ami class 8 er annual exam e fail korlam. ami school er rule jantam. hoy abar 8 e thakte hobe, nahole 9 e uthleo 7,8 ar 9 er meyeder class e sex education er period er somoy oder classroom e langto hoye madam ke help korte hobe meyeder sex education deoar byapare. amader school e chele ar meyeder alada section e class hoto. roj last 2 period meyeder sex education class. rina madam er kothay ami class surur agei meyeder ghore dhuke matha nichu kore darie roilam. meyera amake dekhe hasahasi korte laglo.amar cousin sister pritha o 7 e pore, oke dekhe aro lojja korte laglo. ami matha nichu kore darie chilam, pritha bollo, ei feltu, lengtu hoye dara nahole madam ese marbe kintu. bon er mukhe ei kotha sune vison lojja holo, ami jama pant khule sudhu under pant pore darie roilam. pritha bollo “jangia khol, ota dekhanor jonnei to toke ana lengtu.” ami lojjay laal hoye gelam. bon er pashe bosa or bandhobi anindita bollo, “lengtu, tor tuntuni ta antoto ber kor jangia theke.” sob meye sune haste thaklo vishon. class e 60 jon meyer samne amake langto hote hobe vabtei lojjay chokh die jol porte laglo. pichon theke ekta sundori meye bole uthlo, “dakh sobai, lengtu kadche.” class e jano hasir rol uthlo. ami badhdho hoye jangiar fak die ber kore dilam amar nunu. sob meye takie dekhte laglo lojjay kukre choto hoye jaoa amar nunu take. rina madam tokhon e class e dhuklo. madam er boyesh andaj 30,besh lomba,forsha, sundori. class e dhuke amake langto darie thakte dekhe madam muchki haslen, tarpor amar nunu te hat bulie bollen ” FAILtu valo chele hoye geche dekhchi, nije theke lengtu hoye darie ache meyeder sex education class e sahajjo korar jonne !” class e hasir rol uthlo abar. ami matha nichu kore darie achi lojjay. kintu aschorjo byapar holo eto lojjar modhdheo amar nunu ta khara hoye geche, class er sob meye joto haste haste amar nunur dike takachche, toto khara hoye uthche amar nunu.
madam porate laglen , “meyera kal tomader ami board e enke bujhiechi chele ar meyeder jounanger gothon. jouno pokria somporkeo bolechi.” amar nunu te hat die bollen, “etai cheleder sei peniis ba purushango, jake feltu chelera nunu ba bara bole. eta kintu sudhu jononangoi na, etai sei ongo jar sahajje chelera jug jug dhore meyeder upore chelera ottachar kore eseche. kintu akhon jug bodleche. sex education er sahajje amra tai sikhbo ki kore ei ottachari ongo tike kabu korte hoy, ar ki kore eke vog korte hoy jokhon amra chai.”madam tar dan hat ta barie amar nunu te hat bolate bolate bollen, “tomader prothom kaj holo oder nunur gothon valo kore bojha. kalke amar porano theoryr sathe milie dekha. lengtu tomader protteker kache jabe, tomra valo kore haat die ghete dekhbe or nunu ar bichi. nunur gothon dekha hoye gele or gale jore ekta thappor marbe, lengtu tokhon porer joner kache chole jabe.” madam amar nunu te ekta chor mere bollen “ja lengtu, right 1st bench e bosa kamalikar kache ja.” ami matha nichu kore kamalikar pashe gie daralam. meyeta besh sundori, mukhe hasi jhulie amar khara hoye jaoa nunu ta khop kore dhore fello. amar nunur chamra opor nich korte laglo on sundor, norom hat die. amar tokhon lojja na,khub valo lagchilo. or norom hater sporshe amar birjo porar upokrom holo. kintu ami