Shedin chupchaap boshe achhi Mississipi nodir paar ghneshe. Olpo uthaal pathaal dheuer gaaye ostogaami shurjer shesh kona eshe rong dhoriyechhe. Doore nodir opor bridge ta dekhe boshe boshe bhabchhi amader Gangar opor jonobohul Howrah Bridge taar kotha. Ektu aagei paasher bajaare ogonito maanusher bhir phnure hothaat ek maanush chhnure diyechhe okoshyaat proshno, "Bangali?".
"Aagnye, hya, apnar bari kothay, Kolkatay ?"
"Hya, apnaar?"
"Amaaro, Dhakuriyay"
Hothaat ujjol hoye othe maanushtir mukh. Ekraash anondo chhoriye pore tnaar mukhe. Bolen, " Amiyo oi kaachei thaaki...., maane thaktam. Menoka Cinemar shaamne. Aaj theke praay bish bochhor aage. Deshe phera hoyni etodin. Bhalo thakben."
"Apnio, nomoshkaar"
Jebhaabe eshechhilen, shebhabei hothaat korei miliye gelen manushti. Tini ki koren ei door deshe, kenoiba bish bochhor deshe phera hoyni tnaar, Kolkatay baarite keu aachhen kina, jana hoyni kichhui. Janaar koutuhol roye gelo mone.
Taarpor hnaatte hnaatte Mississipi noditaar dhaare eshe boshe thaklam onekkhon. Shondhye hoye elo, Bhno baajiye ekta steamer rowna dilo kon ojanaar dike. Tokhon raatri nemechhe. Jyotsna eshe bhashiye dichhe nodir joltorongo. Opaare bridge taar mathay tokhon ekjhnaak aalor malaa. Kaaner kaachhe ektana kulkul dheuer shobdo. Aar amaar chokhe bheshe uthchhe Bangladesher kon ek okhyato ghaat theke boitha tene naao bhashiyechhe shujon maajhi....Jaar desh nei, ghor nei, bari nei , nijer bole nei keu...Ei jol-i jaar duniya, jol-i jaar jeebon-joubon-jeebika. Ei joler srotei bheshe jete thaake taar jeeboner ek ekta odhyay, ek ghaat theke onyo ghaate. Akaasher rong bodlaay, nodite jowaar ashe, aashe bhnataa, shujon maajhir jeeboner ojanaa golpo bole diye jaay akaasher meghla neel. Ek aasroy theke onyo aasroye, ek prem theke onyo preme taar paal chhnire jawa nouka bheshe chole ek jotil dhnadhnaar maane khnuje nite nite. Andhaar raate obinyosto ghure beraay taar kheyatori, bole, "Bujhiye de, bujhiye de, bujhye de." Ondhokaar theke aalor dike poth dekha, raat periye diner dike egiye chol, phire chol maatir taane.
Pichhone door theke shona jaachhe jonokolahol, tobu shob chhapiye amaar kaane shudhu dhwonito hochhe dheu-er kulkul shobdo. Ami jekhaane tokhon boshe achhi, shekhanei nodir mohona. Nodi giye mishechhe Atlantic-e. Obiraam taar boye chola. Aar paare boshe amaar hridoy bhenge churchur hoye jonmo dichhe oshonkhyo bo-dweeper. Bollam, tomaar kaachhe ek aagontuk aaami, tomaar dheu kotha bole kon bijaatiyo bhashaay, tobu tumii ei muhurte amaar jeeboner ekmaatro shwodeshbhumi, amaar boshonto, amaar graam banglaar brikkhoshaakhaay obiraam brishtipaat.
Ebhabei baare baare amaar shwodesh phire phire aashe amaar kaache, Mississipir urmimalaay mishe jaay Gangaar joloprobaaho, Ganga-Jamuna-Godabari-Saraswati ekibhooto hoye jaay Mississipi-Trinity-r baaridharaay. Moner modhyei ghote jaay nutoner shonge chiropuratoner shongom, praachyo-paashchaatyo mile mishe giye ek opurbo mohona.
