Aalor Kahini

Dekhte dekhte ekta bachar par hoye gelo. Hotath ek din Dadar naame chithi aaslo, State electricity board e dadake apprenticeship er jonno join korte boleche. Ek bachor apprenticeship er pore chakri. Barite eto din pore jeno ekta khusir khabor peye sabai lafa lafi suru korlo. Dada bolte laglo Rahul er jonnoi ei chakrita sambhab hoyeche. Rahul nije jor kore form bhore chilo dadar jonno. Dada ke study material jogar kore diye chilo parikhya te jaate pass korte pare. Dada, chorda, dui joney Rahuldar khub prosangsha korte laglo. Baba Ma o Rahuldar khub guno gaan korlo. Aamar buker bhitor jeno garbe phule uthlo. Misti niye Dada aar chorda chole gelo Rahuldar bari.

Dadar training Kolkata tei chilo, tai Barir thekei jatayat korto. Dadar chakri hoye jabar por Rahuldar aasa jaoya o kome gelo. Dui maas pore hatath Rahulda aaslo. Haate anek misti. Ballo or o chakri hoye giyeche, tobe Kolkata te noy, Bangalore e. Sune aamar buk phete kanna uthe aaslo. Aami kono rakom nijeke sambhle bathroom e giye khub kandlam. Aar Rahuldar saathe dekha hobe na. Ati koste nijeke sambhle sobar saathe boslam. Se din chilo rabibar, tai sabai barite chilo. Sabai Bikel parjonto hai hai korlo.

Bikele Rahulda, Baba aar ma ke pranam korye, dada aar chordar saathe kola kuli korye Shyamal aar aamar mathaye hath buliye, “choli go Chotto mama aar aamar chotto masi” boley haslo.
Aami jigyesa korlam, “Aabar kobe aasbe?”
Rahulda bollo, “Ekhon to kichu bolte parchi na, tobye ek bochorer modhye noi. Nischinto thako, Chutite aasle, ekhane thik dekha korte aasbo.”

Rahulda chole gelo. Aamar buker bhetor jeno hajar poka kukre kukre aamar haar mangso chibie khachilo. Ati koste nijeke sambhlalam.
Rahuldar kotha mone porlo, jed dhoro, biswas rakho, parbe, aaday karo, mone confidence aano.

Aami nijeke natun bhabe tairi korte suru korlam. Pora sunoy mon dilam. Chatro porate laaglam. Ei bhabe din kat-te laaglo. Majhe majhe Rahuldar chithi aasto Dadar aar chordar kache. Sekhan thekei Rahuldar khobor petam.

Dekhte dekhte bachor ghure gelo. Babar retirement er somay o ghaniye aaslo. Dadar chakri permamant hoye gelo. Baba Ma aamar biye debar jonno uthey pore laglo. Besh koyekta patro pokhyo aamake dekhte aaslo. Sobar mukhe eki kotha, ‘mukhosri khub misti, chok duto bhari sunder, figure o chokh jhalsano, kintooo..... meye bhison kalo.... aar ektoo bete....’ Ma er chinta barte laaglo. Rahuldar swapno ekhono aamar mon e gethe chilo.

Aami 21 bochore pa dilam. Teen ti bachor paar hoye gelo seyi bibhisikhar dupur theke. Dolar saathe aar aamar kono din dekha hoi ni. Ora Asansol chole giyeche.

Dekhte dekhte 3 ti bachor par hoye gelo Rahuler saathe pratham dekha hobar par. Aami o aager theke aanek matured hoye giye chilam. Kintu Rahuler prati durbalota kichutei komye ni. Tobe mone mone thik kore chilam aamar jiboner sab ghatona ek din bolbo Rahul ke. Ha Rahul ke, aar rahulda chinta korte bhalo lagto na. Rahul.... Rahul. Aabar mone bhoy o chilo, Rahul sob sune Jodi aamake grhinar chokhe dekhe? Aami to nosto meye. Sechaye nah holeyo, aar to kumari noyi. Kintu Rahul ke jato tuku aami chinechi, se bhison practical. Hoyto aamake khoma kore debe. Ei sob elo melo chinta niyei aamar din kat chilo, hatath ekdin sakal 9 tar somoy Rahul eshey hazir.

