Bou-r sasuri sange suhag Rat

Kal anek rat porjonto jege chilam, tachara sarir-r opor diye dhokol-o giyeche, tai
ghum bhangte deri holo, ghori-te dekhi sokal 7-ta bajhche. Amar sodyo biye
kora bou bulti, tokhono pase suye gumachhe. Ar amar sabari? Se kothay gelo?
Kintu sabari amar ke hoi? Boudi? Sabi? Na sasuri? Or kotha mone hotei kal
ratre-r somosto ghotona chokh-r samne bhese uthlo.
Ami jayanta barui, kolkata behela-te nijeder barite baba mayer sange thaki.
Amar boyes 28. Amar baba school teacher holeo ami porasunate bhalo chilam
na. Madhyamick pass kore welder trade-e iti theke pass kori. Tarpor sc/st quotate
ekta sorkari karkhana-te chakri-ta peyechi. Amader factory-te production
head mr. Ak mukherjee. Amra sir boli. Uni ekjon engineer. Khub bhalo lok.
Bhadra ar worker-der sange bandhur moto babaher korten. Amra sabai onake
respect kori, ebong uni production sankranto kono order korle seta amra jan
diye palon kori.
Mr mukherjee company flat-e thaken. New alipore-e. Oner stri sabari boudi,
educated mahila, ba. B(ed), bachor 32 boyes hobe. Dekhte phataphati, jemon
figure, temni phorsa ar sexy chehara. Onader ekti-i meye, bulti, 13 bachor
boyes. English medium school-e pore ar khub adure. Boyeser tulonai body beshi
developed ar khub mod dress kore.
Mr mukher-r flat amar barir kache bole, ami prai onader flat-e jetam. Sabari
boudi amake khub sneho korten nijer relative-r moto. Gelei kichu na kichu khete
diten. Boudike amar khub bhalo lagto, eto educated, kintu ektu ahanker nei,
onake tumi boltam. Unio amake nam drore dakten. Aste aste ami onader ekjon
family member hoye gelam.
Factoty-te production-er chap barchilo, sir sei sokale office jeten, ar phirte rat
hoto. Amar to shift duty, tai ami boudir sob kaj kore ditam, bazaar kora, tel/elec.
Bill payment, mobile recharge, mane chandi path theke juto selai porjonto. Aste
aste boudi amar opor etotai nirbhorshil hoye porlo je, sese oner ar bultir sanitary
napkin porjonto ami kine antam. Boudir khub english cinema dekher nesha chilo.
Sir-ke bolle sir bolto, ‘jayanto-ke sange niye dekhe eso. Company-r car-e jeo na,
amar ‘alto’ niye jao.’
Boudi ar ami prai esplanade area-te cinema dekhte jetam. Ami to english thik
bujhtam na, boudi amake kane kane banglate bujhiye dito. Boudi jakhon amar
ghare hat rekhe, amar kaner kache mukh ene kotha bolto, takhon oner gayer
foreign perfume-r ganghe ki je bhalo lagto. Boudir hater sporso peye amar
sarirta kemon jano korto. Nijeke pagol pagol mone hoto. Ekdin ekta adult
english cinema dekhchi, bed scene cholche, hotath dekhi boudi amar hater opor
hat rakhlo. Oner hat-er taluta bhije. Bujhlam boudir hoito bhitore uttejona
hochhe. Ami boudir hat-ta dhore rakhlam ar ektu ektu chap dite laglam. Amar
sarire jano agun dhore galo. Sthan-kal-patro bhule gelam. Mone holo pase amar
premika bose ache. Amar dan hat-ta boudir gharer opor jhuliye dilam. Boudi
kono apotti korlo na, borong amar dike ektu sore boslo. Ami sahosh peye boudir
bogoler tola diye hat dhukiye oner mai-e hat rakhlam. Ki narom mai boudir.
Uttejonate amar bara tokhon khara hoye giyeche. Jeno pant chire beriye asbe.
Ami ar parchilam na, ja hober hobe, ei bhebe boudir hat-ta tene amar pant-er
niche khara barar opor rakhlam. Boudi amar kaner kache mukh niye ese bollo,
‘ki thakurpo, khub uttejona hochhe to? Amar-o hochhe. Ei shob hot cinema
dekhle ei rakom hoi. Cholo, cinema dekhe ekta resturent-e giye kichu khai.
Amra kwality-te khete gelam. Ami to lajjta-te boudir mukher dike takata
parchilam na. Ea ami ki korlam? Boudi nischoi amake ekta lompot chele
bhabche. Ekhon ki kori? Jadi sir-ke bole dai? Amar chakri-ta jabe. Khabar niye
narachara korte korte ei shob bhachi, boudi bollo, ‘ ki holo jayanto, khao. Ki eto
bhabcho?’ amar chok chol chol kore uthlo, boudir hat duto chepe dhore bollam,
‘amake tumi khoma kore dao please. Ami ekta oashikhitto chele, tomar gaye hat
diye phelechi.’ boudi hese phello, bollo, ‘o ei kotha. Tate ki hoyeche? Eta to
natural instinct.’ ami haa kore boudir mukher dike takiye achhi dekhe bollo,
‘dustu chele, ete annay nei. Purush ebong nari jakhon kacha kachi hoi, takhon
kono samporko mane na. Dujoner-i uttejona hote pare, khub swavabik baper.’
amar bhoy kete galo. Sahosh kore boudike bollam, ‘achha boudi? Sir tomake roj
koren, tai na?’ boudir mukh-ta lal hoye galo ar dant diye nokh kamrate kamrate
bollo,’ sono bhai, tumi amar theke boyose choto, tobuo bolchi tomar sir impotent
ar tai goto 5years amra kono matting kori ni.’ eber jano boudike udash dekhlo.
Boudir english word gulo kichui mathate dhuklo na. Tai boudike bollam, ‘dekho,
ami choto thik kintu adult. Swami-srtee samporko bujhi. Tumi goda banglte
amay shob khule bolo to.’ boudi prathome ektu michki haslo, tarpor ekta
dirghoswas phele ja bollo, ta ei rakom.
Tomar sir-ke biyer samoy amar boyes matro 18 bachor. Fulsojya-r ratei ami
pregnant mane gorbhoboti hoye pori. Ek bochor-er modhyei bulti jonmalo. Biyer
por ami ba, tarpor b(ed) korechi bansberia-te baper bari theke. Bulti-ke or dida-i
manush koreche. Chotobela theke bultir ekta bad habit grow kore, mane emon
swabhab hoi je tomar sir ar ami besh asubidhate pori. Bulti ratre puro jama
kapor khule nogno hoye amar kache sobe ar amake joriye dhore ston chusbe.
Ekhono ei boyeseo tai kore. Ami ar bulti ek ghore sui, tomar sir annya ghore. Er
phole amra besirbhag rate-i sangom korte pari na. Tar opor aber 5 bachor age
ekta bhul antibiotic medicine kheye tomar sir impotant mane dhojo-bhongo hoye
jai. Or purusango khara hoi na. Age jadio ba amra ektu adhtu milito hotam,
ekhon tao bondho. Tai hoito tomader sir amar theke paliye barai, office-e beshi
time katai. Ar ajkal to tomar opor sob chere diye nischinte achhe.’ ektu hese
boudi amake bollo, ‘bujhle jyanto, sarirer khide saber ache, kintu bhadro,
sikhito-ra mukh phute bolte pare na. Tumi aj uttejoner boshe cinema hall-e jeta
kore phelecho, seta kono dosher noi. Very natural.’ amar bhoi puropuri kete
galo. Boudir kotha bolar stylr dekhe ami abhibhuto hoye gelam. Kemon sundor
kore banglate, kono osobbho sobdo babohar na kore, amake bojhalo. Tabuo
keno jani na boudir oi sarirer prati amar ekta akorson toiri holo. Thik jano
nisiddho kekhu power nesate.
Prathom dike jakhon boudi-der flat-e jetam tokhon dekhtam boudi bariteo sari
pore thakto ar amar samne sarir anchol-ta gaye dhaka diye rakhto. Hoito ami
bairer lok bole lajja peto. Ekhon boudi barite khub sundor sundor silk-er patla
nighty pore. Ami barite thakleo tai pore. Ekhon anekta free hiye giyeche. Oi
dress-e boudi-ke khub sexy dekhay. Fin-fine patla gown-er bhitor-e pora bra ar
panty-r colour ar shape bojha jai. Ek meyer ma, tao, dudher moto gayer rang,
durga pratimar moto gol panpata goron-er mukh, tikalo nak, makhon-er moto
narom sarir, ar oi tall slim, figure-e ki sundor je lage boudike, bole bojhano jabe
na. Khara tight maigulo jano bra theke baire beriye aste chaiche. Eta to dekhte
pachhi, ar bakita kolpona korlei amar bara tonton kore othe. Kintu jani, boudi
kokhono nije theke isara korle tobei aguno jabe.
Ekdin morning duty kore dupure boudir flat-e gelam. Jani ekhon bulti school-e.
Kajer mashi-o thakbe na. Tai bell bajate boudi dorja khullo. Dekhe mone holo
boudi aj asustho. Chok lal, ektu khurie hantche, nighty-er samner huk khola.
Bhalam hoito periods hoyeche, tai oi rakom lagche. Boudi amake oner soyer
ghore boste bole kitchen-e galo. Amar jonne kichu khaber niye ese bollo je oner
ga hat paye batha korche ar jor jor lagche. Gaye hat diye dekhlam jor nei.