jantam, meyeder pobitro hate birjo felar odhikar amar moto feltur nei, birjo pore gele amar kothin shasti hobe.tai onek koshte ami nijeke songjoto korlam. kamalika amar bara ar bichite or norom hat bolate laglo. ami lojja vule anonde pray pagol hoye gelam. pray 5 minute por kamalika ba hat die sojore ekta chor marlo amar gale. ami thatano nunu nie or ba pashe bosa riddhi r kache chole elam. seo eki vabe amar nunu nie khello 5 minute,ar gota class dekhe haste laglo. tarpor o thappor mere amake or pashe bosa sabainar kache pathie dilo. evabe right 1st bench sesh kore , left 1st bench er 3 joner hate nunku somorpon kore seshe amar khurtuto bon prithar kache poucholam. ami tokhor ar birjo dhore rakhte parchilam na. ato sundori meye nunu te hat dile ki ar se anondo sojjho kora jay? ar anindita atojore hat bolachchilo je amar mone hochchilo o bujhi amake handdjob dichche. onek koshte nijeke songjoto kore bon prithar kache gelam. pritha amar nunuta du hate narte narte bollo, “ki re lengtu, kamon lagche class vorti meyer samne langto hoye thakte?” ami lojjay matha nichu korlam, amar choto bon gota class er samne amar nunu te hat bolate bolate amake lengtu bole dakche, eta vabtei amar nunu aro khara hoye gelo. ami jobab dilam, “khub valo lagche miss pritha.” sune gota class hasite fete porlo. bon dan hat die khub jore amar barar skin opor nich korte laglo. uff, ki aram !!!!!!!!! ar parchina nijeke samlate. birjo na ber kore ar parchina. amar bon aro jore upor nich korte laglo amar bara chamra. swarger sob sukh jano ese amar nunute joma hoyeche,ami ar parchina. bon er hater swargio sporsho aro goti baralo, ami ar parlam na….bon er pobitro hater upor dhele dilam amar thokthoke sada birjo rosh,gota class er samne. uffffff,ki sukh !!!!!
Sukher swargo theke bastob jojote fire elam ba gale bon er hate sopate chor kheye. Matha ghure pore jachchilam pray, prithar dike cheye dekhi o vishon rege geche. Meyeder hate toder nongra birjo felte lojja kore na?’ madam bollen age nijer jama die or hat muche de. Nijer class theke ar duto failtu ke deke an.ar tarpor baki class tui prithar paye matha rekhe or kache khwama cha. etai tor shasti. O khwama na korle toke kintu school theke tarie debo. Ami voy peye gelam khub. Jotno kore prithar hat muche dilam amar shirt die. Amar class e gie duto fail kora cheleke deke anlam. Madam er nirdeshe ora langto hoye dujon meyer samne daralo ar meye duto oder nunu nie khelte laglo. Ar ami bon er juto pora payer upor jhapie porlam. Or sneaker pora payer upor chumu khete laglam pran voye,ar khwama chaite laglam. Bon amake soja hoye sute bollo. Ami soja hote o or juto pora pa duto tule dilo amar mukhe. Anindita or pa rakhlo amar buke ar koyel amar nunur upore. Ami bon er jutor tolay chumu kheye khwama chaite laglam ar dekhlam koyel er juto pora payer tolay amar nunu abar khara hoye geche. Ami gota class er samne jiv bar kore bon er jutor tola chatte laglam. Dhulo, kada, ghash,mati, sob or jutor tola theke chete khete laglam ami.Or jutor tolar protita khaj o chokchoke hoye gelo amar jiver sporshe. Class sesh hote madam bollen ‘ja,aj toke khwama kore dilam. Kal tora 3 jon e thik somoye ei class e chole asbi. Amra 3 jon matha nere dress pore chole elam..