Barite hullor pore gelo. Sobai khub khusi. Aamar buker bhitor anande jeno dhaker kathi baajte suru korlo. Dada aar chorda Rahul ke peye jeno natun jibon phire pelo. Dujonar ee office e jabar taara chilo. Ora Rahul ke bikel porjonto thakte request korlo, ora na phera porjonto. Rahul raaji hoye gelo. Ma aamake jal khabar banate bollo Rahul er jonno. Aami ati utsaher saathe luchi tarkari banate boslam, jeno aanek din por aamar bor phireche, taake seba korar ekta sujog peyechi. Mone mone pranam kore Rahul ke jol khabar dilam. Rahul haaste haaste khelo. Aami aar Shyamal o or saathe khelam. Baba, Dada aar chorda bhaat kheye nilo. Dada aar chorda office e chole gelo.

Aamio aajkal besh kotha bolte sikhe giyechi. Ekta confidence jeno aamake peye bosechilo. Parbo, aami parbo. Rahul er paase bosey aami rahul ke Bangalore kemon sahor, Chakri kemon laagche, kato din chuti ityadi jigyesha korte laaglam. Rahul aamar prosner uttor to dilo kintu aanubhab korlam je o jeno aamake natun bhabe dekhche. Ai Aalo ke jeno er aage kono dino dekhe ni. Tahole ki aami paarchi Rahul er mon kaarte? Anubhab ti mone aasteyi aamar chokhe mukhe jeno ekti bijoyinir haasi phute uthlo. Rahul er jeno aamar saathe kotha bolte ki rakam aswasti hote suru korlo. Thik takhon Shyamal o eshey aamader maajhe boslo. Rahul aabar sadharan bhabhe aamar saathe kotha bolte laaglo.

Baba retirement er aage ekti baari toiri korchilo. Tar kaaj dekhte jaabar kotha chilo. Shyamal o babar saathe jaabe. Rahul ta sune babar saathe jabar kotha bollo.
Ma sune bollo, “na baba, ei garam aar dhulor modhye dupur ta katiye ki korbe. Ekhanei thako, bisram karo.”
Baba o Rahul ke baari tei thakte bollo. Baba aar Shyamal beriye gelo. Aamra teen jone roye gelam baarite, ma, aami aar Rahul. Ma cha kore aamader saathe boslo.

Ma aamar biyer katha tule Rahul ke Kalo aar bête meyer biye debar kato je jaala bolte suru korlo. Hotath Rahul ke ma bollo, “Rahul, tomar to anek chena jaana aache, dekho na baba Jodi tumi ekta bhalo paatro jogar kore dite paaro Aalor jonno. Aami tomake ekta photo o diye debo, dekho na Jodi paaro.”

Rahul haaste haaste, thattar choley bollo, “Dida, Tumi ki Aalo ke jigyesa korecho, o nije kone chele thik kore rekheche kina nijer jonno?”
Ma o haste haste bollo, “Jodi o nije kono chele ke pachando kore thake, tobey aamra haasi mukhe taake jaamai kore niye aasbo.”
Dujone haaste suru korlo, aar aami mone mone ma ke bollam, “Tomar saamnneyi to bosey aache paatro, takei jamai karo na.”

Maathay takhon aamar dustu budhi ghurche, chokhe mukhe dustu haasi. Ek mone Rahul ke dekh chilam aami. Rahul ekbar aamar dike takiye chokh ghurie nilo.

Ma taar raannar kaaj aar ghorer kaaj korte chole gelo. Ami aar Rahul sadharan kotha barta korte laglam. Aabar aamar mone holo Rahul ektu aswasti bodh korche. Mone mone haasi pelo. Maathay dustumi chaplo, aami Rahul er paase giye boslam aar khepabar taale jigyesh korlam, “Ta tumi to aamar jonno bor jogar kore aanbe, nijer jonno ki bou jogar korecho aage?” Chokhe mukhe takhon aamar haasi phutchilo. Rahul aamar dike takiye bollo,
“Aami to na hoi tomar bor khojar daitto nilam, ta tumie na hoi aamar bou jogar korar daitto to nie nao.”
Dujonei heshye uthlam.

Mathay ku budhhi chepechilo. Aami Rahuler haather upor aalga aamar haath rekhe muchki hese bollam, “aar Jodi boli je aami kauke bhalobasi, tahole?”
Rahul o haaste haaste uttor dilo, “Aalap koriye dao, tomar baba maar saathe aami kotha bolchi.”
Maatha nere aami bollam, “Aalap aami tomar saathe koriye dite paari, kintu tomake kotha dite hobe je aapatoto ei kotha tumi kauke janabe na.”

