Bour sasuri sange suhag Rat

Bou ar sasuri sange suhag Rat – bou sasuri jamai choti golpo

Kal anek rat porjonto jege chilam, tachara sarir-r opor diye dhokol-o giyeche, tai

ghum bhangte deri holo, ghori-te dekhi sokal 7-ta bajhche. Amar sodyo biye

kora bou bulti, tokhono pase suye gumachhe. Ar amar sabari? Se kothay gelo?

Kintu sabari amar ke hoi? Boudi? Sabi? Na sasuri? Or kotha mone hotei kal

ratre-r somosto ghotona chokh-r samne bhese uthlo.Ami jayanta barui, kolkata behela-te nijeder barite baba mayer sange thaki.

Amar boyes 28. Amar baba school teacher holeo ami porasunate bhalo chilam

na. Madhyamick pass kore welder trade-e iti theke pass kori. Tarpor sc/st quotate

ekta sorkari karkhana-te chakri-ta peyechi. Amader factory-te production

head mr. Ak mukherjee. Amra sir boli. Uni ekjon engineer. Khub bhalo lok.

Bhadra ar worker-der sange bandhur moto babaher korten. Amra sabai onake

respect kori, ebong uni production sankranto kono order korle seta amra jan

Mr mukherjee company flat-e thaken. New alipore-e. Oner stri sabari boudi,

educated mahila, ba. B(ed), bachor 32 boyes hobe. Dekhte phataphati, jemon

figure, temni phorsa ar sexy chehara. Onader ekti-i meye, bulti, 13 bachor

boyes. English medium school-e pore ar khub adure. Boyeser tulonai body beshi

developed ar khub mod dress kore.

Mr mukher-r flat amar barir kache bole, ami prai onader flat-e jetam. Sabari

boudi amake khub sneho korten nijer relative-r moto. Gelei kichu na kichu khete

diten. Boudike amar khub bhalo lagto, eto educated, kintu ektu ahanker nei,

onake tumi boltam. Unio amake nam drore dakten. Aste aste ami onader ekjon

family member hoye gelam.

Factoty-te production-er chap barchilo, sir sei sokale office jeten, ar phirte rat

hoto. Amar to shift duty, tai ami boudir sob kaj kore ditam, bazaar kora, tel/elec.

Bill payment, mobile recharge, mane chandi path theke juto selai porjonto. Aste

aste boudi amar opor etotai nirbhorshil hoye porlo je, sese oner ar bultir sanitary

napkin porjonto ami kine antam. Boudir khub english cinema dekher nesha chilo.

Sir-ke bolle sir bolto, ‘jayanto-ke sange niye dekhe eso. Company-r car-e jeo na,

amar ‘alto’ niye jao.’

Boudi ar ami prai esplanade area-te cinema dekhte jetam. Ami to english thik

bujhtam na, boudi amake kane kane banglate bujhiye dito. Boudi jakhon amar

ghare hat rekhe, amar kaner kache mukh ene kotha bolto, takhon oner gayer

foreign perfume-r ganghe ki je bhalo lagto. Boudir hater sporso peye amar

sarirta kemon jano korto. Nijeke pagol pagol mone hoto. Ekdin ekta adult

english cinema dekhchi, bed scene cholche, hotath dekhi boudi amar hater opor

hat rakhlo. Oner hat-er taluta bhije. Bujhlam boudir hoito bhitore uttejona

hochhe. Ami boudir hat-ta dhore rakhlam ar ektu ektu chap dite laglam. Amar

sarire jano agun dhore galo. Sthan-kal-patro bhule gelam. Mone holo pase amar

premika bose ache. Amar dan hat-ta boudir gharer opor jhuliye dilam. Boudi

kono apotti korlo na, borong amar dike ektu sore boslo. Ami sahosh peye boudir

bogoler tola diye hat dhukiye oner mai-e hat rakhlam. Ki narom mai boudir.

Uttejonate amar bara tokhon khara hoye giyeche. Jeno pant chire beriye asbe.

Ami ar parchilam na, ja hober hobe, ei bhebe boudir hat-ta tene amar pant-er

niche khara barar opor rakhlam. Boudi amar kaner kache mukh niye ese bollo,

‘ki thakurpo, khub uttejona hochhe to? Amar-o hochhe. Ei shob hot cinema

dekhle ei rakom hoi. Cholo, cinema dekhe ekta resturent-e giye kichu khai.

Amra kwality-te khete gelam. Ami to lajjta-te boudir mukher dike takata

parchilam na. Ea ami ki korlam? Boudi nischoi amake ekta lompot chele

bhabche. Ekhon ki kori? Jadi sir-ke bole dai? Amar chakri-ta jabe. Khabar niye

narachara korte korte ei shob bhachi, boudi bollo, ‘ ki holo jayanto, khao. Ki eto

bhabcho?’ amar chok chol chol kore uthlo, boudir hat duto chepe dhore bollam,

‘amake tumi khoma kore dao please. Ami ekta oashikhitto chele, tomar gaye hat

diye phelechi.’ boudi hese phello, bollo, ‘o ei kotha. Tate ki hoyeche? Eta to

natural instinct.’ ami haa kore boudir mukher dike takiye achhi dekhe bollo,

‘dustu chele, ete annay nei. Purush ebong nari jakhon kacha kachi hoi, takhon

kono samporko mane na. Dujoner-i uttejona hote pare, khub swavabik baper.’

amar bhoy kete galo. Sahosh kore boudike bollam, ‘achha boudi? Sir tomake roj

koren, tai na?’ boudir mukh-ta lal hoye galo ar dant diye nokh kamrate kamrate

bollo,’ sono bhai, tumi amar theke boyose choto, tobuo bolchi tomar sir impotent

ar tai goto 5years amra kono matting kori ni.’ eber jano boudike udash dekhlo.

Boudir english word gulo kichui mathate dhuklo na. Tai boudike bollam, ‘dekho,

ami choto thik kintu adult. Swami-srtee samporko bujhi. Tumi goda banglte

amay shob khule bolo to.’ boudi prathome ektu michki haslo, tarpor ekta

dirghoswas phele ja bollo, ta ei rakom.

Tomar sir-ke biyer samoy amar boyes matro 18 bachor. Fulsojya-r ratei ami

pregnant mane gorbhoboti hoye pori. Ek bochor-er modhyei bulti jonmalo. Biyer

por ami ba, tarpor b(ed) korechi bansberia-te baper bari theke. Bulti-ke or dida-i

manush koreche. Chotobela theke bultir ekta bad habit grow kore, mane emon

swabhab hoi je tomar sir ar ami besh asubidhate pori. Bulti ratre puro jama

kapor khule nogno hoye amar kache sobe ar amake joriye dhore ston chusbe.

Ekhono ei boyeseo tai kore. Ami ar bulti ek ghore sui, tomar sir annya ghore. Er

phole amra besirbhag rate-i sangom korte pari na. Tar opor aber 5 bachor age

ekta bhul antibiotic medicine kheye tomar sir impotant mane dhojo-bhongo hoye

jai. Or purusango khara hoi na. Age jadio ba amra ektu adhtu milito hotam,

ekhon tao bondho. Tai hoito tomader sir amar theke paliye barai, office-e beshi

time katai. Ar ajkal to tomar opor sob chere diye nischinte achhe.’ ektu hese

boudi amake bollo, ‘bujhle jyanto, sarirer khide saber ache, kintu bhadro,

sikhito-ra mukh phute bolte pare na. Tumi aj uttejoner boshe cinema hall-e jeta

kore phelecho, seta kono dosher noi. Very natural.’ amar bhoi puropuri kete

galo. Boudir kotha bolar stylr dekhe ami abhibhuto hoye gelam. Kemon sundor

kore banglate, kono osobbho sobdo babohar na kore, amake bojhalo. Tabuo

keno jani na boudir oi sarirer prati amar ekta akorson toiri holo. Thik jano

nisiddho kekhu power nesate.

Prathom dike jakhon boudi-der flat-e jetam tokhon dekhtam boudi bariteo sari

pore thakto ar amar samne sarir anchol-ta gaye dhaka diye rakhto. Hoito ami

bairer lok bole lajja peto. Ekhon boudi barite khub sundor sundor silk-er patla

nighty pore. Ami barite thakleo tai pore. Ekhon anekta free hiye giyeche. Oi

dress-e boudi-ke khub sexy dekhay. Fin-fine patla gown-er bhitor-e pora bra ar

panty-r colour ar shape bojha jai. Ek meyer ma, tao, dudher moto gayer rang,

durga pratimar moto gol panpata goron-er mukh, tikalo nak, makhon-er moto

narom sarir, ar oi tall slim, figure-e ki sundor je lage boudike, bole bojhano jabe

na. Khara tight maigulo jano bra theke baire beriye aste chaiche. Eta to dekhte

pachhi, ar bakita kolpona korlei amar bara tonton kore othe. Kintu jani, boudi

kokhono nije theke isara korle tobei aguno jabe.

Ekdin morning duty kore dupure boudir flat-e gelam. Jani ekhon bulti school-e.

Kajer mashi-o thakbe na. Tai bell bajate boudi dorja khullo. Dekhe mone holo

boudi aj asustho. Chok lal, ektu khurie hantche, nighty-er samner huk khola.

Bhalam hoito periods hoyeche, tai oi rakom lagche. Boudi amake oner soyer

ghore boste bole kitchen-e galo. Amar jonne kichu khaber niye ese bollo je oner

ga hat paye batha korche ar jor jor lagche. Gaye hat diye dekhlam jor nei.

