Aalor Kahini

Aamar naam Aalo. Kolkata te thaki. Ei golpoti suru hoi jakhon aamar boyosh aathereo. Sobe joubone pa diyechi. Nijer sorirer dike najor porle bhison abhiman hoto bhagabaner upor. Karon, amar gaayer rang kaalo. Kaalo holey o aamar sorir er gothon besh bhalo, mai duto maajhri roop niyeche. Kintu ta sattye o aamar boyoshi onnyo meyeder maton aamar kono chele bandhu jotey ni. Taar kaaron, amar uchhota matro 5’. Kono cheleyi aamar maton ekti kaalo aar bête meye ke niye ghure berate bodh hoye lojja peto. Barir sabai amake niye khub chintito chilo, amar biye niye.

Amar dui dada, borda Kamal, amar theke 5 bochor er baro ebong chorda Tushar, amar theke 3 bachorer baro chilo. Amar ekti choto bhai o chilo, Shyamal, amar theke 2 bachorer choto. Baba rail e kaj korten. Ma ghore thakto aar amake niye chinta korto. Aami sobe school er gandi par hoye college e uthechi. Rasta diye titkiri sunte petam, ‘kali jachhe’ bole. Nijer upor aastha chilo na. Ei bhabei aamar jibon par hochillo.

Thik takhon aamar jibone dui ti ghatana ghote. Ek aattiyer biye barite giye chilam. Sekhane aalap hoi babar bhaijhir sathe. Babar Bhaijhi, Samparke aamar jethtuto didi, kintu bayose maa er boyosi. Eto din ora banglar baire chilo, sobe Kolkata te eseche. Onar chele Rahul khub handsome dekhte. Chordar boyosi. Baire thake. College er pora sesh kore eseche. Dekhlam dada aar chordar saathe khoob mishe gelo. Dadar saathe chakrir bajar niye kotha bolche. Rahul ke dekhe keno jani na aamar buker bhitor ekta jamat betha anubhob korlam.

Biye barir theke phire asar din dui por, aamar ek bandhobi, Dola, aamake taader barite daklo. Dola aamar theke dui bachorer baro, kintu aamra eksaathe school e portam. School er gondi sesh hobaar por, dujone aalada aalada college e bhorti hoi. Kintu aamader bondhutto komey ni. Dolar baba ma praey baire jeto sara din er jonno, tai oder barite aamra dujon miley khub golpo kortaam. Dujon dujon ke sob boltam. Aamader priyo bishoy chilo sex, Dolar bhaashay, choda chudir golpo. Nijeder sorir ullongo koreo eke apor ke dekhie chi. Sex niye aamra khub aalap aalochona kortam. Dola aamake bolechilo je o kumari noy, teen char jon er saathe sex o koreche. Aamio utshaaer saathe okey jigyesh kore chilam, “Kaar saathe re?”

Dola haste haste bolechilo, “Aache re aamar du teen jon naagor aache, jaader daakle eshey aamar jounno khida mitiye daye.”

Aami aabar jigyesh korlaam, “Prothom kobe korli?”
Dola bolechilo, “Aaj theke praye du bachor aage.”
“Kaar saathey?” aami prosno korechilaam.
Kichukhon chup kore theke Dola bolechilo, “Kauke bolbi na to?”
Aami bolechilaam, “Ma Kalir dibyee, kauke bolbo na.”

Dola ektu ektu michki haasi mukhey ene bollo, “Aamar mama aamar gudey taar baara dhukiye aamar gud phaatiyeche.”

Sune obaak hoye gelam. Bollam, “Tor mama? Se to onek boyosko.”

Dola bollo, “Taate ki hoyeche, se je bhaabe aamake baarar sukh diyeche, jowan chelerao taar dhaare kaache jai na. Jowan chele gulo to meye dekhleyi henglaar maton jhaapiye porey aar sudhu nijer sukh tai upobhog korey jato taratari parey paalaye. Aamader meyedero je kichu sex upobhog korar aachey bojhey na.”

Dola aaro bollo, “Mama ekhono sujog pele aamake chude deye. Aamio mamar kaache chodon khete bhaalo baashi. Ta chaara mama aamake anek rakom bhabe choda chudi kora sikhiyeche.”

