ghore niye jao.. bole sirir dike chole gelam. Bathroom theke beriye aabar ghore chole elam. Ma meye dujonei khate adh soya , deoyale ghar deoyal thesh diye sue. Paser ghorer dorja ta bondho kore bottol theke kich ta jol kheye khater samne ese daralam. Lungi ta goliye baar kore computer chair er opor rekhe khate uthe elam. Dujoner majhye bojrasone boslam. Ekta baje praye..ghorer light ta nibhiye ekta zero power er bulb jala holo. Zero milky white bulber aalor tibrota beshi thake . Tai aalo andharir modhheo aalor matra ta besii chilo. Tate porospor k dekhar khetre kono osubidha hochhilo na.
-“ Ebar bolo….. ‘ tinni bollo ma k uddeso kore.
-“ Apur moner kosto ta komate or kache giyechilam , ok swantona dichhilam , ok aamar ei porishthiti ta bojhate giyechilam…. Bajare dhar de na . Pujor aagye taka dite na parle sara bochorer aaye bondho….. kintu sedin or otripti ta je e bhabe phute uthbe bujhi ni. Purus her moto aalingone aamar sob badha bhenge gelo…. Dekhi ki tor dada aamar kaporer tola diye haath dhukiye ekebare khamche dhoreche . Ei obostha theke phiriye deoya mane or manosik bhabe aabar ekta dhakka . Nijer o aar badha debar moto … lekhata ja sunli setai.” Dujoner majhye bose tokhon aami dujoner I jounango niye kehala korchi aar mar kotha sunchi. “ aaj dupure amar ja legeche na…..” tinni bollo. “ Tor dada r ta besh motai.’ Aamar lingo te dhore thaka tinnir hater opore haat diye ma bollo. Dujoner jonir bhetor aamar duhater aangul. Ektu dhukche ektu berocche. Majhye majhye tinni arame , ah!!!!!! Ahhh!!!!! Uffff!!!!! Ei rokom awaj korche. Pechhab kore asaye maar jonir chulgulo tokhono bhije. Joni ta besh phola . Dupaser mangsolo ongsogulo komla lebur koyar moto . Maa aar tinnir hater porse aamar netiye pora linge jano pran elo. Dhire dhire kathinno aste suru korlo…. Ma ondo kosh ta tipte laglo , aar tinni sei chamra ta gutiye dimbakriti linger mukh ta kholosh theke tene baar kore anlo. Raat barche , ebare ghumate hobe , tai ebare maa k chere tinnir dike mon dilam. “ aab aja meri janeman…..” bole tinnir sorrier opor goriye porlam. Maa khik kh kore hese uthe bollo ,’ aha re cheler rosh koto….. bon na biye kora bou?’
-“ Aamar prothom biye kora bou to tumi…bhule gele , kulo debotar samne tomay biye korbo bolechilam.” Aami bole uthi. Tinni bodhoye ekhon ei kothata sonar opekkhaye chilo , bole uthlo ,” Taar mane ekhon amar tolpeter tolaye je ta gotta marche seta amar sot babar nunu ?’ Tin jon hassi chapa dite balishe mukh dhaki…. .
Chit hoye sue thaka tinni k ulte diye komor ta tule dhorlam. Soru komor tinnir. Nitol pacha . Hantu bhanj kore upur hoye balishe matha rekhe komor ta tule dhoreche. Duhate pachata phank korte purushti pau chidro. Chalu kotha , ponder gorto. “ Tor pond marbo…. Nite parbi to?” Tinni k uddeso kore boli. Ma meye jeno ek sathe mukhiye chilo protibader jonno ,” Eiii na na….. ‘ tinni jeno aantke othe. ‘Parbe na….parbe na…. tinni nite parbe na..ki je korish na.’ Ma bole othe. ‘ Darao na , cream aanchi….’ Ami bole uthlam. ‘Tor onek mota… amakeo jor kore korechili…khub batha hoyechilo. Korish na.”
