Chokh muche boshe ruti banato rumi ar shekto barir chuta bua haleema. "Bujhli rumi, ei je iskool iskool kore na hete ra, ashule ei gulan koira laav nai re bajan, dorkar amgo kaam. jeida te koida poisha aito. Ei je dehosh na, dichilam boro pola da re iskool e, kintu eida ki ar amagor moto mainsher kopale ache re. Heshe chutai anlam, ohon to kotto hundor kaam kortache garments oi" bir bir korte thake haleema. Kichu shunte pai na rumi, mon ta tar chole jai onek onek duur e, bhabe keno tar jonno keu erokom kore kokhono ruti banai na, keno keu take ador kore ghum theke uthai na! mathai haat bulai bole na baba otho, school er time holo je! Koto shundor neel half pant ar shada shirt pore school e jai abeer bhaijan. Tar khub shokh kore school jete, ekbaar mama ke gie boleo chilo mama ami abeer bhai er sathe school e jai? Shune felechilo taar mami tar ei chotto abdaar. Ar ki maar tai na dile sheibaar mama ber hoye jabar pore, school e jabar sokh nobab er bacchar na? Tui school e gele bashar kaaj gulo ke korbe haramzada? fer jodi shuni tobe ekdom haat kete dibo. Shara shorire bethay jor eshe giyechilo rumi'r, char din dhore chilo shei jor. Jor er ghore epash opash korto ar kede uthto, ami ar school e jete chabo na mami, amake mero na. Char din tar nongra madur e shuye chilo katha muri diye ar kepeche theke theke. Haleema eshe ektu khabar khawae jeto ar osudh ene diyechilo homeo path daktar er theke. Er majhe majhe eshe jore jore shunato mami, "oshob dhong char, joldi thik hoye kaaj shuru kor." Jor er ghore kaapto shuye shuye rumi ar kake jeno dekhto ektu por por. Ekta maya moi mukh veshe uthto tar chokher samne...boro shundor tana tana chokh er ek romonir mukh. Ki jeno bolto take heshe heshe, rumi haat barie kache gelei kothai jeno chole jeto. Dukre kede uthto obujh shishu nidarun koshte. nijer monei proshno korto ke tumi? tumi ki ma? Kothai tumi?
Dhire dhire abar thik hoye ashe rumi, shere uthe jor theke. Abar shuru hoi shei purono jibon. Shokale uthe nasta banano, tar por ghor jharu deya, chad er ful gach e pani deya, abeer bhai er kapor dhoa, majhe majhe bazar e jawa. Sheydin o pathalo take radiya dokaan e match kinte. Rastar du pash dekhte dekhte chole jai rumi dokan e, giye match er baksho kine. Hotat dure dekhe ice cream er gari ar ekta choto meye tar maa ke haat dhore tanchey gari'r dike. Ma ta ekta cone ice cream kine dei baccha ta ke, dariye dariye oi lovonio ice cream ta dekhte thake rumi. hotat ektu icecream pore jai cone theke, kanna kore uthe meye ti. Ma ta heshe fele ar kole tule nei meye ta ke. Er por ador kore ektu ektu kore khaie dei ice cream. Abar heshe uthe meye ti. Dekhte dekhte kemon jani lage rumi'r. Shey obaak hoye bhabe, amake keno keu ebhabe ador kore kichu bole na? kono din to keu kichu khawalo na amake ebhabe? keno?
Hotat sochokito hoye uthe rumi ebong doure fire chole bashar dike. Dhukte na dhuktei thash kore ekta chor kheye chitke pore floor e. Ekta match ante etto deri hoi naki? Ki korchili tui? Kothai gechili bol? chitkar kore uthe tar mami. "Eder jalai to ar parlam na ami. Abar boshe boshe ki dekhchish tui? Jaaa, siggir kapor gulo dhue fel, na hole aaj bhat bondho." bole chole jai Radiya. Aste aste uthe darai Rumi, thot er pash theke rokto muche. Shokto haat er mare fete geche thot. Chole jai kapor dhute bathroom e. pani chere dhowa shuru kore kapor oi chotto chotto haat die. Chokh beye porte thake pani...obakto ekta koshto jeno atke thake tar chotto buk ta te.
