Maa amake dete bollo, "Tui Rahul-er bari chole ja, or kachhe ekhon theke thakbi r or bebsaye sahajjo korbi." Mamar transport-er bebsa, r bes purono, labho hoe prochur. Saree porechhilo, seta ghame deher sathe ekdam sete bosechhe. Ami majhe kichhudin saree-blouse r ladies undergarments-er bebsa korechhilam, pore parikhha ese poraye r continue korini. " Mimi bollo, "R bolisna, ami to emnitei ektu motasota r gatobachhor America giye aro besi mutiye gechhi." Tarpor bollo, "Tui bos. Mama eibar bollo, "Chol tor gharta dekhe ne." Ami mamar sathe gie amar ghar dekhe nilam. Tarpor ami jemonti korchhi thik temonti korar chesta koro." Bole ami gharer mejheye bose padmasan ki bhabe korte hoye dekhiye dilam. Ami kichhukhhon dariye theke bathroomer dike agrosor holam, ekta chhotto kaj korte hobe. Blousetar matro tinte huk, tar sudhu majhkhanertai atkano r baki duto khola pore. Soja giye ronger thonga ekta bes anekta rong niye dan hater talute dhallam r ba hat diye balti theke kichhuta jal sei ronger upor diye dillam, tarpor dutohat kichhukhkhon dhore kochlalam. Mimir bhisal bhisal tormujer purotai amar chokher samne bhaschhe, emonki dudhgulo tolar portion thekeo bes kichhuta beriye achhe. Sayatao nich theke uttejanok bhabe uru upor obdi kata, tai bhari paduto unmukto. Mimi seta porechhe navir anek niche praye tolpeter sese. Ek kathaye mimike dekhe mone hochchhe jeno kamdevi sargo theke neme esechhen. Pithe rong makhate makhate mimir dukadh theke blouseta anek niche namiye dilam, etotai namalam je pichon theke puro blouseta ekta dorir moto hoye gelo. Ekdin amar ekmatro mama amar barite phone kore maake bole, "Aakash (amar naam) jakhon barite bosei achhe takhon amar kachhe pathiye de, o amake besaye sahajjo koruk." Amar mamar kono chhele nei, ektai meye, taro biye hoe gachhe ek NRI-er sathe. Jamaibabu okhane ekta naami company-te software engineer. Sareer bhitor diye mimir kamor r navio dekha jachhe. Eto sundor navi ami aage kakhono dekhini, bhison govir, r charpase narom thalthale mansho ghire thakaye aro sexy lagchhe. " Ami bollam, "Bari theke breakfast korei beriyechhi." "Tahole bos, ami snan kore aschhi." Ei bole mimi bathroomer dike pa baralo. Tui uthe poris." Bolei tarahuro kore kolsir moto pachhata dolate dolate amar ghar theke beriye gelo. Ghorite dekhlam sabe 4.30, ami amar jog-beyamta sere nilam. Aajker mimir poshakta aager diner cheyeo sanghatik. Blouse-ta samner dike bipodjanok rakom khola, kadh theke suru kore pray buker 2/3rd ansho dekha jachchhe. Ta prothom ke kake rong makhabe, ami tomake naki tumi amake? Aage dekhi tor gaye koto jor, naki sudhu sarirtai baniechhis." Ami bhitor bhitor khepe uthlam. Matro tinte huk, jar sudhu majhkhanertai lagano achhe. Mimir sayatao khubi niche porechhe, pachhar khaj praye beshe uthechhe. Hater rong praye uthe gachhe, tai abar notun kore rong niye mimir sara pithe duhat diye makhate laglam.

Ami tarpordini sakalbelae mamarbari giye hajir holam. Anekdin bade mamarbari esechhi, ta praye bachhor tin. Bhari buk r bahri kamor kapor bhed kore atirikto rakom prosfutito. Sandhye belaye TV dekhe r ektu galpo kore katiye dilam. Pordin bhore uthte hobe, mamar sathe or business dekhte berobo. Saya r blouse dutoi khub patla kaporer, tai bhetorer kichhuta bojha jachchhe. " "Na na, asubidher ki achhe." Mimi ghorer bhetor dukhlo. Amar mone holo murgir thanger thekeo mimir pata chibote amar besi bhalo lagbe. R tai blouse r sayata sarire athar moto septe gechhe. Ami mimir pase bose or khola pithe amar bahathta dilam, blouseta pichhondikeo anekkhani kata; bollam, "Sarirtake samne jhukte diyona. Ektu extra effort dayo." "Tui kadher dik diye chap dichchhis tai sarirta ekdike beke jachchhe. Bhetorer forsa bishal bishal dudhduto praye purotai jeno chokher samne bhese uthechhe. Dekhi uthone duto balti royechhe, jate jal already bhora. Mimir pithtake rongiye deowar por ami mimir komor niye porlam. Orokom kolsir moto birat bhari pachha hater kache peye ami r thakte parlamna, gaye joto sakti chhilo tar sab diye ami pachhatake bhison bhabe tipte suru kore dilam.