-“ Dupure to chenchachilo , lagche lagche bole…. Tokhon to r or pond marini.” Ami bollam.
-“ Dekh apu , jor korish na….. ekhon tor duto bou. Tarahuro kore tento korish na. Tui to r customer na , je toke chire khete hobe.” Ma bollo.
-“Ok…as you wish.” Bole aamar lingo ta or pau chidro theke soriye joni gohobore rekhe chapte laglam. Tinni amar kollyane aar vergin na. Kintu Gurgaon theke phire asa theke aaj dupurer aagye obdhi kumarir motoi jibon katiyeche. Emon ki taar BF keo ekta barer jonno chute daye ni.
-“ Ahhh!! Ahhh… lagche.’ Dekhlam ei bhabe hobe na. Soja kore suiye dilam. Tinni hantu bhaj kore buker opor tule , uru ta k phank kore rekhlo. Aami dekhlam dupurer moto passion jagate gele raat kabar hoye jabe. Aami chalaki kore du panch ta habi jabi kothar sathe sathe linger mukhta or bhongakurer opor ghoste laglam. Tarpor aachomka ek thape puro lingo ta dhukiye dilam tinnir guder bhetore. ‘O maaaaa … “ kenkiye uthlo tinni. Songe songe maa or mukhe haat chapa diye sobdota aatkanor chesta korlo. Du haat or bogoler tola diye kadh ta chepe dhore thapate laglam.
-‘ Dada lagche…ahh dada lagche..chere de… batha korche…. Uhhhh..lagche. O maa dada k bolo…” dupurer moto chokhe jol ese gelo jeno mone holo.
-‘ Chanchash na evabe… sojjo kor. Gurgaoun te ki vabe korli eto din?’ maa bollo.
-‘ na maa lagche…. Sotti bolchi.”
-“ Apu ektu aste thapa to… meye natok korche na ki…. Apu nunu ta dhukiye bojrasone bosto…..’
Tinni k kache tene ene maar kotha moto boslam. ‘ Ne ebare tene ene chap de..aste dibi…dekhi kothaye lagche.”ma bollo. Aami aste aste chepe dhukiye tene ene aabar chepe dhokalam. Tarpor aabar dhire dhire thaper matra barate laglam…… Tinnir chapa aah ! aah ! sobdo aar linger sathe sikto jonir ghorshon jato poch poch sobdo kane ese porche.’ Taratari kor na…..” tinni bole uthlo. Aamar ejaculation emnitei chot kore hoye na , karon ekkale player chilam stamina , dom konotari ghat ti aaj porjonto hote dii ni. Tar opor ekbar intercourse hoye geche. Tai sohoje tinnir nishkriti nei seta aami jani. ‘ Aaaah!!!.... chere de !!!...laagchee….aaaah….ma gooooo!!! ’ tinni jantrona mishrito sukhanubhuti jeno rater nistobdhota k churmar kore dite chaiche. Tinnir ei obostha dekhe maa r sorrireo je uttjonar jonmo niyeche seta bujhte parlam , ma jokhon aamar ghare gale jib diye chat te suru korlo. Pathok ra ki mone korchen jani na , kintu aami nischit vabe bolte pari kono xxx movie te ei vabe uddam jouno lila dekhini. Jeno saper moto joriye paak dicche tinte sorir eke opor ke. Parle gile khaye. Obosese beerjo paat holo. Tinnit jonir sonkuchito mangsopesi aamar lingo k etokhon dhore je tana chara korchilo ta ebare theme gelo. Joni theke lingo k baar na kore or opor sob chap chere eliye porlam. ‘ Ne ebare ghuma… 2to bajte chollo.” Ma bole uthlo.