“Ba re ba, Jodi tomar baba ma ke kichu na boli, tara janbe ki kore tomar pachander cheler sambandhe?” haaste haaste Rahul prasno korlo.
Aami uttor dilam, “Aapatato aami chaina je keu januk aamar prem kahinir bepar ta.”
“Keno?” Rahul jante chelo.

“Bolbo tomake, sob bolbo porye, kintu tomake aage aamake chooye kotha dite hobe tumi kauke kichu bolbe na. Gopon rakhbe!” Aami aaste kore bollam.
“Aachha baba kotha dilam.” Rahul aamar mathey haath rekhe bollo.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”

“Hmmm... besh, aasche sombar aamar college khulche, tumi aamar saathe sombar sokal 11 tar somoy college er samney dekha koro. Kauke bolbe na kintu.”
Rahul aamar dike ek aascharjo dristi diye takiye chilo. Tar por bollo, “theek aachey.”

Khusi te aamar buk phete gelo. Aanande Rahul ke jorie dharlam. Mukh theke berie gelo, “Tomake ashesh dhanya baad.”
Rahul ke chere paase boslam. Dekhlam Rahul bhison ekta aswasti bodh korche. Aamar o abastha sochoniyo. Rahul uthye daralo aar bollo, “Aalo, aami ektu chaad theke ghure aaschi, ekta cigarette khabo.” Or golar swar kemon palte giyeche. Ami kichu bolte bhoy pachhilam. Rahul chaad e chole gelo.

Nijer ghore esa boslam. Saara sorir uttejonay kaampche. Aagun niye khela korchilam aami. Sobaike ki purie char khar kore debo aami? Ekta jedh chepe chilo aamar modhey, Aamader mato kalo meyeder keu bhalobase na? Keno. Bhalobasa aaday korbo, Rahuler bhalobasa aaday korbo aami.

Aadh ghanta por Rahul chaad theke neme aaslo. Mone hochhe chokh mukh jal diye dhueche. Kemon jeno bokar mato takachilo amar dike. Ma khete daklo. Aamra khete boslam, ma, aami aar Rahul. Ma Rahul ke tader desher barir galpo sonachillo. Rahul mon diye sunchilo.

Khawa dawar por ma Rahul ke dadar ghore bisram korte bollo. Ma aar ami nijeder ghore gelaam. Aamar ghoom pachhilo na. Sudhu Rahul er mukh ta bhashchilo. Aaj jokhon Rahul ke joriye dhore chilam, aamar doodh duto or buker modhye sackto hoye giye chilo. Rahul ki ter peyechilo? Ki bhabbe aamake? Chi, ota kora ta bodh hoi uchit hoi ni, kintu tokhon aabesher mathaye joriye dhore chilam, okey eka paabo sara din bhebe. Eto tara tari je aami eka Rahuler saathe sara din premik premikar mato katate parbo bhabi ni. Ki korbo sara din? Kothaye Jabo? Ki korye aamar moner kotha okey sonabo? Kichu ekta upaye baar korte hobe.

Bikel 5 ta nagad ma aar aami uthe cha korlam. Ma Rahul ke deke tullo. Rahul haath mukh dhuye aamader saathe cha khete boslo. Takhonee baba aar Shyamal baari pheerlo. Aar kichukhon por chorda aar dada o baari pherot elo. Sobai miley Rahul ke ghire golpo korte laglo. Aami sudhu dur theke sobar chokh bachiye Rahul er mukhta dekhchilam. Saat ta nagad Rahul nijer barir dike raona dilo.

Aami kaache gelam na, bhison mon kharap lagchilo tai. Chaad thekei dekhlam. Aadha andhakare Rahul bujhte parlo na aami okey dekhchi. Bukta jeno phaka hoye gelo, Chokh diye aamar jol goriye porlo. Ghore dhuke hotath aamar maathaey ku budhhi dhuklo, gato kaal aamar period sesh hoyechilo. Ma ke bollam ekta maatha bethar oshudh niye aaschi. Oshuder dokane giye ekta matha bethar oshud aar ek maasher ‘birth control pill’ kinlam. Bari phirlam. Oshud khete suru korlam.

