tokhon ami 11 e pori. sokale uthe sobe ekta cigarette dhoriechi chade gie, hothath pash theke suni ‘ click’ kore ekta sobdo,songe hasir awaj. takie dekhi amar bon chader dorjar faak die mobile bar kore amar cigarette khaoar chobi tulche ar khuk khuk kore hasche. ami cigarette fele or dike tere gelam.’ ei ki korchis ?’ o mobile nie niche palalo. ma babar samne oke kichu bolteo parlam na. pore oke eka peye bollam, ‘ oi chobita delete kor siggir.’ o bollo kano delete korbo ? ma dekhle khub khusi hobe to .. ami badhho hoye bollam amon koris na bon, tui ja bolbi korvo. plz oi photo ta dekhas na kauke. bon sune haste haste bollo , ja bolbo tai korbi?’ bole hi hi kore haste laglo. ektu pore ma baba kaje berie gelo. amader schoole tokhon goromer chuti. ektu pore amar kakur meye sima elo. bon er moto o 9 e pore. bon lipi , simar kane kane kichu bollo, sune ora dujonei khik khik kore haste laglo. bujhlam amake nie kichu ekta korar plan koreche dujone.
ami bhablam baire jabo. kintu ghor theke berote jetei bon bollo ‘ kothay jachchis?’ ami bollam mathe. bon rima tai sune hasi mukhe bollo , besh ja, amio tor cigarette khaoar photo ta babar mail e send kori. ami voy peye gelam. bollam ‘ erokom koris na plz. tui na chaile ami jabo na. ki korte hobe bol.’ bon bollo’ ma bole geche ghor poriskar kore rakhte. tui ghor jhat de, tarpor ghor mochh. ami ar sima bose bose tv dekhi. ami porlam moha fesade. chhele hoye ami ghor muchbo ar bon bose bose dekhbe ? kintu ki ar kora jabe ? nahole amar cigarette khaoar chobi bon babake dekhalei ami morechi.

ogotta ki ar korbo, nimraji hoye haate jhata nie ghor jhat dite laglam. soar 2 to ghor jhat die tv room e ese dekhi amar dui bon tv dekhche. sima paye sada sneaker pore esechilo, seta porei chair e bose ache. rimar paye ghore porar choti. dujoneri porone skirt ar top. ami jhat dite laglam ar ora payer opor pa tule bose amake ghor jhat dite dekhte laglo ar miti miti haste laglo. amar bohut rag hote laglo dui bon er opor. tv room jhat die ranna ghor jhat dite gelam. fire ese dekhi sima juto pore gota ghore ghurche. fole gota ghorer mejhete or jutor chap poreche. fole amake abar jhat dite hobe.

ami or dike takie bollam ‘ eta ki korli?’ o mukhe hasi jhulie bollo ‘ tui ghor jhat dibi bole ki amra hata bondho kore debo?’ ami bollam, ‘ haat, kintu atleast juto ta to khulte paris.’ rima pash theke bollo,’ na, photo ta babake pathatei hobe dekhchi.’ ki ar korbo ami , choto bon amake blackmail korche. ami bollam, plz bolis na bon. rima bollo ‘ ato sohoje hobena. tui amader osomman korechis. valo kore khwama cha.’ simao ese or pase chair e bose porlo. ami ki ar kori, oder dujoner payer kache hatugere bose porlam. hatjor kore bollam ‘ amar vyl hoye geche. erokom ar kokhono hobena. plz, ebarer noto khwama kore dao. ‘ amake oder payer samne hatugere bose khwama chaite dekhe ora hasite fete porlo. dujone dujonke jorie ho ho kore haste laglo. ami khwama cheye jete laglam. ektu pore ora uthe baire chole gelo. ami simar jutor chhap gulo ekta kapor die ghose tulte laglam. tola hole ghor muchte jabo, amar dui bon ghore fire elo. ora ki korte giechilo bujhte parlam. ar kichu na, amar kaaj barie moja kora uddessho oder. baire dhulo matite ghure juto vorti moyla nie sob ghor marie vetorer tv er room e amar samne elo. ami raag ar osohay vaab mesano dristi te oder dike takalam. ora abar hasite fete porlo amar dike takie.