Part-IV
Tinnir aabdar metate giye aamra tinjone sei purodine phire gelam. Pathok ra vabchen bhaloi to holo , Nijer baganer phol ta mulota kaar na bhalo lage. Icche sokoler aachye kintu seta supto. Sahosher ovabe , kimba samajik onu sasoner bhoye. Othoba amader moto durghotonar smmukhin na hoyar karone. Kintu somosssa onno jaygaye. Ei vabe tin jone eksathe jibon katiye deoya osomvob praye. Tinni k biye kora jete pare. Kintu ete prodhan duto somossa hobe. Prothomoto ei elaka chere boro sohorer kothao bari bhara niye chole jete hobe. Jate na dekha hoye ekhankar karo sathe. Saari babsa chere onno kono vabe jibon nirbaho korte hobe. Ja sotti ushkil . R dwitito to holo , genes. 1st degree relation e , brother sister er milone naba jatoker genetic disorderer sombhobona besi thake. Sutorang tinni k biye kora somvob na. Yinnir biyer bapare pore or sathe bose kotha bola jabe. Roilo baki maa. Ei boyese pregnenecy kokhonoi na. Eta aamar sei 17/18 bochor boyese holeo somvob chilo. Kintu kono vabei somvob na ei boyese. Tarpor locality ekta risk factor aachyei. Sutorang natun projonmer jonno era dujoner keui kono option hote pare na. Jeta somvob , Saradiner porishromer por raat ta k ghonta khaneker jonno bornomoye kore tola. R setai ekhon porishthiti onujayi ghote choleche. Er aar ki update debo? Sutorang ekhanei ses korlam. Jodi biye kori tahole ulsojja rater ghotona niye aasbo. Biye na korle r hoyeto asa hobe na ekhane.






Eto din dhore je ghotona pore aaschen er sathe kono somporko nei. Jodio dharabahik vabe samay sujog pele r taar sathe moner khide marattok vabe peeda dile aamra kono kono maser kon ek soptahante dube jai aadim neshaye. Tai ei sob rojkar ghotona ullekh korar moto kichu nei. Apnader proti rate ja ghote amadero sei eki ghotonai ghote tobe mase r hisabe. Ete na thake obhinobotto , na thake natokiyota. Songsarer niyom onujayi monantor , motatontor , monomalinno sobi r panch ta poribarer motoi lege thake. Babsaye jotha jotho lav na hole jemon moner dik theke otkontha thake , temon thake hotasha. Mon thake bisiye. Sutorang ei trio te aamra prithibr sob theke sukhi manush emon vabar kono mane nei. Eto kichur moddhe je din mon bhalo thake, Sedin rate milito hoi. Khaoya daoyar pore k sathe bichanaye sute jai. Tokhon kokhono amar , kokhono tinnir abar kokhono ma er kam uttejonaye sara diye moddho raat porjonto porospor porosporer sorire nijeder dubiye di. Udahoron diye boli , ei din dosek aagye…. Naba barshar kena kataye bazar sargram. Bikri batta bhaloi cholche. Aami aamr ek dokaner kormochari k niye sohore gechi kichu saari saya kinte. Ekhane to ei sob nitto proyojoniyo jinisher kena katai besi hoye. Sondher por besh klanto hoyei dokane phirlam. Choitrer prokhor rod. Ekbar ek chilte kaal boisakhi unki mere kothaye je abar lukiyeche k jane. Tate aadrotar poriman bereche. Modda kotha besh klanto hoyei ghore phera. Rate jothariti khabar kheye sute gelam bichanaye. Sara diner klanti r porishrom r rate batash na thakaye ekta bhapsa groom pakhar hoyateo katte chaiche na. Tobu chokh bondho kore sue porlam ghum asar prottashaye. Khanik bade songsareer kaaj guchiye rojkar motoi tinni r maa sute elo. Tube light ta jalatei bole uthlam.” Dur!!!! Light jalale keno?” Jai hok . aalo nibhiye eke k kore dujonei sue porlam. Aamar r ghum aase na. Sorirer bhetore ek oswosti. Koler thanda jol gaye dheleo sara diner uttap soirr theke jacche na jeno. Ekbar e pass , r ekbar o pass korte laglam. Ek pase amar tinni. Onno Pase maa. Ei amader rattri kalin ‘ordar’ mene soya hoye. Onekdin dhorei tinni bolche ekta cooler kenar kotha. Kintu hoye uthche na. Aasole duto boro utsobe eto taka baire pore thake sei taka uddhar korte kortei jiboner bhalo thakar jontro gulo r kena hoye othe na. Jai hok , ebare hobe. Bikribatta gulo bhalo hocche. “ Ki re ghum asche na?” ma mathaye haat diye chule bili katte katte bole uthlo.