bari fire odvut ekta ghorer modhhe katlo rat ta. ek govir apoman bodh achchonno kore rekhechilo amar mon, ar sei apomanito sottai amake dichchilo ek niontronhin jounosukh. barbar hat chole jachchilo amar jounange, purushanger chamra opor nich korchilam, ar dube jachchilam probol sukher ek jogote. sudhu mone hochchilo kokhon kal school suru hobe, ar ami nijeke sope dite parbo class room vorti meyeder hate ulongo abosthay. school er oi sesh duti period amar kache chorom apomaner, tobu tar modhdhei lukie ache ek opurbo anondo. rat 10 ta bajtei kheye nie suye porlam, ar amar hat jounango nie khelte laglo, amar mone vese berate laglo sediner apomanjonok muhurto gulo, bishesh kore cousin prithar sathe. or hate handdjob paoa, or hate thappor khaoa, ar gota class er samne or payer tolay suye or jutor tolay chumbon kore khwama chaoar muhurto gulo barbar vese utte thaklo mone. ek odvut anondo moner majhe tar bishal dana jhaptate laglo, meyeder hate apomanito haoar anondo. ami uthe porlam. bon koek mash aage amader barite ese or purono sneaker jora rekhe gechilo( ekta notun juto kine seta pore bari gechilo). ami pagoler moto seta khujte laglam. aboseshe seta pelam sirir ghore, setake buke jorie fire elam nijer ghore. juto dutor tolay puru sukno kadar stor, ami sob upekkha kore sara mukhe amar pujonio debi prithar jutor tola duto amar sara mukhe ghoste laglam. ufff, ki anondo apomanito haoar modhdhe !! ami parchilam na ar, purushango ta pant er modhdhe lafachchilo jouno uttejonay. ami jiv bar korlam, chete khete thaklam amar superior goddess prithar jutor tolar moyla, amar worthless jiv die. uttejona barte laglo pant er modhdhe , ami bon er ba jutota namie anlam amar purushanger opor, ghoste thaklam ota, amar provur jutor tola die. ar sei sathe dan jutor tolay chumbon korte thaklam pagoler moto. ufffff, abar sei sokal er moto anondo ! ar je sojjo hoyna !!! thokthoke sada birjo jholoke jholoke berote laglo. ufff, meyeder hate apomanito haoar modhdhe ato anondo kano?? amar hush firlo, ghorir dike takie dekhlam raat 1.30 ta baje. amake ghumate hobe. kal school jete hobe, nijeke nijer 2 year junior meyeder hate ulongo abosthay sope deoar jonne.
PORDIN JOTHASOMOYE school e gelam. 1st theke 5th period ektao mathay dhuklona. amar mon jure tokhon 6th period er sukhoswapno. 5th period sesh hote ami ar amader class er ar dui fail-tu uttam ar raju class 7 er girls devision er class room e matha nichu kore dhuklam. amra dhuktei class e hasir roll uthlo. 2nd bench theke naam na jana ekta sundori meye mukhe hasi jhulie bollo, “jama pant khol tara tari. feltu der meyeder samne lengtu hoye thakte hoy janis na?’ abar hasir roll uthlo class e. 2 year junior naam na jana meyer adesh bina protibade palon korlam amra. jama pant khule jangiar opor die nunu baire bar kore daralam 3 jon chelei.
rina madam class e dhuke amader lengtu hoye thakte dekhe haslen, tarpor bollen, “tora meyeder bench er samne kneel down hoye dara.” amra 3 jon e bina bakko baye madam er kotha palon korlam. raju ar uttam o ki amar moto enjoy korche meyeder hate humiliation? bujhte parlam na. 3 jon e meyeder 1st bench er thik samne kneel down hoye kan dhore daralam meyeder dike mukh kore. bina protibade. amar thik samne bosa anamika or sada sneaker pora dan pa ta amar nunu te ghoste laglo aste aste,ar majhe majhe ba pa tule or juto pora pa die lathi marte laglo amar mukhe.. madam porano suru korlen. “cheleder purushanger gothon tomader porshu poriechi. ar kaal tomra protteke purushanger gothon feltu der nunu hate dhore porikkha kore dekhecho. ei ongo sristi hoyeche meyera jokhon chay sudhu tokhon meyeder ichche moto tader sukh deoar jonne. kintu ei onger opobyabohar kore prachin kal theke chelera superior gender meyeder opor ottachar kore asche. tai sorkar theke sex education class er madhdhome ei ottachari ongoke control korar sikkha deoa hochche prottek meyeke. cheleder bichite lathi mere kivabe oder control korte hoy setai akhon sekhano hobe tomader. madam onar laptpo theke projector er sahajje deoal e tangano boro porday ekta video chalie meye der dekhate laglen kivabe bichite lathi marte hoy. video ta dekhe amar rokto him hoye gelo. meyeder hate apomanito haoa anonder thik e, kintu evabe bichi te lathi khaoa? ami vabte parchilam na. anamikar juto ora payer tolay amar nunu voye kukre jachchilo. gota class er sob meye evabe bichite lathi marle sojjo korbo ki kore?