Dola aamake taar sex er ovigyotaar golpo bolto. Segulo niye jokhon charcha korto takhon aamar uttejona barto. Ek bar dukhho kore bole chilam aamar mato kalo meyer saathe kono chele sex korbey na. Dola saahosh jugiye chilo aamake, bolechilo or mama ke ba or boy friend ke bole aamar jonno ekti chele jogar kore debe. Se sob dui maash aager kotha, mone o chilo na.

Sakal 10 ta nagad Dola der baari giye dekhi dola eka, or baba ma Asansol giyeche. Raatre phirbe. Dolar Baba Ma prayee jay Asansol e kono kaaje.

Aamake dekhe Dola jorie dhorlo aar bollo aaj khub moja hobe. Dekhlam khabar toiri. Khabar er poriman dekhe jigyesh korlam, “He re Dola, eto khabar korechis keno.”

Dola haaslo aar bollo, “aamar aro bandhu ra aasche.”

Dui glass sarbot niye ese aamar samne boslo, aamake ekta glass dilo. Glass e chumuk diye kemon jeno jhajhalo mone holo. Jigyesh korlam, “Eta ki re?”

“Kheye ne, dekhbi bhalo lagbe.” Dola bollo.

Glass sesh kore amar kemon lagchilo. Sara sorir jeno garam anubhob korchilam. Uthte ichhe korchilo na. Dola ke bollam. Dola aar ek glass sarbot niye eshe dilo aar aamake praye jor kore khaiye dilo.
Aar bollo, “toiri thak aaj toke kumari meyer theke paripurno mohilate parinato kore debo.”

Kotha ta sune moner bhitor bhison bhoy korte laaglo, bollam, “Ei Dola, ki jaata bolchis, aami kichu korbo na, aami baari jaachi.” Uthey daarate gelaam, toley pore jaachilaam, Dola dhore odeyr sofar upor bosiye dilo. Dola bollo, “Eto bhoy paachis keno, aamar duto bandhu aasche, chele bandhu, ora aamader dujon ke chudbe, bhoy ki, aage tui dekh ora aamake ki bhaabe chode, taar por tui chodaas, dekhbi bhison bhaalo laagbe, khub moja paabi.”

Sara sarir eliye pore chilo. Ekta abosh bhab. Chokh duto aapna aapni bujhe jaachillo, haath pa o naarate paarchilaam na. Dola aamar paase boslo, aamar buker upor theke saarir aachol ta soriye aamar ai dutoke tipte laaglo. Sorir er bhitor kemon ekta sihoron jaaglo. Mukhey tao bollam, “Dola, ki korchis, chere de.” Aamar haath pa naarate paarchilam na, bhison bhaari bhaari laagchilo. Dola kichu na boley aamar blouse er hook gulo khule, bra er upor diye aamar dudu dutoke chotkaate laaglo. Bollo, “Dekh, meyeder dudu tiple kirokom sorrier modhye uttejona hoi, aar guder bhetor garam sokto baara dhukle, sukh e sukh.”

Calling bell er awoaaje, Dola uthlo. Tatokhone aamar bra o khule phelechilo Dola. Aamar dudu duto phule uthechilo Dolar tepa tipite. Mai er bota gulo sokto hoye daariye chilo. Sob dekhte paarchilaam, anubhob korte paarchilaam, kintu sorir ta bhison bhaari bhaari laagchilo, naara chaara korte paarchilaam na. Khola buk niyei sofar upor eliye chilaam.

Kichu khon pore dekhi duti chele eseche. Dola ekti cheleke jorie dhore chumu khete laglo. Cheletio Dolar dhaasa mai dutoke chotkate laaglo. Onnyo cheletio Dolake pechon theke joriye or saara sorir er upor haath bolaate laaglo. Dujone miley Dolar salwar kameej khule phello. Bra aar panty pora abosthey Dola chele dutoke thaamte bollo. Odeyr haat dhore aamar kache niye elo. Etokhon chele duto aamake dekhte parey ni. Ebar ardha ullongo ekti meye dekhe du joney jeno anonde ullashey aatyohaara. Jigyesh korlo, “Maal ti ke Dola darling?”

Dola heshe bollo, “Aamar bondhu, aaj porjonto kumaari aache, kono dino chodan khaye ni, tomaader kaache aaj prothom chodon khaabe. Tobey aaste aaste kore, okey aami sorboter modhey ashudh khaiye diyechi, taai o naara chaara korte paarche na.”

