Aalor Kahini

Aamar sorir e tokhon aagun jwolche, chokh mukh kaan naak diye garam aava beroche. Aamar haath Rahuler maatha tike chepe dharaar chesta korche. Rahul ebar aaro niche namblo. Aamar navir upor chumu khelo aar jeev dhukiye dilo aamar navir bhetor. Aamar sara sorir kempe uthlo, komor nijer thekeyee bichanar theke uthe gelo. Rahul ek haath diye aamar buke rekhe alto bhabey chepe rakhlo aamake. Tar por dheere dheere aamake upur kore suiye dilo. Ami balish tike mukhe guje suye roilam.

Rahul ebar aamar pithe jeebh diye chaat te laglo aar chumu khete laaglo. Aamar sthir hoye suye thakte bhison asubidha hochhilo. Gola diye ekta gonganir awaj berochilo. Rahul aamar komor aar paacha chumu khete laglo, aamar kemon sarir er modhey aanchan kore uthlo. Rahul aamar paacha tipey, dui haath diye ektu phaak kore aamar pachar khaje chumu khelo. Aami aabar kempe uthlam. Rahul aamar daan payer uru te chumu khete laglo aar dhire dhire jeebh diye chaat te laaglo. Daan pa er hatoor pechone chumu khelo aar tar por chumu khete khete payer gorali te pouche gelo. Sara sorir aamar abosh hoye jachhe ekta adbhut anubhuti te, ekta natun anubhuti, ekta misti anubhuti, ekta pran jurono anubhuti.

Rahul ebar aamake soja kore suiye dilo, aamar daan payer payer pataye chumu khelo, payer angule chumu khelo tar por e payer buro angul ta niye mukhe purey chusta laglo. Aar aami shojhyo korte parlaam na, ekta chitkar berolo gola diye aar uthe boshar chesta korlam, kintu Rahul jeno prostut chilo aamar protikriyar jonno, aamake haath diye chepe rakhlo aar aamar dike taakiye haaslo. Daan pa chere ebar Rahul aamar baam pa ti te chumu khete suru korlo. Aamake chepe suiye rekhe baam payer buro aangul ti chuslo, aamar gola diye jore jore awaj berochilo.

Payer pata theke suru kore baam paye chumu khete khete aamar jaang er kaache chumu khete laaglo. Aamar pa dutoke ektu phaak kore aamar jaang e chaat te lag lo aar chumu khete laaglo. Aamar joni or chokher saamne. Rahul ekta haath bariye aamar joni chulo. Aamar peter modheye jeno hazar projapoti ure berate laaglo. Gola diye jore jore gonganir awaj berote laaglo. Golar awaj ta jeno triptir gongani. Aabar naake jouno gondhe bhore gelo. Neshate chokh gulo bujhe gelo.

Rahul ebar tar mukhta aamar jonir kache niye giye jeebh diye chete dilo. Or garom niswas aamar joni, janghe anubhab korlam, bolir paathar maton kempe uthlam, Gola diye aar ekti chitkar ber holo, sohager chitkar. Rahul aamake chepe rekhechilo, komor narrate parchilam na. Rahul aamar uru dutoke uthiye taar kandhe rakhlo aar dui angul diye aamar jonir thoth duto alga kore, or jeevh ta dhukiye dilo aamar jonir modhey. Aami kukiye uthlam, aar pa dutoke ekotro korar chesta korlam kintu upaye chilo na, Rahul aamar pa dutoke uru r kache chepe dhore phaak kore rakhlo. Rahul or jeev diye aamar jonir bhitore emon bhabe naarate laaglo jeno aamar joni ekta chobi aar or jeev ta ekta ronger tuli, jetaa chobitike sundor kore rong kore jaache. Aamar sorir er modhey takhan ekta jhor boye jachhe, sanghatic jhor, ja sab kichu ke uriye niye phelche.

Gola diye kirokom awaj berote laaglo, aami thakte na pere bhul bhal bokte laaglam, “ He Rahul, he... na aar na please Rahul..... kore jayo, kore jayo.... aar parchi na sona....please.... he, he..... themo na Rahul ...uughhh.”

