Aalor Kahini

Ei kore kete gelo 35 ta din. Pratiti din aamar kache ekta natun anubhutir din chilo. Roj aamra sex korechi, milito hoyechi, sudhu 5 din baad diye. Majkhane 5 din, jokhon aamar period cholchilo, takhon aamra sex kori ni kintu aamra hotel ghore paasa paasi suye kato na sohager golpo korechi.

Ek din er kotha mone pore, aamra sex kore eke apor ke joriye chilam. Hotath mone pore gelo Rahul prothom din bolechilo o du teen te meyer songeyo sex koreche aar aami thatta kore bolechilam, otheyr songe je bhabe sex korecho aamake dekhao, aami dekhte chai tumi bhalo korte paro kina. Kotha ta mone porate haasi pelo aar Rahul ke bollam, “Aacha Rahul, aaj aami swikar korchi je tumi apoorbo bhabe je kono meye ke paripurno bhabe sex kore tripty dite paro. Tumi aage je du teen ti meyer saathe sex korecho, taara tomake chere dilo ki bhabe aamar maathaye aasche na. Bolo na kaar saathe sex korechile aar taara tomake dhore raakhte parlo na keno.”

Rahul ektu chup kore theke bollo, “Sex, ha sex korechi teen baar, ekti mohilar saathe dui baar, aar annyo mohilar saathe ekbaar. Kintu ei teen baarer sex aar aamra je sex korchi taar modhye aanek parthokyo aache. Oi mohila gulor saathe je milito hoye chilam se gulo chilo sorir er khuda metabar jonnyo. Du joney jaantam aamra aamader jouno khuda metaachi, eke oporer proti kono bhalobasha ba mon bojha bujhir kono chesta chilo na. Duti mohilaye bibahito, swamir saathe bonibona kom, tai barir baire cheleder songo khoje, aar aamra, alpo boyesko cholera, du haath diye sei sujog niyechi. Oi sex kore mone kono daag o kate ni.”

Rahul aaro bollo, “Kintu tomar saathe aami ja ja korechi, nijer chahida metabar theke besi aanondo peyechi tomake aanondo diye. Protiti din moner modhey gethe aache. Tomar kotha sob somoy mone pore, jakhon tumi aamar paase thakona. Er karon, aamra dujone eke oporke bhalobese sex korechi. Tumi o to aage sex korecho, Kau ke bhalobese kore chile na emni korechile? Jodi bhalobeshe kore thako, seta aalada, aar emni furti korar jonnyo kore thakle, seta ki mone kono daag keteche?”

Rahul er dike takiye aamar chokh theke apna apni jol goriye porte laaglo. Rahul chokh muchte muchte bollo, “Ki holo. Ichhe na korle bolo na.”

Aami takhan thik kore niyechilam Rahul ke sob bolbo. Bollam, “Aami jedin kumaritto khuye chilam, seta aamar mon theke kono din o muche jabe na. Kalo ekta bibhisikha hoye saara jibon aamar mone thaakbe.”

Rahul uthe boslo, aamake buker modhey taanlo, bollo, “thak aar bolte hobe na.”

Aami bollam, “Na, bolte dao aaj aamake.” Sob bollam Rahul ke, kichui lukoini. Kandte kandte sob bollam. Dekhlam Rahul er chokhe o jol goriye porche. Rahul aamake buker modhye tene nilo aaro, bollo, “Tumi eto kosto shojyo korecho? Meye hoye ekta meyer sorbonash keu korte pare? Tumi je tao nijeke samle nite perecho etai ekta birat kaaj. Annyo kono meye hole parto na. Tumi boley perecho. Kendo na, aami tomake aar kono kosto shojyo korte debo na.”

Rahul ke sob bolte pere aamar mon tao halka hoye giyechilo. Bollam, “Thik takhon tumi aamar jibone na aisle hoito ki hoto jaani na.”

Rahul bollo, “Aami aabar takhon tomar jibone kakhon aaslam, takhon to aami tomake chintam o na.”

Aami bollam, “Ei ghatonar 5 – 6 din porey to tumi aamader bari prothom aasle, jodio ba ghatonar din 2 aage aami tomake prothom dekhechilam biye barite.”

Rahul hese bollo, “O, takhon thekey ki preme pore chile, ta aage bolbe to, eto gulo din aamra nosto korechi.”