madam bollen, “lengtura, tora 3 jon line die uthe dara, meyer toder bichite lathi marbe akhon. voye kapte kapte uthe daralam amra. ekbar mone holo doure palai, kintu sahosh holo na. prothome daralo raju, amar bon pritha hasimukhe or samne ese daralo, tarpor proboll jore or pa aghat korlo rajur bichite. raju ulte pore gelo. or gonganir sobdo dhaka pore gelo gota class er hasite, sudhu dekhte pelam bichi chepe dhore chot phot korte thaklo raju. erpor uttam er pala. average looking ekta meye egie elo ar or payer kalo mary jane shoe probol jore achre porlo uttam er bichir opore. kata chagoler moto chotpot korte laglo uttam, mejhete ulte pore, komore hat die haste laglo meyeta. ebar amar pala !!! badhdho hoye egie gelam. anamika egie elo amar bichite lathi marar jonne. ami hat duto pichone nie gelam jate vul kore oke badha na die feli. anamika paa tullo khub jore…….ar….na, onnoder tulonay besh astei marlo lathita.ami jodio mejhete ulte pore katrate laglam, tobu anamika nijer seat e ferar aage oi abosthay hat barie or pa chhuye oke pronam kore dhonnobad dite vullam na. raju katrate katrate uthe gie abar bichite lathi khaoar jonne egie gie daralo. ekta sundori meye egie elo. kintu madam hat barie thamalen oke. amader dike fire bollen “tora je keu lathi marte badha disni dekhe valo laglo. ar lathi khete hobena toder bichite. tora uthe kalker moto meyeder bench er samne ja, ora toder nunu nie khelbe. tobe mone thake jano, birjo jano na pore. birjo porle jar hate birjo felbi se toder bichite 10 ta lathi marbe.” madam er kothay jano swargo hate pelam. ekta lathi kheyei bichir ei dosha. sob meye ekta kore lathi marle bichi puro gole jeto. khusi mone ami madam er nirdeshe last bench e bosa rituparna r hate nijer nunu somorpon korlam. abar mone anondo fire elo. rituparna amar barar skin opor niche korte laglo. abar fire elo anondo, amar purushango jure. kintu maal je fela jabena !! ei anondo mal na fele sojjo kor jay? 8 jon meyer hat ghure poucholam opurbo sundori anneshar kache. annesha or farsha sundor hat die amar nunu nie khelte laglo. amar mone hochchilo ar nijeke control korte parbo na. thik tokhon e obak hoye dekhlam annesha….gota class er samne…….amar nunuta or mukhe pure nilo !!! ufff, se ki aram !!!!! or jiv amar nunur lal mundite ghote laglo,amar nunu ta lali poper moto chuste laglo. uffff, ei aramer jonno bichite 10 ta lathi kano, 10 bar mrittu boron kora jay. sukher chote ami charidik andhokar dekhlam ar onuvob korlam sei sukher sikor ke. amar bichi birjo chere dieche. kintu obak hoye dekhlam nunur gorata dan hater angul die probol jore chepe dhoreche annesha. amar nunu ta .amar nunu probol jore kapte laglo or mukhe, kintu o or haat dhila korlo na, sukher sikhore poucheo birjopat holo na amar. thik sei somoy chhutir ghonta porlo. amar nunu mukh theke bar kore annesha bag kadhe nie bollo, “ja, toke bichite 10 ta lathi khaoar hat theke bachie dilam.ami tokhon bastob jogote fire esechi abar. annesha amar opor kotota daya dekhieche bujhte osubidha holona amar. class er modhdhei or kalo mary jane pora paye matha rekhe sashtange pronam korlam, or jutoy chumu kheye dhonnobad dilam oke. tarpor jama pant pore bag nie class theke berote jabo, hothat cousin pritha pichon theke daklo. ami ghure daralam. “lengtu,jethike bolis aj sondhebela toder bari jabo. kal porsu thakbo.”, pritha bollo. amar mone pore gelo aj sukrobar, kal ar porsu school chuti. amar voy voy korte laglo. amar barite sobar samne pritha amake langto korte CHAIBE NA TO ????