Kitchen-e giye du cup black coffee banalam, boudir coffee-te sir-er ana brandy
ektu beshi kore dhallam, eber bed room-e ese dekhi boudi sue ache. Bollam,
‘age gorom coffe-ta kheye nao, bhalo lagbe. Tarpor ekta osud khao. Dekhbe sob
thik hoye jabe.’ boudi bollo, ‘coffee khachhi, kintu sara gaye prochondo batha
korche, tumi borong kopal-ta ektu tipe dao.’ amar mathai ekta dustu budhhi
khele galo. Bollam, ‘ sudhu kopal keno, tumi order korle ami tomar sara sarir
tipe debo. Ekbar sudhu order kore dekho. Amar to lekhapora hoi ni, ar chakri
pabo kina tao thik chilo na, tai body massage-er training niyechilam parlour
khulbo bole. Aj dekhte chai massage kora bhule giyechi kina. Tumi raji holei
holo.’ oto kostoteo boudi hese phello, ‘tomar sange kothate to parbo na,thik
ache baba, ja mon chai koro. Ei ami coffee kheye sulam. Dekho bhai, ghumiye
gele deke diyo kintu. Aj aber kajer masi chuti niyeche.’ amar thote ek chilte hasi
ese galo, bhablam boudi amake kotota biawas kore, je bollo ‘ja mon chai koro’,
naki etai isara? Jani na. Ami boudir pase bose oner kopal, matha, payer angul,
hater angul theke bogol porjonto massage korlam. Brandy-r action-e boudir
takhon ghum ghum pachhe, chok buje sue ache. Ami eber boudir kaner kache
amar mukh niye giye phis phis kore bolam, ‘ boudi? O boudi, sunte pachho?
Ekhon kemon lagche?’ ghume boudi chok khulte parche na, tobu ghorer mothyei
bir bir korlo, ‘bhhalooooo….’ ami bollam, ‘tumi eber ektu upur hoye sobe? Tahole
tomar pithe malish kore debo. Aro bhalo lagbe. Bathata kombe. Boudi
konorakome chokta olpo khule amar dike gholata choke takiye hese bollo, ‘taaaa
daooooo’ ‘kintu ki kore debo? Tumi to nightypore achho. Ota khule debo?’ boudi
bollo, ‘o ma, nighty khulte hobe bujhi? Na khule hobe na? Thik ache, ar lajja
kore ki hobe? Khulei dao.’ ei sune amar to buk-ta dhoras kore uthlo ar jangiyer
bhitor dhon babaji sokto hote suru korlo. Alto kore boudir nighty-r samner hook
gulo khullam, tarpor payer kach theke nighty-ta tene buker kache anlam. Er por
boudir matha-ta ektu tule ota barire bar kore ekpase rakhlam. Oohhhh se ki
body? 32-28-36. Boudi amar samne sudhu ekta kalo bra ar lal panty pore chok
buje sue achhe. Brandy-r action beshikhon thakbe na jani. Tai ar pith malish na
kore boudir gola theke suru kore pa porjonto alto kore sus suri dite laglam. Braer
opor theke chap diye mai tuto halka kore tipe dilam ar navir charpase ghuriye
hat bolate laglam. Pete ek bindu chorbi nai. Sara sarir jano makhoner moto
naram. Mone holo boudi besh aram-e ghumachhe, ar ami boudir ruper agune
pure chai hoye jachhi. Mone sahosh ene, boudir kaner kache mukh niye fis fis
kore daklam, ‘sabari….amar sabi…amar ichhe korche tomar sara sarir-ta dekhte.
Lakshi sona, tomar bra ar panty khulbo? Sabari ghumer ghore ‘hmmmmmm…..’
bole or pa duto ektu phank kore aber ghumiye porlo. Ami sabarir gharer pichone
hat dhukiye oke joriye dhore or golapi thanda thonte chumu khelam. Oo respond
korlo. Ei bhabe joriye theke sabarir pithe hat dhukiye bra-r hook khule dilam. Ar
or tight forsa mai duto beriye elo. Dekhlam mai-er bota duto ektu boro ar kalo.
Bujhlam eta bultir kaj, roj chuse chuse ei hal koreche. Ami-o bultir moto ekta
mai chuste laglam ar annyata tipte thaklam. Amar mukh eber pet borabor niche
namiye anlam. Panty-r opor diye sabarir guder gandha upobhog korlam. Pantyta
ektu bheja bheja mone holo. Eber ek tane otake payer nich diye goliye dilam,
ar sabari amar samne puro langto hoye sue roilo. Or gude halka naram kalo
chul, bujhlam regular clean kore. Jibone ei pratham ekjon narir purno nogno
sarir dekhlam. Uttegonate amar barate batha korte laglo, mone holo barar
dogata ektu bhije bhije. Ami sabarir gude mukh rekhe bhetore jiv dhukiye diye
chuste laglam. Sabario kanpe kanpe uthchilo. Ar parchilam na. Or guder bhitor
angul dhukiye chudte laglam, sabario pacha tule tule anguler thap nite laglo.
Bujhlam ekono or gud bohut tight. Aste aste sabarir sense phire aschilo. Ami oke
jiges korlam, ‘sabari, tomake chudbo? Ami konodin kauke chudini. Tumi raji hole
etai hobe amar prathom chodon. ’ Sabari ektu chup kore theke gambhir hoye
galo. Payer kach theke bhanj kora chador-ta tene or deho-ta dheke nilo, tarpor
amar dike takiye bollo, ‘jayanto sona, rag koro na pl, ja boli, mon diye sono, 5
bachhor bade aj tumi amake je swapno dekhale ar swargiyo annando dile seta
kokhono bhulta parbo na. Tumio tomar jiboner ar ekta adhya suru kore swargo
theke ghure ele. Jayanto, swargo sukh tai thakte dao, noroke ar jeo na. Ami
tomar theke boyose boro, amar 14 bochorer bibahito jibon, meye ache, tai eta
kora pap, eta annyay. Tomar jiboner ei to suru, anek dur jete hobe, tai ekta
sustho jibon beche nao, biye kore sukhi hao. Bhebo na ami tomake refuse
korchi. Er poreo jadi tumi mone koro amake bichanate na pele tomar jibon-tai
borbad hoye jabe, monosthir kore amar kachhe eso, ami nije tomake buke tene
niye sob sukh ujar kore debo. Ar ekta kotha, tumi jano bhul koreo karo samne
amake nam dhore, ba ador kore sabi bole, deke phelo na abar. Ami lajja-te more
jabo kintu. ’ Ei bole sabari dressing gown-ta tule niye bathroom-e jabe bole uthe
daralo. Bujhte parlam sabari koto matured meye. Rag na kore, ba amar mone
kono batha na diye, opriyo kotha gulo ki sundor guchiye bollo. Sabari tumi
osatharon. Tumi-i amake sathik poth dekhate parbe. Oke jariye dhore bollam,
‘sabari i love you, ami tomake chara bachbo na.’ ‘hmm, ekhon to charo, poriskar
hoye asi’ misti hese sabari bathroom-e dhuke galo. Ami drawing room-e astei
door bell beje uthlo, bulti elo. Satyi, sabarir ki time gnan.
Bari phire ratre ghumate parlam na. Jotober chok buje ase, khali sabarir langto
sarirta swapne dekhi. Ki je holo amar, kichutei ghum ase na. Sabarir oi
chamormoni guder kotha chinta korlei bara khara hoye jachhe r batha korche.
Ekber bathroom-e giye khenche elam. Bhor hotei bichana theke uthe porlam, aj
moening duty. Factory giye bhalo kore chok mukh-e jol diye, ek cup groom cha
kheye, kaje laglam. Ghume chok dhule asche, hotath dekhi bela 10-ta nagad sirer
khas peon ese bollo, ‘mukherjee sahab-ne apko bulayya. Bola ki turant usse
vet korna.’ amar to bhoye hat pa peter modhye sentiya galo, boudi nirghat sir-ke
sob bole diyeche. Aj chakrita gabe. Kintu magita eto harami naki? Koi, eto din
mischi, mone to hoi ni. Ke jane baba, meyeder chena satti moskil. Ar ami kina
plan korchlam aj-i boudi-ke janiye debo je oke chere ami thakte parbo na, ami
biye-o korbo na, sarajibon sabarir gud chude katiye debo. Bhogoban-ke dakte
dakte, sir-er chamber-r samne gelam. Beyera khobor dite galo. Phire ese bollo je
meeting cholche, tai sabeb amake oner anti-chember room-e wait korte bollen.
Jani, sahib-ra oi ghore private kotha bole. Tai aro bhoi peye gelam. Ektu pore
mukherjee sahib anti chamber-e ese bollen, ‘sono jayonto, tumi ekhoni 4-diner
chutir apply kore dao. Ami tomar boudi ar bulti-ke niye aj ratrer train-e puri
jachhi. Hotath thik hoyechhe, okhane company guest house book kore diyechi.
Ami, bisesh kore tomar boudi, chai je tumio cholo amader sange, dekhbe bhalo
lagbe. Bikel bela bag niye flat-e chole eso, kemon?’, bole sir beriye gelen. Amar
gham diye jor charlo, boudi samporke baje baje kotha bhaber jonnie mon-ta
kharap hoye galo. Boudir sange berate jabe bole jemon annando holo, temni rag
hote laglo ei bhebe je oi kodin boudi-ke eka pabo na.
Bikale flat-e giye dekhi boudi ar bulti ready hoye sir-r pherer opekhye bose ache.
Boudike silker lal swalwar kimiz-e aporup lagche, thik jano ekta aguner gola.