Kitchen-e giye du cup black coffee banalam, boudir coffee-te sir-er ana brandy

ektu beshi kore dhallam, eber bed room-e ese dekhi boudi sue ache. Bollam,

‘age gorom coffe-ta kheye nao, bhalo lagbe. Tarpor ekta osud khao. Dekhbe sob

thik hoye jabe.’ boudi bollo, ‘coffee khachhi, kintu sara gaye prochondo batha

korche, tumi borong kopal-ta ektu tipe dao.’ amar mathai ekta dustu budhhi

khele galo. Bollam, ‘ sudhu kopal keno, tumi order korle ami tomar sara sarir

tipe debo. Ekbar sudhu order kore dekho. Amar to lekhapora hoi ni, ar chakri

pabo kina tao thik chilo na, tai body massage-er training niyechilam parlour

khulbo bole. Aj dekhte chai massage kora bhule giyechi kina. Tumi raji holei

holo.’ oto kostoteo boudi hese phello, ‘tomar sange kothate to parbo na,thik

ache baba, ja mon chai koro. Ei ami coffee kheye sulam. Dekho bhai, ghumiye

gele deke diyo kintu. Aj aber kajer masi chuti niyeche.’ amar thote ek chilte hasi

ese galo, bhablam boudi amake kotota biawas kore, je bollo ‘ja mon chai koro’,

naki etai isara? Jani na. Ami boudir pase bose oner kopal, matha, payer angul,

hater angul theke bogol porjonto massage korlam. Brandy-r action-e boudir

takhon ghum ghum pachhe, chok buje sue ache. Ami eber boudir kaner kache

amar mukh niye giye phis phis kore bolam, ‘ boudi? O boudi, sunte pachho?

Ekhon kemon lagche?’ ghume boudi chok khulte parche na, tobu ghorer mothyei

bir bir korlo, ‘bhhalooooo….’ ami bollam, ‘tumi eber ektu upur hoye sobe? Tahole

tomar pithe malish kore debo. Aro bhalo lagbe. Bathata kombe. Boudi

konorakome chokta olpo khule amar dike gholata choke takiye hese bollo, ‘taaaa

daooooo’ ‘kintu ki kore debo? Tumi to nightypore achho. Ota khule debo?’ boudi

bollo, ‘o ma, nighty khulte hobe bujhi? Na khule hobe na? Thik ache, ar lajja

kore ki hobe? Khulei dao.’ ei sune amar to buk-ta dhoras kore uthlo ar jangiyer

bhitor dhon babaji sokto hote suru korlo. Alto kore boudir nighty-r samner hook

gulo khullam, tarpor payer kach theke nighty-ta tene buker kache anlam. Er por

boudir matha-ta ektu tule ota barire bar kore ekpase rakhlam. Oohhhh se ki

body? 32-28-36. Boudi amar samne sudhu ekta kalo bra ar lal panty pore chok

buje sue achhe. Brandy-r action beshikhon thakbe na jani. Tai ar pith malish na

kore boudir gola theke suru kore pa porjonto alto kore sus suri dite laglam. Braer

opor theke chap diye mai tuto halka kore tipe dilam ar navir charpase ghuriye

hat bolate laglam. Pete ek bindu chorbi nai. Sara sarir jano makhoner moto

naram. Mone holo boudi besh aram-e ghumachhe, ar ami boudir ruper agune

pure chai hoye jachhi. Mone sahosh ene, boudir kaner kache mukh niye fis fis

kore daklam, ‘sabari….amar sabi…amar ichhe korche tomar sara sarir-ta dekhte.

Lakshi sona, tomar bra ar panty khulbo? Sabari ghumer ghore ‘hmmmmmm…..’

bole or pa duto ektu phank kore aber ghumiye porlo. Ami sabarir gharer pichone

hat dhukiye oke joriye dhore or golapi thanda thonte chumu khelam. Oo respond

korlo. Ei bhabe joriye theke sabarir pithe hat dhukiye bra-r hook khule dilam. Ar

or tight forsa mai duto beriye elo. Dekhlam mai-er bota duto ektu boro ar kalo.

Bujhlam eta bultir kaj, roj chuse chuse ei hal koreche. Ami-o bultir moto ekta

mai chuste laglam ar annyata tipte thaklam. Amar mukh eber pet borabor niche

namiye anlam. Panty-r opor diye sabarir guder gandha upobhog korlam. Pantyta

ektu bheja bheja mone holo. Eber ek tane otake payer nich diye goliye dilam,

ar sabari amar samne puro langto hoye sue roilo. Or gude halka naram kalo

chul, bujhlam regular clean kore. Jibone ei pratham ekjon narir purno nogno

sarir dekhlam. Uttegonate amar barate batha korte laglo, mone holo barar

dogata ektu bhije bhije. Ami sabarir gude mukh rekhe bhetore jiv dhukiye diye

chuste laglam. Sabario kanpe kanpe uthchilo. Ar parchilam na. Or guder bhitor

angul dhukiye chudte laglam, sabario pacha tule tule anguler thap nite laglo.

Bujhlam ekono or gud bohut tight. Aste aste sabarir sense phire aschilo. Ami oke

jiges korlam, ‘sabari, tomake chudbo? Ami konodin kauke chudini. Tumi raji hole

etai hobe amar prathom chodon. ’ Sabari ektu chup kore theke gambhir hoye

galo. Payer kach theke bhanj kora chador-ta tene or deho-ta dheke nilo, tarpor

amar dike takiye bollo, ‘jayanto sona, rag koro na pl, ja boli, mon diye sono, 5

bachhor bade aj tumi amake je swapno dekhale ar swargiyo annando dile seta

kokhono bhulta parbo na. Tumio tomar jiboner ar ekta adhya suru kore swargo

theke ghure ele. Jayanto, swargo sukh tai thakte dao, noroke ar jeo na. Ami

tomar theke boyose boro, amar 14 bochorer bibahito jibon, meye ache, tai eta

kora pap, eta annyay. Tomar jiboner ei to suru, anek dur jete hobe, tai ekta

sustho jibon beche nao, biye kore sukhi hao. Bhebo na ami tomake refuse

korchi. Er poreo jadi tumi mone koro amake bichanate na pele tomar jibon-tai

borbad hoye jabe, monosthir kore amar kachhe eso, ami nije tomake buke tene

niye sob sukh ujar kore debo. Ar ekta kotha, tumi jano bhul koreo karo samne

amake nam dhore, ba ador kore sabi bole, deke phelo na abar. Ami lajja-te more

jabo kintu. ’ Ei bole sabari dressing gown-ta tule niye bathroom-e jabe bole uthe

daralo. Bujhte parlam sabari koto matured meye. Rag na kore, ba amar mone

kono batha na diye, opriyo kotha gulo ki sundor guchiye bollo. Sabari tumi

osatharon. Tumi-i amake sathik poth dekhate parbe. Oke jariye dhore bollam,

‘sabari i love you, ami tomake chara bachbo na.’ ‘hmm, ekhon to charo, poriskar

hoye asi’ misti hese sabari bathroom-e dhuke galo. Ami drawing room-e astei

door bell beje uthlo, bulti elo. Satyi, sabarir ki time gnan.

Bari phire ratre ghumate parlam na. Jotober chok buje ase, khali sabarir langto

sarirta swapne dekhi. Ki je holo amar, kichutei ghum ase na. Sabarir oi

chamormoni guder kotha chinta korlei bara khara hoye jachhe r batha korche.

Ekber bathroom-e giye khenche elam. Bhor hotei bichana theke uthe porlam, aj

moening duty. Factory giye bhalo kore chok mukh-e jol diye, ek cup groom cha

kheye, kaje laglam. Ghume chok dhule asche, hotath dekhi bela 10-ta nagad sirer

khas peon ese bollo, ‘mukherjee sahab-ne apko bulayya. Bola ki turant usse

vet korna.’ amar to bhoye hat pa peter modhye sentiya galo, boudi nirghat sir-ke

sob bole diyeche. Aj chakrita gabe. Kintu magita eto harami naki? Koi, eto din

mischi, mone to hoi ni. Ke jane baba, meyeder chena satti moskil. Ar ami kina

plan korchlam aj-i boudi-ke janiye debo je oke chere ami thakte parbo na, ami

biye-o korbo na, sarajibon sabarir gud chude katiye debo. Bhogoban-ke dakte

dakte, sir-er chamber-r samne gelam. Beyera khobor dite galo. Phire ese bollo je

meeting cholche, tai sabeb amake oner anti-chember room-e wait korte bollen.

Jani, sahib-ra oi ghore private kotha bole. Tai aro bhoi peye gelam. Ektu pore

mukherjee sahib anti chamber-e ese bollen, ‘sono jayonto, tumi ekhoni 4-diner

chutir apply kore dao. Ami tomar boudi ar bulti-ke niye aj ratrer train-e puri

jachhi. Hotath thik hoyechhe, okhane company guest house book kore diyechi.

Ami, bisesh kore tomar boudi, chai je tumio cholo amader sange, dekhbe bhalo

lagbe. Bikel bela bag niye flat-e chole eso, kemon?’, bole sir beriye gelen. Amar

gham diye jor charlo, boudi samporke baje baje kotha bhaber jonnie mon-ta

kharap hoye galo. Boudir sange berate jabe bole jemon annando holo, temni rag

hote laglo ei bhebe je oi kodin boudi-ke eka pabo na.

Bikale flat-e giye dekhi boudi ar bulti ready hoye sir-r pherer opekhye bose ache.

Boudike silker lal swalwar kimiz-e aporup lagche, thik jano ekta aguner gola.