ami school theke bari poucholam bikel 4.30 te. Baba office e. ma bodhoy shopping korte geche ,bari nei. Ami hat mukh dhuye tiffin korte laglam. Mathay tokhono ghurchilo anneshar sathe katano sei muhurto kotar kotha…..uffffff, annesha jokhon amar nunuta mukhe nie chuschilo tokhon jano swargo neme esechilo amar ei 7 inchi lomba ongo tay…… dukhhe vora prithibite ato sukh o paoa jay???? Bujhte parlam amar hat amar ojantei amar purushango nie khelte suru koreche. Dan hat ta nunur chamra ta opor nich korche, ar ek opurbo sukh chorie porche amar sara dehe.abar sei chorom uttejona jaglo dehe.. ekbar vablam akhon maal fela thik hobena, kintu amar hat amar sashon manlo na, goti barate barate abar amake pouchhe dilo sukher uchchotomo sringe. Jholoke jholoke birjo berote laglo amar bara die, ba hater talute songroho korlam birjo ta. Ufffff,ki sukh !!! hat dhuye gie bichanay suye porlam. Mathata kamon jhimjhim korchilo, hoyto otirikto birjo pater fole, ami ghumie porechilam ektu. Ghum vanglo door bell er awaj e. bichanay uthe boste na bostei sunte pelam prithar misti gola “fail-tu, oi feltu dorja khol.” Amar barir dorjar samne darie amar bon amake feltu bole dakche ! chhute gie dorja khullam. Pritha or bi cycle ta balcony te dhukie die thik dorjar samne darie ache, or porone ekta kalo top, jeta or forsha ronger songe khub manieche, ar ekta jeans er pant. Dorja khultei amar ba gaale sojore ekta thappor marlo pritha, jetar jonno ami prostut chilam na. archokhe takie dekhlam ulto diker mathe khelte thaka amar parar bondhura takie amader dekhche. “dorja khulte ato deri holo kano?”, pritha gomvir golay jiggesh korlo. “sorry”, ami ghabre gie bollam, “ami ghumie porechilam ektu.” “tui sukhe ghumabi ar ami tor jonno dorjar baire darie wait korbo? Khwama cha amar paye matha rekhe.” “please pritha, aage ghore dhoko, tar pore tumi ja bolbe korbo”, ami poristhiti samal deoar chesta kori. Pritha mukhe kichu bolena or ba hat sojore amar dan gale achre pore amar prostab nakoch kore day. Amar bondhura mathe khela bondho kore amader dekhte thake. Pritha dan hater angul die or juto pora payer dike dekhay, “pa dhore khwama cha, nahole ekhane sobar samne langto kore kan dhore dar korie rakhbo toke.” Ami takie dekhi bon er payer dike. Or paye sada sneaker pora,eta porei school e jay o. kal oder gota class er samne ei jutor tolatei chumbon kore khwama cheyechi or kache. Ami nichu hoyesuye pori upur hoye, bon er payer kache, or juto pora payer opor matha rekhe mukhta ghoste thaki or jutor opore, or jutoy chumu khete khete bolte thaki barbar, “please, khwama kore dao