ora dujone amar dike takie haste haste gota ghor juto pora paye marate laglo. dhur chai, ki korte je chhader dorja na lagie fookchilam sokale? nijekei nije gaal dilam. ki ar kori, abar ager moto oder samne hatu gere boslam. dui bon er payer dike takie kanna veja golay bollam ‘ plz, erokom koris na. ami to toder kono khwoti korini. kotobar ghor poriskar korbo bol? tora ja bolbi sob sunbo. sudhu evabe ghor nongra koris na.’ ami kadte kadte oder payer kache mejhete matha namie dilam. sima chokh pakie bollo’ ja bolbo sunbi to?’ ami bollam’ ha, plz sudhu erokom koro na.’ sima bollo,thik ache, amra chup kore chair e bose jachchi. tui sudhu tor half pant er chain ta khule ghor jhat de ebar.’ ami jano akash theke porlam. ‘ ki, toder samne ami pant er chain khulbo kivabe? plz amar sathe erokom moja koris na, tora amar choto bon hos.’ rima chokh pakie bollo ‘ ar bon er kortobbo holo dada peke gie fookte sikhle babake se khobor janie mar khaie take abar thik pothe ana. ami seta korbo, na tui amar kotha sunbi ? ami to toke pant khulte bolchina. sudhu chain khulle tar faak die kichu dekha jay naki ?’
babar haate mar khaoar cheye bon er kotha mene neoa onek valo bole mone holo. ar bon thik e boleche. amar nunu saheb betray na korle sidhu pant er chain khulle ora kichui dekhte pabena. ake nie ora ektu moja korte chaiche, ki ar korbo ? ami matha nichu kore bollam thik ache, tora ja chaichis tai korbocami. sune ora e or mukher dike cheye haslo. tarpor sima amar kache ese amar pant er chain ta dan haate dhore ektane namie dilo. oh, oder se ki hasi !!! ora pagoler moto haste laglo ar ami mone mone amar nunu babji ke bolte laglam plz baire berie bon der samne amar sesh somman tuku nosto koro na. ektu pore hasi thamie rima bollo,’ ja, ebar ghor ta jhat die muche fel.’ ami oder samne theke onno ghore gie bachlam. 30 minute por sob ghor jhat deoa, mocha chere oder samne gie daralam. sima ‘ amar gaal tipe die bollo “good boy”, jano ami ekta bachcha chele, amon vabe. sima bollo cigarette khaoa chele valo chele hoye geche. tai chotto chele ta ke ami akhon ekta prize debo . bole o chair er opor uthe daralo. or dan haate nijer mobile ta dhore bollo,’ ki re bachcha, mobile ta chai naki?’ ota pele ar amake pay ke? oi photo ta delete korte parle ami bachi. rima bollo, ‘ lafie uthe nite hobe. ‘ amar matha theke onek uchute mobile ta. ami sob vule jotota somvob besi laf dilam. hay re, ami vulei giechilam amar pant er chain khola. ami lafalam, ar amar nunuo lafer sathe chain er fak die berie gelo. ami niche namte dekhi nunu babaji lojja soromer matha kheye chain er baire berie achen. tai dekhe dui bon er se ki hasi !!!!
lojjay amar mukh puro lal hoye gelo. ami nunu ta hat die abar pant er vetore chalan korte gelam. rima mukh ta gomvir kore bollo, ” lengtu khoka, tor mobile ta chai na tahole?” bon amake lengtu bole daklo? lojjay ami aro lal hoye gelam, nunu ta kano janina bon er kache opomanito hoye aro sokto ar lomba hoye matha uchie daralo. ami bon der chotie ar otake pant e dhokate sahosh pelam na. amar gupto sompod chokher samne dekhe rima ar sima ho ho kore haste laglo. ami lojja soromer matha kheye abar mobile ta dhorar jonne laf dilam. amar hat mobile tar ga chhuye berie gelo, laver modhdhe amar nunu lafer songe lafie uthlo amar dui bon er samne. se ki hasi oder amar nunuke lafer songe nachte dekhe ! ami lojjay lal hoye jaoa mukh nie eker por ek laf dite laglam mobile ta dhorar jonne. ami jotoi uchute lafai, rima mobile ta tar cheye ektu uchute tule dhore. laver modhdhe lafer songe amar nunuta lafie dulte thake. dui bon tai dekhe pagoler moto haste thake.