Bra-cup fitting-er kamiz, pith-ta puro khola komor porjonjo, tai alada kore bra

pore ni. Hi neck kamiz-e boudir buker khangta sposto dekha jachhe. Boudi

bibihito holeo konodin sankha sindur porte dekhi ni, tai onake ekebare juboti

obibahito meyer moto dekhachillo. Kintu kake dekhate eto sexy dress tomar,

sabari? Sir-r to bara-i khara hoi na bolle. Tobe ki ami? Eto bhagyoban ki hote

parbo, sabi? Sabi amar sweet sexy sabi, kobe tomar oi kelano gude amar ei 7’’

lamba 3’’ mota bara-ta dhokate debe? Ar je parchi na, sabi. Dress-e meyeo kom

jai na. Bulti low waist jeans-er half pant, sange sleeveless short top poreche.

Top-r length eto-i choto je, ektu hat tullei or bra beriye porche, ar low waist

pant-r opor or nabhi ar pacher divider dekha jachhe. Aa ha, jeno dujone fashion

parade korte ramp-e hante jachhe. Jai hok, ma meyer hot dress dekhe amar

bara abar khara hote suru korlo. Ma-r deho-ta to kal bikale peyeo chere diyechi,

eber ekber meye-ta keo try korle hoi. Bulti-r kochi gud-ta kobe marte parbo, ei

kotha bhabte bhabte train-e chaplam. Ac first class 4- barth coup, besh aram ar

privacy ache. Boudi bari theke porota ar alur dom kore enechilo. 4-jone kheye

nilam, sir ar boudi opor-er bunk-e sute chole galo. Ami ar bulti anek rat porjonto

golpo koelam. Bulti bangle bolte pare na, kintu bujhte pare abar ami english

bolte pari na, oi ektu adhtu bujhte pari, kichuta andaje. O amake ‘anku’ bole

dake, uncle-er short form. Bulti english-e bok bok kore galo, ami ‘huum’ ‘haaa’

korlam, eibhabe chollo majh ret porjonto. Thik holo ami bulti-ke bangle sekhabo,

ar o amake spoken english sekhiye debe.

Sokale puri pouche amra guest house-e giye fresh holam. Bnr hotel-er kache

ekebare samudrer dhare ekta bunglow type-er dotola bari. Okhane opor nich

miliye total 5-ta bed room. Boudira pasapasi duto room-e thaklo. Ami annoy

ekta room dokhol korlam. Breakfast table-e sir bollen oner ekhane ekjon dealer

sange official meeting ache, aste bikel hoye jabe. Amake bollen boudi ar bulti-ke

niye jano samudre chan korte jai. Darker hole nuliya nei jano.

Sir beriye gelen. Ami ghore giye ekta barmuda pant ar genji pore elam samudre

snan korbo bole. Tv room-e oder jannye opekhya korchi, dekhi boudi ar bulti

swimming costume pore beriye elo. Oder dekhe ami ar chok pherate parchilam

na. Sabari ekta kochi kolapata ronger one piece costume pore dariye ache ar

bulti-r porone two piece printed coutume. Or costume-r panti-ta etoi low cut je

or guder halka khoyeri bal gulo sposto dekha jachhe. Ma meyer ordho-nogno

dress dekhe amar barata barmuda-r bhitor torang kore khara hoye galo. Pache

ora dekhe phele, ami kono rokome hat diye samneta dheke ghore giye niche

jangiya pore elam. Samude giye kono nulia nilam na. Sabi ar bulti sona-ke nijer

hate samudre chan koronor moja hatchara korte chailam na. Prathome boudir

hat dhore samudre neme bujhlam o asole ekta bhitur dim. Samudre nemei

amake joriye dhorlo, ar amio sei sujoge boudir maiduto khub kore chotkata

laglam. Ekta kore dheu ase ar amake aro jore chepe dhore. Komor porjonto jole

neme chan korchilam. Tai sabari-r gude hat rakhte subidha holo. Prothome

costumer opor diye gud-ta chotkalam, tarpor peter kache costume-er tola diye

soja gude hat dhukiye dilam, ar guder bhitore angul dhukiye narrate laglam.

Boudi amar kane kane fis fis kore bollo, ‘ki hochhe jayanto? Beach-e koto lok

dariye ache, bultio ache. Jadi dekhe phele? Ki lajja.’ ami bollam, ‘na go na, amar

sabi darling-r buk porjonto samudrer joler tolai. Keu dekhte pabe na.’ amar

angul-ta guder bhetor joto otha-nama korche, boudi uttejonate toto kanpe

kanpe uthche. Sujog peye eber or ekta hat soja amar barmuder bhetor diye

dhukiye dilam. Bara-ta sabarir hater sporso peye jege uthlo ar batha-te ton ton

korte laglo. Mone mone bollam, ekhon amar barar ros khosale hobe na, erpor to

bulti-keo samudre chotkate hobe. Hoito oo ei bara dhore tanatani korbe. Edike

boudi jano ektu netiye porlo, bujhlam or guder jol beriye giyeche. Boudike niye

opore elam. Pare uthtei, ‘hey anku, its my turn’ bole bulti chute elo. Boudi bollo,

‘bulti, uncle ektu rest nik, tarpor tomake niye giye chan koriye debe.’ ‘ok, as you

like’ bole bulti amar pase boslo. Ektu pore bultir hat dhore samudre namlam.

Bachha meye to, kono bhoi dor nei, amar ekta angul dhore samudrer dheu-er

tale tale chan korte laglo. Ami or gaye hat deyer kono sujog pachhilam na, oke

bollam, ‘bulti, eso ami tomake bhalo kore chan koriye di’ o jobab dilo, ‘thanks

anku, its fine. I am enjoying.’ ki ar kori, or hat-ta amar angul chariye amar

barmuder bhitore barar opor rakhlam. O amar bara-ta bash sokto kore dhore

bollo ‘you want me to hold this? Fine, i am comfortable.’ amar khara sokto

barata chepe dhore lafiye lafiye chan korlo. Bujhlam je or ekhono sex bapare

kono idea hoi ni, ba sex urge develop kore ni, ta noile ekta 13 bochorer kisori

purnoboyosko juboker bara dhorto na. O samudre neme eto moja peyeche je

uthtei chaiche na. Edike amar bara niye tanatani korte giye baraer obostha kahil

holo. Ar barar ros dhore rakhte parchilan na, bathao koechilo, joler modhye

bultir hatei ros dhele dilam ar sange sange barata netiye porlo. ‘my god, your

dick has suddenly become soft and short. Please hold me firmly anku.’ bole bulti

amar bara chere diye amake joriye dhorlo. Amio sei sujoge bulti-ke pechon

theke japte dhore or narom kochi sarir-ta ar chotto mai duto chotkate laglam.

Jehetu sodyo sodyo amar mal beriye giyeche, tai beshi deri korlam na. Oke niye

Sir bikale meeting theke phire ese, boudi ar bulti-ke niye local marketing korte

gelen. Boudi amakeo jete bolchilo, ami ichhe kore sange gelam na, guest housee

theke tv dekhe time katalam. Jaganath-er mandir theke prasad niye ratre or

phirlo, golpo korte korte eksange prasad khelam. Sir ar boudi kal sokale mandire

pujo dite jaben. Lunch-er age phirben. Bulti late riser bole o sange jabe na, ar

tai amakeo guest house-e thakte hobe. Sir bollen bulti naki aj samudre khub

enjoy koreche, parle ami jeno oke kal sokale samudre niye jai. Bulti ar ami kal

sokale eka thkbo sune amar bara khara hote suru korlo. Plan bhanjte hobe ki

kore oi churi-ke choda jai. Oaaaaah, amra dujonei virgin. Or gud phatabe amar

natun bara, je ekono kono gude dhokeni. Meyer guder sati-ched age phatiye,

tarpor mayer tight gude amar bara diye chudbo. Satti, ki je annando hochhe. Ei

sob bhebe anyomonosko hoyechilam, hotath bulti-r dake hush phirlo. O amake

dekhate chaichillo ki ki kena hoyeche market theke. Boudir ghore giye dekhlam

boudi duto kotki sari kineche. Bulti koekta printed vest kineche ar amar jonye ek

set butik-er panjabi ar namaboli print kora barmuda pant. Pant-ta naki bultir

Natun pant-ta pore suye porlam. Sokale uthe sunlam sir ar boudi mandire chole

giyeche. Toilet theke ese shave korbo bole kit bag khule dekhi blade ante bhule

giyechi. Eto sokale kono dokan-o khola pabo na, bhablam sir-er ghore dekhte

hobe natun blade ache kina. Boudir ghore dhuke dekhi bulti khate ghumachhe.

Bhalo kore dekhlam oke, ki sundor dekhte, slim figure, forsa rang jeno phete

porche. Hobe na keno or mar rong-o to dudhe alta. Bultir mukhta ki sarol

dekhachhe, ekono-to kono pap or modhye probedh koete pareni. Sleeping suit

pore chit hoye suye ache, kono bra pore ni. Jamar samner sob botam-i khola,

khali buker thik niche ekta botan lagano. Fole or mai-r besirbhag-tai baire beriye

ache. Khali nipple gulo jamate dhaka pore giyeche, kintu pet-ta puro khola. Ei

dekhe amar bara babajibon to torang kore lafiye khara hoye galo. Niche

underwear nei, tai barmuda pant-ta ekebare tanbu hoye galo. Aaa ha re, kobe jr

bultir oi norom buke mukh rekhe or oi kochi natun gude amar virgin bara-ta

dhokabo!! Bultir dike ek driste takiye bhabchi or jamar oi ekta botam-o khule

diye or mai duto puropuri upobhog korbo kina, hotath o ghum theke uthe amar

dike takiye bollo, ‘hii anku, goodmorning. You were staring at my boobs, i

suppose. You like them? You know anku, every night i chew and suck mom’s

boob. I can’t sleep otherwise’ ami bollam, ‘jani, tomar ma bolechen. Ar jiges

korchile na tomar buker bapare, o-duto jano darjeeling-r misti rosalo komlalebu,

khub sundor. Kintu bulti, ami to sunechilam tumi ratre kono dress pore soy na,

ta ekhon gaye jama pant keno?’ bulti bollo, ‘o no, mom has told you everything.