Mississipir oporer jol-thoi thoi jyotsnaay ekraash gondhoshudha dhele diye jaay bongodesher rojonigondha.
"Aagnye, hya, apnar bari kothay, Kolkatay ?"
"Hya, apnaar?"
"Amaaro, Dhakuriyay"
Hothaat ujjol hoye othe maanushtir mukh. Ekraash anondo chhoriye pore tnaar mukhe. Bolen, " Amiyo oi kaachei thaaki...., maane thaktam. Menoka Cinemar shaamne. Aaj theke praay bish bochhor aage. Deshe phera hoyni etodin. Bhalo thakben."
"Apnio, nomoshkaar"
Jebhaabe eshechhilen, shebhabei hothaat korei miliye gelen manushti. Tini ki koren ei door deshe, kenoiba bish bochhor deshe phera hoyni tnaar, Kolkatay baarite keu aachhen kina, jana hoyni kichhui. Janaar koutuhol roye gelo mone.
Taarpor hnaatte hnaatte Mississipi noditaar dhaare eshe boshe thaklam onekkhon. Shondhye hoye elo, Bhno baajiye ekta steamer rowna dilo kon ojanaar dike. Tokhon raatri nemechhe. Jyotsna eshe bhashiye dichhe nodir joltorongo. Opaare bridge taar mathay tokhon ekjhnaak aalor malaa. Kaaner kaachhe ektana kulkul dheuer shobdo. Aar amaar chokhe bheshe uthchhe Bangladesher kon ek okhyato ghaat theke boitha tene naao bhashiyechhe shujon maajhi....Jaar desh nei, ghor nei, bari nei , nijer bole nei keu...Ei jol-i jaar duniya, jol-i jaar jeebon-joubon-jeebika. Ei joler srotei bheshe jete thaake taar jeeboner ek ekta odhyay, ek ghaat theke onyo ghaate. Akaasher rong bodlaay, nodite jowaar ashe, aashe bhnataa, shujon maajhir jeeboner ojanaa golpo bole diye jaay akaasher meghla neel. Ek aasroy theke onyo aasroye, ek prem theke onyo preme taar paal chhnire jawa nouka bheshe chole ek jotil dhnadhnaar maane khnuje nite nite. Andhaar raate obinyosto ghure beraay taar kheyatori, bole, "Bujhiye de, bujhiye de, bujhye de." Ondhokaar theke aalor dike poth dekha, raat periye diner dike egiye chol, phire chol maatir taane.
Pichhone door theke shona jaachhe jonokolahol, tobu shob chhapiye amaar kaane shudhu dhwonito hochhe dheu-er kulkul shobdo. Ami jekhaane tokhon boshe achhi, shekhanei nodir mohona. Nodi giye mishechhe Atlantic-e. Obiraam taar boye chola. Aar paare boshe amaar hridoy bhenge churchur hoye jonmo dichhe oshonkhyo bo-dweeper. Bollam, tomaar kaachhe ek aagontuk aaami, tomaar dheu kotha bole kon bijaatiyo bhashaay, tobu tumii ei muhurte amaar jeeboner ekmaatro shwodeshbhumi, amaar boshonto, amaar graam banglaar brikkhoshaakhaay obiraam brishtipaat.
Ebhabei baare baare amaar shwodesh phire phire aashe amaar kaache, Mississipir urmimalaay mishe jaay Gangaar joloprobaaho, Ganga-Jamuna-Godabari-Saraswati ekibhooto hoye jaay Mississipi-Trinity-r baaridharaay. Moner modhyei ghote jaay nutoner shonge chiropuratoner shongom, praachyo-paashchaatyo mile mishe giye ek opurbo mohona.
Mississipir oporer jol-thoi thoi jyotsnaay ekraash gondhoshudha dhele diye jaay bongodesher rojonigondha.
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