Tomar Holo Shuru ..(Ami Ekhono Hoini Shara)

June 19, 2008

Guess what!!

Ami chacha hote jachchi. Ei tiny little fellow ta amar nephew. Az ektu age Bhabir kach theke 19 weeks er untrasound image ta pelam.

Chacha hobo chacha hobo jene ashchi besh kodin dhore. Kintu hut kore azke chobi ta dekhe kemon jeno lagche. Chotto ekta matha, gappush ektu pet, shamanno shorir, ei tukun ei tukun choto choto gholate gholate osposhto hat pa! Jolo-janto ekta notun jibon.

Mone koto odbhut chintai na ashche. Ei tukun manush ta ekdin prithibi te ashbe, ashe pasher shomosto kichu alokito kore bere uthbe, thop thop kore hata shikhbe, dourate shikhbe, vabte shikhbe, school e jabe, rag korbe, birokto kore marbe, chor khabe, khamchi dibe, fokla dat ber kore hashbe, hashabe, aro boro hobe, college e jabe.. tarpor kono ek din ei pichchi tai ar pichchi thakbe na, ekdom boro hoye jabe. Tar biyer onushthan e ami buro chacha tokhon bole bozhanor cheshta korbo ki vabe amar chokher shamne pichchi theke dekhte dekhte boro hoye gelo she. Keu amar kotha tokhon hoyto monojog diye shunbe o na, vabbe buror kichu ekta bolar dorkar tai bolche, azaira bhod bhod korish na buro! Tokhon shobkichu onek bodle jabe nishchoi, hoyto amra onekei thakbo na abar hoyto onek notun mukh jukto hobe dole, jader ostitter kotha amader kache ekhono ojanai roye ache. Manusher chinta vabnar prokria ta asholew bichitro, kono niom mene chole na. Ekta shishur jonmo hole manush chinta kore, bachcha ta ekdin boro hobe, hata hati korbe, dourabe, shobar kole kole ghure berabe. Ar ami vabchi she boro hoye ekdin biye korbe!

Hotath kore nizeke buro mone hochche. School’e thakte shob khela te 3 ta dol thakto. Choto dol ‘KO’, mazhari dol ‘KHO’ ar boro dol ‘GO’. Etodin mone hoy jiboner khela te ‘KO’ dol e khelechi. Hotath kore az mone hochche ‘KHO’ dol e dhuke porlam. ‘KO’ dol e notun khelowar ashche, tader jonno jayga kore dite hobe. Tarpor ekdin dhire dhire ‘GO’ dol e jete hobe. Shob sheshe ekdin tup kore khelar boyosh tai par hoye jabe, ei vubone khelar maya chere hoyto onno kono math’e jete hobe. Er theke khelowar na hoye, dorshok holei bhalo hoto ..ononto kal khela dekhei jetam, dekhei jetam. KO, KHO, GO, GHO, UMO, CHO ..ekdom CHONDRO-BINDU dol porjonto. Taw hoyto poshato na, ek shomoy birokto lege jeto. Tokhon dorshok gallary venge chure paliye jete hoto onno kothaw.

Shishu park e choto choto khelna gari chalanor jonno ticket counter er pashe dag deya ekta jayga chilo. Height shei daag theke beshi hoye gele, shei khelna gari te aar otha jeto na. Prothom jedin ami jante parlam ami boro hoye gechi, matro 1 inchir jonno ami ar shei gari te uthte parbo na.. ki afsos e na korechilam! Boro howa eto koster! Mone hochchilo ei prithibi te beche theke ar ki hobe, ei gari tai jodi chalate na parlam! Aj koto khelna gari par hoye eshechi, aro koto gari na jani par hote hobe.

Ki shob likhchi abol tabol. Otirikto vaab chole esheche :p

Ei shedin-o pichchi chilam. Amar kono ek dur-shomporker nani amake ador kore dakten ‘Shonar Bandor’ ar gaal tipten. Amar oshojjo rag’e ga jole jeto, nani ke golper boi theke uthe asha daini buri mone hoto. Shei shonar bandor ekhon petoler honuman e rupantorito hoyechi. Bandor boro hoye honuman hoy? Jani na. Shei nani beche nei. Tini hoyto ba bolte parten.

Bhaiya ar ami khelna gari niye kheltam, nana bari te gele amra duijon nanir uchu palonker niche dhuke boshe thaktam, charidike kapor diye gheraw kore. Ghor ghor khela. Khater nich ta hochche amader ghor. Khat er railing er upor balish diye tar upor boshe jake petam takei guli kore dhorashayi kortam. Shei pranhin kather railing’er tokta chailei hoye jeto ghora, kokhono ba motor-cycle, jokhon jeta ichche. Shishu der jogot tai onno rokom, anondomoy ebong barabari rokomer atto-kendrik. Ami ek paye lafiye lafiye ghora chalanor besh expert chilam, shathe thakto mukh diye ‘tokkosh’ ‘tokkosh’ kore shobdo. Amar mone hoto boro ra amar ei ghora chalanor protiva dekhe tara shobai na jani kotoi mugdho hochche!

