৫৯. উনষাট অধ্যায়: কে জানে তা

দokkani mathre mathre bole uthlen, "bastobe, amar waaleteo amari prktan premiker chhobi sarakhon rakha thake. amader bhetar diner amake jodi a chhobi skshat dekhtehten, ami tahole eto kichu vebtei na! ekti purusher waalete je meyer chhobi thakte paare, se nishchay tar priyotamai!"

pakano kachh-er kachh tiye niye, in je kholo hridaye dukandarkti ke bollen, "dhanyabad, asha kori apni khub shighroi nijer shukh khuje paben!"

boitikti theke beriye ashar por, in je achanak mon bhalo hoye gelo. se akasher dike takiye bollen, "su shao, ami konodin erom bhabe kaaror samne bhabe boli ni je tumi amar premika, aje ektu chesta kore dekhlam, a onubhuti khub-i bhalo. su shao, abar dekha hole, ami aar tomake paliye jete debo na!"

chhatrabaser dorjar kachhachhi pouchanor shomoye, e kuxir hatke ekti shaktishali tan diye kene nile, ebong ghurte ghurte se yuan kuner buke theke gelo.

chhatrabaser dorjar ek pashe, ekta nirjhor konaye, e kuxike bandhi kore rakha hoyechhilo.

"yuan kun, tumi..." e kuxi bhoye paliye jete chesta kore, mukhe abhimaner shure abhijog korlo.

"shsh..." yuan kun tar ekta angul tular mukhter upor rekhe, komol shure bollo, "abar chitkar korle, tomar mukh bondho korar upay amar jana achhe!"

e kuxi chokh kuchke take dekhe, shathey tar angul kete fello. yuan kun byathay "eh" shobdo kore uthlo, kintu e kuxi tar chhoto hat diye tar mukh chape dhorlo: "shono, tumi ki chao shobai dekhuk?"

yuan kun tar chhoto hatke dhore, tar hater muthoy niye, thoter kachhe rekhe ekti chumbon dilo: "ami chai prithibir shobai dekhuk!"

"tumi!" e kuxi krodhe shokto hoye gelo, hat ta fire nite cheste korlo, kintu takhon tao shombhob chhilo na. koyekbar chesta kore, sheshe haar mene gelo.

tara bhore samne dariye thaka yuan kuner dike abhimane takiye, e kuxi ekta aakash-bhanga shoke bollo: "boro bhai, amader bibhage tumi eto beshi khyata, ami sotti ar baki koyek mash-er bissobidyalay jibon onner pechar niche katar korte chai na..."

"pecha?" yuan kun kichuta obak holo.

matha niche fele e kuxi jokhon abar yuan kuner dike takalo, tar mukhe chilo mrityubhayahin ekti bhaab: "haan, tar mane pecha! tumi dekho, shadharonoto tomake pochondo kora meye koto gulo achhe, aje yadi a kotha chhoriye jaye, tabe theke ami rasta diye hatar shomoye shob shomoye onugrohohin dristi anubhav korbo. amar mone hoy, 'pecha' ta shobcheye halka hobe, ami ye kono shomoye hatyar shikar hote pari... aare baba!"

"tomar mathata, uponyash lokhar jonno khub-i upojukto!" yuan kun kono dayamoya chara tar mathay ekti toka dilo.

"shono, amar mathay marbe na, matha boka hoye jabe, jodi boka hoye jai tobe ki hobe?" e kuxi ek hate matha chepe dhore, oshontushte abhijog korlo.

"agay thekei boka!" yuan kun tar kothay hasi fute uthlo, tar hatke shokto kore nije buke jariye dharlo. "e kuxi, amar mone hoy, tomake aalingon kora ekti neshar moto hoye dariyeche..."

"bhadror ghati!" e kuxi tar buker modhye theke, kono dayamoya chara uttor dilo.

"ar ekti jinish achhe, ja aro beshi neshagrostho kore!" yuan kuner maddyajal-er moto bhangano shobdo ebong jadur moto kaj korlo, jar fole chumboner shikar e kuxi, kono protirodh korlo na.

dokkani mathre mathre bole uthlen...

doyale jokhon yuan kun tar abase fire elo, dekhe chae-table-er upor koyekti khali madur botol, ebong mair upor boshe thaka in je.

porashonar shomoye, wen yu bin, yuan kun ebong in je, a tinjoner modhye in je-er nijer upor niyontron shobcheye bhalo chhilo, ebong modyapan tao shimanay chilo, tar kokhono nesha hobar kotha shona jayni.

graduate howar ek bochhar dhore, in je ebong yuan kun majhe majhe eksathe hoto, yuan kun dhire dhire dekhlo, in je-er modyapan abhiyogik bhabe bere geche.

ghurchhe emon chokh niye in je-er dike takiye, yuan kun ageye gelo, tar pashe boslo. ekti beer botol khule, nijeo ekti ghut khelo.