“Isssh, aage bolleye jeno kato bujhte, tube light ekta.” Aami or pechone laaglam.

Sedin aamra aabar sex korechilaam, Rahul sedin aamake bhison aador korechilo. Prochur tripty diyechilo, bolechilo, “purono sob kotha bhule jao, protyek ta manuser jiboney anek ghatona ghote, kichu bhalo, kichu dukhho janak. Bhalo ta mone rekhe jibon katao, dukhherta bisorjon dao.”

Aar ek din er kotha mone pore, sedin o aamra sex kore paasa paasi upur hoye ekta sex er choti boi er golpo porchilam aar chobi dekhchilam. Sekhane ekta chele ekti meyer paacha chudchilo. Chobita dekhe aami bollam, “Tumi ki karo pachha merecho?”
Rahul bollo, “Na.”
Jiggesha korlam, “tomar paacha chudte ichhe kore na?”
Bollo, “Kore.”
“Tahole karoni keno?” prosno korlam.
Rahul bollo, “Tumi betha pabe, Tai.”
“Aaj ek bar chesta kore dekho na. Aami jaani tumi aamake betha debe na.”boley boslam.
Rahul bollo, “Theek aache chesta korbo tobey aaj na.”
Aami tao jiggesha korlam, “Keno?”
Bollo, “Kal vaselin niye aasbo, tarpor chesta korbo, kintu tomake kotha dite hobe betha laagle bolbe, aamra chere debo.”

Parer din Rahul aamar paacha chudlo. Betha ektu peyechilam prothome, ebong Rahul chere dite cheyechilo, kintu aamar modhey sudhu ekta jed chepe chilo, Rahuler manaskamna puron korbo. Bar bar anurodh korar por Rahul aabar khubi dheere dheere aamar ponder modhey or baarata dhukiye diyechilo. Puro baara dhokar por kichukhon opekhya kore thap dite suru korlo. Aamar o besh bhaloi laagchilo, jokhon Rahul uttejito hoye aamar paacha te taar baara diye thap maarchilo. Thap er goti o jore kore chilo aar ek haath diye aamar dudh tipchilo aar aar ek haather aangul diye aamar joni te dhukiye khelchilo. Sesh porjonto dujoney khub enjoy korechi.

Rahul sob somoye kheyal rakhto aamar kono asubidha hochhe na to.

Ek din aamra madhu makha makhi kore dujon dujonar sorir chete poriskar kore diyechilam. Ughh, ki madhumoy chilo sedin.

Dekhte dekhte chuti praye sesh hote aaslo Rahuler. Rahul aamake aaro aakre dhorlo. Bujhlam or moner kotha. Chinta kore dekhlam somoy hoyeche okey aabar bojhanor. Chuti sesh hobar din panchek agey, aamra sex kore klanto hoye suye chilam. Aamar maatha or buker upor, ekta haath diye aamar peethe o dhore chilo. Aami bollam, “Rahul, aami tomake ekta kotha bolbo, mon diye puro kotha ta sono kemon.” Uthey boslam. “Rahul, aamra dujoneye dujon ke bhison bhalobashi, tumi aamake tomar puro hridoye diye balobaso, aamio tomake aamar puro pran diye bhalobashi. Kintu aamader ekta birat samosya aache, aamra dujon aatiyo, maasi – bonpo, hoyto dursomporker kintu tao aatiyo. Aamader milon keu kono din mene nebe na, baroncho ekta kutshit, nongra naam diye aamader dikey grhinar chokhe takabe. Ainoto bhabeo aamra biye korte parbo na, karon ainer chokheo eta be-ainee.”

Ektu chup kore theke aabar bollam, “Aamra hoyto paliye jete paari, kintu paliye o aamra kothaye jabo, prothomato tomar chakri, seta nosto hoye jaabe, tomar career nosto hoyejaabe, aar aami ta soite parbo na. Dwitioto, aamra jekhaneye paliye jaai na keno, khakhono na khakhono, keu na keu, theek aamader khuje paabe, sekhetre aamra badhyo hobo natun sahore paliye jete, ebong natun chakri khujte hobe. Seta praye asombhob hoye daarabe. Aaro ekta kotha, aamra aamader chele meyeder ki bolbo aamader aatiyoder sombondhey jokhon ora baro hoye jigyesha korbe?”