Bhaiyar khelna telna shohoje vangto na, she choto bela thekei tar ashe pasher shob kichur jotno nito. Ami chilam bid’dhongshi shovaber. Amar khelna telna put put kore venge jeto. Tokhon bhaiyar pechone pechone ghure beratam. Ekbar amader dhanmondir bashay churi holo, chor churi kore jabar shomoy bhaiyar bishal garir bohor shathe kore niye gelo. Bhaiyar she ki kanna. Basha churi geche, ei dukhkhe Ammu kadche, khelna churi geche, ei dukhkhe kadche bhaiya. Ami mon-e fur fura anondo niye ghure berachchi. Mondo lagchilo na. Bhalo hoyeche bhaiyar khelna churi geche. Karon she tar room e dhuktei dito na, gari chowa to dure thak. Amar ekhono mone ache, shada ronger ekta ‘DIE-HARD’ na ki lekha gari chilo, jeep er moto, oi garir jonno je kono shomoy ami amar jibon diye dite prostut chilam.

Dupur bela amader dui bhai ke cod-liver oil makhiye rod e boshiye rakha hoto. Shei macher teler chilo voyaboho bisri gondho, ga ulte bomi ashto. Amra roder modhdhe dui bhai badorer moto lafa lafi kortam toilakto obosthay, khali gaye. Barandar dorja beye othar ek moha-koushol amar jana chilo. Ami tel chik chike gaye shei dorja beye beye uthtam ar namtam ebong pray protidin e ekta kore half pant chirtam.

Bhaiya cadet college e jabar por theke amader ek shathe gosol kora ta bondho hoye gelo. Bhaiyar moddhe boro boro vaab. Cadet college e pore, jodio school kintu namer shathe college lagano. Amar shathe gosol korte tar atto-shommane badhe. Amar she ki kanna!! “Ammu, bhaiya amar shathe gosol korbe na keno!!!!”

Shei bhaiya ar ko mash por baba hote choleche. Ekhoni tar khushi dhore na. Sharadin’e naki she hashe shudhu. Vabi kono karone zhari dilew hashe. Jei shishur jonno amader eto anondo, she o ek din boro hobe. Tar jibonew hashi anondo koster bepar thakbe. Tuchcho shob jinish niye she-o upset hobe. Ekdin shei tuchcho jinish katiye bere uthte shikhbe. Tar jibonew erokom ‘zhari khelew hashi ashe’ obostha hobe. Prarthrona kori, tar jibon jeno ‘zhari khelew hashi ashe’ moto muhurto diye poripurno thake, prithibir kono dukhkho jeno take sporsho korar shahosh korte na pare.

Hotath mone hochche, prithibi te eto kichu korar, ar shomoy eto olpo. Janio na koto kichu korar baki ar koto olpo shomoy-e ba baki!

Erokom e hoy, erokom e hobar kotha chilo :)

Jai hok, vatijar nam ekhono thik korte parchi na. Boroi chintito achi :)

Jader jader doa korte ichcha korbe, doa korben. Jader korte ichcha korbe na, taraw doa korben.. na hole pitiye height dui inchi bariye felbo :)

Artist: Anjan Dutta and Neel Dutta (Anjan’s Son)
Album: Ami O Godot
Title: Tomar Holo Shuru, Amar Holo Shara

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Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara
Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara
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Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara

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Amar tore rati, amar tore tara
Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara

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Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara

Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara
Tomar holo shuru, amar holo shara
Tomay amay miley.. emni bohe dhara

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Kobita: Virginia Biplob

May 27, 2008

Amar dui bondhu Shopu bhai ar Rahman bhai thaken Virginia te. Dujon e chakuri-jibi. Besh kodin agey ekbar giyechilam tader dekhte. Tader shonar shongshar’e shongi hoyechilam purey jawa chicken ar beef kheye. Amar moddhe kobi-vab ekdom e nei. Tarporo tader hashshokor kaz karbar dekhe ekta kagozer tukro te hizi-bizi koyek line likhechilam, jeta porar por Shopu bhai khanikta ahoto hoye shobdo korechilen, “Hmnnmf”.

Etodin por shei kagozer tukro aaj khuje peyechi.

Oh, tader theke ektu durei thaken Razzak bhai. Tar gatro-borno shamanno ektu garo (ektu na, besh garo). Ei jonno take ador kore ‘Kala’ daka hoy. But Razzak bhai sheta mante raji na. Tar kotha holo, take emni emni shokh kore ‘Kala’ dake Rahman bhai, er shathe gayer ronger konoi shomporko nei :p Ebong eta proman korar jonnoi tinio dudher moto tok-toka forsha Rahman bhai ke ‘Kala’ bole daken.

উঠিয়া সকালবেলা জাব্বা-জোব্বা পরে,
ছুটে যায় সপু ভাই এক্সপ্রেস বাস ধরে।

কাধ নেড়ে, হাত ছুড়ে মারে কত ভাব,
যেন তার মত গুনী মানুষের অফ অভাব।

কাজে বসে কফি খায় শুধু দিনভর
গালে হাত দিয়ে ভাবে কখন ফিরে যাবে ঘর।

এরি ফাকে কল করে রহমান ভাই
বলে, হারামজাদা সপু, ডেকে দিলি না কেন সোয়া আটটায়?