Rahul takhono aamar joni chuse jachillo. Rahuler jeev aamar jonir sob aanache kaanache ghure jeno lukono guptodhan khuje jaache, aar aamar sorrier jhorer tibrota aaro baarche. Aami bichaanar chador tike aakre dhore aachi jaate ei jhore ure na jai. Paarlam na aar sojhyo korte. Ekta pousachik awaj aamar buker bhitor theke beriye gelo. Ki kore jeno aami nijer sorir ke dumre muchre aamar komor ta ke bichanar theke uthiye kempe uthlam. Sorirer modhey jeno mone holo ekta baandh jeno phete giyeche aar tar sob jol aamar jonir theke beriye jaache.

Rahul takhone aamar uru doto ke chepe rekhe aamar jonite or mukh dhukiye chuse jachhe, aamar sorir er sob ros jeev diye chete khachhe. Eliye porlam aar koyek khoner jonno jeno aamar aar kono bodh sokti chilo na. Jokhon aabar gyan phirlo dekhi Rahul aaste aaste uthche, aamar paase ese aamar kopaler aar sorrier ghaam muche dichhe. Or mukhta ki saanto, ki sundor, dristi te bhalo basher chaoni. Aami Rahul ke du haath diye aamar buker modhye tene nilam. Rahul o aamake joriye suye porlo. Takhono aami jore jore niswas nichhilam. Mone mone bhablam, ei ki sworger sukh? Eto khon ki aami sworge chilam? Rahul ke aaro jore buker modhey chepe dhorlam. Ei bhabe suye thaklam kichukhan, jatokhon na aamader dujonar niswas sadhran na holo.

Takhono aamar jer kaate ni. Kampa kampa golaye bollam, “Rahul, ye tumi aamake ki kore diley. Eto din jaantam, joni chosa ba baara chosa ekta nongra kaaj, eta korte nei, kintu tumi je aamake sworge niye gele go, aamake sworge niye gele.”

Rahul aamar pithe haat bolate bolate kopale aar gale chumu khelo. Kaner loti te jeev diye ektu chete dilo, aar aamar kaner kache mukh rekhe bollo, “Sonamoni aamar, tumi aamar darling, tumi aamar praan. Tumiye aamar sobkichu, tumi aamar debi. Tomake pujo korar aar to kono montro aami jaani na, tai ei bhabei aami tomake pujo korbo.”

Dui haath pa diye Rahul ke joriye aamar buker upor tene nilam. Aamar haath diye or kaandh joriya dhore chilam aar pa duto diye or uru duto chepe chilam. Rahul aamar buker upor suye, aamake joriye dhore aaste aaste aamar sara mukhe chumu khachillo. Ki bhaloi na lagchilo. Kono duschinta nei, kono mone kosto nei, mon ta jeno pakhir moto aakashe swadhin bhabe ure choleche.

Hotath ter pelaam, Rahuler baara ta aamar dui jang er modhye sokto hoye dhaaka marche. Garam hoye aache baara ta. Moner bhitor aabar kemon jeno ekta uttejona choriye gelo. Ekta haath aalga kore aami Rahul er baara ta dhorlam. Mone kono lojja nei, kono bhoy nei. Baara ta niye aamar jonir dwar er kaache niye ghoshlam. Rahul aamar dike takiye aache. Rahul ke kaampa, dhora golaye sudhu bollam – ‘ekhon’.

Rahul or baara ta aamar jonir upor ghoste suru korlo, aamar jonir rosh or baaratake bhijiye dilo, kemon pichol pichol lagchilo. Or baara ta dhore aamar jonir bhetor sothik bhabe rekhlam. Rahul ebar aaste aaste chaap dite suru korlo. Rahul er baara ta jeno aaste aaste aamar jonir bhitor dhukte suru korlo. Uphh.. ki garom, sokto, mota baara.... aamar ektu ektu betha o laagchilo, du ek baar kukiye uthechilam. Rahul tao na theme chaap bariyei jachhilo. Ardhek baara dhokar por o thamlo. Dujone oi bhabeyi kichukhon thaklam.

