Chhelebelar shohor

Kolkatar kotha bolte gelei ami karone ba okarone romantic hoye pori.....amar nijer shohore goto koyek bochhor jurei shudhu ghurte jai aar chhuti sheshe ekraash mon kemon shonge kore phire aashi...protyek bar paa rekhei dekhi shohorta aaro khaanik bodle gechhe....train theke neme Howrah stationer boro ghorita periye jei giye mishe jai jonaronye, aar tarpor eke eke Rajbhaban, Eden Gardens, Victoria periye , traffic-jam-e dnarate dnarate flyover-er mathaar opor diye taxi-ta giye pore chiro-chena Gariahat-er mor-e.....tokhon thekei mone mone countdown shuru hoye jay ektar por ekta ghonta periye hoyto ba egiye jaachhi abaar shohor chhere chole jabaar din-taari dik-e.....ei Kolkata pherar chitro-ta besh dibbi chena hoye gechhe ekhon...aar keno jani na eibhaabe onek din por por prothom Kolkata-r shonge shubhodrishti-ta besh ekta romantic aboho rochona kore...

Joto din jaachhe , bodle jaachhe amaar chena Kolkata, shonge shonge bodlaachhi hoyto amio...boyesh barchhe..shohortaake dekhaar chokh-o hoyto paltaachhe...aaddikaaler khoyishnu baarigulo shoriki jhaamelaar phnaade pore paa baraachhe promoter-rajer dike....gore uthchhe akaashchhnoya flatbaari....notun Kolkatar buke gojiye uthchhe nityonotun shopping mall, gore uthchhe flyover....amaar maanoshpote chirochena chhobita dhire dhire palte jaachhe bastob jogote....tobe ei j bodolta ghotchhe, eke kharap bolbona kichhutei....shohor to adhunik hobei...palla debe bishyer aaro pnaachta unnoto shohorer shonge....shohorer baire thaka bangali-ke romantikotaar anaach dite nona dhora dewal aar shaola pora uthon bnachiye rakhbaar kolpona swopnorajye bhalo, bastob-e ochol....

Shunchhi shohorer buk theke haariye jaabe tram....Kolkatar ek shomoyer gorbo aar odhuna ek jotil bojhamaatro....khoniker jonyo mon kharap holeo mene nitei hobe amaader...rastaar traffic shomoshyar kotha mathay rakhle nichhok oitijhyer dohai pere nagorik shomoshya barano shotyii orthoheen...ami chai amaar tilottoma nogori aaro shundori hoye uthuk...amader smrite nischoyi bneche thaakbe otiter purono Kolkatar holdete chhobikhana...shojotne laalon korbo niyodiner oboshore...shei smriti ekaki probaashi jibone ek jholok taatka bataash hoyto boye anbe...kintu shonge shonge mene nebo aadhunik shohor aaro khanikta dheke jaak aadhunikotaar moroke....shohor Kolkatar buk theke haariye jaak traffic shomoshya, gore uthuk hajaar flyover...mite jaak bekaar shomoshya...khola akaasher nich theke sthai astaana paak protiti footpath-baashi....hocker shomoshya mite giye ek bikolpo abaashon gore uthuk taader...dolomot nirbisheshe protyek shohorbaashi aaro ektu shocheshto hok Kolkata-ke kollolini tilottoma kore gore tulte....London hote hobena taake...Kolkata gore uthuk taar nijoshyo aangikei...shwokiyota bojay rekhei....hoye jaak ek pellay mohanogori...aadhunikotay shomriddho, ekishonge shilpo-shaahityo-shongskritir pithosthaan....shikkhaar utkorshe shorbochcho stor-e sthaan hok Kolkatar...shohorer medha-ke shohorei phiriye anaar procheshta hok shorbostorei....gore uthuk ek bishyomaaner bishyobidyalay...jaar ongone shob desher shob jaatir medha o monisha bhir jomaabe jogoter sreshtho shikhya ahoroner taagide....protiti doridrotomo manusher mukhe phute uthuk ek chilte haashi....