তোর জন্য অফিসএ আসতে হল দেরী,
আয় বাসায়, আজ তোর ছুটাবো বাহাদুরী।

বীর যোদ্ধা সপুভাই ভয় নাহি পায়,
অফিস শেষে ঠিক-ঠাক, চলে আসে সে বাসায়।

ঘরে এসে মারামারি করে দুই আদমসন্তান,
কিচেন থেকে ভেসে আসে পোড়া মাংসের ঘ্রান।

আগুন নেভাতে ছুটে যেতে চায় সপুভাইএর প্রান,
তখনই রহমান ভাই তার কামড়ে ধরে কান।

দুজনের পেটে দুজন ঘুসি মারে বারবার,
এদিকে মাংস পুড়ে হয় ছারখার।

খিদে পেটে খালি গায়ে বসে থাকে দুইজন,
সাগরের বিরিয়ানির জন্য মন করে কেমন কেমন।

রাজ্জাক ভাইকে কল করে বলে, কালা, চলে আয় প্লীজ,
তারপর তিন হতভাগা বসে খায় চায়নীজ।

একটু হেসে একজন বলে, ভালই হলো, নাকি বলিস রহমান?
অন্যজন বলে, আর একটা কথা বললে সপু, ছিড়বো তোর অন্য কান।

Uthia shokal bela jabba jobba pore,
Chute jay Shopu bhai express bus dhore

Kadh nere, hat chure mare koto vaab
Jeno tar moto guni manusher office-e ovaab

Kaz e boshe coffee khay shudhu dinbhor

Gal’e hat diye vabe kokhon firey jabe ghor.

Eri fakey call kore Rahman bhai
Bole “haramzada Shopu, deke dili na keno showa aat-tay?”

“Tor jonno office-e ashte hoye gelo deri
Ay bashay, aj tor chutabo bahaduri”

Bir joddha shopu bhai, voy nahi pay
Office sheshe thik thak, chole ashe je bashay

Ghore eshe mara mari kore dui adom shontan
Kitchen theke veshe ashe pora mangsher ghran

Agun nevate chute jay shopu bhai er pran
Tokhoni rahman bhai tar kamre dhore kan.

Dujoner pet’e dujon ghushi mare bar bar
Edike mangsho purey hoy char-khar.

Khide pet e khali gaye boshe thake duijon,
Shagorer¹ biriyanir jonno mon kore kemon kemon.

Razzak bhai ke call kore bole “kala, chole ay please”,
Tarpor tin hoto-vaga boshe khay chinese.

Mridu heshe, ekzon bole, “bhaloi holo, naki bolish Rahman”
Onno joner uttor, “Shopu, ar ekta kotha bolle chirbo tor onno kan!!”.

(Shalinotar kotha vebe kobitar duto line bad deya hoyeche.)
(¹Shagor Restaurant New Yorker namkora Bangladeshi khabarer dokan.)

Eta likhte likhtei mone pore gelo, amader Shopu bhai abar birat kobi. Moha Kobi bola jay. Instant kobite toiri koren ebong kobi vab ta probol korar jonno oporichito manush take nam jiggesh korle tini nijeke ‘Pothik’ bole chaliye deyar dhandha koren :p Tar kobi protivay amra eki shathe mugdho, birokto ebong klanto. Tar ekta video khuje pelam, onekdin ager. Ei jinish shopu bhai janle, amio amar kono ekta kan harabo :( Kan haranor zhuki niyei video ta post korlam.

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“Ki Re Gadha! Bangla Lekha Pora Jay?”

May 25, 2008

বাংলা টাইপিং মনে আছে কিনা দেখছি।

Ha! Mone ache.

Dui din por por amar Bangla okkhor e lekhar shokh hoy. Ami khuje pete Avro Keyboard (bangla typing software) ta download kori, install kori.. khub utshaho niye 3/4 line likhi. Amar ekta email account theke onno email account e Banglay email kori. “Ki re gadha? Bangla lekha pora jay?” – ei type email. Shei email abar nizei open kori, pori, mugdho hoi ebong nizei gadha shaji. Tarpor shokh mitey jay, mon shanto hoy. :)

Song Title: Ar Kotokaal Bhashbo
Artist: Abu Bakar Siddiki
Original Artist: Abdul Alim
Album: Shotoborsher Bangla Gaan
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Song Title: Pothe Pothe
Arist: Agun
Original Artist: Kalim Sharafi
Album: Shotoborsher Bangla Gaan
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Hmmf ..Dat Majbo Ammu’ji

February 27, 2008

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Protidin rater bela ei jinish dekhe ami ghumate jai. Amar snehomoyee jononir koi theke dharona hoyeche, tar dhamra chele thik moto ghumate jabar age dat majche na edaning, soon tar shob dat khule porey jabe. Ei moha-vitir karon holo, dentist ammu ke boleche tar 5 ta dat fele dibe hobe. Ammu dentist er shathe raga ragi koreche.. ekhon dentist bolche 7 ta felbe. Ammu ar voye dentist er kache jay na ebong amake protidin vitamin D and calcium-wala dudh khabar jonno shadha shadhi kore. Fridge ‘extra calcium added’ dudher bottle diye bhore utheche. Ar protidin rater bela ei sign-board zhuliye rakha hoy amar dorjar shamne, shokale abar jotno kore tule rakha hoy next diner jonno. Amar ma ke khushi korar jonno, jibon diye holew ami amar dat rokkha korbo.. ei protigga korechi. :)

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BenGay Jindabad!