amake”. Bon or dan pa ta tule amar mathar pashe lathi mere adesh kore “soja hoye so”. Ami badhdho daaser moto amar provur adesh palon kori. Soja hoyesutei bon or sneaker pora dan pa amar mukher opor rekhe amar mukhta ghoste thake or jutor tola die, math vorti amar bondhuder samnei. Amar thot amar dant ar prithar jutor tolar majhe chape pisto hote thake. Amar thot duto nie jutor tola die ghose khelte thake amar bon , sobar samnei. Amar jiv alpo majhe majhe sporsho korte thake boner jutor tola, ar ami sukher ek olik jogote vaste thaki. Bon or paa ta tule amar mukhe ekta lathi mare erpor, “amar jutor tola chete poriskar kore de.” Ami amon vabe amar sundori boner jutor tola chatte thaki jano amar jibon mrittu er opor nirvor korche. Or jutor tola theke mati ghash, dhulo sob jiv die sechchay mukho gohore tene ni, ar ta gile khete thaki. Ami onuvob kori mathjora amar bondhura amar khurtuto bon prithar haate amar ei humiliation dekhche. Ar etai amake aro besi uttejito kore tole, ami evabe boner jutor tola chatte thaki jano ami prithibir sobcheye sussadu khabar chete khachchi. Prithar dan jutor tola notuner moto chokchoke kore di ami chete, poriskar sada jutor tolay nijer mukher protibimbo dekhte pai ami. Bon dan pa amar mukh theke namie juto pora ba pa die amar mukhe ekta jore lathi mare. Amar mukher opor or pobitro paa ta namie hukum kore “chat”. Ami abar harie jai ek ononno sukher jogote, ja sudhu kono meyer juto chetei paoa somvob. Or jutor tolar moyla joto chete khete thaki sukher ek odvut jogote harie jete thaki ami. Amar mukher opor juto pora pa rekhe darie thaka choto bonke kono debi bole mone hote thake amar.
Boner ba jutor tolao notuner moto poriskar hoye gele o pa ta tule amar kopaler opor rakhe,, “ja, ebarer moto khwama kori dilam toke.” Or juto porapayer opor upur hoye sue chumu kheye oke dhonnobad di ami. Ghore dhokar aage bujhte pari amar bondhura amar degradation dekhe hasche. Ghore dhuktei bon haat barie day amar pant er dike , amar chain deoa barmudar chain khule amar gopon ongoke baire ber kore ane. Ami bujhte pari atokhon dhore humiliate haoar uttejonay amar ongo abar khara hoye utheche. Pritha aste aste narte thake amar ongo ,or sundor dan hater angul gulo amar soddo birjopat kora nunur chamra opor nich korte thake aste aste. Uffff, bon er norom haat, amar barar opore. Ami abar pagol hoye uthi jouno uttejonay. Ar pritha ba hat barie amar dan kanta dhore, multe thake besh jore. Or ek hater muthoy amar drirho jounango, ar onno hat amar kane. Ek sathe amar kan ar nunu nie khelte thake pritha, ami ek odvut sukhe veshe jete thaki.