Rahul kichu bolte jaachillo kintu aami okey thamiye bollam, “Rahul, aami tomake bolchi na je tumi aamake bhule jao, uporontu aami tomake bolbo, aamake kono din o bhulye jeyo na, sudhu aamra aaro satorko hoye milito hobo, jaate kaak pokhiyo ter na paye. Aamra eke apor ke bhalo beshe jabo, kintu aamader bhalobasar kotha prithibir keu jaante parbe na. Tumi chutite Kolkata e jokhon aasbe, takhon aabar aamra dujon milito hobo, eke aporke aadore aadore bhore debo, jemon ei kodin korechi, sundor, madhur bhalobashaye.”

Aaro bollam, “Aami tomake bhison bhalobashi, I love you, aami, aamar hridoyer bhetor theke tomake bolchi, aami tomake swami rupe aamar hridoye sthan diyechi, aar sekhan theke kono din o tomake soraabo na. Somoyer kale, hoyto aamader dujonaari samajik bhabe biye hoye jaabe onnyo karo saathe. Tomar sei bou ke o bhalobasbe, strir marjoda debe. Kintu sobsomoy mone rakhbe aami tomar prothom pokher bou. Ebong aamra lukiye, sakoler chokhe phaki diye milito hobo, aamar swaarther jonno. Aamar baachha chaai, tomar baacha.”

Rahul kichu bolar aagei bolegelam, “Aami ja bolchi bojhar chesta koro. Mone koro na je ei bhabe thaakte aamar kono dukhwo ba kosto hochhe na, bhison kosto hochhe ebong hobeyo, kintu onnyo kono kichu aamra Jodi kori taa holey aaro asubidhar modhye porte hobe, aaro bhoyabhoyo paristithi hobey, aamader bhalobasha nosto hoye jaabe. Rahul, please sona aamar, kotha dao aamake, aamar kotha raakhbe, aamar sona, darling aamar.....please.......” aami kende phelechilam.

Rahul o kende chilo aamake joriye. Aamake aanek bhabe bojhate chesta korechilo, kintu aami aamar chintadharae atoot chilaam. Rahuler kaach theke kotha aadaye korlam je aami ja bollam, Rahul sei bhabei cholbe, sob kothai maanbe.

Rahul er chutir sesh char din, aamader milon ek adbhut chilo, aamra kendechi, aamra aanonde hesechi, eke aporke pranpon aakre dhorechi, dujonei khub aanondo korechi, aabar dujonaari buke jeno shool bidhe jaoar betha anubhob korechi, aamra aamader phele aasa dingulor kathaa bolechi, aamra jeno duti bhindesher paakhi, milito hoyechi, aabar nijer jagate phirte hochhe. Aamader dujonar bondhon emon ekta ganthe porinato hoyechilo je prithibir keu sei bondhon khulte paarbe na.

Sesh porjonto Rahul cholegelo Bangalore. Aami aar statione jai ni okey biday jaanate. Aamra taar ager din bikelei bidaaye janiechilam.

Rahul, dada aar chordake chithi likhto. Eki khame, aamakeo dui – charta line likhto, sadharan kemon aacho, bhalo aachi ittyadi, chobi pathato or. Aar aami, lukiye, aalada kore chithi likhtam, aamar dustumi bhora lekhagulo okey uttejito kore dito. Rahul aamake tar phone number diye giye chilo. College er kaache, ekta telephone booth theke okey phone kortam. Onek khon dhore kotha boltam.

Ek bochor por Rahul aabar chuti te aaslo. Aabar aamra aager sundor madhumoy din gulo jeno phire pelaam. Aabar aamra milito holam, aabar aamra sex korlam, aabar aamra dujon dujonke jeno natun kore bhalobashlaam. Rahul er chuti sesh holey, aabar aamra ekla hoye gelam.

Graduation er por aami ekta primary school e chakri o peye gelam.

Aaro ek bachor por aamar jakhon 23 bachor boyish, aamar biye thik hoye gelo ek byabsaeer saathe, boyoshe aamar theke baaro bochorer baro, kintu jehetu aar kono patro paowa jachillo na, baba ma sekhanei thik korlo. Ta chaara anek taka o dilo baba, dowry hisebe. Rahul ke sob bollam aar bollam je okey aamar biyete aastei hobey. Rahul eshechilo, kotha rekhechilo.