- “ aaj sorire gorom lege geche khub. Oswosti ta komche na.”
- “ Keno je nijer jotno nish na..bujhi na. Daber joltol to khabi…kotha sunbi na.”
- “ Ei to tomar suru holo…jano na bojho na. “
- “ Ne ghumanor chesta kor , aami mathaye haat buliye dicchi.” Maa amar dike paas phire mathaye haat bolate laglo. Aamar kadher nicher ongse r buker kichu ongso jure tokhon ontorbaasheen stono jugol er norom sporsho. Prothome ga korlam na. Kintu dhire dhire rokte adrinaliner matra barte suru korlo. Aamar mone hoye eta prokritir niyom. Na holo nari purusher chonyaye emon ta hobe keno? Posuder moddhe tai boro holei bachhara taar poribar theke sore jaye. R manusher khtre majh pothe sore giye nijer onubhob , abeg k domito kore. Amader to se balai nei. Tai aamio maar dike pass phire komor ta joriye dhorlam. Amar nogno buke maar deerghosas jeno chanka diye gelo. Maar komore amar joriye dhora haat ta totokhone pachar khanje neme eseche. Maa aro kunkre giye aamar buke mukh gunje dilo. Neel Zero powered bulbe e tokhon ghor khani chander aalor moto lagche. Nightyr opor diye pachaye haat bolate bolate haat ta ke ebare tolpeter kache tene aanlam. Hater tane nighty ta gutiye tokhon hantur seema chariyeche. Tolpet theke hater panchta aangul joni r opor beye uthe abar thigh e khela korte laglo. Kaat hoye soya obsthatei maa bhanj kora pa ta opore tullo. Gutiye jaoya nighty tokhon aaro niche r dike neme geche. Jar jonno aamar nightyr phak diye unmukto lomos joni te haat dhokate r kono osubidha holo na. Tercha vabe hele thaka thigh beye haat sotan tokhon phule thaka lomos jonite. Khubi porichito jayga. Chokh bondho kore pounchye jaoya jaye. Kono honcho khaoyar proshnoi nei. Maar phule thaka lomos jonita mutho kore dhore tipte laglam. Jodio puro bapar ta sontorpone hochhilo. Karon tinni ghumocche. Sara diner porishromer por. Aaj dokan oi samleche onekta samay. Aami sohore gele ma r tinnir moddhe keu na keu dokane bose. Maar nighty totokhone gutiye komre uthe geche. Majher aangul ta totokhone pichhil gorte dhukiye bhetor baire korchi. Ja hoye r ki ros e sop sop korche . Ei sob to pathokera janen sob i. Ki r bornona korbo. Uttejonaye aamar sphito lingo ta pran pn ma tipe dhoreche . R keui samlate parlam na. Posarito do paar majhye lingo ta dhukiye dilam. Sikto pichhil poth beye onaasei bhetore dhuke gelo. Jonr deoyaler mangso pesi tokhon jeno amar linger sphito mangso pesigulo k chepe dhorche r charche. “ Ki re , tora korchish?” tinni ghum jorano golaye bole uthlo.
- “ Tui ghumo… kaal uthte hobe toke….. aamra ekhoni sue porbo.” Ma bole uthlo.