BA Part 2 debar por sei je esechhilam tarpor r asha hoyeni. Blousetao du size chhoto r samner dikta anekkhani khola r deep, tai bishal maiyer bes onekkhani beriye esechhe. Kintu ebar theke bhabchhi uthbo." Bole mimi ektu mitimiti haslo. Ami to khub mota hoyechhi, beyam korle hoyeto ektu jhorte pare." "Thik achhe. Ebar dan pata ba payer upor diye ba pata dan payer upor felar chesta korlo, kintu parlona. Ami bollam, "Parbe, abar chesta korlo." Abar sei eki bhabe chesta korlo, kintu ebaro asafol. Abar chesta karo." Mimir pithta khub smooth r bhison narom. "Hochchhenato, tui ektu help korna." "Bes, thik achhe. Majhkhan diye buker opor diye chap dile mone hoye amar subidhe hobe." Bole amar dike takiye ektu haslo. Amaro khub hather sukh hochhe, heartbeat bere gechhe. Mimi sayata porechhe navir anek nichhe r dorita bedhechhe khubi alga kore jate puro tolpet dekha jaye. Raate mamarbari phire mama r mimir sathe kichhukhkhon galpo kore r kichhuta TV dekhe katai. Sonirobbaro ei routiner anyotha hoyena, karon mamar transport office sonirobiteo khola thake. Ami er modhye mimike bibhnno rokomer jogason sekhabar chesta korechhi, kintu mimi konotai thikthak sikhe uthte pareni. Mimir mukh diye kromagato "Ah Ah" kore sitkar korte laglo. Ami mimir mukher expression dekhbo bole abar mimir samne ghure gelam.

Mimike (amar mamike ami mimi bole daki) dekhte na peye bollam, "Mimi barite nei mama? Ami kichukhhoner jonno ektu tho hoye gelam, tarpor nijer composure phire pele bollam, "Aare tumi! "Bes to, bhore uthle sarir mon dutoi bes tartaja thake." "Seta toke dekhe bes bujhte parchhi. Tumi hatu mure boso r sarir soja rakhar chesta korte hobe, otai prathomik proyojon." Mimi hatu bhaj kore boslo. Kintu dekhlam ichchhe kore mimi sarirtake soja korar kono chesta korlona, ulte badik ghese ektu tercha hoye gelo. Ami sange sange amar danhathta mimir kadh theke soriye buker opor rakhlam r aste aste chap dite rakhlam. Fole amar danhath khubi aste aste bhitorer dike dhukte laglo. Emon samay paser ghar theke mamar kasir awaz pelam. Sayatake tola theke uru obdi kata hoyechhe, phole mimir praye gota patai unmukto. Samner ei drishyo ami kichhukhkhon ha kore takiye dekhlam, tarpor nijeke phire pete mimike amar khate boste ishara korlam. Mama amader ei roj bhorbelar jogsikhkhar beparta abosyo janena. Bangalee meye-bodhura ei dine nijederke sabhabik lojjar aral theke bar kore aane. Mimir pachha praye orokom bhoyonkor jore praye 10 mins dhore tepar por ami ektu dum nite thamlam. Dekhi mimir mukhe bindu bindu gham, chokhduto ekhono bandho r tolar thothta kamre dhore royechhe. Ami blouseta kadh theke tene niche namiye dewar fole pichoner moto samnetao anekta dorir chehara niyechhe.

Ami amar danhathta mimir ba kadhe rakhlam r mimike pichhoner dike ektu push kore sarirtake soja korar chesta korlam. Ete holo ki, mimir dandiker maita amar ba buke piste arombho korlo. Mimi bose bollo, "Aaj r beyam korte asubidhe hobena. Mimir abosyo dressing sense-e kichhuta poriborton esechhe. Amar mamio nijeke sompurno mele dhorbar jonno ei dintakei bechhe nilo. Amio monemone khepe uthechhilam, abosyo baire theke kichhu bujhte dini. Kintu ebar sarir kharaper ojuhat dekhiye baritei roye gelo. Sudhu maiyer botagulo blouser tolaye dhaka r bishal bishal dudhdutor badbaki purotai unmukto hoye gachhe. Ami abar kichhuta rong niye notun uddame mimir tormujgulor upor jhapiye porlam.