You are right. Just before going, mom asked me to dress up. I hurried up and

meshed up with my open brest. Anyway you have seen a part of my boob and

appreciated. Thank you so much. If you like, you are welcome to see me nude. I

won’t mind. Well i would expect you to reciprocate too.’ ami bhablam ae to megh

na chaitei jol. Tahole sohojei choda jabe magi take. Bulti amar khara barar dike

haa kore takiye theke bollo, ‘anku, i find your large cock is hard all the time.

Yesterday when i was holding it firmly, it was dam hard. How come suddenly it

became soft and small? Well, you certainly remember the agreement we had in

train compartment. That you teach me bengali words and me english to you.’

‘achha baba achha, sob hobe, kintu tumi eto taratari gor gor kore english bole

gele to ami bujhbo na. Sono bulti, tomar buker oi duto, jetake tumi boobs bolle,

ota holo ‘mai’ ar ei je amar khara sokto rod-ta dekhcho, etake bole ‘bara’. Sarire

uttejona hole eta khara hoye hard ar lengthy hoi. Pore normal hole soft ar short

hoye jai. Bujhecho? Tumi dhore dekhte paro, emon ki mukhe niye chocolate-er

moto chusteo paro. Kintu beshi chusle okhan theke white cream berobe. Abar

beshikhon jadi barar chamra-ta up down koro tahole-o cream beriye asbe.

Setake bole ‘khencha’ ar cream-ta holo ‘mal’. Ei bole amar barata pant theke bar

kore or hate dilam. Jibone ei prathom o kono purush manusher bara dekhlo.

Bulti obak hoye barata dekhte thaklo ar bollo, ‘wao fantastic, your bara is so

long, thick and cute. It’s your peeing tool, but mine is flat with a hole, called

pussy in english. I shall show you later. Ok? Aah, what you told anku, about

‘khencha’ and ‘mal’, i know a bit. One of my boy class mates told me. When he

gets excited, he masturbates his cock and semen comes out like a jet. Am i

right?’ bujhlam je bulti kichu kichu sikheche or school-er paka bandhuder kach

theke. Ami bollam, ‘ekebare sothik jano tumi. Tomar peter niche oi je lamba

chera jaigata, jekhan theke tumi hisi koro, otake bole ‘gud’. Okhane ekta noi,

duto phuto ache. Oporer-ta diye hisi kore ar nicher-ta te bara dhokai. Ar kono

meyer guder modhye cheleder bara dhokano-ke bola ‘choda’. Barata dhukiye

opor nich kore thap dite thakle, ek samoy barar theke ros beriye gud-ta ke

bhijiye debe. Meyeder-o oi samoy gud theke jol bar hoi. Ei barar ros ar guder jol

mile-mishe giye meyera pete bachha-r janmo dei. Ki, thik moto bojhate perechi

banglate?’ ‘ so nice of you anku, you have taught this sexology session so easily

and vividly that its clear to me like liquid, even better than my academic classes.

I now just await its practical application of ‘choda’ by inserting your ‘bara’ inside

my ‘gud’. Please don’t go away, will be back right now from toilet. Having

pressure……..’ bole haste haste toilet-e gelo. Ami ghorer dorjata lock kore dilam.

Ektu bade fresh hoye, brush kore bulti bathroom theke beriye elo. Eber oke

khate bosiye aste aste sleeping suit-er jamar botam gulo ekta ekta kore khulte

laglam. Ektu ektu kore mai gulo beriye elo, tarpor jamata puro khule khater opor

chure fele dilam. Ekta chotto kishori-r mai je eto khara, naram ar tight hote pare

jantam na. Forsa buker opor brown nipple duto dekhe mone hochhe jano machi

bose ache. Bogol-e ektu ektu halka bal gojiyeche. Bultir mai duto-te hat bolate

bolate or bogol-e mukh dhukiye gandho sukte besh bhalo-i laglo. Or mai-te to

age keu hat dei ni, tai bota gulo bhitore dhoka. Maigulo moida makher moto

tipte tipte or nipple tene baire anlam, ar mukh lagiye dant diye kamre dilam.

Bulti aaaa….h hore kokiye uthlo. Tokhon or gharer pase hat rekhe joriye dhore

bichan-te suiya dilam ar amar thont duto or thonte chepe dhore deep kiss korte

laglam. Or mukhe jib dhukiye or jibta tene amar mukhe dhukiye dilam. O eber

amar ghare hat uthiye diye amake aro jore or buker opor chepe chumu khelo.

Ebhabe kichukhon chumu kheye, mukh-ta namiye or ekta mai chuste chuste ek

hat diye annyo maita chotkate laglam. Bulti bodhhoi tar jibone ei prothom

uttejona anubhab korchilo, karon eber bole uthlo, ‘what man, when will you

fuck, i mean ‘chodo’ me?’. Or kotha sune hese phellam, bollam, ‘sono bulti sona,

choda chudi korar age dujoner-i uttejona chorome pouchote hoi. Tai chumu

khete hoi, mai tipte hoi, mai chusteo hoi, gude mukh dhukiye bhetor-ta chuste

hoi, mukhe bara dhukiye chuse dite hoi, tobe to uttejona barbe. Eter english

nam-ta amar jana ache, foreplay. Thik ache?’ eber ami bultir komorer nicher

dike najor dilam. Pet-ta pant theke beriye ache. Ki patla ar soru or komor ar

navita gabhir. Ami or navir opor mukh rekhe aste aste niche namte laglam,

ekebare pyjama-r dari porjonto, ar oi bhabe mukh gnuje rekhe, pete hat dhukiye

pyjama-r darir gnit-ta khule dilam. Pyjama alga holo mukh aro niche namalam.

Guder ekta sundor gandho nake ese laglo, ar thont-ta halka narom bale atke

galo. Uthe boslam. Pyjama-ta ektu ektu kore tene niche namate laglam. Bulti to

ratre langto hoye soy tai panty pora ni. Or gud-ta chokher samne astei mone

holo a ami ki dekhchi! Jibone ei niye dwitiyo bar gud dekhleo, holop kore bolte

pari sabrir guder thekeo bultir gud aro sundor. Ekta joja lamba line, pet ar dui

thai-r majhkhan theke chire beriye gude dhuke giyeche. Ar sei gudtake halka

badami bal oti jotne dheke rekheche. Bultir gud-ta ektu bhije bhije mone holo.

Hotei pare, ami ja korchi or sara sarir-ta niye. Guder bhitor jib dhukiye swargiyo

annando nebo bole sobe bal-e jib-ta thekiyechi, bulti hotath amake thele diye

uthe bose bollo, ‘please anku, don’t place your mouth on the dirty place of

peeing. Let me take bath, be fresh and then you lick my ‘gud’. Hope you wont

mind.’ ami ballam, ‘se thik ache, kintu bulti, tomar baba-ma aj bole giyechen

ami jeno tomar thik moto dekha suna kori. Cholo ami aj tomake bhalo kore chan

koriye di. Kemon? ‘oah, really? That’s my pleasure’ bole bulti puro langto

obosthatei nachte nachte amar hat dhore tante tante bathroom-e niye galo. Giye

dekhi ei bathroom-ta khub sajano, chan korer jaiga-ta plastic parda diye ghera.

Bose chan korer jonye ekta boro ludo dice shape-e plastic tool ache. Bultike toolr

opor bosiye or gaya alpo groom jol dhele sara body-te saban lagate laglam. Or

gola, ghar, bogol, hat, mai, pith, pet…ghose poriskar korlam. Eber or pa theke

saban lagano suru korlam. Pod-ta ke bhalo kore clean kore or gud-r bhitor angul

dhukiye saban lagalam. Sei samoy gude anekta angul niye giye or clitoris touch

kortei o chomke uthlo. Ami or clitoris-ta bhetore narrate thaklam ar o ‘aaaaaa…..

Uuuuuuu………kore shitkar dite laglo. Er por oke gorom jol diye chan koriye amio

chan kore nilam. Towel diye sara ga bholo kore muchiye ghore ese, khate oke

bosalam. Amar bisal lomba mota khara barata or mukher samne tiring tiring

kore lafachillo. Bulti bara-ta ek hat diye dhore annyo hate barar mathar chal-ta

chariye dekhchilo. Ami or mathata amar peter kache tene bara-ta or mukhe

dhukiye jore chuste ar samne pichone korte bollam. Oto boro bara-ta o chotto

mukhe thik moto manage korte parchilo na. Gno gno awaz bar hochillo mukh

theke. Bulti-ke eber khater pase suiye pa duto phank kore dilam ar amar mukhta

namiye ene or gude rekhe jib-ta bhitore dhukiye dilam. Jib-ta ke clitoris- e

thekiye ghorate laglam. O chitkar korte laglo, ‘ o god, leave me anku, am feeling

something inside, pleaseeeeee……. Take out your tongue.’ pache or chitkare

care-taker chute ase, tai oke chere diye or mukhe abar bara-ta dhukiye dilam.