Bra-cup fitting-er kamiz, pith-ta puro khola komor porjonjo, tai alada kore bra
pore ni. Hi neck kamiz-e boudir buker khangta sposto dekha jachhe. Boudi
bibihito holeo konodin sankha sindur porte dekhi ni, tai onake ekebare juboti
obibahito meyer moto dekhachillo. Kintu kake dekhate eto sexy dress tomar,
sabari? Sir-r to bara-i khara hoi na bolle. Tobe ki ami? Eto bhagyoban ki hote
parbo, sabi? Sabi amar sweet sexy sabi, kobe tomar oi kelano gude amar ei 7’’
lamba 3’’ mota bara-ta dhokate debe? Ar je parchi na, sabi. Dress-e meyeo kom
jai na. Bulti low waist jeans-er half pant, sange sleeveless short top poreche.
Top-r length eto-i choto je, ektu hat tullei or bra beriye porche, ar low waist
pant-r opor or nabhi ar pacher divider dekha jachhe. Aa ha, jeno dujone fashion
parade korte ramp-e hante jachhe. Jai hok, ma meyer hot dress dekhe amar
bara abar khara hote suru korlo. Ma-r deho-ta to kal bikale peyeo chere diyechi,
eber ekber meye-ta keo try korle hoi. Bulti-r kochi gud-ta kobe marte parbo, ei
kotha bhabte bhabte train-e chaplam. Ac first class 4- barth coup, besh aram ar
privacy ache. Boudi bari theke porota ar alur dom kore enechilo. 4-jone kheye
nilam, sir ar boudi opor-er bunk-e sute chole galo. Ami ar bulti anek rat porjonto
golpo koelam. Bulti bangle bolte pare na, kintu bujhte pare abar ami english
bolte pari na, oi ektu adhtu bujhte pari, kichuta andaje. O amake ‘anku’ bole
dake, uncle-er short form. Bulti english-e bok bok kore galo, ami ‘huum’ ‘haaa’
korlam, eibhabe chollo majh ret porjonto. Thik holo ami bulti-ke bangle sekhabo,
ar o amake spoken english sekhiye debe.
Sokale puri pouche amra guest house-e giye fresh holam. Bnr hotel-er kache
ekebare samudrer dhare ekta bunglow type-er dotola bari. Okhane opor nich
miliye total 5-ta bed room. Boudira pasapasi duto room-e thaklo. Ami annoy
ekta room dokhol korlam. Breakfast table-e sir bollen oner ekhane ekjon dealer
sange official meeting ache, aste bikel hoye jabe. Amake bollen boudi ar bulti-ke
niye jano samudre chan korte jai. Darker hole nuliya nei jano.
Sir beriye gelen. Ami ghore giye ekta barmuda pant ar genji pore elam samudre
snan korbo bole. Tv room-e oder jannye opekhya korchi, dekhi boudi ar bulti
swimming costume pore beriye elo. Oder dekhe ami ar chok pherate parchilam
na. Sabari ekta kochi kolapata ronger one piece costume pore dariye ache ar
bulti-r porone two piece printed coutume. Or costume-r panti-ta etoi low cut je
or guder halka khoyeri bal gulo sposto dekha jachhe. Ma meyer ordho-nogno
dress dekhe amar barata barmuda-r bhitor torang kore khara hoye galo. Pache
ora dekhe phele, ami kono rokome hat diye samneta dheke ghore giye niche
jangiya pore elam. Samude giye kono nulia nilam na. Sabi ar bulti sona-ke nijer
hate samudre chan koronor moja hatchara korte chailam na. Prathome boudir
hat dhore samudre neme bujhlam o asole ekta bhitur dim. Samudre nemei
amake joriye dhorlo, ar amio sei sujoge boudir maiduto khub kore chotkata
laglam. Ekta kore dheu ase ar amake aro jore chepe dhore. Komor porjonto jole
neme chan korchilam. Tai sabari-r gude hat rakhte subidha holo. Prothome
costumer opor diye gud-ta chotkalam, tarpor peter kache costume-er tola diye
soja gude hat dhukiye dilam, ar guder bhitore angul dhukiye narrate laglam.
Boudi amar kane kane fis fis kore bollo, ‘ki hochhe jayanto? Beach-e koto lok
dariye ache, bultio ache. Jadi dekhe phele? Ki lajja.’ ami bollam, ‘na go na, amar
sabi darling-r buk porjonto samudrer joler tolai. Keu dekhte pabe na.’ amar
angul-ta guder bhetor joto otha-nama korche, boudi uttejonate toto kanpe
kanpe uthche. Sujog peye eber or ekta hat soja amar barmuder bhetor diye
dhukiye dilam. Bara-ta sabarir hater sporso peye jege uthlo ar batha-te ton ton
korte laglo. Mone mone bollam, ekhon amar barar ros khosale hobe na, erpor to
bulti-keo samudre chotkate hobe. Hoito oo ei bara dhore tanatani korbe. Edike
boudi jano ektu netiye porlo, bujhlam or guder jol beriye giyeche. Boudike niye
opore elam. Pare uthtei, ‘hey anku, its my turn’ bole bulti chute elo. Boudi bollo,
‘bulti, uncle ektu rest nik, tarpor tomake niye giye chan koriye debe.’ ‘ok, as you
like’ bole bulti amar pase boslo. Ektu pore bultir hat dhore samudre namlam.
Bachha meye to, kono bhoi dor nei, amar ekta angul dhore samudrer dheu-er
tale tale chan korte laglo. Ami or gaye hat deyer kono sujog pachhilam na, oke
bollam, ‘bulti, eso ami tomake bhalo kore chan koriye di’ o jobab dilo, ‘thanks
anku, its fine. I am enjoying.’ ki ar kori, or hat-ta amar angul chariye amar
barmuder bhitore barar opor rakhlam. O amar bara-ta bash sokto kore dhore
bollo ‘you want me to hold this? Fine, i am comfortable.’ amar khara sokto
barata chepe dhore lafiye lafiye chan korlo. Bujhlam je or ekhono sex bapare
kono idea hoi ni, ba sex urge develop kore ni, ta noile ekta 13 bochorer kisori
purnoboyosko juboker bara dhorto na. O samudre neme eto moja peyeche je
uthtei chaiche na. Edike amar bara niye tanatani korte giye baraer obostha kahil
holo. Ar barar ros dhore rakhte parchilan na, bathao koechilo, joler modhye
bultir hatei ros dhele dilam ar sange sange barata netiye porlo. ‘my god, your
dick has suddenly become soft and short. Please hold me firmly anku.’ bole bulti
amar bara chere diye amake joriye dhorlo. Amio sei sujoge bulti-ke pechon
theke japte dhore or narom kochi sarir-ta ar chotto mai duto chotkate laglam.
Jehetu sodyo sodyo amar mal beriye giyeche, tai beshi deri korlam na. Oke niye
opore uthe elam.
Sir bikale meeting theke phire ese, boudi ar bulti-ke niye local marketing korte
gelen. Boudi amakeo jete bolchilo, ami ichhe kore sange gelam na, guest housee
theke tv dekhe time katalam. Jaganath-er mandir theke prasad niye ratre or
phirlo, golpo korte korte eksange prasad khelam. Sir ar boudi kal sokale mandire
pujo dite jaben. Lunch-er age phirben. Bulti late riser bole o sange jabe na, ar
tai amakeo guest house-e thakte hobe. Sir bollen bulti naki aj samudre khub
enjoy koreche, parle ami jeno oke kal sokale samudre niye jai. Bulti ar ami kal
sokale eka thkbo sune amar bara khara hote suru korlo. Plan bhanjte hobe ki
kore oi churi-ke choda jai. Oaaaaah, amra dujonei virgin. Or gud phatabe amar
natun bara, je ekono kono gude dhokeni. Meyer guder sati-ched age phatiye,
tarpor mayer tight gude amar bara diye chudbo. Satti, ki je annando hochhe. Ei
sob bhebe anyomonosko hoyechilam, hotath bulti-r dake hush phirlo. O amake
dekhate chaichillo ki ki kena hoyeche market theke. Boudir ghore giye dekhlam
boudi duto kotki sari kineche. Bulti koekta printed vest kineche ar amar jonye ek
set butik-er panjabi ar namaboli print kora barmuda pant. Pant-ta naki bultir
pochono kora.
Natun pant-ta pore suye porlam. Sokale uthe sunlam sir ar boudi mandire chole
giyeche. Toilet theke ese shave korbo bole kit bag khule dekhi blade ante bhule
giyechi. Eto sokale kono dokan-o khola pabo na, bhablam sir-er ghore dekhte
hobe natun blade ache kina. Boudir ghore dhuke dekhi bulti khate ghumachhe.
Bhalo kore dekhlam oke, ki sundor dekhte, slim figure, forsa rang jeno phete
porche. Hobe na keno or mar rong-o to dudhe alta. Bultir mukhta ki sarol
dekhachhe, ekono-to kono pap or modhye probedh koete pareni. Sleeping suit
pore chit hoye suye ache, kono bra pore ni. Jamar samner sob botam-i khola,
khali buker thik niche ekta botan lagano. Fole or mai-r besirbhag-tai baire beriye
ache. Khali nipple gulo jamate dhaka pore giyeche, kintu pet-ta puro khola. Ei
dekhe amar bara babajibon to torang kore lafiye khara hoye galo. Niche
underwear nei, tai barmuda pant-ta ekebare tanbu hoye galo. Aaa ha re, kobe jr
bultir oi norom buke mukh rekhe or oi kochi natun gude amar virgin bara-ta
dhokabo!! Bultir dike ek driste takiye bhabchi or jamar oi ekta botam-o khule
diye or mai duto puropuri upobhog korbo kina, hotath o ghum theke uthe amar
dike takiye bollo, ‘hii anku, goodmorning. You were staring at my boobs, i
suppose. You like them? You know anku, every night i chew and suck mom’s
boob. I can’t sleep otherwise’ ami bollam, ‘jani, tomar ma bolechen. Ar jiges
korchile na tomar buker bapare, o-duto jano darjeeling-r misti rosalo komlalebu,
khub sundor. Kintu bulti, ami to sunechilam tumi ratre kono dress pore soy na,
ta ekhon gaye jama pant keno?’ bulti bollo, ‘o no, mom has told you everything.