Duto cheleyi aamar dike takiye haaslo. Ekjon aamar paase ese boslo. Dudu dutor upor haath bolaalo. Aamar sorir e jeno kono sakti chilo na. Aamar saarir aachal ti matite lutiye chilo. Mukh diye sudhu ekti awaj berolo – ‘na’.

Cheleti aamake kole kore niye bichana te niye aaslo. Sekhane niye amar sorir theke sob kapor chopor khule phello. Aamake sompurno nangto kore dilo. Dola o dekhlam puro nangto hoye aamar paase suye porlo. Bhison bhoy korchilo, Khali ‘Na, Na,’ bolchilam kinto haat pa narabar sakti chilo na.

Chele duto o taader kaapor chopor khule nangto hoye gelo. Ei prothom aami kono boyoshko cheler baara dekhlaam. Ekti chele aamar mai duto ke jore jore aata makhar maton dolchilo. Pagoler maton chumu khachillo aamake aar aamar dudher mai duto chuschilo. Aami takhono nara chaara korte paarchilam na, ashaar hoye porey chilaam. Cheleti aamake chere uthlo aar Bollo, “Ekebaare moraar maton porey aachey re. Mora chudete ki kaaro bhaalo laage? Dola rani, katokhon ei maal ti morar maton porey thaakbe.”

Dola aamar paase suye annyo cheletir baara ti mukhye niye chuschilo. Dwitiyo cheleti aamake chere, Dolar kaache giye dollar ekti mai chooste laaglo, aar dudu chotkate laaglo. Kichokhon por cheleti Dolar dudu chere Dolar komor dhore tene, okey haatur aar haater upor bhor diye paacha uchhu kore raakhlo.

Dola takhono prothom cheletir baara jeeb diye chat chilo aar mukher modhey niye chuschilo. Cheleti Dolar maatha dhore or mukher modhey baara ta dhokaachillo aar baar korchilo.

Dwitiyo cheleti ebar Dolar gude angul dhukye naarate laaglo. Du teen minute por cheleti Dolar pechone haatu gore bosey, or baara ti diye Dolar gudey ghoste laaglo. Baaraati phule sokto hoye chilo. Dola ek haath pechone kore cheletir baarati dhore, or guder bhetor jaayga maton laagiye dilo aar cheleti Dolar komor dhore ek dhaaka dilo. Dekhlaam Dolar guder bhetor cheletir baara ti praye sampurno dhuke giyeche.

Duti chele takhon Dolake jaapte dhore jouno khelate matto. Dola o uttejito bhaabe ekti cheler baara chuse jaachillo aar onnyo cheletir chodon upobhog korchilo. Adbhut sob awaj korchilo teen jone mile.

Aami takhono oshaar hoye pore chilaam aar dekh chilaam odeyer choda chudi. Je cheleti Dola ke diye taar baara chosaachillo, hotaath Dolar chuler muthi dhore jore chechiye uthlo. Saara sorir kempe uthlo. Dolar thoter theke saada saada ki sob chuiye porchilo. Cheleti taar baara Dolar mukh theke baar korlo, aar songe songe Dolar chokhe mukhe cheletir birjyo ros chitke esye porlo pichkirir maton. Cheletir birjyo ros pora bandho hoteyi, Dola cheletir baarati ek haath diye dhore, jeeb diye chete poriskar korte laaglo.

Takhono onnyo cheleti pechon theke Dolar guder modhye taar baarati ekbaar dhokhaache aar ekbaar ber korche. Dolar mukhey jeno ekta bijoyinir haasi. Cheletir songe paala diye nijer paacha dolaache aar chodon khaache. Gola diye gongaanir awaaj.

Je cheletir baara Dola chuse diyechilo, se ebaar aamar kaache eshye aamar mai tipte laaglo. Aamar aabar bhison bhoy korte laaglo. Cheleti aamar thoter upor taar thoth rekhe aamake chumu khete laaglo aar tar jeev aamar mukher bhitor dhokaabar chesta korte laaglo. Anek kostey nijer mukhta soriye phellaam.