Aamra gorber shonge bole uthbo j Kolkatar mukh dekhechhi bole aaj emonki Londoner mukh-o dekhte chai na.....ei kolpona-ke oleek stor theke naamiye anbo baastober jomitei....unobingsho shotoker por ei ekobingsho shotoke dnaariye hok na Kolkatar buk-e abaaro ek nobojaagoron....

Prothom Aalo

Janlar dhaare notun otha flat-baarita

Atke day bhorer prothom aalo,

Aalor bodole ondhokaar

Chnuyiye chnuyie pore amaar balisher opor.

Aar amaar tob-e rakha bahari lota

Nuyiye pore haar shwikaar kore.

Ondhokaar eshe ek phnota du phnota kore

Taar shobuj pata-takeo

Kore tole dhushor, biborno.

E to jibonbhaare noy,

E to lojaay obonotaa,

Porajoyer shob glaani buk-e tene niye.

Taar dhushor pata-ke shobuj korte

Dhele di ek paatro chokher jol.

Tobu to prthibi thaake oporibortoniyo.

Bodol chai, bodol..

Shobkichhu bhenge diye churmaar kore

Abaar notun kore gore tola ek mukti shokaal.

Uthe giye khule dii ekta notun janla.

Bhor eshe alaap jomay abaar.

Shobuj lota aaro ekbar

Uthe dnaray aarmora bhenge,

Aalor shaathe chalay taar

Onek diner jome thaka premalaap.

Akaashe bataashe tokhon purabir dola,

Aar shei ekla ghorer nibhrito kone

Amio totokkhone porte boshechhi

Amaar notun lekha kobita-khaani.

ISI..prothom Che-chorcha !!

Aager lekhay jokhon tene enechhilam amaar college ke, ebar tahole boltei hoy taar porer kahini...she-o ek notun obhigyota ....duru duru buk-e gate ta diye dhukchhi , Autor baire theke jhirjhire brishtir jhnaat eshe lagchhe gaaye...prothom diner ei chhobi besh mone pore.....rajdhanir maatite hindi bolaar bhoye jibh jokhoni ashchhe shukiye, tokhoni opekkha kore chhilo mosto chomok...tokhon ki jaani campuser bhetorta aadope ekta mini-Kolkata...agaami du bochhor bechaari Dillir chhelemeyegulo shonkhyaloghur jibon jaapon korbe taaderi shohorer buk-e dnaariye aar nirlojjo bangalir dol amra collar tule golgoliye maatribhashay kotha bole jaabo paasher Dillibaashi shohopaathir etotuku oshubidher kotha mathay na rekhei...

Kintu jaak she kotha....mophoshholer college (Narendrapur to thik Kolkata noy) theke asha nitaanto dehaati chheletar shaamne sei prothom diner prothom muhurto thekei khule gelo ekta notun janla...aar sei pordaar phnaak diye gole porte thaake onek ochena ba aadhchena bhindeshi shobdo.....bikeler chaayer adda dibbi jome othe 'theory' aar 'empirical' er ki ek ojaana shonghorshe....ek dol oporer shonge doinik bitorko lagay, aar chaayer gelaashe tuphaan uthe cholke pore khanik chaa...shob miliye amaar kaache ek bejay durbodhyo prithibi..khanik bujhi, khanik bujhi naa...tobu matha nere nere bigyer moto bojhbaar cheshta chaaliye jai...eri phnaake ke jeno amay jiggesh kore boshe, " 'Roshomon' dekhechhish ?" Naam shune gobeter moto amaar palta proshno '' Bangla boi ?''....Naak taak knuchke se bole ''Cinema ke tora 'boi' bolish ekhono ?''...abaar amaar hna-kora proshno, "Kara?"...er por aar taar hotaash na hoye upay ki...onek koshte ei gneyo loktaake bojhabar cheshta kore j Kurosawar toiri Roshomon na dekhle cholochchitrer prothom paathei phnaaki theke gelo....matha naari aami..