Bollam, ‘aste aste, keu sunte pabe to. Ar ota kichu noi, oi rakom hoi. Thik ache

tumi ekhon bara-te stroke dao, ami pore tomar gud chuschi.’ ami ar parchilam

na, ektu bade hor hor kore barer groom mal force-e or mukhe chere dilam. O

ghabriye giye thu thu kore khanik fele dilo. Pore taste peye bakita kheye nilo.

Eber ami abar amar mukh-ta or gude jore chepe chuste laglam, ar ager moto

jib-ta ke clitoris-e thekiye ghorate laglam. O hat jor kore amar kaner kache

mukh ene bollo, ’i feel like peeing. Remove your mouth quick or will have no

option but to pee there’ bujhlam jiv diye choder fole or gude jol jhorer time

hoyeche, ar tokhoni amar mukhe o guder jol dhele diye chok buje suye roilo.

Ami bulti-ke bosiye dress poriye dilam ar amio dress kore nilam. Or eto dhokol

giyeche je o chup kore bose roilo. Bhablam aj ar oke chude kaj nei, karon choder

jonnyo kono condom ba tablet kache nei, tachara prothom ber or guder porda

phatate gele o prochondo chitkar korbe. Seta risky hobe. Pore kono ekdin

chudlei hobe. Bultir guder jol beriye jayoate, tai oo ekon ar choder jonnye

jorajuri korlo na. Ami bultir pase ese bose bollam, ‘ki bulti, kemon lagche ekhon?

Aj ar samudre chan korte jabo na kemon? Kintu boudi jiges korle bolo samudre

chan korecho.’ bulti uthe dariye amake joriye dore bollo, ‘anku you are simply

great. And i really mean it. Lot more is expected in near future. Am i right? But

anku, you are asking me to tell mom that we had been to sea. Problem is, i

never lie to mom. Anyway i will ensure to avoid the topic. Hope that would be

fine’ ei re meye-ta na sob make bole dei. Boudi amar sambondhe ki bhabbe? Tar

cheye borong ami boudike ajker ghotona ektu hint diye rakhbo.

Dupure sir ar boudi phire elo, sange jagonath-er prosad. Amra sabai eksange

golpo korte korte prosad khelam, tarpor bulti ekta story book niye ghore chole

galo ar sir-o rest nite galo. Ami jani boudi dupure ghumai na. Boudi ekta housecoat

pore niche neme ele, amra dujone hall ghor-e ese boslam. Ami bose bose

plan korchilam er por kobe ki bhabe sujog milbe bulti-r gud phatanor, ar sange

sabiri-ke chutiye chodar. Pas theke hotath boudi amar gaye hat diye deke bollo,

‘ki jayanto, mukh gomra kore eto ki bhabcho? Bulti khub jaliyeche nischoi. Besh

kichudin theke tomake bulti-r bapare ekta kotha bolbo bolbo bhabchi. Ekhane

bulti ba tomar sir nei to, tai aj bolbo tomake. Asole tomake ektu help korte

hobe. Anyway, prothome tumi bolo ki hoyeche tomar?’ bhablam ekhoni boudi-ke

ajker ghotonata hint diye rakhi, bulti-r kach theke janle rag korte pare. Bollam,

‘na, se rokom serious kichu noi. Oi, bulti khelar chole abder korchilo oke sarirer

bibhinyo parts-er bangle terms sekhate hobe. Bachha meye to, ja hoi, sex organ

gulo bojhate giye ektu uttejito hoye giyechilo. Ei ar ki. Tumi pore janle, ki

bhabbe, tai tomake bole dilam.’ boudi amar mukher kotha kere niye bollo, ‘are,

ei kothai to tomake bolte chaichilam. Bulti sex-er bapare kichu-i jane na. Boro

hochhe aste aste, ekhon theke ektu kore sekhano dorkar. Ami ma hoye to ar pari

na, tai to tomake ektu train kore dite boltam. Jak bhaloi holo, tumi nije thekei

suru korecho. Jano telepathy, amar moner ichha tumi jene giyecho. Ta, ek din-e

koto dur egiyecho, thakurpo? Bangla sekhake giye or gaye sudhu hat diyecho,

naki taste-o korle? After all ma to, jante hobe’ kaner kache mukh ene bhison

aste aste bollo, ‘ki go, satti kore bolo to, bulti-r sotitto horon koroni to?’ ‘boudi,

tumi naaaaa….ki je bolo. Bultir khub koutohol, tai oke bojhachilam kiss kora, mai

tepa, mai chosa, bara chosa, gud chosa, ei porjonto. Ar seta practical dekhate

giye or ar amar jama kapor khulte hoyechilo. O jadio uttegito hoye aro egute

cheyechilo, kintu biswas koro, ami nijeke samle niyechilam. Satti kotha bolte ki,

bulti, sei sange amio, ekhono virgin. Dekho, ami porasona korini, ar tomra koto

educated family, tai future-e kokhono temon jadi ichha hoi, tomar permission

niyei korbo, ei tuku biswas amar opor rekho, kemon!’ amar sentimental kotha

sune boudi kichukhon chup kore roilo, tarpor amar hat-ta dhre bollo, ‘ei boka

chele, boudi-ke ki sob bole jachho? Tomar opor bhorsa ache bolei to tomar sir

amar ar bulti-r sob bhar tomar opor chapiye diye nischinte office korche. Ami

jani tumi amader ekjon hoye giyecho. Mon bolche bultir-o tomake bhalo lagte

suru koreche. Abar etao jani porsu dupure kolkata-r flat-e ja hoyechilo, tumi

nischoi rege giye mone dukhho peyecho. Bagh-er mukher samne theke sikar

kora khaber soriye nile bagh to rage gor gor korbei. Asol kotha ki jano jayanto,

goto 5 bochor kono sex chara thik-i chilam, habit hoye giyechilo. Kintu sedin

tumi amar sarirer khide-ta notun kore uske diyecho. Agun-ta dhik dhik kore

nibhe jachillo, tumi tate ghee dhele dile. Ekhon mone hochhe sedin tomake anek

kotu kotha bolechi, kintu jeno ogulo amar moner kotha noi, tomake sudhu amar

sarir theke dure rakher chesta korechilam. Ami chai ni tomar moto ekta young

chele amar rupe pure jao. Amar na hoi married sex life sesh hoye giyeche, tumi

keno tomar jibon-ta amar sange joriye phelbe? Abar etao satti je goto du din

dhore tumi je bhabe amar sarir niye khela suru korecho, ar prai amake sextually

uttegito korcho, jani na kotodin nijeke thik rakhte parbo. Ekdin hoito tomar

kache dhora hite badhyo hobo. Besh to chilam jayanto, keno tumi amake abar

daihik sukher swopno dekhate suro korle?’ hall ghor-e amra du jon chara keu nei

bole boudike bollam, ‘sabari, tumi amake ekbar kache tene niye dekho na, ami

tomake saririk sukh dite pari kina. Tomar oi deher agune ami pure morte chai,

sabi. Tomake pete gele ki korte hobe bolo, ami sob raji, emon ki tomake niye

paliye jeteo’ ei bole or buke mukh rakhte gelam. Boudi taratari uthe dariye bollo,

‘bikel hoye galo, cholo oder deke dei, cha khabo’ ki kelo-tai na hote jachhilo, ei

bhebe amar hasi pelo. Aj ar keu baire berobe na dekhe, ami eka beriye samner

chttto medicine shop-e gelam. Dokan-ta phankai chilo. Kono samoy jodi dorkar

hoi, ei bhebe ek packet condom chailam. Dokandar bollo, sesh hoye giyeche,

‘today’ ache. Jani eta gude dile gole jai. Tai ek pata nilam, ar bulti-r notun guder

jonye ekta ky cream nilam, ota guder porda fatate kaje lagbe. Guest house-e

phirtei boudi bodhhoi kichu anch korlo. Ami matha dhorer osud kinte giyechilam

sune michki ekta hasi diye bollo, ‘oah’.

Porer din amra conducted tour-e bus-e chepe khondogiri, udoygiri dekhte gelam.

Ekta seat-e sir ar boudi boslo, ar ekta-te ami ar bulti. Sara rasta bulti amar

sange bok bok korte laglo. Rasta besh kharap tai oi choto seat-e dujon chapachapi

kore bose jhakuni khete khete jete laglam. Amar obossyo bhaloi lagchilo,

karon bultir mai duto bar bar amar pithe gotta marchilo. Bus paharer niche

namiye dichhilo, amader hante pahare uthte hochillo. Jai hok bikel bela phirlam.

Sobai besh tired, kintu sir-er dekhlam ophuronto energy, bollen, ‘cholo sabai

mondire aroti dekhe asi. Bulti ar jayanto-r to mondir-e jayao hoi ni.’ boudi bollo,

‘sara din hante amar paye batha korche, ami ektu rest nebo, tomra ghure eso’

amar 6th sense bole uthlo ei sujog sabari-ke eka pawer, bhaggis kal budhhi kore

ogulo kinechilam. Amar jeno kosto hochhe ei rokom mukh kore sir-ke bollam je

amar matha dhoreche, tai uni ar bulti gele bhalo hoi. Sir bultike niye mondir-e

aroti dekhte chole gelen. Boudi-o nijer ghore rest nite galo. Ami ektu edik odik

ghure ghor theke osuder pata ar cream-ta pocket-e niye kitchen-e gelam. Dekhi

care taker-er oriya bou ruti banachhe. Or hate 20 taka-r ekta note guje diye

bollam je ami opore achhi, sahib ar didimoni phirlei jeno amake taratari khobor

dei. O ki bujhlo ke jane, obak hoye amar dike takiye bollo, ‘achha’. Nischinto

hoye aste aste opore boudir ghore giye dekhlam dorjata bhejono. Dorjate knock

kore bhitore gelam, ghore dim light jolche ar boudi ekta chador dhaka diye suye

ache. Amar matha betha komeche kina jiges kore boste bollo. Suye ache keno

jiges korte bollo payer cup-e khub batha ar thigh duto ton ton korche. Bollam,

‘ta tumi oto hante gele kano? Bus-e bose thaklei hoto. Eso ami pata tipe dei.

