Amaar chokhe nei saagorneel, achhe sojol sobuj.....hoyto mon er chintai protibimbito hoy chokher aarshi te...tai roj raat e chokh bujlei tara bheshe othe chokher taray...ek dhu dhu kora shyamolima....ashole aajkaal chintay sorbodai to khoob dur er ek desh chole ashe...se desh ta emni te khoob kharap desh..se deshe ordheker opor manush ordhahaare thake, r ektu kom hoyto onahaare....se deshe emon onek gram o achhe jekhane onek manush pipre kheye bneche thake..emon prochur manush paabe sekhane jara porte paare na, likhte paare na....tobu ekta odbhut byapar ki jaano..sei desh tar j jayga tay amar bari, sei jaygatar na ekta nijoshyo rong achhe, seta ei sobuj...tai to ekhon chokh bujlei oi sobuj rong ta dekhte pai...se desh ta k bhalobashi sei desh tay amar ekta bari achhe bole noy kintu, ba se desher manush k ami sei chhottobela theke chini bole noy....se desh ta k bhalobashi se desh tar rong oi sobuj bolei hoyto....
omon sobuj desh r koththao khuje pelam na bolei....se desher kotha bhabte bhabte kokhon sei desh er sei jaygatar khanik chhobi nijei eshe haajir hoy amar chokher taray..amar barir sei graam e ekta mosto pukur achhe..tol tol kore taar jol..r sekhaane chhaya pore charidiker sob gachhgachhalir...taate oi pukurer jol tao dibbi hoye jay sobuj ronger..ei sob bhabte bhabte kokhon jeno amar chokh-o tol tol kore othe jol e...bujhi sei shoishob er pukur aar bichhed soite na pere nijei eshe haajir hoy amar noyonpur e...bnaadh bhenge se sojol noyone dekha day bonyar uchhash...k taake rodh kore tokhon...sei shanto, olosh dupurer jol tol tol pukur othat i bhishon rege othe ei notun deshtaar opor....r omni amaar saadher sopno jaay bhenge....kothay sei gram, kothay amar desh, kothay tokhon pakhir kujone bhora shanto dupur...r kothayi ba sei sojol noyonpur...bastob eshe dekha day tokkhuni tar bhishon roop niye..sei bastob tar rong abar neel....jobe theke ei notun desh tay ashaar jatra suru korechhi, tokhoni urojahaj theke dekhi niche koolheen neel sagor....tokhon theke e desh tay asha obdhi dekhchhi edesh ta shudhui neel,..neel maane amar kachhe mrityu, neel maane bishonnota, neel maane halka monkemon, neel maanei mathar oporer akash jekhane obiraam bheshe jay sob meghdoot -era..jara amar moto nishshongo, birohi jokkher baarta pouchhe day taader priyojonder kachhe...amar ei blog tao ashole notun din er ek jaantrik meghdoot..amar baarta pouchhe dichhe tomar kachhe...abar tomar barta amar kachhe...e bhabei cholte thakbe din, din theke raat, tar por abaro din....proti din surjo uthbe sokaal e r e desh tokhon amay dom diye chhotaabe protijogitaar doure....edeshe sobai tai chhote...keu kaaro theke pichhiye porte mote raaji noy..era bhoy pay biraam k....amra bhaabi biraam na thakle kolpona asbe kemon kore...kejo mon e to kolpona ashe na..era bole amader bhoy to sekhanei, kokhon mon kaaj thamiye debe r omni jotosob okejo kolpona rashi eshe bhir jomabe moner bhitore, taka diye hisheb korle se kolponar mulyo ki? tar cheye bapu saradin ta jor kodom e kaaj korte thako, jaate kono phaake na oisob okejo jinish mon e dhukte paare....aar jei na kaaj phurobe din er, omni took kore mon er dorja ta bondho kore dao ghumiye pore....abar kaal sokaal e jege uthei kaaj e doob e jao...ei eder jibondorshon...tai diyei eder akaashchumbi bari, adhunik rastaghaat ei sob...sobkichhui achhe eder, shudhu nei oi olosh dupur ta....jaar mulyo amar kachhe eder onek mudra diyeo kora jaabe na...sei dupur , sei sobuj chhayaghera pukur roj raat e ashuk amar noyonpur e...sotyi thakte na pari, kolponay ami ekhono boshte chai sei pukurtar paare roj dupure...aar amar haat e thakbe kichhu pathorkuchi...anmone taraa majhe majhe dub debe smritir otole..r sei jol e taar charpaash ghire budbud hoye uthbe alto monkemon.....