Choyta din.......Ei choyta din jeno kichu tei katchilo na. Somoy jeno aatke aacheye. Tar modhey kata ghaye noon chorate paser barir kakima aaslo. Kakima Rahul ke dekhechilo. Ma ke jigyesh korlo cheleti ke, ma bollo. Kakima bollo cheleti khoob bhalo. Ma o Rahul er prochur prosongsa korlo.

Kakima bollo, “Aamar Madhur biye thikh hoye giyeche, ta na hole tomader boltam Jodi oder jaat bichaar na thaake, sambandho patano jeto.”
Kothata sune aamar hingsate ga jole gelo. Ichhe korchilo chechiye boli, ‘najar debe na Rahuler dike. Chokh gele debo.’

Ma kakimake takhon haste haste bollo, “baloto tomar choto meyer jonno kotha paarte pari.”
Kakima bollo, “Dipti to sobe 18 te porlo. Dui bochor pore biyer chesta korbo. Tato din ki or baba ma apekhya korbe?”

Ma ki bollo sunbar jonno apekhya kori ni, raage,aamar sorir kaamp chilo.Kauke kichu bujhte na diye uthe nijer ghore gelam. Bhison hingsha hochillo.

Emnitey Kakima ra khoob bhalo. Maash aatek holo aamader paase eshechey. Dui meye. Madhu aar Dipti. Madhudi aamar theke ek bachorer baro aar Dipti aamar theke dui bachorer choto. Aamra somoy pele tinjone mile golpo kortam. Kintu aaj jeno oder aamar satru mone holo. Oder aami hingsa korte laglam.

Aboshesheye aamar aapekhya sesh holo. Choy din por protikhito sombar ese hazir holo. Aamar buker modhye ekta chaapa bhoy uki dichillo. Kintu mone ekta uttejonao chilo. Baba ma ke aagei bole rekhe chilam, ete aamar final year. Tai class sesh kore aamra bondhura miley library te notes tairi korbo. Baari firte deri hobe.

Snan sere, ekti kochi kalapata ranger saree pore college jabar jonno toiri holam. 10 tar modhey college e poucholam. Tin tolaye, Common room er ekti janlar paase bosey college er gate er baire najar rakhchilam. Buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Aasbe to..... du charte bandhura eshe chilo, hasi thatta cholchilo, bollam aaj class korbo na, hoi to berobo. Ekti meye jigyesa korlo kothay, bollam dekhi, kothay niye jaye. Sobai haste haste bollo ooooohhhhhh, boyyyy friennnnd.... bhalo, ja ghure aaye.

Egorota bajte paanch minute aagey dekhi taxi thekhe Rahul namche. Aami uthe porlam. Bandhura aamake aatke dilo, jigyesa korlo, “konta re?” Dekhalam, sobai haa kore takiye roilo. Aami doure neeche nemey aaslam. Nijeke ektu sambhle, aaste aaste Rahul er dike egolam. Rahul aamake dekhe jeno ekta pathorer murtir maton darie roilo. Chok duto baro baro kore jeno ekta khub ascharjo jinish deckche.

“Suprobhat Rahul”, bolte bolte aami or dike egiya gelam. Rahul kemon bokar moto amta amta korte laglo. Kache giye aalto dhakka dilam, swapner desh theke o pherot aaslo.
Jigyesha korlam, “Ki holo?”
Nijeke sambhle o bollo, “Na thik aachey, suprobhat.”

Rahul dekhlam edik odik kauke jeno khujche. Tar por aamar dike phire jigyesh korlo,
“Koi kauke to dekhchi na, Kothaye tomar boy friend?”

Aamar haasi pelo, mone mone bollam, ‘ei to aamar paase daarie aache’,
Aar haste haste bollam, “Eto utola hochho keno, sara din to pore aache. Ki, tara huro aache naki?”
Rahul o haslo, kintu kemon jeno hasita... mone hochhe dukher....

Aamar bondhura takhono teen tolar common room er janalar theke haat narachilo. Aami tara tari Rahul er haath dhore haat te suru korlam. Aami aamar aangul gulo Rahuler aanguler bhitor dhukiye haat chilaam. Khub bhalo lagchilo. Jokhon aamader sorir eke opor ke chuchillo, aamar tokhon pa du to kamp chilo. Rahul ke bollam taxi korte, Howrah Botanical garden jabo. Rahul Taxi korlo.