You are right. Just before going, mom asked me to dress up. I hurried up and
meshed up with my open brest. Anyway you have seen a part of my boob and
appreciated. Thank you so much. If you like, you are welcome to see me nude. I
won’t mind. Well i would expect you to reciprocate too.’ ami bhablam ae to megh
na chaitei jol. Tahole sohojei choda jabe magi take. Bulti amar khara barar dike
haa kore takiye theke bollo, ‘anku, i find your large cock is hard all the time.
Yesterday when i was holding it firmly, it was dam hard. How come suddenly it
became soft and small? Well, you certainly remember the agreement we had in
train compartment. That you teach me bengali words and me english to you.’
‘achha baba achha, sob hobe, kintu tumi eto taratari gor gor kore english bole
gele to ami bujhbo na. Sono bulti, tomar buker oi duto, jetake tumi boobs bolle,
ota holo ‘mai’ ar ei je amar khara sokto rod-ta dekhcho, etake bole ‘bara’. Sarire
uttejona hole eta khara hoye hard ar lengthy hoi. Pore normal hole soft ar short
hoye jai. Bujhecho? Tumi dhore dekhte paro, emon ki mukhe niye chocolate-er
moto chusteo paro. Kintu beshi chusle okhan theke white cream berobe. Abar
beshikhon jadi barar chamra-ta up down koro tahole-o cream beriye asbe.
Setake bole ‘khencha’ ar cream-ta holo ‘mal’. Ei bole amar barata pant theke bar
kore or hate dilam. Jibone ei prathom o kono purush manusher bara dekhlo.
Bulti obak hoye barata dekhte thaklo ar bollo, ‘wao fantastic, your bara is so
long, thick and cute. It’s your peeing tool, but mine is flat with a hole, called
pussy in english. I shall show you later. Ok? Aah, what you told anku, about
‘khencha’ and ‘mal’, i know a bit. One of my boy class mates told me. When he
gets excited, he masturbates his cock and semen comes out like a jet. Am i
right?’ bujhlam je bulti kichu kichu sikheche or school-er paka bandhuder kach
theke. Ami bollam, ‘ekebare sothik jano tumi. Tomar peter niche oi je lamba
chera jaigata, jekhan theke tumi hisi koro, otake bole ‘gud’. Okhane ekta noi,
duto phuto ache. Oporer-ta diye hisi kore ar nicher-ta te bara dhokai. Ar kono
meyer guder modhye cheleder bara dhokano-ke bola ‘choda’. Barata dhukiye
opor nich kore thap dite thakle, ek samoy barar theke ros beriye gud-ta ke
bhijiye debe. Meyeder-o oi samoy gud theke jol bar hoi. Ei barar ros ar guder jol
mile-mishe giye meyera pete bachha-r janmo dei. Ki, thik moto bojhate perechi
banglate?’ ‘ so nice of you anku, you have taught this sexology session so easily
and vividly that its clear to me like liquid, even better than my academic classes.
I now just await its practical application of ‘choda’ by inserting your ‘bara’ inside
my ‘gud’. Please don’t go away, will be back right now from toilet. Having
pressure……..’ bole haste haste toilet-e gelo. Ami ghorer dorjata lock kore dilam.
Ektu bade fresh hoye, brush kore bulti bathroom theke beriye elo. Eber oke
khate bosiye aste aste sleeping suit-er jamar botam gulo ekta ekta kore khulte
laglam. Ektu ektu kore mai gulo beriye elo, tarpor jamata puro khule khater opor
chure fele dilam. Ekta chotto kishori-r mai je eto khara, naram ar tight hote pare
jantam na. Forsa buker opor brown nipple duto dekhe mone hochhe jano machi
bose ache. Bogol-e ektu ektu halka bal gojiyeche. Bultir mai duto-te hat bolate
bolate or bogol-e mukh dhukiye gandho sukte besh bhalo-i laglo. Or mai-te to
age keu hat dei ni, tai bota gulo bhitore dhoka. Maigulo moida makher moto
tipte tipte or nipple tene baire anlam, ar mukh lagiye dant diye kamre dilam.
Bulti aaaa….h hore kokiye uthlo. Tokhon or gharer pase hat rekhe joriye dhore
bichan-te suiya dilam ar amar thont duto or thonte chepe dhore deep kiss korte
laglam. Or mukhe jib dhukiye or jibta tene amar mukhe dhukiye dilam. O eber
amar ghare hat uthiye diye amake aro jore or buker opor chepe chumu khelo.
Ebhabe kichukhon chumu kheye, mukh-ta namiye or ekta mai chuste chuste ek
hat diye annyo maita chotkate laglam. Bulti bodhhoi tar jibone ei prothom
uttejona anubhab korchilo, karon eber bole uthlo, ‘what man, when will you
fuck, i mean ‘chodo’ me?’. Or kotha sune hese phellam, bollam, ‘sono bulti sona,
choda chudi korar age dujoner-i uttejona chorome pouchote hoi. Tai chumu
khete hoi, mai tipte hoi, mai chusteo hoi, gude mukh dhukiye bhetor-ta chuste
hoi, mukhe bara dhukiye chuse dite hoi, tobe to uttejona barbe. Eter english
nam-ta amar jana ache, foreplay. Thik ache?’ eber ami bultir komorer nicher
dike najor dilam. Pet-ta pant theke beriye ache. Ki patla ar soru or komor ar
navita gabhir. Ami or navir opor mukh rekhe aste aste niche namte laglam,
ekebare pyjama-r dari porjonto, ar oi bhabe mukh gnuje rekhe, pete hat dhukiye
pyjama-r darir gnit-ta khule dilam. Pyjama alga holo mukh aro niche namalam.
Guder ekta sundor gandho nake ese laglo, ar thont-ta halka narom bale atke
galo. Uthe boslam. Pyjama-ta ektu ektu kore tene niche namate laglam. Bulti to
ratre langto hoye soy tai panty pora ni. Or gud-ta chokher samne astei mone
holo a ami ki dekhchi! Jibone ei niye dwitiyo bar gud dekhleo, holop kore bolte
pari sabrir guder thekeo bultir gud aro sundor. Ekta joja lamba line, pet ar dui
thai-r majhkhan theke chire beriye gude dhuke giyeche. Ar sei gudtake halka
badami bal oti jotne dheke rekheche. Bultir gud-ta ektu bhije bhije mone holo.
Hotei pare, ami ja korchi or sara sarir-ta niye. Guder bhitor jib dhukiye swargiyo
annando nebo bole sobe bal-e jib-ta thekiyechi, bulti hotath amake thele diye
uthe bose bollo, ‘please anku, don’t place your mouth on the dirty place of
peeing. Let me take bath, be fresh and then you lick my ‘gud’. Hope you wont
mind.’ ami ballam, ‘se thik ache, kintu bulti, tomar baba-ma aj bole giyechen
ami jeno tomar thik moto dekha suna kori. Cholo ami aj tomake bhalo kore chan
koriye di. Kemon? ‘oah, really? That’s my pleasure’ bole bulti puro langto
obosthatei nachte nachte amar hat dhore tante tante bathroom-e niye galo. Giye
dekhi ei bathroom-ta khub sajano, chan korer jaiga-ta plastic parda diye ghera.
Bose chan korer jonye ekta boro ludo dice shape-e plastic tool ache. Bultike toolr
opor bosiye or gaya alpo groom jol dhele sara body-te saban lagate laglam. Or
gola, ghar, bogol, hat, mai, pith, pet…ghose poriskar korlam. Eber or pa theke
saban lagano suru korlam. Pod-ta ke bhalo kore clean kore or gud-r bhitor angul
dhukiye saban lagalam. Sei samoy gude anekta angul niye giye or clitoris touch
kortei o chomke uthlo. Ami or clitoris-ta bhetore narrate thaklam ar o ‘aaaaaa…..
Uuuuuuu………kore shitkar dite laglo. Er por oke gorom jol diye chan koriye amio
chan kore nilam. Towel diye sara ga bholo kore muchiye ghore ese, khate oke
bosalam. Amar bisal lomba mota khara barata or mukher samne tiring tiring
kore lafachillo. Bulti bara-ta ek hat diye dhore annyo hate barar mathar chal-ta
chariye dekhchilo. Ami or mathata amar peter kache tene bara-ta or mukhe
dhukiye jore chuste ar samne pichone korte bollam. Oto boro bara-ta o chotto
mukhe thik moto manage korte parchilo na. Gno gno awaz bar hochillo mukh
theke. Bulti-ke eber khater pase suiye pa duto phank kore dilam ar amar mukhta
namiye ene or gude rekhe jib-ta bhitore dhukiye dilam. Jib-ta ke clitoris- e
thekiye ghorate laglam. O chitkar korte laglo, ‘ o god, leave me anku, am feeling
something inside, pleaseeeeee……. Take out your tongue.’ pache or chitkare
care-taker chute ase, tai oke chere diye or mukhe abar bara-ta dhukiye dilam.