February 12, 2008

Bengay!
Nam ta motew shubidhar na. Shune mone hote pare ‘jonab Ben shaheb ekzon shomokami’, ei rokom ekta ghoshona deya hochhe. Bepar ashole ta na. Eta khub shanto vodro dhoroner ekta oshudher nam. Oshudh na bole, cream ba rub bola uchit. Ar khati bangla vashay bolte gele ‘molom’. Jei vabe porichoy dichhi, mone hochhe duniar manush ar konodin Bengay chokhe dekhe nai. Jini ei lekha porchen, 70% shomvabona tini mone mone bolchen “dui diner boiragi, bhat re bolish onno! beta agey bar”.

Oshudh, molom ba cream jetai hok, ei kono drobber upor-e amar khub ekta sroddha nei. Oneke dekhi kichu holei godam kore ek gada oshudh kheye felen, shamanno ektu matha-betha jor jor vab holei tup tup kore ‘tylenol’ gilte thaken. Ar amar mone hoy, oshukh emni ashbe, emni chole jabe. Jodio choto thakte oshukh hoye doctor dekhano take khub anonder bepar mone hoto. Mone hoto oshukh howa sharthok hoyeche, shobai amar jonno chinta korche, tension korche, nizeke besh mulloban mone hoto. Tobe ekta ghotonar por theke doctor der upor theke amar vokti eke-barei uthe giyechilo. Shob bachha der ekta common oshukh thake. Thik school e jabar age age pet e voyongkor rokomer betha. Amaro chilo. Tobe ami buddhi shuddhi te juger theke ektu egiye chilam. Pet betha take bisshash-joggo korar jonno school e jawa chara onno shomoy-o pet betha pet betha bole chitkar kanna kati kortam. Ar amader dui bhai er ektu kichu holei abbu chintay osthir hoye poren. Shutorang amar pet betha take khub gurutter shathe dekha holo ebong amake niye jawa holo doctor er kache. Amader basha theke ektu durei ekta pharmacy chilo. Al-Islam ba Al-Amin pharmacy, ei rokom kichu ekta nam. Shei pharmacy te shoda-hassho-mukhi dui assistant (Bangladeshe tader bola hoto compounder) chilen. Ekzon ya lomba, onnojon gol gal choshma pora nayok type chehara. Tader duijon kei amar khub bhalo lagto. Bhalo lagar ek matro karon pharmacy te gelei free ‘civita’ (orange flavored vitamin C tablet) pawa jeto. Tara duijon jotoi besto thakuk ekta ‘civita’ amar kopale jutbei. To Al-Helal-Amin-Islam pharmacy’r doctor er kache jawa holo. Onekkhon opekkha kore, civita kheye teye doctor er dekha millo tar chamber e. Ebong doctor er prothom proshno ta shunei amar shomogro chikitshok jatir upor theke vokti sroddha uthe gelo. “Khoka, tomar pet betha ta shudhu school e jabar age age hoy. Onno shomoy komey jay, tai na?” Ei kotha jiggesh kore daktar muchki muchki hashchilen jeno birat ek rohossho uni ber kore felechen. Ami nizer kan ke bishash korte parchilam na. Ami na hoy boyoshe choto, dhore neya jete pare amar buddhi kom, tai bole doctor amake ki ahammok mone korlen naki! Eto shohoje ami jal e dhora dibo vablen ki kore! Ami khub iniye biniye bollam “nah! ta hobe keno.. shondhar dike beshi betha kore, bikel belaw betha kore khub.” Shei theke amar dharona holo doctor ra khub e boka prani. Tobe amar jiboner ekta shomoy-e amaro doctor namer boka prani hobar gopon bashona chilo. Shesh porjonto ar boka howa hoye otheni.

Ki likhte boshe ki likhchi. Mul ghotonay firey asha jak. Mul ghotona khub ekta bishal na. Goto dui din dhore bethay ghar narate pari na. Balish theke matha pore giyechilo othoba mathar nich theke balish shore giyechilo. Jetai hok, kal sharadin amake egyptian mummy’r moto ghar shokto kore ghora fera korte hoyeche. Drive korchi, dan e bam e takate pari na, ghar beshi uchu korte pari na, voyaboho obostha :( Amar ek bondhu buddhi dilo, “tylenol kheye boshe thako, shorbo roger mohoushodh”. Ghar bethar shathe tylenol’er shomporko milate parlam na (amar dharona tylenol jor, matha bethar oshudh), tai ar khawa holo na. Ordhek rat ghar bethay ko ko kore ar baki ordhek rat ghumiye katiye uthlam ektu age. Uthe hotath mone holo Bengay er kotha. Ei Bengay niyew ar ek ghotona ache. Amar shudhu ghotonar por ghotona thaktei thake.