Sukhe chhed pore door bell bajar sobde. Pritha ek songe chhere day amar nunu ar kan, “dakh ke eseche.”, pritha bole. Ami nunu ta pant er modhdhe dhokai.pant er opor die khara hoye thaka nunu ta poriskar bojha jacche. Ami otake choto haoar jonno ektu somoy ni. Tarpor dorja khule dekhi ma fire eseche. Mayer boyesh akhon 33,dekhle aro kom boyesh mone hoy, forsha sundor chehara mayer. Ma 2 bag shopping kore fireche dekhlam. Ghore dhuke pritha ke dekhe ma obak hoye gelo, “ ki re, tui kokhon eli?” “ei to ekkhuni dhukchi, kano feltu tomake phone kore boleni ami asbo?” “ke bolbe?” ma obak hoye jiggesh kore. “bon angul tule dekhay amar dike,” dada. School e barbar fail kore to, tai ador kore dadake ami FAIL-TU bole daki. Ki re dada, tor valo lagena ei naam ta?” ami lojjay laal hoye uthi, “tobu matha nichu kore sommoti janai bon er kothay.” Bon ar maa pashapashi sofay bose pore. Bon thote hasi jhulie amake bole “failtu, ami khub tired, amar jutota khule de na.” ami bina protibade or payer kache bose pori or juto kholar jonno. Pritha or juto pora pa duto amar kole tule day. Ami or dui jutor opor chumbon kori ekbar kore, tarpor jutor fite khulte thaki, ma hasimukhe takie dekhe amader, tarpor bon ke jiggasha kore “achcha, sunlam sob school e naki fail kora chele der meyeder class e langto kore sex education deoa hochche, toder school eo hochche naki erokom?” bon amar dike takie ekbar muchki hase ,” ha jethi, jate meyera cheleder ottachari jounango somporke sob jene oder control korte pare sei jonne feltu cheleder meyeder samne lengtu kore sex education deoa hochche roj.”, ekotha bolar sathe sathe bon or moja pora pa die pant er opor die alto lathi mare amar nunute, mayer samnei. Ami lojjay lal hoye uthi. Bon ki maa ke sob bole debe.” Ma bon ke jiggasha kore “ laddu (amar nam) keo ki kono class e langto kora hoyeche?” amar asonkai sotti hoy bon er pa theke moja khulte khulte suni o bolche, “ha jethi, kal ar aj dudin e amader class e oke langto kore amader sex education dieche rina madam.” Ami lojjay kath hoye jai. Mayer dike takanor sahosh hoyna. Bon alto kore dan pa tule lathi mare amar mukhe. “ki holo feltu, theme geli kano? Ektu pa tipe de amar.” Ami matha nichu kore bon er adesh palon kori, voktivore or duto pa tipte thaki ami,ar sunte pai ma pritha ke bolche, “oke tahole tui feltu na bole lengtu bole dak, aro manabe ei nam ta.” Mayer mukhe ei kotha sune ami lojjay matite mishe jete thaki. Bon or ba pa ta amar nunur opor ghose ektu pant er opor die, tarpor bole “ki re feltu, toke lengtu bole dakle kamon lagbe tor?” ar tokhoni ter pai amar pant er modhdhe thaka amar purushango abar amar songe bissas ghatokoa korte suru koreche. Ei humiliation oke abar uttejito korte suru koreche, ar abar ami moja pete suru korechi nijer ei humiliation e. ami ekbar chokh tule takalam ma ar prithar dike. Tarpor chokh namie bollam “valo lagbe riya(prithar daak naam.)” sune ma ar bon hasite fete porlo. Ektu pore hasi thamie ma bollo ,” thik ache, aj theke amio toke lengtu bole dakbo. Tui holi amader dujoner chotto lengtu sona.” Nijer mayer mukhe ei kotha sune chomke gelam ami. Lojja vabta abar fire elo mone. Mon die prithar pa tipte tipte vogobaner kache prarthona korte laglam mukhe bolleo ora amake barite langto jano na kore ontoto.

ami prithar dan pa ta tipchilam tokhon. Prirha hothat or ba pa ta barie amar nunur opor rakhlo. Ar or ba payer buro angul ar tar pasher angul diye amar barmudar chain ta dhorlo. Ki korche ki bon ??? mayer samne evabe amake langto kore debe ? ami prithar pa tepa chere du hat die prithar ba pa ta amar nunur opor theke sorate gelam. Ebar ma badha dilo amake. Payer angul die amar ba kan ta dhore multe laglo ma, “ nijer kaj kor lengtu. Bon toke nie ja khusi korbe, ekdom badha dibi na. tor bon ekta sundori ,smart , meye class er 1 st girl. Ar tui ekta boka, hada, failtu. Toke nie ja khusi korar odhikar ache tor bon er. Mon die or pa tep, ar o ja korche korte de oke. Mone rakhis o tor bon, ja korche o tor valor jonnei korche.”