"jodi, she shomoye she na jeto, tabe tumi e bhabe modh-pagol hote na, ki bolo?" yuan kun in je-er hate sarakhon thaka shei kristal jutor dike takalo.

"sheta tar shopno! amake chhere ditei hoyechhilo!" in je ardhek neshagrostho obosthay, abar ekti ghut khelo.

"ami e kuxir pichhone ghurechi, chaar bochhar dhore, shob school jane!" yuan kun ekti mridu hasi diye, gonbhir bhabe in je-er dike takalo: "tumi su shao ke pochondo karo, chaar bochhar dhore, ami ar kuxi chara aar ke jane?"

in je thik hoke gelo, se uchu kore yuan kuner dike takalo, onek khon, tarpor bujhte pere hasi dilo!

"hote pare, ami ekbar pagal hote pari!" in je khub nirmal bhabe haslo, tar mukher hasi kristaler moto shaf shaf ebong porishkar chhilo.

e kuxi matha niche kore, mair upor shari diye thaka chhoyti payer dike takiye, moner modhye yuan kunke onekbar gali dilo.

bhablo je ekjon final year-er senior meye, a tinjon chhoto shishur samne, eto bhabe lojjito hocche, e kuxi moner modhye etake khub-i apomanjonok mone korlo!

dhire dhire matha uchu kore, tin jora baddho hater dike, tin jora obhuto bhoye bhara chokher dike takalo.

"kuxi didi, tumi anek beshi kore feleso, tomar premika holo yuan kun, tumi age boloni keno? shunechi, in je tar bondhu naki? tahole amar byapar ta..." tan xin sbarprothome mukhe khullo.

"in je? tomar kono shujog nei!" e kuxi kandh tule dilo.

"keno?" tan xin oti-ashay chitkar kore uthlo.

"amar pala, amar pala, kuxi didi, yuan kun senior-er ki kono bhai nei? na hole, celer bhai holeo cholbe! ami kachhmarhi shujog pete pari..." yang li li niche bhenge giye, e kuxi-er kachhe ese, foler moto fute utha hasi haslo.

"nei!" e kuxi take ekta chokh marlo, shoja kore bollo.

"kuxi didi, yuan kun seniorer ki atma-nataner kono probhritti achhe?" chhatrabaser "nirvik didi" hua ying hat diye thot teke, chintashil bhabe prosno korlo.

"ki?" e kuxi bujhte parlo na.

"dekho, tumi tar proti krodh prokash korco, kintu se jotoi juddh kore totoi shoktishali hocche! onek meye tar kachhe naram, ekta hasi diyei tar buke dhuke pare, kintu se tader dike ekbar takay o na, bolo to, tar ki a bhabe nirjaton hobar anondo pochondo?" hua ying mon diye prosno korlo.

e kuxi uporer hat diye matha tekhe, golay shur kore bollo: "tora ki amake, amar didike ektu sradh korte paris na? moner modhye kkhotigrosto bekti ti ami, ami ki noi ki?"

"chhi~, laabh peye bhalo shajcho, eto sundor ekta drishyo tumi bondho kore diyecho, tomar ki mone hoy na, amader aro beshi shantona dorkar?" tinjon kono dayamoya chara bollo.

"ami to bhebechilam..., tora amader dujon er byapare prosno korbi!" e kuxi-er matha dhorar shomosya, keu-i prosno korlo na.

"tomra? eto ta sposhto na?" hua ying palta prosno korlo. "prosno korar ki achhe!"

"shono, didi to ekhono take rajji hoyni!" e kuxi shari diye chole jawa, nij nij jaygay phire jawa tinjoner pichoner dike takiye chitkar korlo.

"shudhu shomoyer byapar!" tinjon abar ekshathe obhijog korlo bechari pori meyer opor.

e kuxi nirash hoye nijer bhabna bhabe shuye porlo, rager sathe bhablo, yuan kun, tomar janapriyata ki eto beshi? amar ki na bolar o kono odhikar nei? ki?

jodi o, amar na bolar kono karon nei, kintu alpo-swalpe amari to 'na' bolar odhikar thaka uchit?

e kuxi ekhono osanti te chhilo, tokhon shunchhe "nirvik didi" hua ying-er phone bajlo.

hua ying shobar dike takiye, matha dhorar moto obosthay, nirash bhabe bollo: "amar boner phone!"

e kuxi soho chhatrabaser tinjon keu-i ar kotha bollo na.

hua ying phone dhorlo, tarpori onek khon nirabota, tan xin e kuxir dike takiye, hat diye chokher charpashe kannar obhinoy kore, mukhe bollo: "abar kandchhe!"

shotti-i, onek khon por, hua ying ke bolte shuna gelo: "bon, tumi abar bonduker shathe jhogra korecho? tumi age kando na, tomar a rojgiter kandonor shobhab, ami jodi bonduker jaygay thaktam, ami o bari phirtam na!"