Bollam, ‘aste aste, keu sunte pabe to. Ar ota kichu noi, oi rakom hoi. Thik ache
tumi ekhon bara-te stroke dao, ami pore tomar gud chuschi.’ ami ar parchilam
na, ektu bade hor hor kore barer groom mal force-e or mukhe chere dilam. O
ghabriye giye thu thu kore khanik fele dilo. Pore taste peye bakita kheye nilo.
Eber ami abar amar mukh-ta or gude jore chepe chuste laglam, ar ager moto
jib-ta ke clitoris-e thekiye ghorate laglam. O hat jor kore amar kaner kache
mukh ene bollo, ’i feel like peeing. Remove your mouth quick or will have no
option but to pee there’ bujhlam jiv diye choder fole or gude jol jhorer time
hoyeche, ar tokhoni amar mukhe o guder jol dhele diye chok buje suye roilo.
Ami bulti-ke bosiye dress poriye dilam ar amio dress kore nilam. Or eto dhokol
giyeche je o chup kore bose roilo. Bhablam aj ar oke chude kaj nei, karon choder
jonnyo kono condom ba tablet kache nei, tachara prothom ber or guder porda
phatate gele o prochondo chitkar korbe. Seta risky hobe. Pore kono ekdin
chudlei hobe. Bultir guder jol beriye jayoate, tai oo ekon ar choder jonnye
jorajuri korlo na. Ami bultir pase ese bose bollam, ‘ki bulti, kemon lagche ekhon?
Aj ar samudre chan korte jabo na kemon? Kintu boudi jiges korle bolo samudre
chan korecho.’ bulti uthe dariye amake joriye dore bollo, ‘anku you are simply
great. And i really mean it. Lot more is expected in near future. Am i right? But
anku, you are asking me to tell mom that we had been to sea. Problem is, i
never lie to mom. Anyway i will ensure to avoid the topic. Hope that would be
fine’ ei re meye-ta na sob make bole dei. Boudi amar sambondhe ki bhabbe? Tar
cheye borong ami boudike ajker ghotona ektu hint diye rakhbo.
Dupure sir ar boudi phire elo, sange jagonath-er prosad. Amra sabai eksange
golpo korte korte prosad khelam, tarpor bulti ekta story book niye ghore chole
galo ar sir-o rest nite galo. Ami jani boudi dupure ghumai na. Boudi ekta housecoat
pore niche neme ele, amra dujone hall ghor-e ese boslam. Ami bose bose
plan korchilam er por kobe ki bhabe sujog milbe bulti-r gud phatanor, ar sange
sabiri-ke chutiye chodar. Pas theke hotath boudi amar gaye hat diye deke bollo,
‘ki jayanto, mukh gomra kore eto ki bhabcho? Bulti khub jaliyeche nischoi. Besh
kichudin theke tomake bulti-r bapare ekta kotha bolbo bolbo bhabchi. Ekhane
bulti ba tomar sir nei to, tai aj bolbo tomake. Asole tomake ektu help korte
hobe. Anyway, prothome tumi bolo ki hoyeche tomar?’ bhablam ekhoni boudi-ke
ajker ghotonata hint diye rakhi, bulti-r kach theke janle rag korte pare. Bollam,
‘na, se rokom serious kichu noi. Oi, bulti khelar chole abder korchilo oke sarirer
bibhinyo parts-er bangle terms sekhate hobe. Bachha meye to, ja hoi, sex organ
gulo bojhate giye ektu uttejito hoye giyechilo. Ei ar ki. Tumi pore janle, ki
bhabbe, tai tomake bole dilam.’ boudi amar mukher kotha kere niye bollo, ‘are,
ei kothai to tomake bolte chaichilam. Bulti sex-er bapare kichu-i jane na. Boro
hochhe aste aste, ekhon theke ektu kore sekhano dorkar. Ami ma hoye to ar pari
na, tai to tomake ektu train kore dite boltam. Jak bhaloi holo, tumi nije thekei
suru korecho. Jano telepathy, amar moner ichha tumi jene giyecho. Ta, ek din-e
koto dur egiyecho, thakurpo? Bangla sekhake giye or gaye sudhu hat diyecho,
naki taste-o korle? After all ma to, jante hobe’ kaner kache mukh ene bhison
aste aste bollo, ‘ki go, satti kore bolo to, bulti-r sotitto horon koroni to?’ ‘boudi,
tumi naaaaa….ki je bolo. Bultir khub koutohol, tai oke bojhachilam kiss kora, mai
tepa, mai chosa, bara chosa, gud chosa, ei porjonto. Ar seta practical dekhate
giye or ar amar jama kapor khulte hoyechilo. O jadio uttegito hoye aro egute
cheyechilo, kintu biswas koro, ami nijeke samle niyechilam. Satti kotha bolte ki,
bulti, sei sange amio, ekhono virgin. Dekho, ami porasona korini, ar tomra koto
educated family, tai future-e kokhono temon jadi ichha hoi, tomar permission
niyei korbo, ei tuku biswas amar opor rekho, kemon!’ amar sentimental kotha
sune boudi kichukhon chup kore roilo, tarpor amar hat-ta dhre bollo, ‘ei boka
chele, boudi-ke ki sob bole jachho? Tomar opor bhorsa ache bolei to tomar sir
amar ar bulti-r sob bhar tomar opor chapiye diye nischinte office korche. Ami
jani tumi amader ekjon hoye giyecho. Mon bolche bultir-o tomake bhalo lagte
suru koreche. Abar etao jani porsu dupure kolkata-r flat-e ja hoyechilo, tumi
nischoi rege giye mone dukhho peyecho. Bagh-er mukher samne theke sikar
kora khaber soriye nile bagh to rage gor gor korbei. Asol kotha ki jano jayanto,
goto 5 bochor kono sex chara thik-i chilam, habit hoye giyechilo. Kintu sedin
tumi amar sarirer khide-ta notun kore uske diyecho. Agun-ta dhik dhik kore
nibhe jachillo, tumi tate ghee dhele dile. Ekhon mone hochhe sedin tomake anek
kotu kotha bolechi, kintu jeno ogulo amar moner kotha noi, tomake sudhu amar
sarir theke dure rakher chesta korechilam. Ami chai ni tomar moto ekta young
chele amar rupe pure jao. Amar na hoi married sex life sesh hoye giyeche, tumi
keno tomar jibon-ta amar sange joriye phelbe? Abar etao satti je goto du din
dhore tumi je bhabe amar sarir niye khela suru korecho, ar prai amake sextually
uttegito korcho, jani na kotodin nijeke thik rakhte parbo. Ekdin hoito tomar
kache dhora hite badhyo hobo. Besh to chilam jayanto, keno tumi amake abar
daihik sukher swopno dekhate suro korle?’ hall ghor-e amra du jon chara keu nei
bole boudike bollam, ‘sabari, tumi amake ekbar kache tene niye dekho na, ami
tomake saririk sukh dite pari kina. Tomar oi deher agune ami pure morte chai,
sabi. Tomake pete gele ki korte hobe bolo, ami sob raji, emon ki tomake niye
paliye jeteo’ ei bole or buke mukh rakhte gelam. Boudi taratari uthe dariye bollo,
‘bikel hoye galo, cholo oder deke dei, cha khabo’ ki kelo-tai na hote jachhilo, ei
bhebe amar hasi pelo. Aj ar keu baire berobe na dekhe, ami eka beriye samner
chttto medicine shop-e gelam. Dokan-ta phankai chilo. Kono samoy jodi dorkar
hoi, ei bhebe ek packet condom chailam. Dokandar bollo, sesh hoye giyeche,
‘today’ ache. Jani eta gude dile gole jai. Tai ek pata nilam, ar bulti-r notun guder
jonye ekta ky cream nilam, ota guder porda fatate kaje lagbe. Guest house-e
phirtei boudi bodhhoi kichu anch korlo. Ami matha dhorer osud kinte giyechilam
sune michki ekta hasi diye bollo, ‘oah’.
Porer din amra conducted tour-e bus-e chepe khondogiri, udoygiri dekhte gelam.
Ekta seat-e sir ar boudi boslo, ar ekta-te ami ar bulti. Sara rasta bulti amar
sange bok bok korte laglo. Rasta besh kharap tai oi choto seat-e dujon chapachapi
kore bose jhakuni khete khete jete laglam. Amar obossyo bhaloi lagchilo,
karon bultir mai duto bar bar amar pithe gotta marchilo. Bus paharer niche
namiye dichhilo, amader hante pahare uthte hochillo. Jai hok bikel bela phirlam.
Sobai besh tired, kintu sir-er dekhlam ophuronto energy, bollen, ‘cholo sabai
mondire aroti dekhe asi. Bulti ar jayanto-r to mondir-e jayao hoi ni.’ boudi bollo,
‘sara din hante amar paye batha korche, ami ektu rest nebo, tomra ghure eso’
amar 6th sense bole uthlo ei sujog sabari-ke eka pawer, bhaggis kal budhhi kore
ogulo kinechilam. Amar jeno kosto hochhe ei rokom mukh kore sir-ke bollam je
amar matha dhoreche, tai uni ar bulti gele bhalo hoi. Sir bultike niye mondir-e
aroti dekhte chole gelen. Boudi-o nijer ghore rest nite galo. Ami ektu edik odik
ghure ghor theke osuder pata ar cream-ta pocket-e niye kitchen-e gelam. Dekhi
care taker-er oriya bou ruti banachhe. Or hate 20 taka-r ekta note guje diye
bollam je ami opore achhi, sahib ar didimoni phirlei jeno amake taratari khobor
dei. O ki bujhlo ke jane, obak hoye amar dike takiye bollo, ‘achha’. Nischinto
hoye aste aste opore boudir ghore giye dekhlam dorjata bhejono. Dorjate knock
kore bhitore gelam, ghore dim light jolche ar boudi ekta chador dhaka diye suye
ache. Amar matha betha komeche kina jiges kore boste bollo. Suye ache keno
jiges korte bollo payer cup-e khub batha ar thigh duto ton ton korche. Bollam,
‘ta tumi oto hante gele kano? Bus-e bose thaklei hoto. Eso ami pata tipe dei.