Tokhon ami 8/9 bochorer hobo. Amra tokhon dhanmondi te thaki. Mama eshchen USA theke Dhakay. Tokhon nana-nani dujon’e beche chilen. To nanir jonno Bengay enechen mama. Ekta plastic er bag e mora. Ammu sheta niye drawer e rakhlen. Amar to chokkhu chana-bora. Emon ki gupto-dhon amar chokher aral’e pachar hoye gelo! Nishchoi candy, chocolate kichu hobe (shei shomoy chocolate ar khelna pistol chara amar kolpona’te ar kichu khub ekta ashto na). Tokke tokke thakte laglam ki vabe ei jinish bagano jay! Amake dekhtei hobe oi plastic bag-e ki ache. Birat chor chilam tokhon. Shujog-o ek shomoy chole ashlo. Ami mone hoy ghotona beshi roshachhi. Er porer ghotona khub e shongkhipto. Plastic bag e mora toothpaste (Bengay dekhte toothpaste’er tube’er moto) dekhe kichuta obak holam. Shamanno toothpaste keno ei rokom alada kore ammu drawer e tule rakhbe! Tai bole eto koste joy kora toothpaste to ei vabe chere deya jayna. Ami khub utshaho niye Bengay toothbrush e makhiye dat brush korte lege gelam. Shathe shathei prochondo mukh jolte shuru korlo. Ekdom kanna kati obostha. Dukkhher kotha ammu kew bolte pari na, bolle mar khabo, shojjo o korte pari na. Mukher vetor ta thanda hoye obosh hoye ashche. Pani khete khete amar jibon shesh, tobu lubh hochhe na. Joto beshi pani khai mukh jola mone hoy toto bare.

Aj onekdin por shei Bengay jibone ditio barer moto bebohar korlam. Ebong kore ami mugdho :p Koto ta je mugdho sheta to ei post thekei bozha jachhe. Mone hochhe ami boshe achi prithibi te, amar ghar chole geche behesht’e. Dui din ki kosto tai na korechi. Ekhon theke oshudher upor abar vokti firiye ante hobe. Shamanno ek Bengay niye je eto boro mohakabbo likhe fela shomvob eta amar nizer-e dharonar baire chilo. Othocho choto belay school’e thakte 200 word er “Journey by Boat” eassay likhte giye jan ber hoye jabar upokrom hoto. Bar bar word gunte thaktam, kono vabe ekbar 200 par hole hoy!

Ek udvot shopno dekhechi goto rat e ebong tar por por e ghar bethar shathe tylenol’er shomporko abishkar korechi. Ghar betha hole, mathay dosh dekha dey, manush ulta palta shopno dekhte shuru kore, ar matha bethar oshudh holo tylenol. Shopno tar kotha boli. Dekhi ami ek gada bread (dhakar vashay pauruti) ar roshogolla niye boshe achi. Bread toast korchi, tate chamoch e kore roshogollar zhol lagachhi, tarpor ekta kore roshogolla niye pauruti chapa diye roshogollar sandwich banachhi ebong ditio dofa abar toast kotre dichhi sandwich ta. Ebong ami buzhte parchilam ei shob amake kheye shesh korte hobe, jodio roshogollar rosh er kotha chinta korei amar ga ghin ghin korchilo. Bangladeshe thakte shob shomoy shuntam; shopne pawa oshudh, shopne pawa chikitsha! Allah ki amake shopne erokom kono notun recipe’r ishara dilen?

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Artist: Suzanne Vega
Track: Tired of Sleeping
Album: Days of Open Hand
Lyrics

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Ghotonabihin Din 1

January 31, 2008

Ghotona 1: Dupur bela dhomok shune ghum vanglo. Vari purushali golay ke jani dhomok dilo, “oth! sharey pach ta baze”, ami dhor for kore uthlam. Amar bichanar pasher ghori ta nosto hoyeche kodin age. So table er upor khuje tuje cell phone ber kore shomoy dekhlam 11:18 baze. Gayebi awaz amake boka baniye ghum theke tule fello :(

Ghotona 2: Azke ammur birthday. Tar jonno duita gift er bebostha kora hoyeche. Gift no 1, tar pc te sound kaz korto na vista theke xp te downgrade korar jonno, sheta thik kore diyechi. Ammu ekhon boshe boshe youtube e “akasher oi miti miti tara” shunche ar matha dulachhe. Gift no 2, bashar lomba ek bajarer list kitchen e pore ache. Jackson heights (indian grocery place in NY) theke chal, dal, mach, mangsho.. habi zabi bashar bazar kore anbo. :p

Ghotona 3: I ordered a phone from tmobile. Azke ashar kotha. :( Beta ra ekhono diye jachhe na.

Ghotona 4: Photography’r first attempt:

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Ghotona 5: Fata fati rod utheche azke.

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Bhor-belar Post.

January 25, 2008

Amar moto manusher jonno bhor 5 tay ghum venge jawa ta khub ekta shubidhar bepar na. Nizer kachei nizeke choto choto lage, lojja korte thake. Ar kodin dhore ghum vengei shobar prothom amar mathay jei chinta ta ashche, sheta holo “az ki rod uthbe/utheche?”. Hotath kore birat prokriti-premik hoye gechi. Rod bhalo lagche, bon bhalo lagche.. dui din por dekha jabe tia pakhi, misti kumra eishob o bhalo lagte shuru koreche. Bhor bela ghum theke uthe tia pakhi dekhte ichha korbe, jokhon tokhon shobuz ghashe pa choriye misti kumra, kochi lau eshob koley niye boshe thakte ichha korbe.