Aami jokhon nijeke aabar sambhle niyechi, chokh khule Rahuler dike taakalam. Rahul bhujlo aami theek aachi. Ebar Rahul jore ekta dhaakka diye tar puro baarata dhukiye dilo. Aami aabar ektu bethaye kukre uthlam. Rahul aamake joriye dhore aamar upor chup chap suye thaklo. Du teen minute por jokhon bujhlo aamar aar kono kosto hochhe na, Rahul aaste aaste thap maarte suru korlo. Aamar sorir jeno paripurno bhabe bhore gelo. Rahuler baara ti jeno aamar jonir guha te dhukhe guha tike bhore dilo, aamio Rahuler thap maarar taale taal milye komor uthiye okey sahajyo korte laaglam.

Aamar sorire aabar ekta jhor boite suru korlo. Pa duto diye or komor ta joriye dhorlaam aar komor uthiye aami aaro chaap dite suru korlam. Rahuler thap aar aamar komorer dolanir taal jeno ek hoye ekta madhur sur toyri korchilo. Aamra dujone jeno eki chonde naach chilaam. Rahul aamar dudh duti te kakhono chumu khachillo, kokhono haath diye jore jore dalai malai korchilo, aabar kakhono chushchilo.

Aamader goti dhire dhire bere jaachillo. Aamar sorrier jhor er baig aaro tibro hote suru kore diyeche, aar aami thaakte paarchilam na. Rahuler buker bhitor aamar mukh rekhe, ur buker lom gulo te ghosh chilam. Or dudher bota ta mukhe niye daant diye ekta kamor bosiye dilam. Rahul ekta hunkar diye taar thap er goti jeno dwigoon bariye dilo. Aamio aamar haath diye aaro jore or kaandh chepe dhorlaam aar pa diye or komor aaro sokto kore aakre dhorlam. Aamar jonir sob koti muscle jeno ek ek baar or baara tike chepe dhorchee aabar chere dichhe.

Rahul ebar jore ekta thap mere aamar sorrier upor eliye porlo. Aamar peter bhitor anubhab korlam ekta garam taral rosh pichkirir phoarar maton chite porlo. Rahuler Baara ta o kempe uthlo du teen baar. Rahuler garam birjo ras beriya gelo aamar bhitore, aamio aar thakte paarlam na, aamar sorrier o baandh bhenge gelo. Rahuler kandhe kaamre, pithe nokher aachre chepe suye thaklam. Aamader dujonar rosh mishe aamar jonir theke aaste aaste goriye porte laaglo. Sorir ta aabar pakhir maton urte laaglo, aabar aami sworge pouche giye chilam. Kichukhon aamra ei bhabey dujon dujonke joriye suye chilam. Kokhon je Rahuler baara ta aamar jonir bhetor theke beriye giye chilo ter pai ni.

Swas-prashaws shabhabik jokhon holo, aami uthe boslam. Rahul aamake charam sukh diyeche. Dekhlam Rahuler baara ta ektu choto aar naram hoye aache, aamader prem roshe ekhono bheja. Bina ghennaye, bina didhaye aami Rahuler baara tike dharlam aar aamar maatha ta baarar dike niye giye jeev ber kore chaat te laaglam. Rahul ebar uthe bosar chesta korlo, kintu aami or buke haath rekhe suye thakte bollam.
Rahul er dike takiye bollam, “Aami kakhono karo baara chusi ni, Jodi kichu bhul kori, sikhiye diyo.”

Rahul, dui haath diye aamar maatha ta tule, prem bhora madhur golaye bollo, “Aalo, aamar sweet heart, aamar priotoma, jeta tomar pachondo noy, seta korte hobe na.”

Aami sohager swore bollam, “Na Rahul, aami korte chai, aami tomar baara chuste chai, Aami tomake sukh aar aananda dite chai, theek se rakam, je rakam tumi aamake diyecho.”
Ei boley, aami aabar or dui payer majhe aamar maatha ta niye gelam. Haath diya Rahul er baarata dhore, gorar theke math porjanta jeevh diye chaatlam. Tar por baaratar upor haath diye upor nich naarate suru korlam. Aabar gota baara ta chatlam. Tatokhoney Rahuler baarata phule, sokto hoya jeno saaper phonar maton daariye giyeche. Khub bhalo laaglo dekhe. Aami Rahul ke uttejiti kore diyechi. Aami jeev diye baara tir topatike chaat te laaglam, aar aasteaaste thoth lagalam.