Sayata ektu kete niyechhi, ei blousetao pore aram, narachara korte subidhe hobe." Ami bollam, "Aaj r padmasan korte hobena. Etao anekta padmasoneri moto, kintu r ektu sahoj." Bole ami mejehete sidhhasone bose porlam. Ekhon bhorbelar motoi sarata dini bes kholamela posak pore thake. Doler kichhudin aage thekei mimi amake khochachhilo - "Dekhbo koto rong makhate paris! Doler din mama sakal sakal bandhur bari beriye gelo. Mama beriye jabar kichhu porei mimi amar ghore ese bollo, "Kire rong khelbina? Duhat diye dole tipe mimir dudhdutoke ekdam ses kore dite laglam. Rickshaw kore esechhe, r bhara niye ekta tarko bedhechhe. Phire esechhe." Sunei mimi chokh khule amar dike takalo.

Mimir jate subidhe hoye tai ekbar dariye uthe abar bose siddhason-ta ditiyobar dekhiye dilam. Sudhu ekta difference, bhore gaye sudhu saya-blouse thake, badbaki dintaye abosyo ekta saree pore thake. Erokom kore katokhhon chollo janina, hotat amar kane barir maingate-r kachh thake ekta jhograr awaz kane elo. Beparta bujhte tar koek second laglo r tarpor barir bhitore doure dhuke gelo, soja bathroom, rong tulte hobe. Amar mamar koekdin dhore sarirta bhalo jachhilo na, tai sedin r bebsaye beroyeni. Mama sakal sakal amar ghore ese dhuklo, kichhukhon aagei amar mami beyam sikhe chole gachhe."Ebar tumi karo." Mimi khat theke uthe mejhete boslo. Kintu dhire dhire sei sareer kapor bes patla hoye aschhe. Amio sange sange rong r baltigulo niye barir bhetor dhuke gelam. Amar hate ekta hazar takar note dhoriye bollo, "Ektu bazare giye ek bottle VAT69 (whisky) niye asbi.Aaj ei prothom mimir backside dekhar soubhaggo holo. "Sarir samne jhuke gechhe, soja korar chesta koro." Mimi ektu chesta korei bollo, "Parchhina, tui ektu help kor." Ami to ei sujoger apekhhatei chhilam. Aaj sandhay amar ek khub ghonisto bandhu anekdin bade asbe, sandheta ektu enjoy korbo.Dekhi pithta praye puroi khola, blousetar backside bhisonrakom kata, sudhu ekta soru kapor horizontally pither upor diye gachhe. Sange sange mimir pichhone bose porlam r mimir duto kadh dhore pichone halka tan dite laglam. Mimir blouse-ta dekhlam bhije giye mimir deher sathe sete bosechhe. Mimir dehota puro amar buker upor support diye royechhe. Amiee jetam kintu komore sakal theke ekta betha anubhab korchhi, tai toke bollam. " Ami jantam mama majhemodhye ektu-adhtu moddopan kore, r etao sunechhi je amar mami taake e bepare sango deay.Sayatao kamorer anek niche praye pachhar khanjh theke suru hoyechhe. Mimi dekhlam ichchhe kore soja hobar kono chesta korlona, ulte samner dike sarirtake aro jhokate laglo. Ami ebar mimir kadh chhere mimike pichhon theke joriye dhorlam, amar ekta hath mimir ekta dudher upor r ekta hath or tholthole chorbiwala peter upor. "Ebar sarirtake soja rakhbar chesta karo", bole ami mimike chepe dhore pichhon dike tanbar chesta korlam. Ami duhath diye mimike pischhi r mimi amar oi peson enjoy korchhe. Amar koutuhol holo beparta nijer chokhe ekbar dekhar. Na thakle mimir kachhtheke niye ney." "Na na poesa lagbena, amar kachhe achhe." Bole ami bari theke beriye gelam.Ami majhe majhe amar hathdutoke ektu sariye nichhi r ekta notun jayegar ashaye. Tai kono apotti na kore soja bazare giye ek file VAT niye aslam. Mamar college friend, bhadrolok ek boro MNC-te Senior Executive, naam Mr. Uni dekhlam bes lamba-chaora, praye 6 ft height, pajama-punjabi pore esechhen r finfine punjabi diye chaora kadh dekha jachchhe. Cinemata bodhhoye ektu boro, tai phirte ektu deri hote pare." "Thik achhe. Main gate diye beriye barir kachhe ekta panbirir dokan theke ekta cigarette kine dhoralam. Ebar r maingate diye na dhuke barir pichhon dike chole gelam.