- “ ki kore ghumabo bolo…khat ta je vabe norche…” Tinni protuttor korlo. Aamra kono kotha bollam na. Komor ta k aagye pichu kore aager moto lingo dhokate baar korte laglam. Poch poch kore sei sobdo r khater sobdo duto mile tinnir ghumer 12 ta bajiye diyeche. Tinni taar jayga chere aamader pase sore ese sulo. Kaat hoy eek haat mathar tolaye r ek hate maar thonte mukhe bolate laglo. “ Korbi na ki?” ma bole uthlo tinni k uddeso kore. Aaj thak… emni tei onek raat holo. Dokane boddo chap.” Ami bole uthi. “ Sei , aamar khetre to thakbei. Ma k peye geche r amake ki dorkar.” Tinni bole uthlo. Dui narir moddhe ek purush niye je dondo ta sorbo jono bidito. Tai ei lodai ta thekei jaye. Sekhane maa o meyer somporko o jeno dui protidondir somporko. Sotti kotha bolte ki jibon k je ei vabe dekhbo kokhono bhabii ni. Manusher tyri eto hazaro paribarik ba samajik somporko aasole prokritir tyri nichok ek nari purusher somporko eta postotoi protibhato holo.
- “ Ki re thamli keno?kor…” Maa bole uthlo.
- “ Darao…dekhcho na… tinni sonar obhiman hoyeche.” Aami bollam. “ Na…motei na. kono obhiman amar hoye ni.” Tinni monmora swore bole uthlo. “….sudhu vebe chilam aajke etokhon dokan samlanam rate ektu holeo aador korbi.”
- “ Kintu tuii ghumiye porli to.” Tinnir opor daye chapiye bole uthlam.
- “ Its ok dada…. Ami mind kori ni.” Bolei tinni pechon phire kaat hoye sulo.
Ma r jonir bhetor theke netiye pora amar lingo ta surut kore beriye poreche totokhone. Maar du payer majh theke amar sorir ta k tule niye tinnir dike egiye gelam.
-“ Ki re , raag komlo? “ tinnir kaner kache mukh niye giye bollam.
- “ Raag korlam kothaye?Nokhra korchilam.”
- “ aha re , tui amar dwitio pokho na ki? Ma ki tor sotin?” aami
rosikota dhonge bole uthi. Jai hok ei rokom nanan habijabi kothar por tinnir maan bhanglo. Maar moto seo ekta nighty pore chilo. Antarbaasheen. Sei nighty komorer opor tule ghono lomos jonite amar thont duto dubiye dilam. Clit ba bhongakur dant diye aste aste pishte laglam. Jibtao dhukiye dilam joni gohobore. Tibro utejonaye tini tokhon ahh! Ahh! ei jatiro mukhe awaj korte laglo. Aamar lingo aabar sphito hoye uthlo. Joni theke mukh baar kore tinnir thonte kopale chumu khete kheye bollam…”ebare maar kache jai sona. Lokkhi bon amar”. Tinni du angul diye amar naak take kanchi diye katar mudra kore tipe dhore bollo , “ jao…tobe aami dekhbo?” Hater kache torch ta amader dike focus kore dekhte laglo. Aamar mota lingo ta tokhon kromannoye dhukche r berochhe.
Ei rokom osonkho ghotona niye maas kimba soptaher ek ek ratrri kate. Aapnader jibonei ghote. Tobe seta hoyeto girlfriend ba strir sathe. Aamar bisoye ta sottiii bhinno. Du duto nari k ek sathe bichanaye khushi kora je ki kothin kaaj se ekmatro tarai janen jara nijer jibone ei somossar mukhomukhi hoyechen. Aamar lekhar kono mohila pathika Aachen kina jani na. Kintu tara Jodi keu ei lekha pore thaken tahole asa kori oswikar korben na , ja aami bolte cheyechi aapnader. Aamar ei tuku kopal bhalo je tinni r maa bastobe sotin na.

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