Saat maas por Rahul aabar chutite aaslo, ek maser jonno. Aami o school theke chuti nilam, barite jaanalam na. Aabar aamra milito holam. Ebar aar aami kono garvo nirodhok oshudh khelaam na. Rahul ke bollam, aami ma hote chai. Aamra sex kore gelam, bhalobeshe sex korlam, eke opor ke tripti diye sex korlam. Rahul thatta kore jigyesh korechilo, “ki holo borer kaache baacha chao ni keno.”

Aami uttor diyechilam, “borer kacheye to baacha chaachi, tumiye to aamar bor. Aar jaar saathe aami thaki, se majhe majhe raatre 4 – 5 minute aamar saathe sex kore thikoye, kintu 5 minute er besi dhore rakhte pare na, sob beriye jai. Hoye gele paas phire ghumiye jai. Aamio nischinte ghumoi, tomar kotha bhebe. Porer din oshudh kheye ni. Aar ekhon tomar baachha pete aasley, o khusie hobe.”

Chuti sesh e Rahul Bangalore chole gelo. Aaro ek maas por bujhte paarlam, aami pregnant. Khusite mon bhore gelo. Nischinto hobar jonno, doctor er kaache gelam, sob parikha kore doctor bollo, “Aapni MA hote jaachen.” Porer din Rahul ke phone korar khub chesta korlam kintu line pelaam na. Khub kharap laaglichilo. Maathaye ekta buddhi aaslo, post office e giye Rahul ke ekta telegram korlam “ ‘CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE A FATHER’, your loving wife, Aalo.”

Parer din phone e Rahul ke pelam, Khub khusi Rahul, aamaro bhison aanondo hochhilo. Aanek kotha bollam aamra.

Jotha somoye baaper baarite aami ekti konya sontyan er jonmo dilam. Phuthpute gayer rong, sundor mukhosree, chokhduto baro baro, mayamoy.

Aamar Meye dekhte aamader aase paaser lokera esechilo. Aamader aager parar lokerao eshechilo. Tar modhey ek din Dipti aar or ma o eshechilo. Diptir bon, Madhu dir biye aageye hoye giyechilo. Kakima bollo je Diptir jonno ora chele khujche. Aamar ki mone holo, bhablaam, Rahuler biye Diptir saathe deywa jai na? Ek phake Dipti ke eka peye bollam, “Ki re, Rahul er kotha ekhono mone pore?”

Dipti lojja peye bollo, “Ki je bolo na tumi Aalodi.”

Aami bollam, “Ekhono Rahul eka, or baba ma patri khujhe, bolbo ki?”

Dipti bollo, “Issssh, tomar Rahul jeno aamake pochondo korte choleche.”

Aami hese bollam, “Jodi pochondo kore?”

Dipti hotath aamar haath dhore bollo, “Aalo di, Jodi tumi paaro Rahuler saathe aamar biye dite, tahole saara jibon aami tomar kaache kritogyo thakbo.” Dekhi or chokhe jol. Bhison maya holo.

Bollam, “Tui mone mone Rahul ke bhalobashish tai na? Sotti kore bol, lojjar kichu nei.”
Dipti aamake joriye dhorlo. Mukhey kichu bolte paarlo na.

Raatre kothay kothay ma ke bollam, dekhona Rahuler baba ma er saathe kotha bole, Diptir saathe Jodi Rahuler Biye ta hoi.

Emonie sonjog, je dui din por, Monjula di, arthaat Rahuler ma aamader baari aaslo. Maajhe maajhe Rahuler ma er aageo eshechen. Ebar esheche aamar meye dekhte. Sundor ekta sonar bala dilo aamar meyeke. Mone mone bollam, tomar naatni ke aashirbad korley. Manjula di, na, naam dhore daakte kirokom laagche, baroncho boli Rahuler ma aamar ghore bosey ma er saathe golpo korchilo. Kothay kothay bollo je Rahuler biyer chesta korche. Ma kichu chinta kore bollo, “Monjula, ekta kotha bolbo, tora ki nijeder jaat chaara biye dibi na?”