Ebar topatir upor nijer mukh khule dhukiye dilam. Aamar jeno puro mukhtai bhore gelo. Jeev ghorate laaglam topatir charidike. Rahuler pa duto jeno kaampchilo aar o triptir awaj ber korchilo gola theke. Rahul taar haath duto diye aamar maatha dhorlo aar aaste maathata chepe baaratike aaro mukher modhye dhokate chesta korlo. Aaro utshaho pelam. Aamio aaro jatota paari baara tike mukhey niye maatha upor nich korte laaglam. Aamar jeev diye baarar gaye ghoste laaglam, thoth duto ke chepe rakhlam baaratir upor. Hotath baara ti aamar gola porjonto pouche gelo aar aami ekta ooaak diye uthe porlam.

Rahul takhon chintito dristi te aamar dike takaiye. Aami muchki hese, aabar baaratike dhore mukher modhey niye chuste laaglam. Rahul aalto bhabe taar haath ta aamar maathate raakhlo aar chuler modhey aangul diye khelte laglo. Puro baara ta kichutey mukher modhey dhokate paarchilam na. Jatota paari, baara ta mukhey niye chhaatchilam aar chuschilam. Aami jeno ekta natun khelna peyechi, aamar nijer khelna, misti ekta suswadu khelna. Moner sukhe aami Rahuler baarata dhore, chuse jhachi, Rahul tripti bhora golay sudhu awaj kore jachhe.

Bujhte parchilam Rahul aar dhore raakhte paarbe na. Theek tokhon Rahul aamar maathate jore dhore tene tullo aar aamake ulto kore suyiye aamar upor or sob birjyo phele dilo. Aamar buker upor, dudur upor, aamar peter upor or birjyo ras chikchik korte laaglo. Aami o ekta triptir haasi haaslam, aangul diye buker theke ektu garam birjyo niye gondho suklam aar tarpor birjyo makhano aangulta mukhe diye chuslam. Rahuler dike takiye biggyer mato maatha nere bollam, “hum... kharap to noy, swad ta to bhaloi ....” aaro kichu birjyo dudu aar peter theke aangule maakhiye, mukhey diye jeeb diye chhaatlam...aar bollam, “kintu er por aar ek phota tomar ras baire phelte debo na, hoi aamar guder bhetor chai, na hole aamar mukher modhey chai bujhley.”

Rahul dui haath diye joriye aamake tar buker modhey tene nilo. Aamar sorir er makha birjyo or sorireo makha makhi hoye gelo. Sukhe aanonde takhon aamar pran puro puri tripto. Aamar bor aamake aador koreche, aamar Rahul, aamar swami. Kono lajja jeno aar aamar modhey chilo na. Rahuler mukh dekheyo bujhlam o tripto, or chokhey ekta bhalo basar dristi, aamar dike takiye aache. Gala joriye chumu khelam.

Ki kore je somoy paar hoye giyechilo ter pai ni. Ghorite dekhi saare charte beje giyeche. Aamader pherar somoy hoye giyeche. Dujoney annichha sohokaare uthlam, bathroom e giye parishkar holam, jama – kapor pore baari pherar jonnyo toiri holam. Aar ek bar joriye du jon dujonke chumu khelam, aar guest house er kutir theke beriye rickshaw dhore stationer dike raona dilam.

Hotath Rahul aamar haathta chepe aamake bollo, “Aalo, bhalo kore nazar rakho to, kono medical shop pau kina.”

“Keno, ki holo tomar?” Jigyesha korlam.

Rahul gambhir bhabe bollo, “ekta sanghatik bhool hoye giyeche, aamra kono protection na niyei......... tai tomake ekta oshud ......”

Bhari moja lagchilo Rahuler bhoy dekhe, aamar jonnyo chinta dekhe. Heshe phelam.
Bollam, “Porikolpanati kar?”

“Aamra aabeger maathey bheshe giye chilam.” Rahul uttor dilo.

“Sottyo ke maano, pratham theke sob porikalpana aamar. Tomake to chokhe aangul diye dekhaleyo tumi dekhchile na,” aami haste haste bollam, “Tumi sottie ekta tube light, tube light jemon ek baare jwole na, du teen bar jhilik mere tarpor jwole, tumio ek bare kichu bojho na.”

