Chhai Chapa Agun (Part-1)

Kal rate o sute jaber age dona-r kotha bhabchilo, ghum theke uthe chokh

khule, nijer pajama-r dike takiye himansu, mane himu lojja peye galo. Ratre

dona ke swopne dekhe pajama bhijiyeche.

himu ar dona khurtoto bhai bon. Uttor kolkata-r ek obhijato joint family-te

manush. Himu-r baba ar dona-r baba, tarao khurtuto bhai, du jon ek sange

family business dekha sona kore. Himu-r boyes 18 ar dona-r 17, ora barite ek

songe manush hoyeche. Dujon-i eke oporer chokher samne boro hoye utheche.

Tai oder bandhutto etoi nibir je besikhon alada thakte pare na. Himu ar dona,

dona ar himu, mone mone ekjon ar ekjon ke chai, kintu keu-i mukh phute bolte

pare na. Dona-r aste aste bere otha purno joubon himu ke majhe majhe pagol

kore dei. Himu-r mone mone ichha hoi dona ke kache tene anek ador korte, ar

or sara sorir-e chumu khete. Dona-r oi sugotitho ston-r kotha mone elei, himur

monta udash hoye jai, nijeke ar dhore rakhte pare na. Bhabe dona-o ki

kokhono tar kotha ei bhabe bhabe? Ar dona? 17 bochor-r purno joubon tar.

Himu-r oi sutham bolistho sarir-r dike takiye thakle, or dehe kamona-r agun

jole othe, bhitore kemon onubhuti hoi. Kintu dona egube ki kore? O to jane na

himu-o seirakom bhabe kina oke niye.

kichu diner modhyei oder hate sujog ese galo, eke opor ke aro bhalo bhabe

janar. Ekhon school examination hoye giyeche, tai lomba chuti. Thik holo koyek

din routine life theke chuti nite, barir sabai mile digha te berate jabe. Ekhon

season tao bhalo, ghurte bhaloi lagbe. Digha te pouche hotel khujte giye bojha

galo, ekhon tourist season, besir bhag hotel-e sob room bhorti. Sea beach-r

opor ekta hotel-e room payoa gelo, kintu 3-te. Amader dorkar 4-te room. Sesh

porjonto ar kono upay na dekhe thik holo dona ar himu ek room-e thakbe,

hotel theke 1-ta extra bed-r basostha kore debe. Jotonin na ar ekta room khali

hochhe, ba onyo hotel-e ek songe 4-te room payoa jachhe, totodin ei bhabei

chalate hobe.

jai hok, himu ekhon bhabche ki kora jai, ei bhabe to bichana theke uthle

problem, karon paser bed-ei to dona achhe. O jodi jege thake ar ei obostha te

oke dekhe phele, tahole himu khub-i bibroto hoye porbe. Dona mona korte

laglo uthbe kina, bhebe pachhilo na ki korbe. Kintu himu jane na je dona jege

achhe ar o uthber agei dona-r ghum bhenge giyeche. Asole dona-r obostha-o

eki rokom. Kal ratre o besh excited chilo. Bhalo ghum hoi ni. Choke ghum elei

or samne himu-r oi sorir ta bhese ase. Swapne dekhlo o himur gaye jhapiye

pore oke onek ador korche. Dona emnite nighty pore soi, kintu himu ghore

achhe bole aj dona-r porone salwar kamiz. Ratre dona panty pore soi na,

bhorer dike oti uttegonate or salwar bhije giyeche. Dona taratari salwar -r opor

ekta towel joriye, ekta dress niye, bathroom-e chole galo. Dona uthe jete himu

mone swasti polo. Suye suye-i bathroom-r shower theke jol porer awaz pelo.

Kolpona korte laglo dona nischoi nogno hoye bhetore snan korche, sara gaye

saban lagiye. Ei sob bhebe himu abar uttegito hoye porlo ar nijer ojantei uthe

bathroom-r samne chole elo. Odike bathroom-e dhukei, dona or salwar kamiz

jhop jhop kore khule phello, ar tokhoni ber hoye elo or chomotkar sugothito

nogno sorir. Ayna te nijer deho ta ghuriye phiriye onek khon dhore dekhlo.

