Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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Hotat kore kothay j hariye gelo. R e kichutay mone porche na kothay rakhlam.
Ektu agay to akhane chilo. Barite sobay ache, kintu ghumer onno deshe. Ta hole ki churi gelo. Na! Amar joto dur mone porche sai durup balay ma khete dilo. Ami chan kore ese bhat khaye, nijer ghore ese amar goto porsu kine ana ekta instrumental er dvd ta ke aste kore chaliye bichanay sunchilam. Sunte sunte kokhon j hotat chok ta lege gelo bujhteo parini. Mone hoy thik tokhony ghotona ta ghoteche. Ta hole ki janla diye shese churi.. Na dupur balay paach tola flater janla diye. Edike ghorir kata tibroo bege chute choleche Bikal 6 ta theke duty. Office berote hobe. Kijani naki beta nijay paliyeche oy janlar phak diye. Majhe majhe ayy somosha hocchay, hotat kore nai, ekay oddrishoo taropor jodi hotat kore na pawa jay.
R e ay mon take j koto bar baron korechi j na bole kothau jash na, ta o na bole paliye jabe. Akhon kothay j khuji. Batake na dhore rakha jai, na bedhae, jokhon icchay nijer moto chole, kakror kono baron sone na. Jai hok asuk aajke, tar por dekha jabe. Kintu jani jotoy boki na keno beta abar palabe. Aaj theke to chini na sai choto belar bondu, khalar sathi, porar sathi, jokhon thakbee tokhon khub badhoo chele kichu bojhe na. Jai ektu edik sedik hobe beta bhagaram debe.
Jani kothay kothay jete pare, kintu khuje ber kora amar saddhe nai.
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