Aram pabe’ boudi raji hochhilo na, ami jorajuri korate bollo, ‘thik ache, sunbe na

jokhon, dao’ bole ektu sore giye khate amar boser jaiga kore dilo. Ami or payer

kache bose chador-er opor diye pa tipte laglam. Payer cup duto bhalo kore tipe

diye, du hat diye thigh tepa suru korlam. Thigh-er side gulo teper jonye pa duto

ektu phank kore rakhlam. Tipte tipte majhe majhe guder kachakachi hat chole

jachhilo. Boudi chup kore achhe dekhe jiges korlam batha ektu komeche kina.

‘hayn’ bolate boudike bollam, ‘eber chador-er bhitor diye paye hat buliye dei?

Kono uttor na peye bujhlam ‘mounam sommoti lokhhonom’. Chador-r modhye

hat dhukiye mone holo boudir gaye kono nighty ba house coat nei. Ektu obak

holam. Tobe ki sabari aj amar dake sara debe bolei mondire galo na? O ki janto

ami or ghore asbo? Aj ki tobe amar kopal khulbe? Tai nogno hoye amar opekhate

suye ache? Mone nana prosno uki dite laglo, ar annonde bara-ta khara hoye

uthlo. Ami chador–ta sabari-r pa theke uthiye or tol peter kache joro kore

rekhlam tarpor payer angul theke thigh porjonto sursuri dite laglam. Hat-ta

peter kache niye giye chador-ta ar ektu tulte dekhlam porone panti ache. Pete

aste aste sursuri dilam. Majhe majhe hat-ta pantir elastic-r modhye diye dhukiye

bal gulo-te bili kete dite laglam. Aschorjo laglo je sabari ekber-o badha dilo na,

ar kono kothao bollo na. Ami eber or ga theke chador-ta tene bichanar pase

phele lilam, dekhi or buke bra ache. Amar samne sabi ekhon sudhu bra ar panti

pore chok buje suye ache. Uthe dorja-ta lock korlam tarpor table-e osud ar

cream-ta rekhe amar pant, shirt, genji khule, khali ekta jagiya pore or samne

ese daralam. Sabari min min kore bollo, ‘ora ese gele?’ ami bollam, ‘sob

babostha kora ache, care taker-r bou khobor debe. ‘today’ tablet ar ky cream-o

ene rekhechi.’ ‘jani, dekhlam’ bole sabari eber khat theke uthe daralo, ami oke

japte dhore pagoler moto or kopale, choke, gale, kane, gola-te chumu khete

laglam. Sabari amar gola joriye dhore amar mukhe or jib dhukiye chumu khete

suru korlo, ar ekta hat niche namiye amar jangiya-r bhitor dhukiye amar khara

bara-ta jore chepe dhorlo. Ami or pith-er opor hat diye bra-r hook-ta khule

dilam. Sabari amake bichana-te suiye amar jangiya-ta tene khule dilo, amio or

bra ar panty khule matite chure phele dilam. Eber amar obak hober pala. Sabari

amar opor ulto hoye sulo, mane or gud-ta amar mukhe ar amar bara or mukhe.

Boi-te porechi eta-ke 69 position bole. Sabari amar bara-ta chok chok sobdo

kore chuste laglo ar ami or guder modhye jib dhukiye chuk chuk kore chete or

gud poriskar kore dilam. Jokhon jib-ta or clitoris-e dhakka marchilo tokhon o

kanpe uthchilo. Eber sabari uthe amar peter opor boslo ar or gud-ta ke thik

amar barer opor set korlo, tarpor amar bara-ta or gude dhukiye thap dite thaklo.

Amio or mio duto du hat diye chepe dhore jore jore tipte tipte pacha tule thap

khete laglam. Amar dharona chilo chele-ra meye chode, o baba, ekhon dekhi

sabari amake chudche. Khanik pore sabari or hat ar payer opor bhor diye nil

down holo ar amake isara korlo or gude amar bara dhokate. Eta-o porechi,

doggy position bole. Ami or pechone dariye bara-ta gude bhore dilam, kintu slip

kore beriye aschilo. Sabari or hat diye bara-ta dhore abar thik jaigate dhukiye

dichhilo. Amra je etokhon dhore choda-chudi korchi, kintu keu ekta kotha bolini.

Amar khub ichhe korchilo amar sabi-ke ami khisti korte korte chudbo. Kintu ekta

porasuna jana bhodro meye-ke khisti kora jai naki? Sabari hoito bujjhte parchilo

je amar bara ar beshikhon rosh dhore rakhte parbe na, tai o khate chit hoye pa

duto phank kore jhuliye sulo ar table theke tablet-r pata-ta tule niye amar hate

dilo. Ami ‘today’-er ekta tablet bar kore or gude dhukiye dilam. Eber or opor

uthe barata or gude dhukiye, du hat diye mai chotkate chotkate thap marte

laglam. Sabari komor tule pache duliye thap nite laglo. Khanik por dekhi sabi-r

jore jore niswas porche, mane eber or guder jol khosbe. Amio aro jore thap dite

dite barar groom ghono rosh pichkirir moto or gude dhele dilam. Amar barar ros

ar sabir guder jol milemishe ekakar hoye galo. Dujonei netie pore bichanate

pasapasi sue porlam. Kintu besikhon noi, ektu porei sabi amar barate hat bolate

bolate abar otake khara korlo. Tarpor barata mukhe niye barar gaye lege thaka

or guder jol chete poriskar korlo. Amar bara tokhom abar puro sokto lohar moto

hoye giyeche. Sabari uthe amar barar chamra-ta niche namiye barar mathate ky

cream lagalo. Tarpor upur hoye suye amake isara korlo ami jano or pode creamta

lagai. Ami or pacha-ta phank kore poder phutor opor cream dhele, angul diye

jotota bhetore para jai, cream-ta dhukiye dilam. Bujhlam sabir poder phuto besh

boro, hoito age prochur pod mariyecha. Sabari abar hat ar payer opor bhor diye

kukurer moto position nilo, ar ami or pode barata jore ek thap diye dhukiye

dilam. Barar matha-ta dhuke-i atke galo. Tokhon boro ekta swas tene gayer jore

ar ekta thap ditei bara-ta poder slipary phuto-te chor chor kore ordhek dhuke

galo. Kichukhon barata-ke samne pichone kore bar korlam ar hat diye khenche

or pacha-r opor ros dhele dilam. ‘oder asar time holo, tumi eber jao, amio toilete

giye poriskar hoi’ ei bole sabari isarate amake dress korte bollo. Ami ghor

theke bar hoyer samoy sabi dorjar kache ese dustu ekta hasi diye, ‘eber nischoi

khusi?’ bole dorja lock kore dilo. Ami siri diye namchi, tokhon sei oriya bou-ta

ese bollo je saheb ar didi baganer gate diye bhitore asche. Satti, abar dekhlam

ki osadharon time gnan sabarir. Aj khusite amar monta fur fur korche, jibone ei

prothon ekjon meyeke chudlam, ar chodone je eto anando ar aram jantam na.

Sabi, tumi aj amake je sukh dile, ta jobone bhulbo na.

Ami taratari tv hall-e giye bose portei, sir bulti-ke niye dhuklen. Bulti ghore esei

lafate lafate bolte suru korlo, ‘oah anku, you have really missed the aroti

celebration. It was so gorgeous!! Where is mom? How is she now?’ ami bollam,

uni ghore rest nichhen. Ami disturb kori ni. Etokhon rest niye nischoi payer

batha komeche.’ sir ekta magazine porte laglen ar bulti opore chole galo.

Puri berano sesh hoye elo. Aj amra ekhon conducted tour-e chilka lake dekhte

jachhi. Okhan theke guest house-e phire ese rater train dhore kolkata phirbo.

Abar kobe boudi-ke ei bhabe pobo jani na. Bus-e boudi ar ami ekta seat-e bose

jachhi, bulti ar sir samner seat-e. Bus-e bose kal sandhya belay boudi-ke bhog

korer prottek mohurto gulo bhabe monta pulokito hochhe, abar eta bhabe mon

kharap lagche je ami sir-er sange biswasghatokota korechi. Oner sorolota ar

amar opor ogad biswas-r sujog niye, ami oner biye kora stri-r sange sohobas

korlam. Kal sandhye theke lajja-te boudir mukher dike sojasuji takate parchi na.

Boudi obosso khub-i normal. Kono change nei. Asole o onek matured, ar ami

jibone prothom kono meye-ke puro peye obhibhuto. Jak bhaloi katlo 4-ta din,

phirei to abar sei gotanugotik routine.

Howrah station theke ami soja bari gelam, 2-10 ta dupurer duty ache. Factory-te

giye kaje mon bose na. Din rat sudhu sabrir mai gud pachha dekhi. Oke ekdin

puro na dekhe kosto hochhilo. Kintu dupurer duty thakle okane jabar samoy hoi

na. Jaihok, por din duty-te giye suni bhor bela barite mr mukherjee-r massive

heart attack hoyeche. Birla heart-e icu-te bhorti achhen. Office staff sobai okane

giyeche. Gate pass kore hospital-e douralam. Giye sunlam khub serious

condition, sir comate chloe giyechen, ventilator support-e achen. Sabari-ke

dekhlam bhub thanda mather meye, eto bipodeo eka hate sob samlachhe.