Cheleti aamar buker upor bosey taar baara ta aamar dudher khaajer bhitor ghoste laaglo aar dui haath diye dudh dutoke chepe dhorlo taar baarar upor. Jore jore baara ta saamne pechone korte laaglo aamar dudh duto chepe dhore. Baarata aabar biraat baro aar sokto hoye giyechilo. Aamar dudh gulo betha korchilo, aami sudhu chere dite bolchillaam, kaandchillaam, kintu aamar kotha keu sunchilo na.

Itimodheye je cheleti Dola ke chud chilo, jore ekta awaj kore Dolar guder modhye taar birjyo phele dilo. Dola o jore haapaate haapaate ekta gongaanir maton awaj kore saara sorir eliye suye porlo. Cheleti ebar aaste aaste taar baara ti Dolar guder theke ber korey aamar dike taakiye Dolar paase suye porlo. Aamar buker upor prothom cheleta takhono aamar dudur khaaje baara ta rekhe saamne pechone naaraachilo.

Ei kore praye 20 minute paar hoye gelo. Aaste aaste aamar ghor kete jaachilo, haate paaye ektu ektu bol phire aaschilo, aar thik taakhon cheleti jorey aamar dudur bota duto dhore chepe jeno chimti kaatlo. Bethay gola diye gonganeer awaj beriye gelo aar cheleti taar sob birjyo pichkirir maton phele dilo. Aamar mukhye, maathaye aar bukey or birjyo ros chitke porey maakha maakhi hoye gelo. Jor kore haath diye cheletike sorabar chesta korlaam. Dwitiyo cheleti takhon uthey bosey bollo, “Aarey, meyeta jegey utheche re, Dola oth, chepe dhor maal ta ke, aami chudbo.”

Dola uthe aamar pa dutoke bhaj kore aamar buker dui paase tene dhorlo. Aamar buker upor thekey prothom cheleti ebaar aamr maather kaache bosey maathata dhore jor korey taar birjyo maakha baarata ghoste laaglo aamar thoter upor. Kichu bojhar aagey dwitio cheleti tar baara ti aamar joni te ghoste laglo. Nijeke kichutei charate parchilam na. Teen jone mile chepe dhorechilo aamake. Hotath aamar jonir bhitor sanghatic bheta anubhob korlam, jeno ekta churi diye aamake keu chire diyeche. Chechiya uthlam.... tar por aar kichu mone nei..... aami gyan haralam.

Du ek baar ektu gyan phire chilo. Prothom baar jokhon gyaan phirlo, takhon anubhob korlam chele duto aamar sorir niye jouno khelay matto. Ek jon aamar jonir modhye taar baara dhukiye bhison jore jore thaap maarche aar aamar dudu dutoke khaamche rekheche. Aar ekta chele or baara ta aamar mukher modhye dhokabaar chesta korche aar aamar chool dhore taanche. Oder pasur mato attyachar aami sojhya korte parchilam na aar aabar gyan haralam.

Ditiyo baar jokhon gyan phirlo, dekhi Dola haatur upor bhor diye bose aache, or panacha uchu kora, aar ekti chele pechon theke or jonir modhye baara dhukiye okey chudche, aar Dola onnyo cheletir baara mukhye diye chooshche.

Hotath je cheleti Dolar mukhye baara dhokaachillo, dekhlo je aami taakiye aachi, Dolar mukher theke baara ber kore aamar kaache aaslo. Aamake ulto kore suiye, komor uthiye dhorlo aar or baara ta aamar paachar modhye dhokaabar chesta korlo. Aami kichu bojhar aageyee, dola duto baalish aamar peter niche raakhlo aar cheleti taar baara ebaar aamar paachar phuto te dhukiye bhison jore ekta dhaaka dilo. Aabar bethaye aami gyan haaralam.

Puro puri gyan jokhon phirlo, aami takhon puro puri nangto abasthaye suye aachi. Amar tol pete, joni ebong pachar daar e bhison bhetha, sara sarir e aathar maton ki sab lege aache. Bujhlam birjyo. Bichaanate aar aamar jaange rokter daag. Dudu doto phule aache. Thot duto o phola mone holo. Dola paase bose aache. Se o nangto. Garam jal diye aamar joni o pachar dar e sekh dichhe. Aaste aaste uthe boslam, Dola ke bollam, “e ki korli tui?”