Aram pabe’ boudi raji hochhilo na, ami jorajuri korate bollo, ‘thik ache, sunbe na
jokhon, dao’ bole ektu sore giye khate amar boser jaiga kore dilo. Ami or payer
kache bose chador-er opor diye pa tipte laglam. Payer cup duto bhalo kore tipe
diye, du hat diye thigh tepa suru korlam. Thigh-er side gulo teper jonye pa duto
ektu phank kore rakhlam. Tipte tipte majhe majhe guder kachakachi hat chole
jachhilo. Boudi chup kore achhe dekhe jiges korlam batha ektu komeche kina.
‘hayn’ bolate boudike bollam, ‘eber chador-er bhitor diye paye hat buliye dei?
Kono uttor na peye bujhlam ‘mounam sommoti lokhhonom’. Chador-r modhye
hat dhukiye mone holo boudir gaye kono nighty ba house coat nei. Ektu obak
holam. Tobe ki sabari aj amar dake sara debe bolei mondire galo na? O ki janto
ami or ghore asbo? Aj ki tobe amar kopal khulbe? Tai nogno hoye amar opekhate
suye ache? Mone nana prosno uki dite laglo, ar annonde bara-ta khara hoye
uthlo. Ami chador–ta sabari-r pa theke uthiye or tol peter kache joro kore
rekhlam tarpor payer angul theke thigh porjonto sursuri dite laglam. Hat-ta
peter kache niye giye chador-ta ar ektu tulte dekhlam porone panti ache. Pete
aste aste sursuri dilam. Majhe majhe hat-ta pantir elastic-r modhye diye dhukiye
bal gulo-te bili kete dite laglam. Aschorjo laglo je sabari ekber-o badha dilo na,
ar kono kothao bollo na. Ami eber or ga theke chador-ta tene bichanar pase
phele lilam, dekhi or buke bra ache. Amar samne sabi ekhon sudhu bra ar panti
pore chok buje suye ache. Uthe dorja-ta lock korlam tarpor table-e osud ar
cream-ta rekhe amar pant, shirt, genji khule, khali ekta jagiya pore or samne
ese daralam. Sabari min min kore bollo, ‘ora ese gele?’ ami bollam, ‘sob
babostha kora ache, care taker-r bou khobor debe. ‘today’ tablet ar ky cream-o
ene rekhechi.’ ‘jani, dekhlam’ bole sabari eber khat theke uthe daralo, ami oke
japte dhore pagoler moto or kopale, choke, gale, kane, gola-te chumu khete
laglam. Sabari amar gola joriye dhore amar mukhe or jib dhukiye chumu khete
suru korlo, ar ekta hat niche namiye amar jangiya-r bhitor dhukiye amar khara
bara-ta jore chepe dhorlo. Ami or pith-er opor hat diye bra-r hook-ta khule
dilam. Sabari amake bichana-te suiye amar jangiya-ta tene khule dilo, amio or
bra ar panty khule matite chure phele dilam. Eber amar obak hober pala. Sabari
amar opor ulto hoye sulo, mane or gud-ta amar mukhe ar amar bara or mukhe.
Boi-te porechi eta-ke 69 position bole. Sabari amar bara-ta chok chok sobdo
kore chuste laglo ar ami or guder modhye jib dhukiye chuk chuk kore chete or
gud poriskar kore dilam. Jokhon jib-ta or clitoris-e dhakka marchilo tokhon o
kanpe uthchilo. Eber sabari uthe amar peter opor boslo ar or gud-ta ke thik
amar barer opor set korlo, tarpor amar bara-ta or gude dhukiye thap dite thaklo.
Amio or mio duto du hat diye chepe dhore jore jore tipte tipte pacha tule thap
khete laglam. Amar dharona chilo chele-ra meye chode, o baba, ekhon dekhi
sabari amake chudche. Khanik pore sabari or hat ar payer opor bhor diye nil
down holo ar amake isara korlo or gude amar bara dhokate. Eta-o porechi,
doggy position bole. Ami or pechone dariye bara-ta gude bhore dilam, kintu slip
kore beriye aschilo. Sabari or hat diye bara-ta dhore abar thik jaigate dhukiye
dichhilo. Amra je etokhon dhore choda-chudi korchi, kintu keu ekta kotha bolini.
Amar khub ichhe korchilo amar sabi-ke ami khisti korte korte chudbo. Kintu ekta
porasuna jana bhodro meye-ke khisti kora jai naki? Sabari hoito bujjhte parchilo
je amar bara ar beshikhon rosh dhore rakhte parbe na, tai o khate chit hoye pa
duto phank kore jhuliye sulo ar table theke tablet-r pata-ta tule niye amar hate
dilo. Ami ‘today’-er ekta tablet bar kore or gude dhukiye dilam. Eber or opor
uthe barata or gude dhukiye, du hat diye mai chotkate chotkate thap marte
laglam. Sabari komor tule pache duliye thap nite laglo. Khanik por dekhi sabi-r
jore jore niswas porche, mane eber or guder jol khosbe. Amio aro jore thap dite
dite barar groom ghono rosh pichkirir moto or gude dhele dilam. Amar barar ros
ar sabir guder jol milemishe ekakar hoye galo. Dujonei netie pore bichanate
pasapasi sue porlam. Kintu besikhon noi, ektu porei sabi amar barate hat bolate
bolate abar otake khara korlo. Tarpor barata mukhe niye barar gaye lege thaka
or guder jol chete poriskar korlo. Amar bara tokhom abar puro sokto lohar moto
hoye giyeche. Sabari uthe amar barar chamra-ta niche namiye barar mathate ky
cream lagalo. Tarpor upur hoye suye amake isara korlo ami jano or pode creamta
lagai. Ami or pacha-ta phank kore poder phutor opor cream dhele, angul diye
jotota bhetore para jai, cream-ta dhukiye dilam. Bujhlam sabir poder phuto besh
boro, hoito age prochur pod mariyecha. Sabari abar hat ar payer opor bhor diye
kukurer moto position nilo, ar ami or pode barata jore ek thap diye dhukiye
dilam. Barar matha-ta dhuke-i atke galo. Tokhon boro ekta swas tene gayer jore
ar ekta thap ditei bara-ta poder slipary phuto-te chor chor kore ordhek dhuke
galo. Kichukhon barata-ke samne pichone kore bar korlam ar hat diye khenche
or pacha-r opor ros dhele dilam. ‘oder asar time holo, tumi eber jao, amio toilete
giye poriskar hoi’ ei bole sabari isarate amake dress korte bollo. Ami ghor
theke bar hoyer samoy sabi dorjar kache ese dustu ekta hasi diye, ‘eber nischoi
khusi?’ bole dorja lock kore dilo. Ami siri diye namchi, tokhon sei oriya bou-ta
ese bollo je saheb ar didi baganer gate diye bhitore asche. Satti, abar dekhlam
ki osadharon time gnan sabarir. Aj khusite amar monta fur fur korche, jibone ei
prothon ekjon meyeke chudlam, ar chodone je eto anando ar aram jantam na.
Sabi, tumi aj amake je sukh dile, ta jobone bhulbo na.
Ami taratari tv hall-e giye bose portei, sir bulti-ke niye dhuklen. Bulti ghore esei
lafate lafate bolte suru korlo, ‘oah anku, you have really missed the aroti
celebration. It was so gorgeous!! Where is mom? How is she now?’ ami bollam,
uni ghore rest nichhen. Ami disturb kori ni. Etokhon rest niye nischoi payer
batha komeche.’ sir ekta magazine porte laglen ar bulti opore chole galo.
Puri berano sesh hoye elo. Aj amra ekhon conducted tour-e chilka lake dekhte
jachhi. Okhan theke guest house-e phire ese rater train dhore kolkata phirbo.
Abar kobe boudi-ke ei bhabe pobo jani na. Bus-e boudi ar ami ekta seat-e bose
jachhi, bulti ar sir samner seat-e. Bus-e bose kal sandhya belay boudi-ke bhog
korer prottek mohurto gulo bhabe monta pulokito hochhe, abar eta bhabe mon
kharap lagche je ami sir-er sange biswasghatokota korechi. Oner sorolota ar
amar opor ogad biswas-r sujog niye, ami oner biye kora stri-r sange sohobas
korlam. Kal sandhye theke lajja-te boudir mukher dike sojasuji takate parchi na.
Boudi obosso khub-i normal. Kono change nei. Asole o onek matured, ar ami
jibone prothom kono meye-ke puro peye obhibhuto. Jak bhaloi katlo 4-ta din,
phirei to abar sei gotanugotik routine.
Howrah station theke ami soja bari gelam, 2-10 ta dupurer duty ache. Factory-te
giye kaje mon bose na. Din rat sudhu sabrir mai gud pachha dekhi. Oke ekdin
puro na dekhe kosto hochhilo. Kintu dupurer duty thakle okane jabar samoy hoi
na. Jaihok, por din duty-te giye suni bhor bela barite mr mukherjee-r massive
heart attack hoyeche. Birla heart-e icu-te bhorti achhen. Office staff sobai okane
giyeche. Gate pass kore hospital-e douralam. Giye sunlam khub serious
condition, sir comate chloe giyechen, ventilator support-e achen. Sabari-ke
dekhlam bhub thanda mather meye, eto bipodeo eka hate sob samlachhe.