Doctor ba jara dekhte asche sokoler sangei smartly kotha bolche. Bhitore jotoi

tension thak, seta kauke bhjhte dichhe na. Amake ekbar ekante deke bulti-ke

samlate bollo. Hospital-er khorcha company thekei mitiye dichhilo, ar sabari-o

din rat okanei pore thaklo. Kintu 3 din por sir expire kore gelen. Amar mathay

akash bhenge porlo. Eber ki hobe sabarir? Sunlam or ma baba nei, choto belate

mara giyeche. Mamar kache manush. Biyer por oder songeo kono somporko nei.

Ar sir-r ek bhai naki mumbai-te thake, kintu boudi-der kono khonj khabar rakhe

na. Boudir dekhlam osim dhoirjo, 13 din por sradhho korlo, kintu kauke

nimontron korlo na. Ar sankha sindur to age-o porto na, tai baire theke or kono

poriborton chokhe porlo na.

Sradhho shanti mite galo, er modhye company management taratari sir-r sob

dues mitiye dilo, kintu bollo as per rules, ek maser modhye company flat charte

hobe. Boudir ja qualification tate management oke accounts department-e ekta

chakri-r bondobodto kore dilo. Behala sakuntola park-e sir-r ekta one bed room

flat book kora chilo, ar ota eknon ready-o hoye giyeche. Tai sabari oi flat-er baki

take mitiye bulti-ke niye uthe galo. Chotto flat, ektai sober ghor, sabari ar bulti

thakto. Ami jetam, kintu sabari-ke ar eka petam na sebhabe. Amar sabi-ke ami

bhalobashi, nijer kore pete chai, tai ar parchilam na. Ekdin dupure bulti nei,

school-e giyeche, sabari eka, ami oke bollam, ‘sabari, ekhon to tomake nam

dhore dakte kono osubidha nai. Ami tomake bhalobashi, tomake chara ami

banchobo na. Ami tomake biye kore puropuri pete chai jate tomake baki jibone

saririk such dite pari. Jani ami tomar jogyo noi, tobuo tumi raji hole, dekho ami

tomake ar bulti-ke mathai kore rakhbo. Tumi to chakri pachho, amader dujoner

income-e bhaloi chole jabe’ ei bole sabari-ke joriye dhorlam. Joriye dhorate

sabori kono apotti korlo na, amar mathta tule dhore ekta chumu khelo, tarpor

amar pithe hat bolate bolate bollo, ‘pagol premik amar. Ektu thanda matha-te

chinta kore dekho to, ami ekhon sabari mukherjee, tomake biye korle hobo

sabari barui. Tokhon ki tomader management amake chakri-ta debe? Tai bolchi

ichha korle amar sarir tumi pabe, ar amio ‘biral hoye mach khabo na’, ta hoi na.

Ki jayonto, mathate kichu dhuklo? Amake biyer poka-ta matha theke dur koro,

kemon?’ ei bole amar bara-ta panter opor theke ektu tipe diye kitchen-e chole

galo. Sabari-r jukti gulo sune ami to tho, ekebare khanati kotha boleche. Ami to

eto dur chinta-i korini. Tobe monta khusi holo ei bhebe je sabari amake ager

motoi or deho-ta upobhog korte debe bole.

Porer mase ek tarikh-e sabari ‘trainee accounts officer’ hoye join korlo. Amar

shift duty ar or general shift. Office-r baire dekha hoyer samoy aste aste komte

laglo, ar office-e sabari kokhono amar songe kotha bolto na. Sakuntola park-e to

ek kamrer flat, tai okhane-o sabari-ke ekante payoa jeto na, ghore bulti thake.

Bultir baba mara jayao-r por o shock peye ekdon chup chap hoye giyeche. Tai

sabari barite na thakleo ami roj astam, bulti-ke songo ditam. Majhe majhe oke

niye cinema ba restaurant jetam. Emon ki kacha kachi ghurteo jetam. Aste aste

o amar opor khub besi nirbhorsil hote suru korlo, ar moner sob kotha amar

sange share korte laglo. Bulti-r sange sabari-r relation khub-i free ar frank. Oi je

ratre bulti langto hoye suye or mayer mini chose, tokhon sob khobor make dei.

Kono kotha lukai na. Amar ekhono mone ache puri-te o amake bolechilo,’ i never

lie to mom’. Puri-r sei sokaler gopon kotha gulo-o sabari sob jane. Ek din mone

holo ami ar bulti bodhhoi eke oporke bhalobaste suru korechi. Ekta din-o keu

kauke chere thakte partam na. Ei osomo prem-r ending ki ta amar jana nei,

jodio amar sange besi dekha na holeo, sabari sob-i bujhto.

Amar biyer jonye bari theke ma chap dite laglo. Ami kichutei raji hochhilam na,

bollei kono bhabe kotha ghuriye avoid kortam. Baba ekdin kon ek relative-r

theke jene elen je amar naki ek bidhoba mohilar sange illegal somporko ache,

tai biye korte raji hochhi na. Baba tarpor amake deke sposto bhasate bole dilen

je ei barite theke hole ei sob nongrami kora cholbe na. Ami jano onnyo kothao

thakar jaiga beche ni. Ki korbo bujhte parchi na. Bulti-r boyes kom, tai oke ei

sob kotha bola jabe nab ba kono motamot neya-o jabe na.

Biswakorma pujote factory chuti thake, kintu school ba college khola thake. Oi

din sabarike eka poya gabe. Bela 10-ta nagad or flat-e giye bell dilam. Bulti

school-e, sabari dorja khullo. Sobe snsn koreche. Ek dhal, komor porjonto lamba

khola chul. Porone ekta dora kata tanter sari. Sari-r anchol-ta diye ga dhaka,

hoito blouse-r niche bra poreni, tai. ‘eso, bed room-e boso, ami aschi’ bole dorja

bondho kore kitchen-e galo. Ekto pore du cup gorom cha niye ghore dhuklo. ‘kal

retre bhalo ghum hoi ni, ga-ta maj maj korche’ bole bichana-te bose amar sange

cha khelo, tarpor chit hoye suye porlo. Amio sujog peye or pase suye porlam.

Amar mukh-ta or dike phiriye pas phire ekta pa or peter opor tule dilam. Eber ek

hat diye or blouse-r duko huk khule buker bhitor hat-ta dhukiye mai-r opor hat

rakhlam. Thik-i andaj korechilam, bra pore ni. Mai-ta halka kore tipte tipte

bollam, ‘sabi, ekhono tomar mai eto khara ki kore rakhle? Ektu-o jhule jai ni. Aj

dupure ekhanei thakbo, tomake chudte boro ichhe korche. Koto din amar chodon

khaoni bolo to? Ager din tumi amake chudecho, aj kintu ami tomake chudbo. Ar

sono, tomar sange anek kotha ache, sob sune thik moto guide korbe amake,

kemon? ‘hmm, bolo sunchi’ bole sabari amar dike ghure sulo. Amar barite ja ja

ghotona ei koyek dine ghoteche, sob oke bollam. Sese etao janalam je ami bultike

bhalobasi. Sabari purota mon diye sunlo, tarpor bollo, ‘sunlam. Ta tomar baba

to anyay kichu bolen ni. Ja satti tai bolechen. Eto to thik je tumi ekjon bidhoba

mohilar sange oboidho samporke joriye giyecho, je samporker porinoti ki, ta

tumi nijeo jano na. Ar tomar ar bultir baper ami jani. Bulti sob boleche. Jadi satti

tomra mon theke nijeder bhalobaso, tahole tomra biye korleo ami apotti korbo

na. Kintu moskil holo oke biye kore tumi buktike rakhbe kothay? Tomader barite

nischoi oke accept korbe na. Ea charao ar ekta somossa ache. Ami bulti-r biyer

bapare se bhabe seriously ekhono bhabi ni, karon or to amar kache na sule

ghum ase na, tai bhobisotte ki hobe jana nei. Ea bapare or motamot neya-o

bhison joruri’. Sabari-r ei sob jukti purno kotha sune ami aro ghabriye gelam.

‘dur baba, ami elam tomar suggestion nite, ar tumi sob guliye dile. Ekhon eto

bhebe lav nei, ja hober ta hobe. Eso, age tomake chudi to, tarpor dekha jabe.’

Ei bole ami sabari-r sari, blouse, petticoat sob khule diye pase bose or sarir-ta

chotkate laglam. Khola chule aj ki sundor lagche sabi-ke. Nijeke undress kholar

jonye khtat theke namlam, sabari aste aste bollo, ‘jayonto, tumi eto dine jene

giyecho je tomar sob abdar-i ami mene nebo, karon amar-o dekhe khide ache.

Kintu jibone kono somossa dekha dile, seta theke paliye na beriye, samne theke

mokabila korte hoi’. Sabari-r oi rup dekhe ami ar deri korte parchilam na, ek lafe

or opor chepe or patla thonte amar thont chepe chumu khete laglam, jate o ar

kotha na bolte pare. Sei kobe puri-te chude chilam, eto din bade abar sabari-ke

kache peye ami pagol-er moto or mai tipte thaklam ar or nipple gulo jore jore

kamrate laglam. Kichu pore or pa duto phank kore, amar bara-ta or guder

samne ene ek thape dhukiye dilam. Kintu barer matha-tuku dhuke atke galo.