pray 30 bar laf deoar por ami laf die ba haate bon er dan hat ta dhore dan hat die bon er dan haate dhore thaka mobile ta chinie nilam. byash, amake ar pay ke ! ami photo gallery khule prothomei amar cigarette khaoar photo ta delete korlam, tarpor nunu babajike pant er vetore chalan korlam. uffff, oboseshe santi pelam tahole !!
kintu kothay santi ? rima ar simar dike taakie dekhi ora tokhono amake dekhe hasche. hasi thamle sima bollo “ore gadha, tor ki dharona amar mobile e tor oi photo transfer na korei rima toke ota delete korte dieche? sotti, tora chelera gorur o odhom. ” muhurte sob anondo ube gelo amar. sima egie elo amar dike. amar samne darie ektane amar pant er chain ta khule dilo. tarpor ba hater talu bondi kore ber korlo amar nunuta. or sundor forsha haat die narte laglo amar nunuta. humiliation tokhon vule gechilam ami, amar sara deho jure chorie porchilo ek darun sukh. simar hat amar ongo borabor opor nich korchilo. ekbar or haat neme aschilo amar onger goray, porokhonei or haat amar nunur goray ese pouchachchilo. ufffff, se je ki sukh, bole bojhano jabena.
rima totokhone chair theke neme amar pashe ese darieche. hotath rima or dan haat die amar ba gale besh jore ekta thappor marlo. ami kichu bojhar aagei or ba hat amar dan gaale aghat korlo abar. amar choto bon amake evabe chor marlo. ami vebacheka kheye darie gaale haat bolate laglam. amar nunuta simar haat theke nie rima amar nunuta or dan haat die aste aste narte narte bollo, ” ami toke mobile direct nite bolechilam. lafanor por amar haat dhore tene tui cheat korechis. tai toke amader kache khwama chaite hobe.” ei bole bon amar haate thaka or mobile ta nie nilo.

amar nunuta tokhono rimar hater talute bondi, aste aste amar nunuta dan hat die ghosche amar bon. or chokhe mukhe ekta odvut hasi. ei opoman, songe jounango jure amar forsha, sundori bon er sporsho, sob milie amar kano janina besh valoi lagte laglo. ami matha nichu kore bollam, “sorry bon, amar vul hoye geche. amake khwama kore dao.” pash theke sima bollo, “ete hobena. amader dujoner paye matha rekhe khwama cha.” ami bina torke or kotha mene nilam. rima amar nunu chere dite ami or payer kache hatugere bose or choti pora payer opor matha thekalam. nijer choto bon er paye matha thekie pronam korchi ami, othocho kano janina, amar ektuo kharap lagchilo na. sotti bolte amar besh valoi lagchilo evabe choto bonke pronam korte. pray 5 minute rimar payer opor matha rekhe pore thaklam ami. tarpor rima or choti pora dan pa amar mathar opor rekhe amake asirbad korlo. pa die amar matha simar dike thele bollo “ebar simake pronam kor. ami bon er dupayer opor chumbon kore oke dhonnobaad dilam. tarpor simar kache gie simar sneaker pora payer opor matha thekie dilam. kano janina, khub valo lagchilo evabe simake pronam korte. mone mone kolpona korte laglam sima kono swarger debi ar ami debir paye matha rekhe pronam korchi. ektu pore rimar moto simao or juto pora dan pa amar mathar opor rekhe amake asirbad korlo. ami or sneaker er opor chumbon kore oke dhonnobad dilam. ami uthte dekhi haate mobile nie darie simar dike cheye rima hasche. amake uthte dekhe simake rima bollo, ” cigarette khaoar cheye bachcha tar langto hoye amader paye matha rekhe pronam korar video tai besi valo hoyeche. ki bolis tui?” ora dujone eke oporke jorie dhore haste laglo ho ho kore. tar mane amar pant theke nunu bar kore rekhe oder paye matha rekhe pronam korata ora video koreche ????