Kali pujo

Amar beshir bhag active Kali pujo ketechhe Mamar bari Jangipur-e. Active bollam karon er porer gulote ami inactive hoye porechhilam prothome porashuno, tarpor chakri ar tarpore boyosher chape. Mofossol town er utsab er chhobita anek beshi crude shohor-er tulonay. Anondo, dukkho sobi anek beshi swabhabik ar kono morok chharai ase. Smritir bichhyutir jonyo anek kichhu bhule geleo ekhono anek ghotona mone pore jegulo bhebe ekhono hese feli eka ekai. Okhane ekta tradition chhilo sejuge Kali pujor age natun unoon toiri kora. Tokhono okhane LPG pouchhoyni. Pujor din rate sei unoone ranna hoto. Tokhono sorkar etota gondar hoy hoye jayni je borolok Bangali ar Meroder loud honking e obhyosto hoye ekdiner nirmol bombaji bondho korte uthe pore lagbe. Ekta bom paoa jeto tokhon jeta thakto ekta baksher modhye ar polte ta beriye thakto dhaknar kon theke. Baksho khulle bhetore dekha jeto pater dori diye banano choccolate bom er theke kichhuta boro ekta chouko moto bom. Prochur awaj hoto — bodh hoy etai chhilo loudest.Ekbar pujor din sondhya bela ki bhut chepechhilo jani na duto baksho bom er polte ke tene tar songe kali potkar polte lagiye ektu lomba moto ekta common polte toiri korechhilam ar bom duto rekhechhilam sobe toiri kora ekta unoon-e. Ekta kather tokta chapa diyechhilam opore. Tarpor somoy moto agun diye pittan. Erpor ja ghotlo seta bolai bahulyo. Dhoa katar por dekha gelo unoon ta batik print-er moto fete chouchir ar komor bhenge ekdike hele gechhe. Baba kono obokash na diyei oi baksho bomar awaj er momentum ke banchiye rakhlo amar pither opor besh kichhukkhon dhore.

Ar ekbarer kotha boli. Eta obishyi Kali pujo related noy, eta chhilo Bijoya Doshomir rat. Akusthol sei Jangipur — amar Mamar bari ar finance minister er nijer bari. Jani na ekhon ki hoy, tobe tokhon okhane ei rat ta chhilo khub special. Bishal mela bosto ar prochur lok dur durantor-er gram theke, even Bangladesh theke asto Jangipur-e ar sara rat dhore cholto mela ar hoi choi. Bhasan ta chhilo interesting. Duparer thakur ese majh-Gongay meet korto ar tarpor ekse anyer char dike ghure line up korto bhor bela ba sokal bela bhasan er opekhay. Amar mastuto didider songe amio gechhi mela dekhte ektu rater dikei. Oi season ta holo sugarcane harvest er time. Pray sob loker hatei chokhe porto ankh. Ghure ghure mela dekhchhe ar dante kamre kamre ankh khachhe. Eri majhe ekti bir pungob, ishot karon sudhar opor bhese bhse amar ek mastuto didr orna ta dhore tan mare. Samle niye abar amra egiye giye darai ektu dure. Kintu se banda chharbar lok noy tai abar pourush prodorshon. Tokhon bodh hoy class nine e pori. Pourush unki jhuki marchhe amaro ar tar opor Kolkatar chhele tai ulto attack abodharito chhilo. Beshi kichhu na, ekta thappor merechhilam, kintu amar ardhek ojoner sei bir pungob shala tatei dhorashayi. Besh khanikta jotola toiri hoye gelo songe songe. Police toiri hoyei thake erom jhamela hobe jene tai orao chole elo totkhonat. Police er ek inspector du-ekta kotha sunei amay bole tumi chole jao bhai, ami dekhchhi. Tarpor dekhi kauke kichhu na bole bhir patla korar chesta korchhe. Tokhon ami, ekhonkar cheyeo beshi gadha beshi gadha chhilam tai kichhu na bhebe, ba precisely na jene, police inspector tar gaye hat diye bojhanor chesta korechhilam, gota du-ek warning-er poreo. Ogotya, amake dhora holo ebong van-e tola holo. Baba ar amar ek meso sei somoy ektu durei cha khachhilo tokhonkar Murshidabad SP-er songe. Lokta age Babar under-e kaj korto, amader bariteo bahubar esechhe. Kichhu ekta gondogol dekhe tin jonei egiye ase ebong amar hothat abishkar kore kore Barai chheleke pick up van e tulechhe. Er porer ghotonata swabhabik — porichoy diye amake chharano, uniformed police-er bare-bodied advises ebong, bari fire bedom prohar.