Rahuler ma bollo, “Na na Kakima, aamra sotti kotha bolte ki, kono jaat paat maani na, aamra ekta bhalo sundor meye khujchi, tomar chena jana aache naki keu?”
Ma uttor dilo, “Ekta meye aache, kintu oder jaat aalada. Toder Jodi kono aapotti na thake, kotha bole dekhte paari.” Ma aaro bollo, “Tobe boltey paari, mayeti bhari misti dekhte aar swabhab choritro o khub bhalo. Tor kaka to aabar swajaat chaara cheler biye debe na, taa na hole aami aamar Tushar er saathe biye ditaam.”

“Aami ki kakar saathe kotha bolbo?” Rahuler ma jigyesh korlo.

Ma dirgho niswas phele bollo, “Kono laav hobe na, aami du – teen baar kotha bolechi, kintu tomar kakar ek kotha, ‘Ora aamader jaater noy’, aar ki bolbo bolo.”

Rahuler ma bollo, “Dekho Kakima, bollam to, aamader jaat niye kono aapotti nei. Aamader thikana ta konya pokher kaache diye diyo aar odyer Jodi agrasor hote kono aapotti na thake, aamader sathe jeno jogajog kore.”

Jokhon ei sob kotha batra cholchilo, aamar takhon moner modhey bhison ekta betha jege uthechilo, Rahul aamar Rahul, se Jodi biye kore ta holey je aamar aar ekaar hobe na Rahul. Kintu nijeke saantona dilam, aami to chai Rahul biye koruk, aami jaani Rahul tobu aamake bhalobashbe. Aamake aaro sakto korte hobe mon ke, Rahul ke bojhate hobey, Rahul ke biye korar jonno raaji korate hobe je kono bhaabe.

Du – teen din por ma Dipti der baari gelo. Phire eshey jaanalo, diptir baba ma er kono aapotti nei, baarancho ora du haat diye ei prostab loofe niyeche. Tara jato sighro pare, jogajog korbe Rahuler baba ma er saathe.

Aaro ek maas por Rahuler ma khabor paathalo, je ora dipti ke dekhte aasche, aamar ma aar baba keyo taader saathe jete anurodh koreche. Baacha choto boley aami gelam na.

Dipti der baarir theke phire eshey Rahul er baba ma aamader baari eshechilo. Bollo je oder meye pachondo hoyeche, ekhon sudhu Rahul eshey ekbar meye dekhe jaak aar pachondo karuk, ta holey biye diye debe.

Sedin raatre aami ekta chiti likhlam Rahul ke, mone koriye dilam je Rahul aamake kotha diyeche aami ja bolbo ta sunbe, Rahul ke biye korte bollam, aamar aar diptir ekta chobi chilo, seta pathiye dilam. Bojhalaam okey, bou ke jeno kakhono abohela na kore, bou ke jeno theek serakam bhalobaashe jerakom aamake bhalobaashe. Aami chaai Dipti jeno sukhi hoi, taaholey aami sukhi hobo. Aar biye korleyo Rahul ke likhlam, je aami tao okey chaarbo na, aamra aamader bhalobasha hariye jete debo na. Aami aaro likhlam je aaro baacha chai Rahuler kaach theke.

Ekbar sujog peye phone o korlam Rahul ke. Aabar bojhalam, sesh porjonto kotha dilo Rahul. Dipti ke biye korbe.

Aami aamar baaper baarir thekeye aabar school join korlam karon baacha ke ma dekha suno korto. Aar ektu baro na howa porjonto aamra theek korechilaam aami baper bari tei thakbo.

Rahuler ma khabor paathalo je Rahul dipti ke biye korte raaji hoye giyeche. Rahul naki photo dekheyi biyete raaji hoyeche, nije aar meye dekhte chaay ni aar baba maa er upor chere diyeche. Biyer tarik o thik hoye gelo.

Diptir baba ma aar dipti ek din eshaye nemontonno kore gelo. Ora khub khusi. Dipti aamar haath dhore dhyanno bad jaaniechilo. Aami khusi habo na kaandbo bujhte paarchilaam na. Nijeyi to sotin niye aaslam aamar jiboney.

