Okal Kushmander Korcha

Aj ekta gaan shunie shuru kori amar korcha! Aha chotben na...lekhaye lekhaye toh...gola chhere ei duhshoho grishme bhismolochon er lochon kopale tolar ichchhe amar nei! Tahole shuru kori...amader Bhoomir gawa ek bishesh gaan “Aami daan dike roi na aami baam dike roi na..ami dui dike tei roi..poraan jolanjoli dia” Bortomaan poristhiti te ei goshthir lokederi holo joto jwala. Na ghar ka na ghaat ka dosha! Baam e gele bidhi baam; daan dike haate haatkora ar poshchat deshe hurricane. Apnara buddhi bibechonar manush amar moto okalkushmander iniye biniye bolte chawa katha nirghat dhore phelechhen! Agge hyan..(bhoy toh korchhe..kintu likhe jokhon pheleichhi tokhon aar lojja ghenna bhoy kore ki hobe) ami amader bongomatar bhogno doshar katha bolchhi! Bongo bhonger andoloner shomoy kobigurur kolome gorje uthechhilo ek opurbo shongeet (Amar gaaner gnuto ke khoma ghenna koren babu ra o bibi ra) “banglar mati banglar jol…banglar bayu banglar phol…punyo houk punyo houk…punyo houk hey bhogoban” ei gaan tir shotyota aj bishesh bhabei drishyoman. Banglar mati jol bayu phol maye ki manusho ekhon ekjot! (Bhebe dekhun banglar jono-birodhi, phut-katiye, porer dhone poddari kora o poronindaye doctorate manush ekhon ek hoechhe) Kintu golmal onyo jayegaye ghote gachhe. Mane jar jonyo ajker ei Okalkusmander korcha! Rajneetir niteeheenota ke pnaach phoron die bheje khete khete amader jibhe ekhon pore gachhe inchi-koyek puru ek astoron. Baam jomanar ghor kateni…ui ketechhe mulyobodh.Aar amra dibbi “oi shala CPM…” buli aaure nijeder nanan hotasha k ek jotne lalito asroy rekhe ditei obhyosto. Ekhon je golmaltar katha ami bolchhilam taholo ei je…amader rajjye “ammo pari bodlate” hawar shathe shathe ek poriborton eshe porechhe. Nandigram ar Shingur er buker opor kaste haturi chalano dordondoprotap omnipotent baame der kyanch kola dekhie ahlade maa ke maatir manush peye tuk kore ghnati gerechhilo Trinamool Congress. Ei dolti thuri dolonetri manusher mone jayega kore niechhilen kotokta amar motoi..mane ami jamon apnader gaan shunie mon bhulie jor kore amar korcha gelachhhi thik tamoni, baam otyachare mritopraye bongo shontaner ektu momotwer ashaye praan die shunechhilo shei dolonetrir konthe jono dorodi kobi gurur gaan “amar matha noto kore dao hey tomar …chorono dhular pore…”. Ratarati shei netri hoye othen shobhanetri. Onoshoner brommhaastre godogodo bangla…mathaye tule nilo momotwer protimurti ke ! Ebong take kore tullo jononetri. Hyan ek bakye swikar kore ni-i amio shei bohul jonosroteri ekjon. Banglar buke swadhin surjyo dekhar lobh aar dolbajir iti hobe ei ashaye gamchha diya poraan ta re baidhya neme porechhilam unmotto jonosroter shathe! Shurjyo uthlo. Shokal holo. Poriborton er hawa jhor hoye boye gelo ei bongo bhumite. Bangla tokhon rokte snato baam jomanar shomapti te utshob-mukhor. Okal bodhon jyano abar shotyi holo. Durgapujor moto ek drim drim dhaak tokhon bajchhe buke. Chokh ranganir oboshan. Ei bar bodlabe bongo bhagyo. Tik-Tik-tik…shomoy kat te laglo, kat te laglo utshober ghor kat te laglo megher aboron, diner aalo porishfuto holo. Kothaye poriborton? Shudhu pantha ke bolchhi mutton aar alu ke potato! Er cheye beshi ar toh kichhui bodlalo na. Phoenix pakhi rup bodle TMC er chhade dana jhaptalo. Dneto hashi heshe gailo shei Phoenix (Achchha nahoy ektu gaan er adhikyo holoi..adote gaite na parle eibhabei toh shokh metaye manush!) “Tobo mukut porilo podo tole haye eki dosha…egg roll e aj shudhui piyaj nai shosha!...” Hyan poribortoner iti katha geye shoalo shey.. “Shuno he bongo shontan shuno diya mon… elo elo bongo deshe poriborton bidaye korile jare bhebe Harmad Tarai phiria elo hoye Unmaad!” Jak unmadonar shompadona korte korte khei harie hothat atke gelam, Sukumar babur ek kobitay! Shey ek bikhyato lok ke nie lekha- Srijukto Babu Hnuko Mukho Hyangla. Amra protyekei ekhon Hyangla babur bongsho talikar ontorbhukto. Akhon ei sham rakhi na kul rakhi doshaye amader bilap rakhar jonyo hoogly nodio jotheshto noy. Rokkhok jetha bhokkhok, shekhane protimuhurto shikaar hoe jawar bhoy thake. Amadero ache. Baam ponthi ba daan ponthi eder otyachar e mrityu oboshombhabi, kintu unmaad ponthider haat theke nistar pawa boroi kothin… Tai amra ekhon chhonde taale Hnuko Mukhor gachher niche boshe geye cholechhi (he he he…ei shesh katha dilam ar gaibo na!hok kotha!) “ “Machhi mara fondi e..Joto bhabi mon die… Bhebe bhebe kete jaye dinta! Jodi boshe daine…Lekhe mor aine… Ei lyaj e machhi mari trosto! Baam e Jodi boshe tao…noi ami pichh pao Ei lyaj e achhe tar ostro! Jodi dekhi kono paji…Boshe thik Majhamajhi Ki je kori bhebe nahi pai re! Bhebe dekho eki daye…Kon lyaje mari taye? Duti boi lyaj mor nai toh!” Tai tritiyo noyon bhule..tritiyo lyaj er khnojei egie pori amra bangali ra! Ki r korbo… kanna kati hollahatir sheshe..raj shontrasher roshe…lyaj ta je boroi proyojonio ! ashun amra agami je kono punyo probhate, lyaj gojanor uddeshe Brigade theke mohakoron ekti nirob michhil kori (gaan gawa allowed!). Apnader shokol ke janai shador amontron. Iti Okal Kushmando