Dola Haaslo aar bollo, “Tui to chodon khete giye ogyan hoye geli re, moja ta ter e peli na, Tobe aami aaj bhison enjoy korechi, dujone mile ja chodon dilo na, aaahhhhh, sorir er sob jaala mitiye dilo. Eto bhoy paas na, relax korte sekh, dekhbi sex er ki moja.” ekta tablet diye bollo, “kheye ne, betha aar phola kome jabe.”
Aami kath putuler maton tablet ta kheye nilam.
Dola aabar ekta tablet diye bollo, “etao kha, bachha pete aasbe na.”
Bhoyete siure uthlam ebong kandte suru korlam.

Dola aamake joriye dhore bollo, “aamader maton kalo meyeder keu bhalo basbe na re, aamder ei rakam bhabei sorirer chahida metate hobe.”

Kichukhon chup kore theke aabar bollo, “Tokey peye dujone pagoler matan chudeche. Khali tokey noy, aamakeo pashur maton chudeche. Ora je paancha o chudbe bhabi ni. Ekjon aamake jorkore dhore rekhechilo, annyo jon aamar paancha chudeche. Tarpor ditiyo jon aamar paacha chudeche.” Aami Dolar dike phal phal kore takiye chilam, Dola bole jachillo, “Tui to ogyan chilli bole sudhu ekjon tor paacha chudeche. Aamar ponde o aaj prothom baara dhuklo. Aamar pond ta to dujone baara dhukie chire diyeche. Haat te asubhidha hochhe, Tobey aami ananda peyechi. Tui o er por aanando pabi. Dara khabar niye aaschi, aanek bela hoyeche.”

Ki bhabe khabar khelam mone nei. Bathroom e jete kosto hochhilo. Dola dhore dhore niye gelo. Gyeser e garam jol kore rekhe chilo, garam jol e snan kore ektu aaram pelam. Dola Joni te aar pachar daar e malam ghose dilo. Nijer kapor chopor pore tairi hoye nilam. Sorirer betha ekhono acche. Dola cha kore dilo, khelam.

Dola aamake hotath 1500 taka diye bollo, “eta tor, chele duto aamader chude aananda peyeche bole eto gulo taka diye giyeche. Mot 3000 taka, tor ardhek, aamar ardhek.”
Raage, ghennaye sara sorir ri ri kore uthlo.
Dola ke bollam, “Tui taka diye nijer sorir bikri korli?”
Dola Bollo, “Aamader maton meyeder e chara kono upay nei. Jouboner aanondo o upobhog kar aabar taka o kama.”

Taka ta Dolar mukher upor chure phele kono rakome odeyer baari theke beriye aslam. Sara sorir klanto ebong ektu betha betha o lag chilo. Ekta rickshaw niye baarir dike raona dilam. Bhoye o pachhilam, baarite Jodi bujhe phele? Sedin aamar bhagya bhalo chilo, load shedding chilo, tai keu bujhte pareni aamar abastha. Maatha bethar naam kore tara tari kheye bichana te giye suye porlam. Klantite kakhon ghumie porechilam ter pai ni.

Sokaale uthe nijer boi niye boslam. Boi niye bosai saar, khali nijer upor ghenna hochhilo. E ki hoye gelo aamar jibone? Aami ekta beshyar theke kom ki? Na, nijeke Santana di, aami nije kichu kori ni, ora aamake rape koreche, kintu aabar bhablam aamari to dosh, Dolar maton meyer saathe bandhutto kora. Na, nijeke sakto korlam. Biye na hoi na hobe, saara jibon eka kaatiye debo. Kono rakome nijer paaye darate hobe.

Bikele, bandhur baari jaachhi boley, college er kachhe ekti lady doctor bosey, tar kache gelam. Er aageo dui ek bar onar kachey college theke aamra meyera dhekhate aastam. Doctor didi ke bollam birth control er oshud chai, gato kal aghatan ghote giyeche.

Doctor didi aamar dike aanekhon takiye bollo, “Tomar to ekono kochi boyosh, 18 bochor hoyeche ki? Ekhoni tumi sex korte suru korle? College e to sobe bhorti hole, jibon to ekhon sobe suru, chelera to tomake niye khela korche bujho na?”
Aami chup kore roilam. Doctor didi aabar bollo, “Nijeke sambhlao, chelegulo keu tomake biye korbe na, khali bodnaam hobey tomar, tomar bhalor jonno bolchi.”