Rahul takhono gambhir bhabe aamar dike takiye bollo, “Tomar kotha aami sob maani, aami prothome ekdom bujhte pari ni tomar moner kotha, kintu eta to mano je aamra bina protection e sex korechi?”

Rahuler mukher bhab dekhe aar or kotha sune aamar aabar haasi peye gelo. Or kaner kache mukhrekhe, bollam, “Buddhu, eta o aamar porikolpona. Gato soptahe jokhon tumi aamader baari te eshechile, takhoni aami theek kore rekhechilam je aamra dujone sex korbo. Aar sei anujaei aami sedin theke ‘birth control pill’ khachhi. Kono chinta koro na. Kichhu hobe na. Aar tao Jodi aami pregnant hoi, khusi mone tomar saathe paliye jabo.”

Rahul nischinto hoye aamar haath ta chepe dhorlo.

Aamra statione pouche ticket kete train er protikhya korte laaglam.
Aami takhon Rahul ke bollam, “Aapatato jato din tomar chute aache, aamra roj sokale dekha korbo, ekta hotel bhara kore sara din ta okhane thaakbo, tumi aamake roj ei rokom aador korbe, bhalobasbe. Mone rakhbe aami tomar bou. Sudhu raat tuku aamra aalada thakbo.” Ektu theme aabar bollam, “Aami nirlajjo, sudhu tomakey chai, sampurno bhabe tomake chai.”

Rahul aamar haathe haath rekhe chepe dhorlo aar bollo, “Aamio aar tomake chere thakte parbo na. Tumi je aamar bou, aamar pran, aamar sob kichu. Aami tomar buddhu tube light bor.” Dujone haath dhora dhori kore dariye roilam. Kichukhon por train aaslo aar aamra train e kore Kolkata phirlam.

Sedin chilo sanibar, theek korlam sombar din aabar aamra dekha korbo karon, rabibar din dada aar chordar Rahul der baari jabar kotha. Rahul aamakeo tader baari jete bolechilo kintu aami bollam, “na, aami tomake dekhle thakte parbo na, Jodi keu ter peye jaey?”

Rahul ke bojhalam je aapatoto aamra jemon aachi temon thakbo, bhobishoter kotha porey chinta korbo. Sediner maton aamra je jar baari pherot gelam.

Baari giye, khaaoa daaoar por nijer ghore suye suye sara din er madhur muhurto gulo jeno aabar choker saamney bhastey laaglo.... aagghhhh .... aapna aapni sorire jeno ekta jhar boye gelo. Bor er aadar je ki triptikor, boley bojhano jaye na. Sarthok aamar naari jibon. Aamar mone jeno aar kono dhukho nei, nei kono glaani. Pas balis tike buker modhey joriye ghumiye gelam.

Parer din Rabibar, baba baari toirir kaaj dekhte beriye gelo, borda, chorda aar Shyamal, Sodepur, Rahul der baari gelo. Ma aar aami ekla baarite roilaam. Dupure Madhu di aar Dipti aaslo, sobai miley chaade giye boslam. Madhu dir biye thik hoye giyeche, taakey niye ektu thaata korlam. Madhu di o besh khola moneyi chilo, haste haste bollo, “toder barite tor dursamparker ek bon–po aase na, dekh na Jodi parish to Diptir saathe aalap koriye de na, Dipti ta mone hoi or premey poreche.”

Dipti songe songe protibad korlo, “Didi ki hochhe.” Mukhta dekhlam laal hoye giyeche.
Aamar o bhison hingsha hochillo moner bhitor. Kintu ora dujon takhon eke apor ke dhore mukh chaapa chaapa korche. Nijeke samble nilam.
Madhu di takhono boley jachhe Dipti ke, “Aacha tui bolish ni, ‘cheleta ki handsome’, bol?”
“Seta kono dosher?” Dipti palta uttor dilo, “Ma to paarle tor songe biye ditto, nehat tor biye thik hoye giyeche tai.”
“Ota to aamar durbhagya, kintu tui to cheletike dekhe haa kore swapner duniya te naach chilli.” Madhu di haste haste bollo.
“Besh korechi ja”, Dipti besh ragoto bhabei bollo.
Madhu di tao chaarar patro noi, bollo, “Sedin tui aamake bolli na, ‘Aami aamar bor thik oi cheletir maton khujbo.’aaro anek kichu bolechili, bolbo.”
“Didi please.” Ebar haath jor kore anurodher sur e bollo Dipti.