Ami badhdho hoye bon er ba pa theke hat sorie abar or dan pa ta tipte laglam. Ma koek bar pa die amar kanta mule chere dilo. Ar bon mukhe hasi jhulie or ba pa die amar pant er chain ta niche namie dilo. Ami ma ar khurtuto bon er samne pant er chain khule bose bon er pa tipchi ! akhono amar nunu pant er vetorei ache, baire theke dekha jachchena, kintu konovabe ota jodi khara hoye othe? Ami ar vabte parlam na. ekrash lojja ese ghire dhorlo amake.
Ami lojjay matha nichu korlam, amar chokh gie porlo amar pant er dike. Amar pant er chain khola, bon er duto pa amar kole rakha. Ar ami mon die bon er dan pa ta tipchi ! vabtei humiliation jege uthlo mone ar amar purushango jano nidra venge jege uthlo. Aste aste fona tulte laglo amar pant er modhdhe thaka keute sap ta. Ki lojja ! pranprone chesta korte laglam nijeke control korte. Ar sei muhurte bon ba pa ta tule amar chuler opor bolate laglo. Ami bon er dike takanor jonno mukh tullam ar bon or ba payer angul die amar nakta chepe dhorlo. Or payer angul die amar mathata ekbar odik ar ekbar odik korte laglo. Tarpor dan pa ta amar hat theke charie lathi marte laglo amar mukhe, kokhono jore, kokhono aste. Ami montomugdher moto cheye thaklam bon er dike ar onuvob korlam amar pant er modhdhe thaka keute saap tar basa chere berie aste chaiche. Ami sesh chesta korlam nijeke songjoto korar. Kintu britha chesta. Ekta sojore lathi achre porlo amar mukher badike, tarpor e bon amar dike jhuke thutu chetalo amar kopaler opor. Amar bon er ekrash pobitro thutu amar kopaler dan dik beye , dan chokher opor die amar gale ese namlo. Ar sei muhurte onuvob korlam keute saap ar tar basay lukie nei. Basa theke berie fona tule darie jano kauke chobol marar opekkha korche.
Ma ar bon hasite fete porlo eksathe. Ami matha nichu kore dekhlam amar pant er khola chain er modhdhe die puro nunu ta baire berie eseche. Etake ato boro hote aage kokhono dekhini ami. Sotti jano ekta keute saap chobol marar jonne opekkha korche. Bon or pa duto keute saap tar opor namie dilo. Or dan pa ta rakhlo saaper mundu te, ar ba pa die saaper dehe ador korte laglo. Bisakto saap muhurte posh mene gelo, attosomorpon korlo tar provur payer tolay. Chobol marar chinta chere sara sorire provur payer ador khete laglo.
Bon dan pa die amar nunur mundita ghoste laglo. O dan pa ta rekhechilo amar nunur opore ar payer tola ta nunur mathay ghoschilo. Or ba pa amar nunur gorar dike ador korchilo majhe majhe payer angul die nunur chamra tene niche namachchilo. Ami montro mugdher moto dekhchilam bon er amar nunu nie khela. Bon amar nunur opor pa bolate bolate matha nichu kore amar nunuke lokkho kore bollo,”tui akhon theke amar posha keute saap. Amar onumoti na nie kokhono kauke chobol marbi na, tor oi sada bish amar onumoti na nie kokhono dhalbi na, bujhli?” ekotha bole bon or pobitro pa duto amar nunur opor theke soralo. Loke jevabe ghar nere ha bole, thik sevabe ami amar nunuta opor niche dulie bon ke bojhalam or adesh mante amar nunu raji. Nunuta amar holeoakhon theke er opor amar kono odhikar nei, er opor sob odhikar sudhu or “provu” bon er. Bon onumoti dile tobei o or sada bish dhalte parbe, nahole or sathe amakeo jolte hobe bish er jalay. Bon or pa duto abar rakhlo or posha keute saap er gaye, keute saap taar gaye pa bulie ador korte laglo. Ar amar keute saap adure posha beraler moto provur payer ador khete laglo.