Doctor ba jara dekhte asche sokoler sangei smartly kotha bolche. Bhitore jotoi
tension thak, seta kauke bhjhte dichhe na. Amake ekbar ekante deke bulti-ke
samlate bollo. Hospital-er khorcha company thekei mitiye dichhilo, ar sabari-o
din rat okanei pore thaklo. Kintu 3 din por sir expire kore gelen. Amar mathay
akash bhenge porlo. Eber ki hobe sabarir? Sunlam or ma baba nei, choto belate
mara giyeche. Mamar kache manush. Biyer por oder songeo kono somporko nei.
Ar sir-r ek bhai naki mumbai-te thake, kintu boudi-der kono khonj khabar rakhe
na. Boudir dekhlam osim dhoirjo, 13 din por sradhho korlo, kintu kauke
nimontron korlo na. Ar sankha sindur to age-o porto na, tai baire theke or kono
poriborton chokhe porlo na.
Sradhho shanti mite galo, er modhye company management taratari sir-r sob
dues mitiye dilo, kintu bollo as per rules, ek maser modhye company flat charte
hobe. Boudir ja qualification tate management oke accounts department-e ekta
chakri-r bondobodto kore dilo. Behala sakuntola park-e sir-r ekta one bed room
flat book kora chilo, ar ota eknon ready-o hoye giyeche. Tai sabari oi flat-er baki
take mitiye bulti-ke niye uthe galo. Chotto flat, ektai sober ghor, sabari ar bulti
thakto. Ami jetam, kintu sabari-ke ar eka petam na sebhabe. Amar sabi-ke ami
bhalobashi, nijer kore pete chai, tai ar parchilam na. Ekdin dupure bulti nei,
school-e giyeche, sabari eka, ami oke bollam, ‘sabari, ekhon to tomake nam
dhore dakte kono osubidha nai. Ami tomake bhalobashi, tomake chara ami
banchobo na. Ami tomake biye kore puropuri pete chai jate tomake baki jibone
saririk such dite pari. Jani ami tomar jogyo noi, tobuo tumi raji hole, dekho ami
tomake ar bulti-ke mathai kore rakhbo. Tumi to chakri pachho, amader dujoner
income-e bhaloi chole jabe’ ei bole sabari-ke joriye dhorlam. Joriye dhorate
sabori kono apotti korlo na, amar mathta tule dhore ekta chumu khelo, tarpor
amar pithe hat bolate bolate bollo, ‘pagol premik amar. Ektu thanda matha-te
chinta kore dekho to, ami ekhon sabari mukherjee, tomake biye korle hobo
sabari barui. Tokhon ki tomader management amake chakri-ta debe? Tai bolchi
ichha korle amar sarir tumi pabe, ar amio ‘biral hoye mach khabo na’, ta hoi na.
Ki jayonto, mathate kichu dhuklo? Amake biyer poka-ta matha theke dur koro,
kemon?’ ei bole amar bara-ta panter opor theke ektu tipe diye kitchen-e chole
galo. Sabari-r jukti gulo sune ami to tho, ekebare khanati kotha boleche. Ami to
eto dur chinta-i korini. Tobe monta khusi holo ei bhebe je sabari amake ager
motoi or deho-ta upobhog korte debe bole.
Porer mase ek tarikh-e sabari ‘trainee accounts officer’ hoye join korlo. Amar
shift duty ar or general shift. Office-r baire dekha hoyer samoy aste aste komte
laglo, ar office-e sabari kokhono amar songe kotha bolto na. Sakuntola park-e to
ek kamrer flat, tai okhane-o sabari-ke ekante payoa jeto na, ghore bulti thake.
Bultir baba mara jayao-r por o shock peye ekdon chup chap hoye giyeche. Tai
sabari barite na thakleo ami roj astam, bulti-ke songo ditam. Majhe majhe oke
niye cinema ba restaurant jetam. Emon ki kacha kachi ghurteo jetam. Aste aste
o amar opor khub besi nirbhorsil hote suru korlo, ar moner sob kotha amar
sange share korte laglo. Bulti-r sange sabari-r relation khub-i free ar frank. Oi je
ratre bulti langto hoye suye or mayer mini chose, tokhon sob khobor make dei.
Kono kotha lukai na. Amar ekhono mone ache puri-te o amake bolechilo,’ i never
lie to mom’. Puri-r sei sokaler gopon kotha gulo-o sabari sob jane. Ek din mone
holo ami ar bulti bodhhoi eke oporke bhalobaste suru korechi. Ekta din-o keu
kauke chere thakte partam na. Ei osomo prem-r ending ki ta amar jana nei,
jodio amar sange besi dekha na holeo, sabari sob-i bujhto.
Amar biyer jonye bari theke ma chap dite laglo. Ami kichutei raji hochhilam na,
bollei kono bhabe kotha ghuriye avoid kortam. Baba ekdin kon ek relative-r
theke jene elen je amar naki ek bidhoba mohilar sange illegal somporko ache,
tai biye korte raji hochhi na. Baba tarpor amake deke sposto bhasate bole dilen
je ei barite theke hole ei sob nongrami kora cholbe na. Ami jano onnyo kothao
thakar jaiga beche ni. Ki korbo bujhte parchi na. Bulti-r boyes kom, tai oke ei
sob kotha bola jabe nab ba kono motamot neya-o jabe na.
Biswakorma pujote factory chuti thake, kintu school ba college khola thake. Oi
din sabarike eka poya gabe. Bela 10-ta nagad or flat-e giye bell dilam. Bulti
school-e, sabari dorja khullo. Sobe snsn koreche. Ek dhal, komor porjonto lamba
khola chul. Porone ekta dora kata tanter sari. Sari-r anchol-ta diye ga dhaka,
hoito blouse-r niche bra poreni, tai. ‘eso, bed room-e boso, ami aschi’ bole dorja
bondho kore kitchen-e galo. Ekto pore du cup gorom cha niye ghore dhuklo. ‘kal
retre bhalo ghum hoi ni, ga-ta maj maj korche’ bole bichana-te bose amar sange
cha khelo, tarpor chit hoye suye porlo. Amio sujog peye or pase suye porlam.
Amar mukh-ta or dike phiriye pas phire ekta pa or peter opor tule dilam. Eber ek
hat diye or blouse-r duko huk khule buker bhitor hat-ta dhukiye mai-r opor hat
rakhlam. Thik-i andaj korechilam, bra pore ni. Mai-ta halka kore tipte tipte
bollam, ‘sabi, ekhono tomar mai eto khara ki kore rakhle? Ektu-o jhule jai ni. Aj
dupure ekhanei thakbo, tomake chudte boro ichhe korche. Koto din amar chodon
khaoni bolo to? Ager din tumi amake chudecho, aj kintu ami tomake chudbo. Ar
sono, tomar sange anek kotha ache, sob sune thik moto guide korbe amake,
kemon? ‘hmm, bolo sunchi’ bole sabari amar dike ghure sulo. Amar barite ja ja
ghotona ei koyek dine ghoteche, sob oke bollam. Sese etao janalam je ami bultike
bhalobasi. Sabari purota mon diye sunlo, tarpor bollo, ‘sunlam. Ta tomar baba
to anyay kichu bolen ni. Ja satti tai bolechen. Eto to thik je tumi ekjon bidhoba
mohilar sange oboidho samporke joriye giyecho, je samporker porinoti ki, ta
tumi nijeo jano na. Ar tomar ar bultir baper ami jani. Bulti sob boleche. Jadi satti
tomra mon theke nijeder bhalobaso, tahole tomra biye korleo ami apotti korbo
na. Kintu moskil holo oke biye kore tumi buktike rakhbe kothay? Tomader barite
nischoi oke accept korbe na. Ea charao ar ekta somossa ache. Ami bulti-r biyer
bapare se bhabe seriously ekhono bhabi ni, karon or to amar kache na sule
ghum ase na, tai bhobisotte ki hobe jana nei. Ea bapare or motamot neya-o
bhison joruri’. Sabari-r ei sob jukti purno kotha sune ami aro ghabriye gelam.
‘dur baba, ami elam tomar suggestion nite, ar tumi sob guliye dile. Ekhon eto
bhebe lav nei, ja hober ta hobe. Eso, age tomake chudi to, tarpor dekha jabe.’
Ei bole ami sabari-r sari, blouse, petticoat sob khule diye pase bose or sarir-ta
chotkate laglam. Khola chule aj ki sundor lagche sabi-ke. Nijeke undress kholar
jonye khtat theke namlam, sabari aste aste bollo, ‘jayonto, tumi eto dine jene
giyecho je tomar sob abdar-i ami mene nebo, karon amar-o dekhe khide ache.
Kintu jibone kono somossa dekha dile, seta theke paliye na beriye, samne theke
mokabila korte hoi’. Sabari-r oi rup dekhe ami ar deri korte parchilam na, ek lafe
or opor chepe or patla thonte amar thont chepe chumu khete laglam, jate o ar
kotha na bolte pare. Sei kobe puri-te chude chilam, eto din bade abar sabari-ke
kache peye ami pagol-er moto or mai tipte thaklam ar or nipple gulo jore jore
kamrate laglam. Kichu pore or pa duto phank kore, amar bara-ta or guder
samne ene ek thape dhukiye dilam. Kintu barer matha-tuku dhuke atke galo.