LOL ghum theke uthe prothom 15 min ami ekta ghoor er moddhe thaki. Ekhono mone hoy shei ghoor laga porbo cholche. Ki shob ulta palta likhchi!

Bhalo ek kaz jogar korechi; youtube e khuje khuje bangla natok dekha. Bolte gele ek nishashei ‘Kobi’ dekhe shesh kore fellam. 25 porber natok. Kono porboi 15 minutes er beshi na, tai 25 porbo dui din’e dekhe shesh kore fellam shune je rokom voyaboho mone hochhe, bepar ashole toto voyaboho na.

Kobi natoker golpo holo 3 kobi bondhu ke niye: Atahar, Sajjad ar Mozid. Tin jon e pagol dhoroner kobi, jotro totro kobita likhe beray. ‘Kobi’ boi ta porechilam onekdin age. Golper shathe natoker kototukun mil ache bolte parbo na.. karon golpo ta amar ar mone nei. Natoker ekta kobita shune shudhu mone holo, ei kobita ta age kothaw porechi. Atahar er bon Milir biye hoye geche nana rokom jhamelar por; baba mara gechen, ma coma te ocheton, agey ekbar biyer kotha hoye venge geche Milir. Ekhon Mili train e kore shoshur bari jachhe tar niriho nadush nudush bhalo-manush dhoroner shami ke niye, tokhon Atahar tar choto bhai ke diye boner kache kobita ta pathay. Kobita ta shune ami pray mugdho :p

“Shon Mili, Dukkho tar bish-makha tir’e toke bidhe barong bar
Tobu o nishchit jani, ekdin hobe tor shonar shongar
Uthon e porbe eshe, ek fali rod; tar pashe shishu guti koy
Tahader dhulo makha hat e, dhora debe prithibir shokol bisshoy!”

Ami ekdom e kobita tobita type na. Kobita tobita bhalo laga to dure thak, shojjoi hoy na. Neka neka lage. Kobita buzhi o na khub ekta. Amar kache ekhono bhalo kobita mane, “bash baganer mathar upor chad utheche oi, ma go amar sholok bola kajla didi koi?”. Amar onek bondhu bandhob achen, jara kobitar vetorer lukiye thaka shondorjo kolpona kore nite paren, ber kore ante paren. Ami pari na. Amar hashi ashe kobitar vab mara kotha shunle. Tarporo ei Milir kobita ta bhalo lege gelo.

Shishu boyoshe (ashole toto shishu na. class 9/10 e thakar shomoyer kotha) erokom ek kobita bhalo legechilo. Kobi Al-Mahmud’er. Shei kobitar matha mundu o buzhtam na. Tobu o bhalo legechilo keno jani na. Ami shei kobita mukhosto o korechilam.. “Ridoyer ek dik e gol hoye ache bedona.. oshudher shaddho nei, prokriti pare na dite ar ..aharer ruchi, ghum, shopner mazhe hete jawa”. LOL Khub e vaber kobita. Ki buzhe mukhosto korechilam ke jane. Shei boyoshe amar aharer ruchi motew kharap chilo na. 2 plate tehari ekai shabar kore felte partam.

Jai hok, beshir vag shomoyi manusher bhalo laga, kharap lagar kono karon lage na. Onek jinish emni emni bhalo lege jay, onek bhalo lagar moto jinish karon charai oshojjo lage. Tobe ei kobita bhalo lagar ekta karon vebe ber korechi, train station e bidayer drissho. Ami choto theke boro hoyechi train er zhukur zhukur shobdo shune shune ar porichito manush der ke station e biday diye diye. Pray e Dhaka theke Sylhet jawa hoto. Jawar shomoy ek kosto, ashar shomoy ar ek kosto. Dhaka theke rowana hobar shomoy, Abbu ke station e eka fele jawar kosto. Onno dike ferot ashar shomoy Mama Chacha der ke station e fele ashar kosto. Abar keu Dhakay berate ashle, take train e tule debar shomoyo mone hoto “shobai chole jay keno, puro nana bari ta Dhakay chole ashlei to pare”. Onekdin por natoker shubade shei chelebelar sriti ta mone pore gelo, onekdin por train er zhukkur zhukkur shobdo taw shunlam. Prithibir ar kono desher train erokom momota-makhano shobdo korte pare bole mone hoy na, shudhu bangladesher lokkor zhokkor gorib train gulai pare. Tobey, jara choto belay train-e chepe ghure beran ni, tara ei momotar bepar ta buzhte parben na. Ar amra jara parchi, tara nishhondehe vaggoban :)

Dhonnobad youtube!