Ek maas por Rahuler biye hoye gelo. Biyer ek soptaho aage aamra aabar milito holaam. Ekey opor ke bhison aador korlaam. Pran juriye diye aamra jouno khelaye maatlam. Kotha dilam eke aporke, aamra du jon keu kauke chaarbo na, kintu kauke jaanteo debo na aamader bhalobashar kotha.

Rahuler biye hoye galo. Din kuri por Rahul, Dipti ke niye Bangalore choley gelo. Aamar buk ta phaanka hoye gelo.

Dui bochor por Rahul, Bangalore er chakri chere diye Kolkata te airport e chaakri nilo. Ei dui bachorer modheye Rahul teen maas antor antor aamake aager theke jaanie, Kolkata aasto. Aamra milito hotam.

Rahul aamake bolechilo, “Aami Diptike abohela kori na theekoi, kintu mon bhore bhalobasteo pari na. Tobe Dipti ke bujhteo di ni aar Diptir kono chahida apooron rakhi ni. Diptir songe jokhon sex kori, takhon aami sobsomoy bhabee je aami tomar saathe sex korchi. Tobe aekta kotha aami sweekar korchi Dipti aamake bhison bhalobashe. Dipti ke thakaachi bhaable kharap laage.”

Kolkata te aasar por, Diptir saathe aamar jaata yaat bere gelo, aabar lookiye Rahuler saatheo soman bhabe milito hotam. Dipti aamake jeno nijer bon er mato bhalobaaste laaglo. Hoi se aamar barite aasto noi aamake deke paathato. Nemontonno korto je kono ektu bhalo kichu randhle. Aami aar aamar meye jetam. Aamar swamir somoy hoto na bebsha chere kothao jete. Badhyo hoye aamakeo Rahul aar Dipti ke nemontonno korte hoto. Ei melameshar pholey Rahul aar aamar praye dekha hoto kintu aamra normal bebohar kortam. Onnyo dike Dipti aamake taar eto kaache tene nilo je aami ki korbo bujhe uthte paarchilam na. Dipti aamake taar songsaarer sob kotha bolte suru korlo.

Thaatta kore ekbar jigyesh kore chilam, “Kire Dipti, Rahul ke peye khusi to?”
Dipti bolechilo, “Ha go, bhison khusi, Rahul ekjon ideal husband. Aamake khub bhalo bhabe rekheche. Tomake sotti dhanyabad jaanai, tumi chesta na korle Rahul er saathe aamar biye ta hoto na.”
Kolkata te aasar choy maas por Dipti Pregnant holo. Jotha somoy Rahul aar Diptir ekti Konya sontan holo. Bhari sundor aar phorsa meyeti.

Rahul aar Diptir meye jonmaabar dui maas aage aamio ter pelaam je aami pregnant. Rahul aar aami aabar baba ma hote cholechi. Rahul aamake jigyesha korechilo, “Tomar bor kono sondeho korbe na to?”

Aami sedin Rahulke sob bolechilaam. Aamar bibahito jibon kirokom kaatche. Rahul ke bollam, “Tumi to jaano aamar bor ekjon babsayi. Dokan aache. Boyose o aamar theke baaro bochorer boro. Klanto hoye baari phere. Prothom prothom sex korto aamar saathe, kintu 3 theke 5 minute er modhey taar sob ros beriye jeto aar se paas phire gumiye jeto. Dhire dhire taar sex chahidaa o komte thaake. Aajkaal aami uddyog na nile sex kore na. Tao sei 3 theke 5 minute. Aar or saathe jedin sex kori tar porer din aami oshudh kheye ni, jaate pete baachha na aashey. Tomar baacha pete dhorar por or saathe sex korechi. O bhebechey baacha or, tai bhison khusi hoye aamake goyna kine diyeche.”

Ebar aamar chele holo. Sasur barite bhison khusi sobai. Rahul aar Dipti o khabar peye eshechilo. Dipti bollo, “Ki bepaar, aaro ichhe aache naki?”

Aami hese bole chilam, “Na ra ebar operation koriye niyechi. Dutoi jothesto.”
Thatta kore bolechilam Dipti ke, “Tobe tui kintu ekhoni thamis na, aaro koyekta baachar jonmo de.”

Dipti o haaste haaste bolechilo, “Aami to bhablaam tomar saathe paalla debo, ta tumi to dekhchi nijei maath theke sore gele.”