Nijer buker opor toiri hoya sugol ston gulo dekhe nijei tarif korlo, ar ston-e

halka kore chap diye nipple duto tene chere dilo. Bhablo 5’-5’’ lomba 34-28-36

figure-r osadhoron forsa rong ar chehara dekhe, je kono chelei chokh pherate

pare na. Or oi golapi thot oder pagol korte jothesto. Nijer nitol pustalo sorir

ayna te dekhte dekhte dona nijer mone bole uthlo, ‘himu, kotodin amake eriye

thakte parbe? Ek din na ek din dhora tomake ditei hobe. Parbe na tumi, ami

nischit je parbe na sona’. Shower ta jore khule dilo dona. Oi jol-r dhara or

buker opor pore sisir-r photer moto niche neme jachhilo. Or khola chul gulo

pither opor choriya porechilo, hat diye segulo mather opor tule aro choriye dilo.

Jol goriye or thigh-r kache chole elo ar pa duto ke bhijiye diye galo, bhijlo aro

ekta jaiga……. Dona aber uttegito hoye porlo. Snan korte giye hotath se nijer

jounange hat diye phele chomke uthlo, mohurto-r jonye mone holo jano oi hat

ta or noi, himu-r. Ei kotha bhabtei, ar nijeke samle rakhte parlo na. Bathroom

floor-e hatu gere bose fingering korte suru korlo. Sei samoy etotai uttegito

chilo je chokh bondho kore nijer mone bir bir kore bole jachillo, ‘himu, amar

himu sona, ami je til til kore amar ei sorir ta ke eto sundor bhabe toiri korechi,

se to sudhu tomar paye orpon korbo bole. Amar ei dehe tumi chara ar karo

odhikar nei. Tomar hat-r sporse amar ei deho te sorgiyo sukh ene dao. Ki, debe

to himu? Ami je tomake bhalo bese phelechi , himu’.

himu edike bathrom-r samne ese dariye achhe. Jol porer awaz-r songe dona-r

churir misti awaz kane asche. Hotath kore sunte pelo dona bir bir kore jano

bolche, ‘ami je tomake bhalo bese phelechi, himu!!!!’. Knepe uthlo himu-r sara

deho, biswas korte parchilo na je eta dona-r gola. Aj prai tin bochor dhore dona

ke niye koto swopno dekhche, eber hoito uttor peyeche. Dona-r kotha sune

bhetore uttejona hote thaklo, kono mote dorja te toka diye knapa golai bollo,

‘dona ar kotokhon lagbe? Ami toilet jabo’. Dona chomke uthlo, kolpona-r jogot

theke dhop kore bastob-e phire elo. Chi chi, sune pheleni to himu? Ea ki korlam

ami? Amar aro sotorko hoya uchit chilo. Dona nijeke samle niye bollo, ‘hoye

giyeche. 5 minute please’. Kono mote dress kore baire beriye dona dekhe himu

or dike obak hoye takiye achhe. Himu-r dona ke dekhe mone holo jano sworgor

kono debi morte neme eseche, bollo, ‘tomake oshadharon rokom clean and

beautiful lagche’. Dona himu-r pajama-r dike takiye ektu dustu hese bollo,

‘mone hoi tomar-o clean hoye asa uchit’. Lajja peye himu taratari bathroom-e

dhuke galo.

bathroom-e giye himu-r chokhe porlo, dona-r chere jayoa salwar kamiz hook-e

jhulche. Himu undressed hoye shower khule dilo ar donar ei matro chere jayoa

basi kapor gulo mukhe chepe or gayer gondho neyer chesta korlo. Salwar-r je

jaiga te dona-r deher ros lege sukiye kormore hoye giyechilo, himu sekhane

ekta chumu hello. 10 minute pore eke bare samudra te snan korer dress pore

ready hoye beriye ese dekhlo, dona-o ready hoye sofa-te bose achhe. Barir

sokole dinning-e wait korche, ora dujone niche neme galo.

giye dekhe dona-r baba ma, ebong himu-r baba ma, sobai ese giyeche.

Breakfast korte korte jana galo boro ra aj kono bisesh kaje baire thakbe, luncho

baire kothao kore nebe. Himu ar dona jeno saradin sabdhane thake, samudra

te snan kora chara dure kothao na jai. Ora sandhya-r modhyei phire asbe. Ei

kotha sune himu ar dona dujonei nijeder dike takiye ekta michki hasi dilo. Boro

der gari ta beriye gele, himu ar dona sea beach er dike pa baralo. Himu-r

porone chilo ekta three quarter pant ar songe t-shirt, ar dona pore chilo jeans

short, upore front open top. Ektu chesta korlei dona-r top-r sanme theke or bra

dekha jachillo. Himu se dike ekbar takiye chokh phiriye nilo, pache dona ter

peye jai. Kintu dona thik bujhte pere mone mone hese uthlo. Dujone golpo

korte korte bitch dore balir opor diye hante suru korlo, norom balir opor oder

payer chap rakhte rakhte. Onekta asar por dekhlo bitch-r ei dikta ekebare

nirjon, keu nei.

