Hotel e bou er bondhur sathe katano sera raat

Train ta chakdah te ese theme galo. Sunlam samner station-e ekta malgari ultiye

giyeche. Tai train ar jabe na. Geleo kokhon jabe kono thik nei. Rat nota baje. Aj

seet tao besh jakiye poreche. Platform-e dariye chinta korchi. Ei rate bus pabo

kina, ba peleo tate uthte parbo kina, ei shob chinta korchi. Emon samoy paser

kamra theke ek meyeli konther dak sune takiye dekhi ananya. Ananya amar bou

er bandhobi. Amader para tei thake. Dekhte khub-i sundori ar bhision sexy.

Ami surjya chakrovorty, ekta choto private firm-e chakri kori. Kolkata te

ahmarst street-e nijer bari. Amar stri bela sealdah te ekta primary school er

teacher. Bhari misti chotto meye bulti ke niye amader sukher sansar. Amar nijer

rojgar temon beshi na holeo, dujoner rojgare motamuti chole jai sansar ta.

Amader bari theke koyek ta bari porei shankar ar ananya thake. Oder bochor

pnachek age biye holeo ekhono kono bachha kachha hoi ni. Surjya boro

businessman, prochur poisa. Amader duto family-r modhye jatayat achhe ar

ananya ebong bela khub close friend.

Ananya-r gola sune ami egiye giye or songe kotha bola suru korlam. Bhablam

tao bhalo ekjon chena kauke peyechi ei oporichto jaiga te.

Ami: ‘ki baper. Eto rate kotha theke?’

Ananya: ‘sokale ranaghat giyechilam osustho mama sosur ke dekhte. Ekhon

phirchi. Ta tumi kothay giyechile surjyada?

Ami: ‘ami krishnagar giyechilam. Office er kaje. Ekta payment ante. Kintu train

to ar jabe na sunlam. Ekhon ki korbe?’

Ananya: ‘tai to. Ekhon ki korbo?’

Ami: ‘ki ar korbe? Sararat train ei katate hobe. Tarpor sokale train charle jabo’

Ananya: ‘osombhob. Saratat ei thanda te trian-e katale ami more jabo. Kichu

ekta koro na surjyada?

Ami: ‘tai to. Kono hotel-e uthle hoi na?

Ananya: ‘tai koro. Kono hotel ei cholo. Ja thanda ekhane’

Ananya kamra theke neme elo. Sohor er dike jeje jeje oke jiges korlam, ‘hotel-e

giye ki porichoi debo tomar? Swami stri porichoi na dile to ora sondeho korbe’.

Ananya khil khil kore hese bollo, ‘tai to bolte hobe. Tomar stri hisabe amake

bemanan lagbe na asha kori’. Chakdah choto sahar, hate gona ek ki duto hotel

achhe. Ekta hotel-e giye sunlam ekta matro single room khali achhe. Ami kichu

boler agei ananya hotel er lok ta ke bollo, ‘oah thik achhe. Ei thanda te ar jabo

kothay?’. Hotel er lok ta rosik, bollo, ‘hayn ei thanda te choto khate apnara

bhaloi thakben. Ami sob babostha kore dichhi. Apnara kheye asun’. Khayoa sere

ese dekhlam ghor ta bhaloi poriskar. Tobe khat ta sotti khub choto. Ek khate

ananyar songe ek sathe sobo, bhabtei mon ta anonde bhore uthlo. Tobu ananya

jate kono rokom anch na pai, tai kotha chalite gete laglam.

Ami: ‘ei tuku khate dujone sute besh osubidhai hobe’.

Ananya: ‘payoa giyeche etai bhagyo. Na hole to train ei rat katate hoto. Kintu

ami bhabchi onyo ekta osubidhar kotha’

Ami: ‘abar ki osubidha? Choto khat, ektai kombol, ei jonye to?

Ananya: ‘na surjyada, ta noi’

Ami: ‘tobe?’