Dhire dhire paaripaarsho dikkhito korte thaake amay taari nijoshyo chhoke....aar er phnaakei alaap Ashokda, Arka-der shonge...ek onobodyo bondhutto gore uthbe eder songe porer du bochhore.....chaayer adday totodine amio ekta guruttopurno sthaan dokhol kore phelechhi, bishesh kore Ashokda ke shongi kore daanponthider shonge tumul torke jome othe bikelgulo...amar jiboner prothom Che-chorcha !!....shamner ek chilte jomitaate duddar bege cholchhe football...Mess-er kono ek kone boi mukhe niye chaa khete khete tokhono pore jaachhe ek shubodh, ....aar epare odure chaayer gelaash haate amader tokhon 'bnaaye haater khel'....roj-i khanik shaw-e shaw-e daanponthi raja ujir-ra mrityuboron korte thaaken amader mukher bakyobaan-e...aar swomohimaay jwoljwol kore biraaj koren Arundhati Ray theke Hugo Chavez !!..Etotuku campuss-e boichitrer ghonoghota...Eri modhye ghote gelo Singur....Byas, amader aar pay ke..Vietnam paar hoye torke uthe elo Nandigram...Ek ek din emono hoyechhe jhogra thamate boyojyeshtho kono senior amader baire theke kochuri shingara kine ene khaiye matha thanda koralen....ta 'eating' chhara 'meeting' ki aar shompurno hoy ?

Jiboner onekgulo 'prothom kichhur'-i shaakkhi ei campuss...onek bichitro gyan-jogner shaagnik.... 'Roshomon' shunte jotoi bangali laguk, adope ekta Japani naam, Camus aar Kafka kintu dui bhinno byakti, jotoi eki shonge uchcharon koro na keno...aar bhuleo uchcharon shune bibhraanto hoye Freud naamer bananti jeno bhul koro na..re re tere ashbe shobai...ebhabei kete jay din...bujhtei paari na kokhon jeno onek tai nijer kaachhe chole eshechhe ISI...onek aapon, onek ekaanto...sheshe ekdin hothaat-i kheyaal kori, ei re, chhere jabaar shomoy eshe gelo je !!..Onek kichhui aar to kora hobe na...bairer 'capitalist' prithibi ki aar emon dor debe kichhu uthti juboker haat-paa nere shwogoshito biplob-ke ?

Bishonno medur aaloy dekhte pai dewale tangano Chavez-er mukheo jeno Sraaboner bhora borshaa....baire taxi dnaar koraano...shesh baarer moto suitcase guchhiye bag-ta knaadhe tule ni...packinger shomoy upekkhito theke jay aadhek chhire asha dorjaay shnata Che Guevara....Engine start diye othe kaalo dhnowaa chhere...

Aalo-andhaari ghor theke Che bole, "Ami opekkhay roilam.."..amaader taxi jhnaap day bairer aalokito bishye....

Ochinpur

Ek je chhilo aajob desh. Desh to noy, jeno choturdik theke bichchhinno ekta dweep. Shari shari gaachhgaachhalite baaro maash shobuj hoye thaake shei desh ta. Aamer somoy aam, sheeter shomoy komla lebu tuptaap jhore pore pother paashei. Golaap aar krishnachurar rongbahari-te jedike takao shedikei jeno raamdhonur aalokchhota. Aar tarpor jokhon din ghoniye andhaar naame, jyotsna eshe gaa dhuyie day se desh take. Aar godhulibelaar shesh shurjo rokto shnidur hoye jwoljwol kore shobha pay taar maathar opore. Aar omni dekha jay kichhu kishore chhele boi haate kore cholechhe ekta barir modhye. Shoishober sheemarekha topke shodyo tokhon tara ek gochha kisholoy. Pray opaapbiddho-i bola jay.