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“Kade Akash, Kade Batash ..Kade Jochona”

December 31, 2007

This song is written and composed by my friend’s friend. All I know about him is his name, Rassel. Typical bangla prem bhalobasha shonkranto gaan. Tumi chole gele, amay ar amar baba me ke fele.. ei type gaan. Tarporo keno jani bhalo lage. Ki ekta shukkho hahakar ache gaan tar moddhe. Hahakar ta bhalo lage. :p [Download]

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Happy Old Year 2007

December 31, 2007

Gudum gadum kore aro ek bochor chole gelo. Choto thaktei mone hoy bhalo chilo. Shomoy khub dhire dhire jeto. Amar ekhono mone ache, koto agroho niye ami 18 hobar opekkha kortam. Mone hoto 18 hoye gelei buzhi boro hoye jabo, shadhin hobo, eka eka jekhane khushi jete parbo, jokhon ichha bashay firte parbo. 18 holam. Shudhu ekta shongkha paltalo. Boro bhab ta ar ashlo na. Hal charlam na. Vablam 21 hole oboshhoi boro hoye jabo. Dhire dhire 21 o holo, lubh holo na. Tarpor odhir agroho niye 25 er opekkha korte thaklam, na eibar ar boro hobar jonno na. 25+ hole auto insurance rate kombe, ei jonno opekkha. Ha, ei asha ta puron hoyeche.

Notun bochor purano bochor eishob amar kache eki rokom lage. Just shomoyer ekta hishab. Eta niye oto adikh’kheta amar ashe na. Oneke abar ‘new year’s resolution’ namok bishesh ek jinish niye zhapiye poren. Tobe beshir vag shomoy-e dekhi ei utshaho 3/4 din er beshi thake na. Idea ta jodio mondo na. Notun bochor upolokkhe nizeke poriborton korar broto neya, nizer jonno bhalo kichu ekta kora. Tobe amar kache bepar ta kichu ta hasshokor mone hoy. Ahammoker moto keno bochorer prothom din porjonto boshe thakte hobe! Keu jodi shotti bishash kore tar jonno ekta bishesh kono kichu bhalo, tahole tar sheta shei muhurto thekei shuru kora uchit, shudhu shudhu bochor shesh howa porjonto opekkha na kore.

Amar borong 2007 er jonno khanik ta mayai lagche. Etodin pashe pashe chilo bechara. Ar ekhon shobai kina shompurno oporichito 2008 niye lafa lafi korche. Jani etai niom. Shob kichui ek shomoy puraton hoye jay.

Jai hok, notun bochor e shobai bhalo thakuk, shustho thakuk ebong onnoder ke bhalo rakhuk. :)

Oh nicher ei chobi ta prothom-alo te dekhlam azke. Khushi hobo, shosti pabo naki bethito hobo buzhte parchi na.

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Mission ‘Tenualosa Ilisha’ Accomplished

December 28, 2007

heh! obosheshe.
Baburchi: Hasan Bhai
Kopal bhalo je bangali hoye jonmechilam! Na hole eishob halka patla shukher bepar gulo foshke jeto. :p
ilish
Artist: Anjan Dutta, Usha Uthup
Album: Bong Connection (Movie Soundtrack) [Download]

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Ilish, Fuchka ebong Dhumketur Golpo

December 27, 2007

Amar mone hoy oti druto boyosh bere jachhe. Edaning udvot udvot shob shopno dekhchi. Ebong shob cheye obak kora bepar hochhe, tader pray shob guloi khawa dawa shomporkito. Manush buriye jabar shathe shathe naki khawa dawar proti agroho bere jay. Amar Boro Mama (nanar chacha, unake ‘boro mama’ daktam naki ‘buro mama’ daktam ekhon ar mone pore na.. amar joto dur mone pore ‘buro mama’i daktam. uni mara jabar onek din por ki ek proshonge unake ‘buro mama’ bole deke Ammur zhari kheyechilam, tokhon buzhte parlam unake ashole ‘boro mama’ dakar kotha chilo.) beche chilen onek boyosh porjonto. Shesh boyoshe tar ar kono kichu te kono agroho chilo na, shudhu khawa dawar bepar e oshim utshaho; eta khabo, ota khabo, sheta khabo. Amaro mone hoy shetai hochhe. Gotokal rat e shopno dekhlam, ami dhakay Mohsin Hall er mather shamne dariye fuchka khachhi. Fuchkar dokan taw dekhte udvot dhoroner. Ager moto kather nokkor zhokkor thela gari type dokan na. Ekdom star-wars er kono episode theke uthe asha hi-tech dokan. Jodio fuchkawalar lungi pora jirno chehara ager motoi. Dokaner shob e hi-tech tobe fuchka khola batashe rekhe diyeche. Hoyto shopne Dhaka shohorer batash o hi-tech bishuddho jibanu-mukto hoye giyechilo, tai ar fuchka dheke rakhar proyojon pore ni. Shopner shei fuchkar dam o mone ache, 16 taka. :p

Ei gelo fuchkar ghotona. Ei dike ilish mach khawa niye ar ek kando badhiye boshe achi. Virginia te bondhur bashay berate eshe amar ilish mach khawar jonno poran shukiye jachhe. Azke ar ek friend ashche NY theke. Amar jontronay osthir hoye take “vabi ilish mach khete cheyeche” jatio chapa mere ilish mach ananor bebostha koreche ar ek bondhu. Ami odhir agroho niye opekkha korchi, kokhon ilish mach ashbe ebong shei jinisher vaji khabo. lol Amar bondhur dharona khida hochhe 3 rokom; chokher khida, moner khida ar peter khida. Ami er pasha pashi notun khida abishkar korechi, gondho khida. Ilish macher shad mukhe pete amar joto na ichcha korche, zhazhalo gondho ta pete tar cheye beshi ichcha korche.