Taxi te bosey, aamar buker bhitor haturi petar maton hritpindo ta cholchilo. Kono kotha bolte sahosh hochillo na. Bhagaban ki hobe, aabar nijei nijeke bollam, nijer mone jor aano, aattobiswas rakho, ja hobey, hok, dekha jabey. Dekhlam Rahul o chup chap aache, kemon jeno boka boka dristi diye bairer dike dekhche.

Botanical Garden e pouche, ekta nirjon jayga dekhe aami boselam ebong Rahul ke o paase boste bollam. Rahul itostoto bhabe paase boslo, ebong chaari dike takiye ki jeno khujte laglo. Kichukhon pore aamake prosno korlo, “Tomar boy friend er kota nagad aasar kotha?”
Mone mone besh bhalo lagchilo, Rahul er abastha dekhe, mone hochillo or modhey jeno ekta irsha bhab uki dichhe. Bollam, “dhoirjo dhoro, jante parbe.”

“Tomar boy friend er naam ki? Aami tao to jaani na.” Rahul ek mone bole gelo.
Aami aaste bollam, “Naame ki jaye aasey.”
Rahul sunlo ki sunlo na bujhlam na, bollo, “Koto din dhore cheno okey?”
“Teen bochor,” Rahuler dike takiye bole phellam.
Rahul bollo, “Teen bochor? Bah! Bhaloi..... Ta, o ki tomake propose koreche na ekhono koreni.”
Aabar aami Rahuler chokhe chokh rekhe bollam, “Na, Na o aamake propose koreche, na aami okey.”
Rahul aamar kotha sune bollo, “ Ati sundor, aajob premik premika tomra... ta ebar ki?”

Ki bolbo thik bujhte par chilam na. Ektu bhebey bollam, “Asole, aamar mone hoy o janeyi na je aami okey bhalobashi, ta chara aami nijeyo nischinto bhabey jaani na o aamake bhalobashey kina.”
Sune Rahul aaschorjo hoye jigyesh korlo, “Taar mane? Tumi ki bolte chao!”
Aami bollam, “Kono dino taake boli ni.”
“Hey Bhagaban! Tahole tumi aamake ekhane ki korote niye eshecho.”

Khoob dhire golaye bollam, “Aaj aami taake sob bolte chai, aami taake bolte chai............ aami tomake bhalo bashi.”
Rahul palta prosno korlo, “Ta hole teen bochor dhore tumi ki korecho?”
“Opekhya........Opekhyae chilam sujoger, okey aamar moner kotha janabar” aaste aaste bollam aami.

Rahul ragoto bhabe bollo, “Tahole aamake keno ekhane deke niye eshecho, Tumi to okey eka dekei sob bolte partey.”

Uthey jachillo Rahul. Haath ta chepe dhorlam aar korun dristi te taakalam or dikey. O aamar dikey takalo, tar por aaste aaste boslo aamar paase.
Bollo, “Kichu ekta problem aachey tai na. Bolo aamake sob khule.”

Aami chup kore chilam kichu khon, hi bhogoban aar koto khule bolbo, kanna pachillo aamar. Chokh diye du phota jol o goriye porlo. Rahul haath uthieyo namiye nilo.

Aami chokh mucheye matha nichu kore bollam, “Tomake to aami sob bollam.” Buker bhitor dukher bojha jeno chepe chilo. Rahuler dike takalam.
O kichu bolche na dekhe bollam, “Aasha kori tumi aamake grhina korbe na.”
Rahul aschorjo hoye bollo, “Ghrina, keno ghrina korbo keno?”
Aami bollam, “Aami je tomake sob bolechi????”
Rahul bollo, “Ha thik aache, aami bujhi tomar feelings tomar boy friend er proti, kintu tomake to okeyo bolte hobe, aar aamar mone hoi na o pachondo korbe kono tritio beckti saamne thakook jokhon tumi okey bolbey.”

Aamar ebar haasi peye gelo aar boley phellam, “Jokhon tomakey bolechi tokhon keu chilo ki?”
Rahul uttor dilo, “Na.”
“Ta hole tritio beckti ti kotha theke aaslo.” Dustumir chole boley phellam.

