Kobekaar mombaati...
Ekta mombaatir nitol shikhaa enkechhilam onek bochhor aage, amaaar prothom sketchbook e. Shadharon ekta momdaani r opor ekta purono momer shesh-tuku; taar shorbaange klanto golaa mom, kintu shikhaa taa ki odbhut dripto, nitol, poripurno.
Chhobita chhilo chhotto – taari chaaridhaare shodyo shekha aalo-chhayar karukarjo korechhilam bishesh kichhu na bujhei. Aar shobtaai chhilo pencil e aankaa. Shob miliye kibhaabe ke jaane, chhobita shesh hobaar por aashchorjyo-rokom jibonto hoye utthechhilo.
Gotokal shondheta chhilo ekaanto. Bohudin por kichhu porichito priyo gaan shunchhilam, kobita porchhilam nijer shathe boshe – uthaal pathaal oshaanto moner dheu dheere dheere bhaangchhilo; elopathaari budbuder shonkhaa komchhilo eke eke…Kintu dhaar koraa muhurter modhhe lukiye thaka chole kotokhhon? Gaan shesh holo, kobita phurolo, aar tar je resh, taa miliye pher bortomaaner godye phirte shomoy laglo olpo kichhu. Mone holo, ek bichitro jibon amaake dharon kore ache jaa amaar nijer noy. Shomudro-tote ekbaar konokrome eshe pora tukro jhinuk er moton – kotobaar dheuer chhonde boye jete giyeo bhaataar sheshe tthik eshe pore thaake baalir opor. Bheshe gobheer e haariye jaaoaar ichhe, shokti, nesha – konotai purno porimaane nei. Jaa achhe ta holo ek odomyo taan, dheu er unmaadonar smriti aar naarir bhetor ek porichito jhorer aabhaash.
Aajke jodi shei purono sketchbook ta khnuje paai, khule dekhi shei paataa ta jaar ek kone mombaati taa dripto hoye jolto…
Chhobita chhilo chhotto – taari chaaridhaare shodyo shekha aalo-chhayar karukarjo korechhilam bishesh kichhu na bujhei. Aar shobtaai chhilo pencil e aankaa. Shob miliye kibhaabe ke jaane, chhobita shesh hobaar por aashchorjyo-rokom jibonto hoye utthechhilo.
Gotokal shondheta chhilo ekaanto. Bohudin por kichhu porichito priyo gaan shunchhilam, kobita porchhilam nijer shathe boshe – uthaal pathaal oshaanto moner dheu dheere dheere bhaangchhilo; elopathaari budbuder shonkhaa komchhilo eke eke…Kintu dhaar koraa muhurter modhhe lukiye thaka chole kotokhhon? Gaan shesh holo, kobita phurolo, aar tar je resh, taa miliye pher bortomaaner godye phirte shomoy laglo olpo kichhu. Mone holo, ek bichitro jibon amaake dharon kore ache jaa amaar nijer noy. Shomudro-tote ekbaar konokrome eshe pora tukro jhinuk er moton – kotobaar dheuer chhonde boye jete giyeo bhaataar sheshe tthik eshe pore thaake baalir opor. Bheshe gobheer e haariye jaaoaar ichhe, shokti, nesha – konotai purno porimaane nei. Jaa achhe ta holo ek odomyo taan, dheu er unmaadonar smriti aar naarir bhetor ek porichito jhorer aabhaash.
Aajke jodi shei purono sketchbook ta khnuje paai, khule dekhi shei paataa ta jaar ek kone mombaati taa dripto hoye jolto…
keno mone hoy dekhte paabo shikhaa taa nibhe gechhe. Shomosto mom gole gechhe. Ondhokaar paataay pore royechhe kebol ekla momdaani taa.
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