Ananya: ‘aj-i phire jabo bole songe kichu ani ni. Tai ei tanter sari ta porei kal

phirte hobe. Ar eta pore ratre sule emon lat hoye jabe je kal ar eta pore ber

hoya jabe na’

Ami: ‘are, amor-o to sei somosya. Shirt pant pore ghumote pari na. Othocho

amar songeo kichu nai’

Ananya: ‘surjyada ekta kaj koro. Light niviye tumi jama pant khule jangiya pore

suye poro. Amio sari khule sudhu saya blouse pore sui’

Ami: ‘thik bolecho’

Light niviye jama pant khule ami kombol er tolay dhuke porlam. Alo niviye dileo,

kancher janla diye ghore alo asche. Jhapsa ondhokare dekhlam, ananya sari

khule matha anchre nilo. Tarpor blouse khule phello. Osposto holeo or sorir ta

dekhte pelam. Ananya saya ta khule buker kache bnedhe kombol er niche chole

elo. Tarpor amake bollo, 'surjyada, tumi odike ghure sou, ar ami edike’. Choto

kombol. Ektu tan porlei hoi ananyar dik na hoi amar dik khali hoye jai. Kajei sore

sore dujone pithe pith lagiye sulam. Kintu kichutei ghum asche na. Amar pithe

sundori ananyar pith sporso kore achhe. Mone mone bhison uttejito hoye

porlam.

Bujhte parchi ananya-o ghumai ni. Uthe ekta cigarette khelam, tarpor aber

kombol er niche dhuke suye porlam. Ananya amar dike pash phire jiges korlo, ‘ki

holo? Ghum asche na?. Tomar ginni belar kotha mone porche nischoi’. Ami nijeke

samle rakhte parlam na. Hotath ananya ke joriye dhore bollam, ‘tomar moto

sundori pase suye thakle ghum ase ki kore?’. Ananya ektu ghabriye galo, kintu

kono badha dilo na. Ami ar thakte parlam na. Du hate ananya ke buke japte

dhore or thote amar thot chepe dhorlam. Pagol er moto or chokhe nake chumu

khete laglam. Ananya-o amake nibir bhabe du hate joriye dhorlo. Or norom

tultule mai duto amar buke chepe galo. Bra-r opor diyei or mai duto tipte lagle o

bole uthlo, ‘ota tumi khule dite paro’.

Ei bole ananya amar buke matha rakhlo. Ami ananyar pith ta du hat diye joriye

dhore or bra-r huk khule dilam. Tarpor bra ta soriye detei or tight norom mai

duto beriye porlo. Ami mai duto alto kore tipte thaklam. Amar ekta pa tule or

komor ta joriye dhorlam. Amar bara tokhon shokto hoye utheche. Ananyar

tolpete guto marche. Ar edike ami jokhon ananyar mai niye khelchi, or mai er

bota te dant diye kamor bosachhi, tokhon ananya bollo, ’amar ta kemon? Boro

na choto? Belar mai er theke sundor kina?’. Bujhlam meyeder sohojato irsha or

moneo uki dichhe. Bachha hoyer por belar mai duto samanyo jhule giyeche ar

mai er bota boro hoye giyeche. Tobuo bela to amar bou, amake pran diye bhalo

bashe. Ar ananya amar bou er bandhobi, ek rater songini. Kono uttor dilam na

dekhe ananya bollo, ‘amar ta dhorte bhalo lagche?’ ami bhanga golai bollam,

'bhison’.

Ami onubhob korlam ananyar hat ekhon amar buke. Amar nipple duto or nokh

diye chapche chapte bollo, ‘tomar buker ei lom gulo ki darun lagche. Amar bor er

buk ta ekebare plain, ektao lom nei’. Ananya amar buke lepte giye bhison jore

japte dhore amar chokhe mukhe gal-e chumu khayoa suru korlo. Hotath ananya

kemon udash hoye bollo, ‘surjyada, ekjon meyer sorir achhe, sorir-e kamona

achhe, othocho ja dorkar, purush er pourush, setai nei amar bor er. Tai to ami

ajo kumari, ar nishphola’. Khub kach theke ami dekhlam ananyar chokhe jol chik

chik korche, naker pash ta ektu phola. Amar hat ananyar sara sorir-e basto

bhabe ghurche. Ananyao boro beshi agrohi mone holo. Or ekta pa bhanj kore

amar peter opor tule dilo.

Til til kore samoy boye jachhe. Amar nak thik ananyar buker majhkhan er khaje.