Sabari-r gud eto tight je kichutei ar bakita dhokate parchi na. Amar korun

obostha dekhe sabari haste laglo, ‘tomar dhorer opor-ta mundu-i theke galo,

matha ar holo na. Bhjhte parcho eber, keno se din ami nije udyogi hoyechilam?’,

ei bole ghure giye o amar peter opor chore boslo. Amar condom pora bara-ta hat

diye dhore or guder samne rkhlo, tarpor amar opor chap ditei bara-ta por por

kore or gude puro dhuke galo. Abar ager moto sabi amake chudte laglo ar ami

or thak khete laglam. Onek pore sabari or guder jol jhoralo, ar sange sange amio

hapate hapate or gude mal dele dilam. Du jon-ei arame chok buje chup chap

pore roilam. Se din amra dujon ek sathe lunch korlam, tarpor ami dupurer dutyte

karkhana chole gelam.

Din gulo druto kete jachillo. Ek dike bulti-r sange chutiye prem korchi, ar o dike

sujog pelei sabarir sange sohobas korchi. Barite khali sute jayoa chara ar kono

samporko chilo na. Bulti amar sange theke theke ekhon bhaloi bangla

bole,amake ar ‘anku’ bole na, joy bole dake. Ajkal o kichu din theke amake

taratari biye korer jonye chap dite suru koreche, karon du jon-i eke opor-ke aro

nibir bhabe chaichilam. Ar ami-o to sei kobe puri-te ekbar oke kache

peyechilam, kintu jani o ekhono virgin. Tai amar-o ar tor soichilo na, kobe or

kochi notun guder porda phatabo!! Ekdin factory theke chuti niye, kalighat-r

mondir theke bultir matha-i sundur lagiye biye kore sabarir flat-e chole elam.

Sandhya bela office theke phire sabari to bulti-ke dekhe hokchokiye galo, tarpor

samliye niye bollo, ‘tomra sukhe thako, bhalo thako’ tin jone ek songe papor

bhaja diye muri ar cha khete khete golpo korchi, sabari-r mukh dekhe mone

holo ki chinta korche. Jiges korte bollo, ‘aj to tomader fulsojja, edike ektai ghor

ar ektai khat. Ki korbo tai bhabchi, ami na hoi ei passage-e………..’ sabari-ke

thamiye diye bollam, ‘boudi, tai abar hoi naki? Tumi chinta korcho keno. Ghore

to duto single khat jora deya ache, alada korlei hobe. Tachara ea to ek diner

baper noi, ekhon thake amar tinjon ek sangei thakbo. Bulti haste haste bole

ukhlo, ‘cot separate kora cholbe na, tahole mom-r nipple suck korbo ki kore? Ar

nakedly mom-r kache na sule, i can’t sleep’.

Jai hok, khaoya daoya kore tin jon sute gelam. Hai re, bhagyer ki porihas,

jiboner proyom suhag rat banachhi bouke niye, sange sasuri. Bulti-ke majhe

rekhe ami ar sabari du dhare sulam. Ghorer sob alo nibiye diye ekebare

ghutghute ondhokar kore dilam. Ondhorei mone holo sabari amader dike pechon

kore pas phire sulo. Ami bultike kache tene nilam, bujhte parlam or gaye kono

jama kapor nei. Sabari bolechilo bote bulti naki ratre naked hoye soi. Khub nichu

golai amra phis phis kore golpo korte laglam, oke mone koriye dilam sei puri-r

sokaler kotha ‘i await practical application of ‘choda’ by inserting your ‘bara’

inside my ‘gud’. Sune o khil khil kore hese uthe bollo, ‘tumi ekhono remember

kore acho?’ oah, aj eto din bade bulti-ke puropuri amar kore pelam. Amar dress

khule puro langto hoye, or gharer du pas diye hat dhukiye joriye dhore onok

khon dhore ador korlam. Or thote kiss korlam, ar oi khara khara norom mai gulo

niye khela korlam, kokhono tiplam, kokhono chuslam to kokhono kamralam.

Amar mukh-ta aste aste bulti-r pet-r kache anlam, sange sange or guder misti

gondho pete suru korlam. Monta khusite bhore galo. Guder opor mukh rakhtei

bujhlam o ekhon guder bal kamay. Narom gud-ta du hat diye phank kore jib-ta

soja bhitore chaliye dilam, ektu knape uthe o guder dui dewal diye amar jib-ta

chepe dhorlo. Arame amar sarir-ta aro uttejito holo. Jib-ta aro bhetore niye giye

narrate laglam. Bulti anonde aaaaa….aaaaa….kore sitkar korte laglo. Amar khub

ichha kochilo khisti dite dite bulti-ke chodar, kintu sabari pase suye ache bole

parlam na. Thik korlam jokhon dupure sabari office-e thakbe tokhon ar mukh-er

lagam rakhbo na. Eber bultike khater dhare tene ene pa duto matite jhuliye

dilam. Or pa duto amar komore cross kore atke or gude khanik ky cream

dhokalam. Bulti-ke agei sikhiye diyechilam, joto din bachha na chaibe, totodin

roj ekta kore contraceptive pill khete. Tai nirbhoi-e amar barata or guder phutor

opor thekiye bulti-r gud phatiye sati-chod korte uddoto holam, jeno amar sokto

khara bara matha uchiye yodhye choleche. Jani er por o bhison chitkar korbe. Tai

or thont-e amar thont lagiye chumu khete khete, barar mukh-ta chepe or guder

phanke dhukiye dilam. Mathata giye atke galo, ar bulti jore chitkar kore uthlo,

‘oooo…ma…gooooo…ki batha laglo, joy, tomar oi giant size-r bara-ta ar insert

koro na please, amar pussy crack korbe’. Jana chilo eta hobe, aj or prothom

choda, tai guder porda na phatale dhukbe na. Oke onyomonosko krote ektu

jhunke or mai duto pranpone chotkate laglam, jate or batha lage, ar guder kotha

bhule jai. Khanik bade jore ekta swas niye gayer jore bara-ta ek dhakka-te

bhetore dhukiye dilam. Bara-ta khanik egiye giye kise ekta dhakka khelo, ar

tarpor-i mone holo bara jeno somudre giye porlo. Ondhokar-ei bujhlam bichanate

ek jholok taja rokto ese porlo. ‘oah god, ma goooo…..amar sense chole

jachhe….mom…tumi otho…dekho tomar payarer jayanto amake mere phelche

goooo…..amar pussy bleed korche….joy…please ota withdraw koro….’ ei bole bulti

khub jore chitkar kore chot phot korte kante laglo. Gale hat diye dekhi or chok

theke ojhore jol beriye asche. Kichu samoy chup kore theke, bara-ta guder

modhye samne pichone korlam. Bulti samle nile, oke joriye dhore thap marte

laglam. Or aste aste bhalo lagte suru korlo. Du pa diye amar pacha-ta joriye

dhore, or komor ar pacha opor nich kore thap khete laglo.’joy tumi great, aro

penetrate kore force increase koro. Ami very much enjoy korchi. Roj tumi ei

bhabe amake fuck koro. More…more…aro speed increase koro please, joy my

sweet heart, ooooo…..i am cummmmmmming…. Hold me firm’ bole gola theke

ek rokom awaz korte korte, bulti amar komor-ta pa diye aro jore joriye dhore

guder jol chalo ar ami-o sei sange barar ros or gude dhele dilam. Bulti gheme

chan kore giyechilo, uthe bathroom theke fresh hoye ese or ma-r pase sulo. ‘o

mom, amar dike ghure sou please’ bole sabari-ke kache tene ma-r mai-ta

mukhe bhore ghumiye porlo.

Ami bash kichu khon chup kore suye thaklam. Bulti eber nischinte ghumochhe

bujhe, aste aste bichana theke uthe sabai-r pase ese daralam. Sabari jegei chilo.

Ektu sore amake jaiga kore dilo. Ami or pase bose ador kore gale hat dilam, hatr

talu bhije galo. Bujhlam meyer bather kosto sojho korte na pere, etokhon

kanchilo, naki nijer premik-ke meyer hate tule deyer dukhye? Jani na. Narir mon

boroi jotil, thoi payoa kothin. Bulti aj jibone prothom chodon kheye arame

ghumachhe jene, ami sabi-r pase suye ondhokar-er modhye-i or nighty khule

dilam. O amar bara-ta hate niye khela korte laglo, tarpor bose mukhe niye oi

rokto ar ros makhano bara-ta chuste thaklo. Amar bara abar khara hoye uthlo.

Sabari sei diner moto amar pet-r opor bose bara-ta or gude dhukiye chudte

thaklo. Aj ar besikhon dhore rakhte paolo na, ektu bade-i or guder jol beriye

galo. Hoito amar ar bulti-r ektu age choda anubhob kore o beshi uttejito hoye

chilo.amar kache kono condom ba tablet chilo na, tai or gude amar barer ros

dhallan na. Sabri-ke isara korlam doggy hote. Sabari hat ar payer opor bhor diye

position nile, pacha phank kore sabi-r pode-r phutote ky cream lagalam. Tarpor

amar bara-ta ek dhakka-te or pode dhukiye dilam. Sabi-r hoito laglo, kintu

chitkar korte parlo na. Mukh buje kosto sojho korlo, ar chok diye top top kore jol

pore bichana-ta bhije galo. Koyek bar pode bara-ta chaliye bar korlam, tarpor

sabi-r mukhe gorom ros-ta dhele or mukh bhoriye dilam. Bathroom theke gure

ese bulti-ke joriye dhore ghumiye porlam. Khub misti swopno dekhte dekhte

sokale ghum bhaglo. Thik sei somoy sabari, sodyo snan kora bhije khola chule,

ek oporup mayer murtite, tin cup gorom cha niye ghore dhuklo.