Aamake tar chamber er bichanay suiye sara sorir parikha korlo.
Gombhir hoye bollo, “tomake ki keu rape koreche?”
Aami chup kore chilam.
Doctor didi bolte laglo, “Eirokom omanusik bhabe tomake chire kheyeche aar tumi chup kore aacho. Police e khabor dao. Jodi tumi khabar na dao aami police dakchi.”

Aami didir haath dhore kende phellam aar sampurno ghatonata bollam.

Kandte kandtei bollam, “police e parbo na janate. Baba ma jaanle more jabo. Aapni bachan.”

Doctor didi anek khon chup kore theke bollo, “thik aache, kintu oi meyetir kache aar konodin jabe na. Aamake oi meyetir barir thikana ta dao, aami dekhi okeyo bachate pari kina ei janowar gulor haath theke.”

Dolar barir thikana dilam. Oshudh niye bari phirlam.

Bhoy chilo pete bachha asbe na to, na ashud kheyechi, kichhu hobe na. Chele duto aabar kono rakom bipode phelbe na to? Bhagaban bachao. Ei sob
chinta korte korte char din paar hoye gelo.

Manoshik dik theke ei char diney aamio nijeke saamle nilam. Aaro du din pore hotath sokal 10ta nagad Rahulda aamader baari ese hazir. Ami aar lojjaye ghar theke beroi ni. Rahulda o besikhon thaake ni. Dada ke niye kothay beriye gelo. Bikele Dada eka pherot elo. Ma ke bollo, Rahul er songe giye koyekta karkhana te chakrir abedan diye eseche. Dada Rahuldar khub prosongsha korlo. Aabar keno jani na aamar buker bhetor ekta jamat betha uthlo.

Sedin raatre swapno dekhlam, aami aar Rahulda kono ekta bagane bose aachi. Rahuldar haath aamar pithye, aamar matha rahuldar kandhye. Dujone dujonar dikye takiye aachi. Ghum bhenge gelo. Aami ghamachhilam. E ki chinta aamar. Kothay Rahulda aar kothay aami. Rahulda koto handsome, farsha, praye 5’ 8” lamba, aar aami ekta kalo meye, matro 5’ lamba. Chi ki aaje baje chinta korchi. Tar upor samporke aami or maasi hoi. O aamar bon-po. Aamar maatha kharap hoye giyeche. Na, aaje baaje chinta aar korbo na. Kintu aar ghumote parlam na. Khaali swapnor kotha mone pore jachhilo.

Rahulda 10 – 12 din antar prayei aasto. Sokale 10ta nagad. Dadar saathe bosto. Kakhono kakhono chordar saatheo bosto. Aamake dekhle sudhu kemon aacho jigyesha korto. Besi kichu katha aamake bolto na. Dada aar chordar saathe beriye jeto chakrir khoje.

Ek din Rahulda eshe chilo, Dada aar chordar saathe ki kotha hochhilo, aami cha niye ghore dhukhchilam, jakhon sunlam Rahulda bolche, “Nijer mone confidence raakho. Parbo. Chestar kono truti rakhbo na. Thik safal hobo jibone. Emon kono kaaj nei jeta aamra korte parbo na. Sudhu nijer upor biswas raakho, Nijer mone confidence aano. Ekta mone jed dharo, Aami chai, aaday kore charbo.”

Aami haa kore kotha gulo sunchilam. Cha diye aaste aaste ghar theke beriye gelam. Mone mone chinta korlam, jed, aamar chai, confidence, parbo, biswas rakho, kintu ki chai? Rahuldar bhalobasha.... chi, aabar e ki ja ta chinta korchi? Kintu ki korbo, aami ki Rahulda ke bhalo baste suru korechi? Sarata din buker modhye ekta jwaala niye katalam.

Adhir hoye opekhya kortam kobye Rahulda aasbe. Aami jeno ekbar chokher dekha peleyi santi petam. Bujhtam eta aamar ek tarafa bhalo basha. Ei bhalobashar parinam je oti bhayanak bujhtam tobu mone mone aami Rahuldar swapno dekhtam. Aamar Rahuldar proti prem jeno din din bere jete laglo. Kintu Rahulda ekbarer jonnyo o ei kalo meyer dike phire takalo na.