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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I bet the driver was going way above the speed limit. Still it was my fault, because I had the stop sign and according to my common sense and accident report, I should have paid more attention. John, driver of the other vehicle was a jerk and he was acting like I did it intentionally to kill him or to ruin his heavenly perfect life or something. I told him few times that I am sorry. An accident is an accident. Still he was acting all freaked out. Anyway, since I pay only for the liability, my insurance is not going to pay a single penny to fix my car. I gotta fix it from my own pocket :(. I already have bought the right fender, right marker light, right turn light and right headlight. The car is still at the bodyshop. Hopefully I will get it back on this Monday. For past 2 weeks I’ve been driving Abbu’s car and I feel like I’ve lost my faith in my driving skills. Sitting behind the wheel is no fun for me anymore. I didn’t have any accident for almost 5 years and now I have two accidents back to back in one year [totaled a minivan this February:(]. I just can’t risk another accident right now and thought of having one is scaring the heaven out of me. I don’t know if I am just getting older or having my post-accident-trauma!! :p