Dhumketu naki ekta nirdrishto shomoy por por firey ashe. Amaro ei ilish macher prem ekta nirdrishto shomoy por por ghure firey ashche. Choto thaktew ekbar emon utola hoyechilam ilish macher jonno. Ami tokhon 9/10 bochorer, nana bari gechi berate, amar prochondo jor holo. Jorer mukhe kono kichui khete bhalo lage na. Sharadin bichanay shuye shuye ‘ko’ ‘ko’ jatio shobdo kori. Nani eta sheta khabar ene shada-shadhi koren, amar khete ichha kore na. Tokhon dupure khabar jonno ilish mach vaji kore table e neya hochhe. Amar hotath shei gondho ta eto darun laglo. Ami nani ke ‘ko’ ‘ko’ shobde janalam ami ilish mach khabo. Shomoshha holo bhat to khete pari na. Jor mukhe bhat namte chay na gola diye. Nani upay ekta ber korlen, amake ilish mach khawalen boshe boshe, pauruti diye. Amar ekhono mone ache holud-lal rong meshano mach ar pauruti ki je omriter moto lagchilo. Pore jibone onekbar cheshta korechi pauruti morano ilish khabar, toto ta bhalo ar kokhonoi lage ni.

Amar jiboner shei ilish macher dhumketu abar firey esheche eto bochor por amar akashe. Hishab kore dekhte hobe cycle ta koto bochorer. Tahole next ilish-attack er jonno age theke ready thaka jabe. Kothaw gele, shathe kore frozen ilish macher choto packet niye jete hobe ekta, ranna taw shikhe felte hobe. Mon aku paku korlei zhot pot ranna kore ilish kheye fela.

Virginia jayga ta otirikto boring. Ar na hoy ami otirikto home sick. Hoyto home sick shikar korte lojja pai, ei jonno Virginia ke boring bole dosh chapiye debar chestha korchi. Agew dekhechi, ami jekhanei jai 4 din por shei jayga oshojjo lagte shuru kore. Ei prothom er betikrom ghotlo; 4 din opekkha korte hoy ni, prothom thekei biroktikor lagche.

Jai hok, NY firey jachhi agamikal. Nizer bichanay abar ghumabo, bhorbela (dupurbela bola uchit) uthe nizer bathroom e nizer sink’er shamne dariye nizer chehara dekhe dekhe dat brush korbo :p Ei shob kotha vebe vebe abege apluto hoye jachhi lol

Oh, Virginiar weather mondo na. Gotokal sharadin jodio bristi hoyeche, azke zhor zhora weather ekdom. Ekbar rod e giye darale ar ghor e ashte ichha kore na.

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Banglish Post

December 9, 2007

Bangla, English er pasha pashi notun ar ek vashar udvob hoyeche; tar nam hochhe Banglish vasha. Ekhon porjonto ei vasha shudhu matro online bebohar kora Bangali’rai bebohar kore thaken. Ashole etake thik vasha bola thik hochhe na, eta Bangla kei English e lekha. Amar ager kono ekta blog ami Bangla font e likhechilam ebong tar por pori amar Banglay lekhar shokh mitey geche. Ek ekta line type korte dui minute lage. Er theke bangla english mishiye joga-khichuri kore lekha tai bhalo. Je bozhar buzhlo, je na bozhar buzhlo na – veblar moto takiye taklo :p Jak likhar kichu pachhilam na. Ekhon joga-khichuri shobdo tar utpotti niye kichu lekha jete pare. Ashole beshi kichu janio na ei shommondhe. Oidin kono ekta boi e porlam, Jogonnath er mondir bole ekta mondir chilo, shei mondir e protidin shokal bela naki shob rokomer khabar mishiye ekta khichuri banano hoto. Ei theke joga khichurir utpotti. Hotew pare. Dekhi, kono ek odur vobisshot’e amio ekta mondir tondir khule boshbo. Ishti Miar Mondir. Ish-Khichuri bole jodi kichu chalu kora jay, mondo hoy nah.

Ei holo obostha. Not’e gach ti muralo, amar golpo furalo.

Ei gaan ta “Bong Connection” movier gaan, directed by Anjan Dutta.


Music: Anjan Dutta
Artist: Shan
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Amar prothom dekha bristir jol’e
Vashiyechi vela khelar chole
Shei jol geche mishe kon nodi te
Geche hariye kon shagore
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekhecho ki tumi tarey?
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekhecho ki tumi tarey?
Nouko amar, chele belar, kagozer ..kagozer

Amar prothom pawa a’kar khata
Amar prothom lekha kobita
Shei chele belar shopno hazar
Geche hariye kon shagor’e
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekhecho ki tumi tarey?
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekhecho ki tumi tarey?
Nouko amar, chele belar, kagozer ..kagozer

[hindi part (beyond my understanding) :p]

Ekta zholshe jawa bikel belay
Ekta lalche shagorer joley
Jay veshe jay.. shopno bozhai
Nouko amar kagozer
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekha hain keya, tumne usey?
Majhi re.. o majhi re.. dekha hain keya, tumne usey?

[hindi]

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