Hothaat tara dekhe ek shonyashi goirik beshe rajaar moto eshe dnaralen taader samne. Aar taar khanik porei shondhyer bataashe dola diye , jhijhir daakke chhapiye, paasher pukurtaar kulukulu dhonir opor diye charidik mukhorito kore beje othe shaamgaan. Boshonter aalto haway ondhokaare gaachher mathagulo knaapte thaake taar chhonde shur-e.

Ei je nobin kishorer dol, era sobbai kintu nijeder moton kore ei dinguloke, ei somoyguloke muthi bhore pure rekhe day taader smritir gobhire. Tara emon ek upohaar peyechhe aaj jiboner kaachh theke jaa hoyto gutikoyek bhagyobaaner kopaalei jote. Taar naam bondhutto, Kolushotaheen bondhutto .Jah, ta abar hoy naki ? Ei prithibite hoy na, amader bharotborshe hoy na, kintu se deshtaate hoto. Maramari nei, irshaa nei , jhogra nei. Sobai ora jaane ei prithibite eka keu bnachte paare na. Sobaike niyei gore othe shomaaj. Shei aadi kaal theke jajabor jaati jokhon theke chaashbaash shikhe thitu hote shuru korlo, tobe thei gore uthlo eke onyer proti shohomormita, shoubhratrityobodh....gore uthlo shomaaj. Eker jonye aar ek, protyeke bnachbe porer torei. Aar ei bondhutter aabir gaaye mekhei eder shobujer obhijaan.

Jemon dhoro na, oi j shaada jama pora chheleta, naam dhore nilam Moloy. Besh, ei chheleta sedin porikkha dite boshei hothaat bheu bheu kore kanna jure dilo. Ki byapar ? Shikkhokera shobai obaak...Kire pore ashishni, tai bhoy lagchhe? Keu ba shudhay , shorir kharap? Moloyer kanna tao thame na...sheshe onek shudhiye jana gelo taar bondhu achhe na, Shishir ? Porikkhar proshno haate peyei Moloy dyakhe j proshno gulo eshechhe, taar besh kichhui Shishirer pora nei. Hya se jaane..ekshongei to porechhe tara...tahole ? Ami na hoy pere jaabo, tobu Shishirer ki hobe? Knadbo na , bolo?

Emoni chhilo se deshta. Oleek kolponaar desh. Swopner mayakajol pore dekha se desh. Roopkothaar kon ochinpurer , kon dikshunyopurer odhibaashider golpo eshob. Tai shonaate boshlam aaj khanik. Ei hanahani aar kaalimay bhora prithibite ektukro nishwash nebar khola hawa.

Smriti shototoi shukher. Ebong aami bhagyobaan. Tai to emon deshtaar hodish pete amay baastober berajaal dingiye porabaastob-er maatite paa rakhte hoy na. Kichhu smriti, Kichhuta bismritir dhulo ghaatlei ujjol hoye othe shei muhurto gulo. Ujjol hoye othe shei mukhgulo. Omolin haashi aajo lege achhe sei shorol thnoter goray. Haat bariye abaro deke nebe amay , aar ami omni ekchhute shob bhule shob chhapiye unki maarbo akaashe, ei duniyaar kaalo megh ekkebaare phnure diye. Amaar mon-e aajo bneche thakuk se deshta, jaar ekta kothao baniye bolte hoyni. Shobtuku shotyi. Narendrapur. Amar ebro-khebro rong-e enke phela shei kolponaar ochinpur.