-‘ achha himu, tomar ki mone hoi?’

-‘ ki bapare?’

-‘ ei je amra etodin theke ek shathe achi, amra ek songe boro holam, ar

amader bondhu bolte gele amra nijerai’

-‘ hayn se to ami-o jani, ta problem kothay ete?’

-‘ na, problem-r ki achhe? Ami bolchilam ki…..tomar ki mone hoi na ….amader

aro ektu kache …….’ dona kotha ta sesh korlo na, kintu ei tuku shunei himu-r

heartbeat bere galo, jore jore shash nite laglo. –‘ kache? Hayn bolo, kache ki?

”

-‘ bolbo? Himu, i love you. Tumio ki……..

kotha ta sesh korte dilo na dona ke. Himu or mukh ta nijer dike tene ene or

thot nijer thot-r sathe lagie dilo. Oder dujoner jibone etai prothom kiss, ‘first

ever feelings of the shivering of love’. Himu-r mone hochchilo dona-r somosto

joubon jano or thot diye bhitor-e chole jachche, ar dona-r mone hochche himu

bujhi take bhasiye niye jachhe sworger sagor-e. Or kane bajte laglo sworger

songit. Chokh bondho kore fello dona, ar kichu bhabte parche na, du hat diye

himu-r gola joriye dhore or sompurno khomota diye himu-r kiss return korlo,

mone holo or dehe agun dhore jabe. Ekhon shudhu mone hochche sorgo theke

kono ek debota neme ese oke diye jachhe or akankhito sukh. Ar dona, onahare

thaka khudarto-r moto gile nichche sei sudha. Lepte ache du jon-r thot eke

oporer sathe, karo kono hush nei. Ar pichone uttal somudro gorjon kore

choleche, subhro faner dheu bar bar pa bhijiye dichhe premik premika-r. Himur

mone hochhe prithibir somosto soundorjo se peye geche ei 17 bochor-r meye

ter majhe. Ei bhabe ora kotokhon chilo ora-o jane na, hush phirlo, jokhon hotat

ekta boro dheu ese oder dhakka dilo. Khub dhire dhire ora thot duto alada

korlo nijeder theke, ar aste aste chokh khullo. Oder chokh-e royeche oporishim

bhalobasha ar tripti. Dona aste aste himu-r gola theke hat soriye niye khushi te

chitkar kore, ekta laf diye uhtlo. Tarpor dourate laglo sea-beach dhore. Himu-o

haste haste tara korte laglo oke. Du jon-r poripurno poritripti-r khusi te prokriti

porjonto knede uthlo anonde …… namlo brishti.

dona ar himu ebar samudre namlo. Du jone jhapiye porlo samudrer jole, ekjon

arek jon ke dhore achhe, ar jol chitiye dichhe eke oporer dehe. Brishti porche

guri guri, oder mone hochhilo ei chomotkar dunia ta oder ekar. Jole bhije donar

top ta lepte giyeche or sorir-r sathe, ekhon or bra ta top-r opor theke sposto

dekha jachhe, ar sei sathe dekha jachhe or uddhoto buk duto otha-nama

korche. Se dike himu-r chok jetei dona hese jiges korlo, ‘ki dekhcho?’ himu

uttor dilo, ‘tomake’. Dona kichu na bole sudhu haslo. Onek khon ora ei bhabe

jol-e khela korlo ekjon ar ekjon ke dhore, kokhono ba himu dona-r hat dhore

tanche, kokhono abar dona pore jachche himu-r sorir-r opore. Kichu pore ora

du jone uthe elo, suye porlo bhije bali-r opore ……pasa-pasi.

bali-r opore suye thaka dona-r sugothito ston gulo jeno phete beriye aste

chaiche bhetor theke, top-r sathe lepte thaka oi buk ta ke dekhe mone

hochchilo thik jano kono pahar-r chura, jekhane uthte parle payoa jebe ek

nisidhyo amrito. Himu ghar ghuriye dona-r dike takalo, or mukh ta jeno ek

ojana sukhe bhore ache. Donar-r dike ektu jhuke bose himu or thot-e chumu

khelo, ar dona bali-r opor hantu gere himu ke joriye dhorlo. Himu chumu khete

khete dona-r phorsa purusto pa gulor dike, chokhe kamoner agun niye, takiye

thaklo, tarpor dujonei bhije bali-r opor goriye porlo. Ei bhabe suru holo dona

himu-r nibir bondhutto.  (Cholbe...)