Bujhlam Rahul aamar kothar matha mundu kichui bujhlo na, bokar moto aamar dike cheye roilo. Tar por bollo, “aami kichui bujhlam na tomar totha.”
Heshe phellam, Bollam, “Cholo khide peyeche, khai kothao.”

Rahuler haath dhore okey tene tullam aar bollam, “Tumi eto bhalo ekta chakri jogar korle ki kore bolo to? Aamar to mone hoi tomar ektu upor tola ta khali aachey.”
“Ki? Aamar intelligence niye prosno korocho?” Rahul o heshe bollo.

Botanical Garden er baireie ekta bhalo restaurant e ek konay phaka ekta jayga dekhe boslam dujoney samnasamni. Aamie Rahul ke kichu jigyesh na kore du jonar moto Khabar order dilam. Rahul chup kore dekh chilo. Khabar diye gelo. Rahul ebar ki bhebe jigyesh korlo, “Tumi ki tomar boy friend ke aaj aaste bolechile?”
Khabar barte barte aami chotto kore utter dilam, “Ha.”
“Kotar somoy aasar kotha or?” Rahul prosna korlo.
Aami bollam, “egarota.”

Rahul ekbar aamar dike takalo, ekbar nijer gharir dike takalo, tar por bollo,
“Tahole kothay o.”
Aami aar thakte parchilam na, bole phellam, “o ekhanei aache.”

Rahul chaari dike takate suru korlo. Restaurant ti te, aamader chara tokhon aar keu chilo na. Kau ke na dekhte peye bollo, “Kothay?”
Nirlajjer mato bole boslam, “Ekhaneye, tumi sottie ekta tube light, aami jake bhalo bashi, se aamar samney bose aache.”

Boley aami chokh buje matha nichu kore bose roilam. Ja hobar hobe, Jodi chole jaye, chole jabe, aami hereye giyechi, Jodi thappor maare, maaruk, aar aamar jiboner kono mullyo thakbe na.

Hotath anubhab korlam or haather chowa, o haath bariye aamar haather upor rekheche. Aami songe songe aamar aangul gulo or aanguler modhye dhukie chepe dhorlam. Aamar chokh diye jol gorie porchilo. Dujoney dujonar dike takalam. Kemon ek advut dristi or, madhur, mayamoy, bhalobasar dristi. Aamar gola diye kono kotha berolo na. Rahul o ek dristi te aamar dike takie roilo, mukhe ekte triptir haasi. Aami ekta haath diye chokher jol muchlam. Aamar sob uttejona, bhoy, buker bhetorer jwala, peter modhyer kochlano, sob santo hoye gelo. Param anande aamar sorir juriye gelo. Aami herey jai ni. Amakeo keu bhalo bashe. Dujone dujonar dike takiye aachi jeno aanek din por dui premik premikar dekha holo. Rahul aamar haath ta dhorei chilo.

Hotath Rahul aamar haath ta aaro jore chepe dhorlo. Mukhe ekta aatonker chaya. Aamar mone holo, or mathaye chinta jegeche aamader dujonar somporko niye, aamra masi – Bonpo. Bujhlam o chinta korche je aamader ei somporko aamader aatiyo ra keu maanbe na, somaj maanbe na, kaau ke aamra aamader somporker kotha bolte parbo na.

Rahuler dike takiye bollam, “Rahul, aami tomar chintar kotha bujhi. Sudhu ekta kotha aamake sotti sotti bolo, aami bête, aamar gayer rong kalo, egulo sottyeo ki tumi aamake bhalo baste paarbe?”

Rahul dui haath diye aamar haath dhore bollo, “aami tomake bhalo bashi karon tumi bhari sundor. Tomar soudorjo ta sudhu tomar chamrar ronger modheyee aache ta noy, tomar soundorjo tomar rokter proti bindute bindute, tomar rhidoye, aar seta dekha jaye tomar chokhe, chok diye goriye berochhe.”

Aami sworge bhaste suru korlam. Bollam, “Ta hole aamader bhobishote ki hobe ta niye chinta kore kono laav nei. Bartoman e thaki aar jiboner aanondo ta niye khusi thaki”
Khabar aamader samney pore chilo, thanda hoye giye chilo. Tai kichu mukhe guje aamra dujone haath dhora dhori kore aabar botanical garden e dhuklam. Aar jeno aamader kono chinta chilo na.