Probaasher Itikotha

Motamuti dosh maash holo eshechhi e-deshe. Ekta desh ke chenar jonyo ekebarei jothesto somoy noy. Ekjon manush ke chinte chintei paar hoye jaay puro ekta jibon, to ekta gota desh !! Tobu ei dosh maash-e ki shikhlam e-desh tar theke taar ekta hisheb korte boshlaam sedin. Sei kon kaale ke jeno bolechhilen, 'jotodin bnaachi, totodin shikhi'...tai notun ei desh taar thekeo notun kichhu shekhaar chesta kora jaak...Amader prachyo kobi to bolei gechhen 'Dibe aar nibe..'..

Ta jaak se kotha, ki shikhechhi bhabte boshei prothom jeta mone porlo, ta holo 'Shobhyota'...Ta ekta sobhyo desh theke manush e chhara aar prothome kiii ba shikhbe....Maachh ke dangay chhere dile ja obostha hoy, prothom eshe to sei obostha amar, ba nidenpokkhe ek Nischindipur odhibaashir prothom Kolkata dorshon jemon...sobetei ekta opaar bishmoye 'hnaa-kora' bhaab...kintu mukher bhaab-bhongi emon rakhi, jeno "Bangal-ke High Court dekhaachho?"...

Sob theke obaak kora byapar jeta seta boli....dokaan-e giye jinish kine daam diyechhi, mishti heshe dokani meyeti bole 'Thank You, ta aar kichhu upokaar korte paari apnar jonye?'...jinish kinechhi, nyajyo daam-e, etotuku beshi diini....ta thank you bolaar ki achhe re baba !!! Bus theke jaatri namchhe, nambar somoy chalok ke bolchhe "Thank You, amake pouchhe debaar jonye dhonyobaad"....eto 'thank you' er jalay to pran osthagoto...kintu mone mone bhaabi, 'sotyi, ei na hole shobhyo jaat'...kintu somosya hochhe nijer mukh theke je oto sohoje chhipi khullei Soda-r moto bhosbhosiye 'Thank You' berotei chay na !!! nirghaat era bhabchhe ekta obhobyo lok...ta ki aar kora...chhottobelay jonmodin-e keu haat-e kore upohaar dile borora jokhon bolten , "Kaku-ke ekta thank you bole dao...", beshir bhaag somoyei kaku-ti muchki heshe jhere diten 'Agontuk'er dialogue-ti, " Oi Haashir theke boro thank you aar hoy na !!"....ta sei bhubonmohini haashitei bishyojoy somadha hoyechhe chirokaal...'thank you' ostro ta byabohaar koraar aar proyojon poreni....

Kintu mushkil hochhe era to aar 'Agantuk' dekheni, praachyo haashi aar paashatyo 'thank you' je equivalent, ke bojhaabe eder...shudhu mone mone taarif kore jai je abeg prokaash korte paare bote ei jaat....amra ki sotyii pari na abeg ke prokaash korte? Amader sob abeger 'vent' ki shudhui shilpo saahityo? rojkaar jibon-e abeg ki onuposthit amader? onek bhebe to tai mone hochhe...abeg amader achhe, kintu mukh phute taar prokaash ta kom-i....barite Ilish maach rnedhe maa-ke dekhechhi chirokaal utshuk hoye cheye thakte khete bosha amader mukher dik-e....goriye pora jhol surut kore ektu chete nile, ba aaro barduyek bhaat cheye khele ujjol hoye jaay amader maayeder mukh...otukutei prokaash pelo amader abeg, aar otukui rnadhunir porom triptir bharare jog howa notun upohaar....porer diner hnaari thelte jabar jonye notun inspiration....

Kolkatar rastay poth khnuje na peye jokhon rastar kono manush-ke jigesh korechhi aar sei manushtiyo thomke daariye batlechhen poth, 'o Achha' bole sore porechhi kaaj guchhiye, bolini 'dhonyobaad'....bhebe niyechhi poth batlano to ekta daiytto soho-nagoriker....