Norom manso pinder chape amar niswas nite kosto hochhe. Er majheo ami ek

madok bhora sugondho pachhi ananyar buk theke. Ananya eber amar lomosh

buke mukh ghoste ghsote niche namche. Tol peter kache giye amar jangiya te

atke galo or mukh ta. Ek tane underwear ta niche namiye dilo. Ar amar bal-e

bhora khara bara ta hate niye bole uthlo, ‘tomar eta to sanghatik lomba ar mota,

surjyada’. Bolte boltei ananya totpor hoye uthlo. Chit hoye suye ami ek odbhut

thoter sporso pelam amar bara te. Ananya amar bara ta mukhe puro dhukiye

chusche. Ami abeshe chokh buje achhi. Ananyer mukh ta sudhu opor nich

korche, amar bara te odbhut komol bhije jiv er sporso. Mone holo eber hoito

barar ros beriye jabe. Ananya phis phis korlo, ‘tumi to besh sukh upobhog

korcho, amar ta ki hobe?’.

Amar bara ta chere diye ananya chit hoye amar pase suye porlo. Abcha alo te

dekhlam or mai duto tir tir kore knapche. Ek jhotka te ami bichana te soja

holam. Ananyar komor borabor hat baralam. Knapa knapa hate ek hatchka tane

or panty khule dilam. Chiching phank, beriye galo narir sob theke gopon ongo.

Ananyar sundor gud ta clean shaved, ek tao bal nei. Ektuo samoy nosto na kore

ami jhapiye porlam or gud er opor. Ananyar pa duto phank kore mukh dhukiye

dilam or gude. Gud ta tokhon kam rose bhije job job korche. Ami sob tuku ros

chuse kheye or gud er gobhire jiv dhukiye dilam. Or clitoris-e jiv thektei ananya

knepe uthlo. Ar sojhyo korte na pere ananya bollo, ‘surjyada, amake korbe

please?’. Ami hesitate kore bollam, ‘kintu ananya, protection nebo ki kore?

Songe to kichui nei’. Kono rokom chinta na kore ananya ja bollo, ta sune ami

obak hoye gelam. O chaiche ami protection na neyei oke jano chudi. Accidentally

pregnant hoye gele o khushi hobe.

Ananya er por or pa duto emon bhabe choriye sulo jate amar subidha hoi. Ami

ananyar gude bara dhukiye oke chudchi. Chudte chudte or chokh er dike

takalam. Ananya dustu ekta hasi diye bollo, ‘amake tomar kemon lagche,

surjyada?’. Ami kono uttor na diye ananyar komla lebur koyer moto thote amar

thot guje diye komor chaliye thap dite laglam. Ananyao or pacha tule tule thap

enjoy korlo. Ami kokhono long stroke, kokhono ba short stroke dichhi ar

chotkachhi ananyar mai duto, chuschi or nipple duto. Ekhon dujoner-i osombhob

ghono knapa knapa swas proswas porche. Amader dom jano phuriye asche. Ei

thanda teo amader du joner sorir ghame bhije giyeche. Ami sorir er somosto

shokti ek kore projondo jore thap marte laglam. Amar sorire hotath jano ekta

electric shock diye uthlo. Ar ananyao ek triptir anonde shitkar charlo.

Ananyar guder bhetor tokhono amar bara dhokano. O ekhono amake sithil hate

joriye dhore achhe. Prochondo klanti te ami ananyar opor theke khate goriye

porlam. Bara ta norom hoye gud theke ekta sobdo kore beriye elo. Barite bela ke

choder por amra jorajori korei ghumiye pori. Seta ananaya ke boltei o amar pete

pa tule diye amake joriye dhore suye thaklo. Sokale ghum bhangte bhangte 7 ta

beje galo. Amra dress kore baire berotei hotel er sei lok ter songe dekha, bollo,

‘good morning dada boudi. Asha kori ghum hoyeche ratre’. Tarpor amake ektu

arale deke bollo, ‘dada, apner gale boudir mathar sindur lege achhe. Ota muche

tarpor station jan. 7-15 er krishnagar local ekhuni ese jabe. Train chalu hoye

giyeche’.

Er por mash tinek kete galo. Ananaya ar shankar ager motoi amader barite prai

asto. Hotath oder asa bondho hoye galo. Jiges korbo korbo koreo belar kach

theke jana hoye othe ni ora keno asche na. Tobe jantam bela ar ananya roj

dupure phone-e kotha bole. Ek din ratre bela ke chudchi, tokhon khobor ta jante

parlam. Anyanya eto din por pregnant hoyeche. Amar thot diye ekta muchki hasi

beriye elo.

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