Bikel bela hocche shob cheye anonder somoi rumi'r. Mami ghumai dupur theke, kono kaaj o thake na tai shey soja uthe jai chad e, uthe dekhe pasher choto math e baccha der khela. mon chai chute jete ar khelte shobar sathe. tar bodole chader railing er faak e mukh guje boshe thake ar chup chap dekhe khela joto khon na nich theke kono awaz pai. Hotat shunte pai haleema dakche take dor gora theke. Kache jete tar haat e kichu batasha guje dei haleema. "eigulan khaish bajan, ami ohon gelam." Pocket e guje rakhe batasha gulo rumi. biday nei haleema. Odike shondha'r cha ar nasta niye bosheche tokhon Zaman family. Hotat daak pore rumi'r, "oi table ta porishkar kor to" ekta ekta kore shob nie jai rumi table theke ranna ghore. nite giye dekhe plate upor koek ta mishti. Anchan kore othe tar shishu mon ekta mishti khete, kintu mone pore jai mami'r haat er maar ar thoter betha'r kotha. Aste aste nie jai shey shob kichu. "Abeer baba dekho to ammu'r purse ta koi? ektu nie asho to?" bole uthe radiya. Bedroom theke nie ashe purse Abeer. Khule vitore ki jeno khujte thake radiya, na peye uthe jai room theke bed room e. Kichu khon por abar fire ashe, eshe hungkar chare, "Rumiiii, edike aiii!" Atongkito rumi doure jai room e. "Amar bag er theke 20 taka'r note ta tui nichish? Kothao pacchi na keno?" nirbaak hoye darie thake rumi, kichui to jane na shey, bolte jai je shey kichui jane na...kintu tar agei chitkar kore uthe radiya. "kire chor er baccha chor, kotha bolish na keno? Ki korsish tui amar taka? dekhi, edike ai to. Joldi!!" Voye voye egie jai rumi, ar or pocket e haat dhukai radiya, ber hoye ashe batasha gulo. "egula kothai peli tui??? kotha theke kinsish? taka churi kore batasha khawa hocche, na? " chorat kore ekta chor dei radiya rumi ke. chitke pore jai chotto manush ta, bolte chai je ogulo haleema'r deya. kintu ta bolar sujog ar pai na shey. totokhon e tar chul dhore arek hechka taan die chure fele radiya ar chitkar korte thake " keno churi korsish bol, nimokharam. amader kheye pore amader basha tei churi?" bolte thake ar bari marte thake rumi ke coat er hanger diye. Bethai chitkar kore kanna kore uthe rumi " mami mero na mami, ami taka nei nai mami, ami taka nei nai mami" .....ektu pore ghar dhore rumi ke barandai ene chure fele radiya ar bole "ajke ekhanei thakbi tui, kalkei desh e pathai dibo. kono chor rakhbo na ami amar bashai." Shuye shuye kapte thakte rumi, shara gaye laal laal hoye fute uthe hanger er barir daag. dukre dukre kede uthe rumi, chokh beye jhorte thake pani, shara gaye oshohonio betha. ebhabei kete jai oenk ta somoi, aste aste chup hoye ashe rumi, baranda die akasher dike takai, dekhe tar ek matro shongi rupali gol chad ta ke.....obujh hridoy ta bujhte pare na ei duniya'r nishthurota. jane na shey kake bole sneho, kake bole bhalobasha. paini kono din eto tuku ador apon jon der kache. Jonmer por por e to harieche je tar shob cheye apon jon, tar maa. Jol vora chokh e takie thake rumi akasher dike ar chotto obujh mon ta sudhu ektai proshno korte thake 'Kothai tumi, keno tumi ashona maa?'
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