Aagekaar din-e gurujonera to chhoto chhelemeyeder samne aabeg prokaash-ke ekrokom durbolotai bhabten....Gombhir raashbhaari baba sontaaner songe bojaay rakhten ekta olonghyo durotto....barir samne ekta odridhyo signboard, 'haashi nishedh'...cinemay tai baba maanei Chhobi Bishwash...

Amader kobi to gobhir dukkheo nirob, shaanto, dheer, somaahito....'ore amaar pnaachu reeeee !!!!!' bole aakuli bikuli knaaden na tini....'Dhur chhai, bhallagena aar e jibon, mor ge tora !!!'...ei jaatiyo somoyte tnaar mone udoy hoy 'jibon jokhon shukaaye jaaye, koruna dharay esho'...meye mara jete jete baap ke deke bole,''Baba, 'pita no-osi' bolo''....kanna boro kharap jinish...Uponishod-e manaa...chhotolokeder kaaj, paati onarjyo-der...gram-e aar bosti te shona jaay...kaan paatle shononi grambanglaar ishot nibhu-nibhu pidimer aaloy pujoy meyer jonye sodyo kena laal dure shaarita haat-e peye kon ek gnaayer bodhur gola chhere 'Dugga maaaaaa...' artonaad?..esob holo o-kuleen bongiyo somaaj....

Ta , eheno somaaje abalyo laalito ami...maarkin desher misti haashir saathe palla diye choli ki kore...dur theke eder gor hoye pronaam kora chhara upay-i ba ki.....kebol mon-er modhye onuchchaarito theke jaay ek oporishim shroddha.....

Emoni saatpnaach bhabchhi aar sara sokaal boshe boshe likhchhi e lekha se lekha....tarpor ek somoye shesh holo lekha...tarpor ranna...tarpor chan khaoya...tarpor khanik porashona...tarpor?...bhebe pelaam na...'tarpor' gulo jeno aar phurotei chay na...phuriye aashe korar moto kaaj.....bhnarar-e somoy pore royechhe ophuraan....baire giye dnarai...barir samne gachhgachhali...maanushjon nei kono...je jaar kaaje byasto sobai....karo somoy nei kaaro sonyo thamaar....tomaar jodi kaaj na thaake, tobe tumi ekta samaajik bojha, jemon burora edeshe....sara jibon dnaat thakte chibiye gele mangsho, jei dnaat gelo pore, aar keu tokhon mukher kachhe khaiye debe na khabaar.....sara jiboner churanto bhoger smriti niye ekla ghore boshe tokhon tomaar shudhui jaabor kata....'Jouboner upobon', kintu kokhonoi 'Baardhyokyer Baranashi' hote paarbe na e-deshta....ekhaane eshei thomke jaay eder sob aabeg-er dheu...jotokkhon ta opor opor , ekta haashi ba duto shobde shere phela jachhe, totokkhoni ta cholte deoya jaay.....beshi alaap jomaalei khoroch, taka ba somoy jai bolo na keno.....

Tokhoni abaar beshi kore mone pore oi niraabeger desh ta-ke.....Bus theke namte giye shukno Thank You chhilo na sekhaane...kintu bus theke pore gele egiye aasto onek gulo haat....purbo golaardhe okhaane tokhon nischoy sokaal ....bosonter alga bataash hoyto chhnuye jaache gaachher shirshodesh...sei haawa ure eshe tir-tir kore knaapiye day amar chokher pataa.....khhob khoob beshi kore miss kori sei haat-guloke.....amaar sei sohomormi sohonaagorikder.....rok-er adday, bhir bus-er chitkaare, shohor ochol kore deoya michhile...sobkhaane ....ekisonge protha aar koulinyo mene amaar e dukkher 'vent' khuji songeete....oboruddho aabeg tokkhuni chhipi khule golgoliye geye othe...

"Aaji bijon ghore nishith raate asbe jodi shunyo haate, ami tai te ki bhoy maani

jaani, bondhu jaani tomaar achhe to haatkhani..'