Aamar oder jhogra ta dekhe hingsha o laagchilo aabar moja o laagchilo. Aaro mone ekte jeno sanghatik bhorsha aaslo, Rahul aar kono din aamake chere debe na. Hingsha ta kome gelo.
Bollam, “Madhu di, or naam Rahul, Bangalore e HAL e chakri kore. Aamar babar Jethtuto boner chele. Aami bhalo kore jaani o ekti meyeke bhalo baashe.”

Madhu di omni bole phello, “Ja baba... Dipti tor kopale aar cheleti jutlo na.... aar Jodi jotey to toke sotin niye ghar korte hobe.” Bole jore jore haste laaglo.

Dipti ebar sottiee khub rege gelo aar uthey jete jete bollo, “Besh korbo, tor borer pechone to laagi ni, aar tor borer theke o dekhte aanek bhalo.”

Madhu di takhono hese jaachilo.
Bollam, “Modhu di, tumio paaro. Raagiye dile to.”
Madhu di bollo, “Tui janish na, Dipti aamake nije bolechey ‘Didi, dekh na re Aalo di ke boley, cheletar songe aalap kora jaye kina, kemon rajputtur er maton chehara, kemon ekta nijer upor attyobiswas’, ek bar dekheyi ekebare lattu.”

Aami bhison ekta gorbo anubhab korlam Rahuler ruper prosongsha sune. Mone mone bollam, ‘Rahul ke to aami joy kore niyechi, aar tomader haate aaste dichhi na.’
Madhu di ke bollam, “Rahul to chuti te esheche, mone hoi ek maas por pherot choley jaabe. Toa Jodi aashe aamader baari, chesta korbo Diptir saathe aalap koriye dite.”

Golpo gujob kore dupur kete gelo. Du jone miley oder barite gelam, Diptir saathe aabar boslam. Dipti takhon thanda hoye giyeche, bollo, “Aalo di, tumi didir kothaye kaan dio na.” Aamio bollam, “Dipti, tui Jodi boleyo thakis, dosher ki, sotti sotti Rahul dekhte jemon bhalo, or shobhab o bhison bhalo. Or modhey ekta confidence aache, jaar jonno o safal hoi sob kichu te. Ta chara, dada, chorda ke o Rahul jor kore bhalo bhalo chakrir parikhay boste anuprerona jugiyeche.” Keno jani na, aamar Rahuler sombondhey bolte khub bhalo laagchilo. Dipti o mugdha hoye sunchilo.

Er po? Er por, Roj aamra sakal sakal baari theke beriye sahore, ba sahor theke ektu dure kono ekta hotel ghar bhara kore sarata din katatam. Roj aamra eke opor ke aadore aadore bhoire ditam. Golpo kortam. Sex kortam. Sex je ato aanonder hoi jaantam na. Rahul aamake sex er boi, jaate chobi aar golpo aache, ditto, aamio seguli portam aar dujone miley sei rakam bhabe chesta kortam sex korte. Aamra Kamasutrar boi o porechi. Anek kichu aamra experiment kortam. Natun sobdo ba bhasha sikhlam, baara, chodon, gud, thaap maara, mai, magi, dhon, ittayadi. Aamra oral sex eo potu hoye gelam.

Prothom prothom aami Rahuler baara purota mukhe dhokate paartam na, golaye laagle asubhidha hoto, kintu dheere dheere aami chesta kore, ekhon puro baarata mukhe niye chuste paari. Aamar kono lojja ba ghenna nei bolte je aami Rahul er birjyo chuste chuste mukher modhey ber kore de aar jeeb diye naariye, swaad upobhog kore gile khaai.

Aamra anek rakam position e sex kori. Prothom prothom aamie bola jaye uddyog niye bivinno position e sex korechi, jemon ekdin aami Rahul ke bollam chobi dekhe je aaj aami tomar upor bosbo ebong Rahul ke suiye, or baara chuse aaro tight ebong khara kore or baara taake aamar jonir modhey dhukiye, or upor bose giyechilam. Bhison bhalo legechilo natun kichu kore aanado upobhog korte. Aamra 69 position o korechi. Rahul o besh uddyog nite suru korlo.