Amar sei shomoy typhoid howay onekdin school jete parini. Tai amar ek bondhu Nomitar kache oi shomoyer class notes gulo dekhte jetam. School shesh hole roj or bari giye oi notes gulo portam ekshathe, ar bujhte oshubidha hole Nomitai amay bujhiye ditto. Besh kichudin emon cholchilo, hothat ekdin amra group study korchi, se shomoy Nomitar ma Nomitake phone korlen je onar purse ta niye jete bhule gechen tai nie jete. Amay Nomita bollo, “Tui continue kor, ami chole ashchi… jodi deri hoy tabe amay kal bolish kothay bujhte oshubidha hoyeche.” Ami bollam, “Ok, thik ache.” Ami tokhon oder barite eka chilam. Nomitar chole jawar 15 minute pore hothat dekhi bell bajlo. Ami bholam Nomita mone hoy eshe geche. Ami uthe door khule dekhi ekta boyosh koyek 22–23 er chele. Ami jiggesh korlam, “Bolun?” Cheleta besh obak hoye bollo, “Ki bolbo? Amar barite ami dhukbo tar permission nite hobe?” Amay jiggesh korlo, “Tumi ke?” Ami bollam, “Ami Debjani, Nomitar bondhu.” Cheleta bollo, “Oh tai bolo! Ami Nomitar dada.” Ami shune nijeke tiraskar dilam. Ar bollam, “Ami tomay chintam na tai vul hoye geche.” Rajib da bollo, “It’s ok.” Jaai hok, Rajib dar chehara-ta petano… dekhte jeno Saif Ali Khan er moto. Darun smart ar tough looking. Amar to oke dekhei ek rokom ekta lagchilo. Ami Nomitar ghore giye porte boshlam. Khanik por Rajib da ekta blue shorts ar lime yellow t-shirt pore amar kase eshe bollo, “Barir lokra kothay?” Ami tokhon sob khule bollam. Rajib da bollo, “Onek to porle, cholo ektu movie-toovie dekhi.” Ami o enjoy korchhilam Rajib dar sannidhyo. Ami bollam, “Ok.” O amake nie gelo or ghore. Dekhi computer chaliye dilo. Amay jiggesh korlo ami English movie pochhondo kori kina. Ami ha bollam. O tokhon ekta English movie ber kore chaliye dilo. Movir nam “Kill Me Softly.”
Bortomane ami Honors prothom borshe porchi. Amar boro bhaiyar naam Kaushik. Se tritiyo borshe pore. Amra dui vai bon eki university te porchi. Amader class shokal egarotay shuru hoy. Amra dui vai bon ek sathei jawa asa kori. Amader jawa asar subidhar jonno baba bhaiyake ekta bike kine diyeche. Bhaiya bike chalaye ar ami bhaiyar pichhone bose university te jatayat kori. Abbu ar Ammu dui jon e chakuri kore. Tai tara protidin shokal noytar somoy office er uddeshe basa theke bahir hoye jay. Abbu ar Ammu office e jawar pore ami ar bhaiya ready hoye university te jai. Amader basay shudhumatro ekta common bathroom thakay prothome ami gosol kore ready hote jai tarpor bhaiya gosol korte jay. Sadharonoto meye manusher ready hote ektu beshi somoy lage, tai amii prothome gosol kori. Amra dui vai bon university te jawar pore basay tala dewa thake. Amader sobar kachhei basar gate er chabi ache. Ami ar bhaiya class sesh kore bikal chartar theke sare chartar moddhei basay chole ashi. Onnodike Abbu ar Ammu sondha choytar dike basay ashe. Nirdishto ekta routine onujayi evabei amar protita din otibahito hochhilo. kintu 1 ti ghotona amar jiboner mor palte dilo.
Biyer char bochor por amar shami okarone amake talak diye dilo. Karon ora amake mithye opobod dilo je ami naki onno ekjoner sathe. Ami nije jantam, e shob kichu-i mithye. Tao kothata shune ami chokhe mukhe shorshe phool dekhte laglam. Tai ami lok marfat ei shongbadta babar bari pathiye dilam.
Obosheshe baba amar ek jethato bhai ke amake nite pathiye dilen. Amar sei bhai jokhon amar shoshur bari aslo, tokhon ora amar somporke onek kharap kharap opobod dilo ar bollon, “Je bhabei paro ajker modhyei oke ekhane theke niye jao.” Amar bhai Murad tokhon oderke onek onunoy kore bojhalo je, aj bela pore geche, rastao onekta dur, gari ghorao chole na, ekhon jete gele onek rat hoye jabe, tai ratta theke sokale jabo. Shesh porjonto ora raji holo, tobe surjo othar agei chole jete bollon.
Dirgho char bochor por Murad-er amar sathe dekha holo. Tai ami oke jire dhore kadlam. Ami oke jiggesh korlam, “Tui ki oder kotha bishash korchish?” Murad amake bollon, “Kokhono na, ami amar apake chini, tumi kokhono emon kaj kortei paro na.”
