Ichhe kore fele rekhe jaoa diary‘r patay keo likhe rekhe jay:
“I find myself in meaningless relationships in which I deliver false promises and empty words with a devilish smile, with no guilt and with complete disregard. In a whim I fall in lust and in another I forget who, what and where.
But there will b a time when my heart would ache for love, when my eyes would shed a tear when it was not to be. I would wait, may be, perhaps I would meet someone that would make my heart skip.”
Ashe pashe chhoriye chhitiye pore thake bondhujon er ullas…
Tukro tukro chhobi bhese othe amar mone..
Du hath chhoriye ghas e gora gori khache ekta chhoto chhele… sobujh e makha makhi jama… school er moja te matir chhop… elo melo jhakra chul e ghas er tukro… sisir poreni bole ghas er gondho ta alada… tobu taii soi… buke bhore niye urbar jonno toiri hochhe se….
Adho ondhokar..bristi porche ek gheye…bidhu da keno jani aj mather alo gulo jalayni… hothat kore dur e ekta chhaya dekhe chomke uthi… bhaj kora du hatu’r majhe matha jhukiye bhijche ekta chhele… eka. Jhakra chul shanto hoye mukher pashe lepte.. Here jaoar kosto ki?? Firiye dichhe ghas gulo k kichu?
Haoa bhora golok ta kono din kichu ferot chaini to chhele tar theke… borong diyeche onek kichu… horek rokom onubhuti.. Tobu keno erom holo??
Eto raag obhimaan protishodh..lukiye chhilo ...chok choke kalo chokh gulor pechone...??
Ru, prasongik hobe kina janina, tao boli. ami anekdin age shunechhilam. anyoke niye khelte gele je amio tar khelna hoye jai, by default, setai amader mone thakena.
ReplyDeletesundor lekha Ru. chokhe angul dewa.
বাব্বা, প্রথম কিছুটা পড়েই বুঝছি এ আমার পক্ষে বোঝা সম্ভব নয়। তবে ১ নং মন্তব্যে কুন্তলার কথাটা যেনো সত্য হয়, “অন্যকে নিয়ে খেলতে গেলে আমরা তার খেলনা হয়ে যাই” সেই কামনা করি। কারণ আমিও এরূপ একটি প্রতিশোধের অপেক্ষায় আছি।
ReplyDeleteThanks Kuntala Di... ei kodin khub busy chhilam ..likhteo parini porteo parini :(
ReplyDeleteaj onekdin bade tomar comment pore mon bhalo hoye gelo...
Onekdin bade rod utheche aj :)
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