Sabari-r gud eto tight je kichutei ar bakita dhokate parchi na. Amar korun
obostha dekhe sabari haste laglo, ‘tomar dhorer opor-ta mundu-i theke galo,
matha ar holo na. Bhjhte parcho eber, keno se din ami nije udyogi hoyechilam?’,
ei bole ghure giye o amar peter opor chore boslo. Amar condom pora bara-ta hat
diye dhore or guder samne rkhlo, tarpor amar opor chap ditei bara-ta por por
kore or gude puro dhuke galo. Abar ager moto sabi amake chudte laglo ar ami
or thak khete laglam. Onek pore sabari or guder jol jhoralo, ar sange sange amio
hapate hapate or gude mal dele dilam. Du jon-ei arame chok buje chup chap
pore roilam. Se din amra dujon ek sathe lunch korlam, tarpor ami dupurer dutyte
karkhana chole gelam.
Din gulo druto kete jachillo. Ek dike bulti-r sange chutiye prem korchi, ar o dike
sujog pelei sabarir sange sohobas korchi. Barite khali sute jayoa chara ar kono
samporko chilo na. Bulti amar sange theke theke ekhon bhaloi bangla
bole,amake ar ‘anku’ bole na, joy bole dake. Ajkal o kichu din theke amake
taratari biye korer jonye chap dite suru koreche, karon du jon-i eke opor-ke aro
nibir bhabe chaichilam. Ar ami-o to sei kobe puri-te ekbar oke kache
peyechilam, kintu jani o ekhono virgin. Tai amar-o ar tor soichilo na, kobe or
kochi notun guder porda phatabo!! Ekdin factory theke chuti niye, kalighat-r
mondir theke bultir matha-i sundur lagiye biye kore sabarir flat-e chole elam.
Sandhya bela office theke phire sabari to bulti-ke dekhe hokchokiye galo, tarpor
samliye niye bollo, ‘tomra sukhe thako, bhalo thako’ tin jone ek songe papor
bhaja diye muri ar cha khete khete golpo korchi, sabari-r mukh dekhe mone
holo ki chinta korche. Jiges korte bollo, ‘aj to tomader fulsojja, edike ektai ghor
ar ektai khat. Ki korbo tai bhabchi, ami na hoi ei passage-e………..’ sabari-ke
thamiye diye bollam, ‘boudi, tai abar hoi naki? Tumi chinta korcho keno. Ghore
to duto single khat jora deya ache, alada korlei hobe. Tachara ea to ek diner
baper noi, ekhon thake amar tinjon ek sangei thakbo. Bulti haste haste bole
ukhlo, ‘cot separate kora cholbe na, tahole mom-r nipple suck korbo ki kore? Ar
nakedly mom-r kache na sule, i can’t sleep’.
Jai hok, khaoya daoya kore tin jon sute gelam. Hai re, bhagyer ki porihas,
jiboner proyom suhag rat banachhi bouke niye, sange sasuri. Bulti-ke majhe
rekhe ami ar sabari du dhare sulam. Ghorer sob alo nibiye diye ekebare
ghutghute ondhokar kore dilam. Ondhorei mone holo sabari amader dike pechon
kore pas phire sulo. Ami bultike kache tene nilam, bujhte parlam or gaye kono
jama kapor nei. Sabari bolechilo bote bulti naki ratre naked hoye soi. Khub nichu
golai amra phis phis kore golpo korte laglam, oke mone koriye dilam sei puri-r
sokaler kotha ‘i await practical application of ‘choda’ by inserting your ‘bara’
inside my ‘gud’. Sune o khil khil kore hese uthe bollo, ‘tumi ekhono remember
kore acho?’ oah, aj eto din bade bulti-ke puropuri amar kore pelam. Amar dress
khule puro langto hoye, or gharer du pas diye hat dhukiye joriye dhore onok
khon dhore ador korlam. Or thote kiss korlam, ar oi khara khara norom mai gulo
niye khela korlam, kokhono tiplam, kokhono chuslam to kokhono kamralam.
Amar mukh-ta aste aste bulti-r pet-r kache anlam, sange sange or guder misti
gondho pete suru korlam. Monta khusite bhore galo. Guder opor mukh rakhtei
bujhlam o ekhon guder bal kamay. Narom gud-ta du hat diye phank kore jib-ta
soja bhitore chaliye dilam, ektu knape uthe o guder dui dewal diye amar jib-ta
chepe dhorlo. Arame amar sarir-ta aro uttejito holo. Jib-ta aro bhetore niye giye
narrate laglam. Bulti anonde aaaaa….aaaaa….kore sitkar korte laglo. Amar khub
ichha kochilo khisti dite dite bulti-ke chodar, kintu sabari pase suye ache bole
parlam na. Thik korlam jokhon dupure sabari office-e thakbe tokhon ar mukh-er
lagam rakhbo na. Eber bultike khater dhare tene ene pa duto matite jhuliye
dilam. Or pa duto amar komore cross kore atke or gude khanik ky cream
dhokalam. Bulti-ke agei sikhiye diyechilam, joto din bachha na chaibe, totodin
roj ekta kore contraceptive pill khete. Tai nirbhoi-e amar barata or guder phutor
opor thekiye bulti-r gud phatiye sati-chod korte uddoto holam, jeno amar sokto
khara bara matha uchiye yodhye choleche. Jani er por o bhison chitkar korbe. Tai
or thont-e amar thont lagiye chumu khete khete, barar mukh-ta chepe or guder
phanke dhukiye dilam. Mathata giye atke galo, ar bulti jore chitkar kore uthlo,
‘oooo…ma…gooooo…ki batha laglo, joy, tomar oi giant size-r bara-ta ar insert
koro na please, amar pussy crack korbe’. Jana chilo eta hobe, aj or prothom
choda, tai guder porda na phatale dhukbe na. Oke onyomonosko krote ektu
jhunke or mai duto pranpone chotkate laglam, jate or batha lage, ar guder kotha
bhule jai. Khanik bade jore ekta swas niye gayer jore bara-ta ek dhakka-te
bhetore dhukiye dilam. Bara-ta khanik egiye giye kise ekta dhakka khelo, ar
tarpor-i mone holo bara jeno somudre giye porlo. Ondhokar-ei bujhlam bichanate
ek jholok taja rokto ese porlo. ‘oah god, ma goooo…..amar sense chole
jachhe….mom…tumi otho…dekho tomar payarer jayanto amake mere phelche
goooo…..amar pussy bleed korche….joy…please ota withdraw koro….’ ei bole bulti
khub jore chitkar kore chot phot korte kante laglo. Gale hat diye dekhi or chok
theke ojhore jol beriye asche. Kichu samoy chup kore theke, bara-ta guder
modhye samne pichone korlam. Bulti samle nile, oke joriye dhore thap marte
laglam. Or aste aste bhalo lagte suru korlo. Du pa diye amar pacha-ta joriye
dhore, or komor ar pacha opor nich kore thap khete laglo.’joy tumi great, aro
penetrate kore force increase koro. Ami very much enjoy korchi. Roj tumi ei
bhabe amake fuck koro. More…more…aro speed increase koro please, joy my
sweet heart, ooooo…..i am cummmmmmming…. Hold me firm’ bole gola theke
ek rokom awaz korte korte, bulti amar komor-ta pa diye aro jore joriye dhore
guder jol chalo ar ami-o sei sange barar ros or gude dhele dilam. Bulti gheme
chan kore giyechilo, uthe bathroom theke fresh hoye ese or ma-r pase sulo. ‘o
mom, amar dike ghure sou please’ bole sabari-ke kache tene ma-r mai-ta
mukhe bhore ghumiye porlo.
Ami bash kichu khon chup kore suye thaklam. Bulti eber nischinte ghumochhe
bujhe, aste aste bichana theke uthe sabai-r pase ese daralam. Sabari jegei chilo.
Ektu sore amake jaiga kore dilo. Ami or pase bose ador kore gale hat dilam, hatr
talu bhije galo. Bujhlam meyer bather kosto sojho korte na pere, etokhon
kanchilo, naki nijer premik-ke meyer hate tule deyer dukhye? Jani na. Narir mon
boroi jotil, thoi payoa kothin. Bulti aj jibone prothom chodon kheye arame
ghumachhe jene, ami sabi-r pase suye ondhokar-er modhye-i or nighty khule
dilam. O amar bara-ta hate niye khela korte laglo, tarpor bose mukhe niye oi
rokto ar ros makhano bara-ta chuste thaklo. Amar bara abar khara hoye uthlo.
Sabari sei diner moto amar pet-r opor bose bara-ta or gude dhukiye chudte
thaklo. Aj ar besikhon dhore rakhte paolo na, ektu bade-i or guder jol beriye
galo. Hoito amar ar bulti-r ektu age choda anubhob kore o beshi uttejito hoye
chilo.amar kache kono condom ba tablet chilo na, tai or gude amar barer ros
dhallan na. Sabri-ke isara korlam doggy hote. Sabari hat ar payer opor bhor diye
position nile, pacha phank kore sabi-r pode-r phutote ky cream lagalam. Tarpor
amar bara-ta ek dhakka-te or pode dhukiye dilam. Sabi-r hoito laglo, kintu
chitkar korte parlo na. Mukh buje kosto sojho korlo, ar chok diye top top kore jol
pore bichana-ta bhije galo. Koyek bar pode bara-ta chaliye bar korlam, tarpor
sabi-r mukhe gorom ros-ta dhele or mukh bhoriye dilam. Bathroom theke gure
ese bulti-ke joriye dhore ghumiye porlam. Khub misti swopno dekhte dekhte
sokale ghum bhaglo. Thik sei somoy sabari, sodyo snan kora bhije khola chule,
ek oporup mayer murtite, tin cup gorom cha niye ghore dhuklo.