Or kotha shune ami abar okey bollam, “Tui thik-i bolechis bhai, ami temni achi, tobe ora ja bolche seta korte parle bhalo hoto, ar kichu na hok moner jwalata to mitto!” Murad tokhon amar chokher dike takiye jiggesh korlo, “Ki bolcho apa, kichhui to bujhte parchhi na!” Ami oke chere diye bollam, “Toke otoshob bujhte hobe na, era khub kharap manush janish? Ei dekh tui eto bochor por jibon-er prothom amar shoshurbarite elii, toke je ektu ador kore bhalo mondo khaowabo, she odhikar-o ekhon amar nei. Chol toiri hoi, jete jokhon hobee, joto tari tari ei jelkhana theke berono jay totoi shanti. Chol.”
Grame amader ekta farm house ache, jar charidike eto porimaper ghochano gachhpala diye vora je baire theke dekhe bojha jay na je er moddhe ekta farm house ache. Eta babar poitrik sompotti. Ami amader farm house-e berate gechilam ta prai dosh bochor hoye geche, tarpor theke ekhono porjonto ar jawa hoyni. Eta ekta resort-er theke kom na. Ar er charpashe amader pholer bagan ache. Amader farm house-e ekta caretaker ache, jar naam Sunil. Take ami Sunil jethu bole daki. Aaj third year-er final porikkha sesh holo. Ekhon prai tin shoptaho chhuti ache. Rate ek sathe khaoa-daoa korar somoy, baba bollon— “Rimi, tor result out hote ekhono to prai tin shoptaho baki, tui borong ei kota din grame giye katiye ay. Gramer poribesh theke kichudin katiye ashle tor mon manoshikotao bhalo thakbe.” Amar byaparta besh bhalo laglo, tai ami raji hoye bollam— “Eta ekta bhalo idea.” Baba bollon— “Tahole kal sokalei beriye por, ami caretaker ke bole dichhi.” Ami bollam— “Thik ache.” Rate jama kapor pack kore nilam. Porer din sokal hote ami beriye porlam. Prai dupur nagad grame pouchhe gelam. Rastata khub-i kharap, tai ami driver ke amake namiye diye chole jete bollam. Driver bollon— “Ma’am, ekhono to farm house besh kichuta dur ache, ar akashe megho koreche, brishti hobar sombhabona ache.” Ami bollam— “Kono oshubidha hobe na.” Driver— “Thik ache, ma’am,” bole chole gelo. Ami bibhinno rokom chasher khet dekhte dekhte hente hente jacchi, hothat jore jhoro hawa’r sathe brishti namlo, ami puro vije gechi. Amar porone chhilo sada rong-er strap kurti, seta vije giye puro amar gayer sathe lege geche. Souvaggyobosot ei brishtite rastay ase-pashe kono lokjon chhilo na. Kono rokom-e farm house-obdi pouchhe gelam. Ami dorjay naratei Sunil jethu dorja khullo.
Bondhura, amar naam Anuradha Mitra. Grame giye shashur er sathe kivabe dhan khete kaj korlam, sei golpoi aaj ami tomader sathe share korbo. Tar age amar channel-ti subscribe kore amar bondhu hoye jao.
Amar biye hoyeche prai dui bochor hoye gelo. Ami onek age thekei dekhte khub-i sundori aar akorshoniyo chilam. Kintu madhyamik pash kore uccho madhyomike vorti howar por thekei ami aro sundori hote laglam. Epor jokhon amar bish bochor, tokhon amar biye hoye gelo Tomal-er songe. Aar tar porei amar jibon-ta hotath kore palte gelo.
Dhiraj college-e ditiyo borser chhatro. Or ghoshtho bondhu amar chele Bijoy — duijone galay galay bhalobhab-e bondhu. Dhiraj-er barir kachei college, hente maximum dosh minute lagbe. Amader bari ta oboshyo ekto dure. Amra ekta dhoni family. Bijoy-er baba, mane amar husband Mr. Banerjee, Qatar-e ekta company te chakri kore. Boyosh pachchollish. Ami Laboni Banerjee, boyosh unchollish.
“Tarpor ami second round start korlam. Ebarer game ta emon choltese je shesh hoye-i na! Tai ami Dhiraj-ke bollam, ‘baba, ami har manlam, ekhono char, abar pore khelbo.’”
Ami Sanzida, boyosh 35, ekta jela shohoore thaki. Ami, amar meye Mimi, ar amar husband — ei tinjoner songsar. Amar husband byabshayi. Shohorer pashei amader basha. Amader duita unit-er basha — ekta te amra thaki, arekta bhara deya hoy. Amader bashata besh niribili, gachhpala, sundor, charpash wall kora, ar shohorer kache howay bhara deyar khetre bhalo chahida.
Amra khub beche beche bhara dei, jehetu amra ekhanei thaki, tai bhalo family chara bhara dei na. Koyek mash dhore basha khali, bhalo bharatia na pawar karone bhara dei ni.
Ekdin amar husband bollô je ekjon asbe basha dekhte. Bikeler dike ekta chhele aslo. Chheletake dekhei mone holo onek bhodro ekta chhele. Amar husband bashata dekhano, kotha o bollô chheletar shathe. Kintu chheletar bachelor — ar amra to bachelor-ke bhara dei na.
