Take Ajo Bhulte Parini – Chapter 3
Rahul aar Piyali'r majhkhane je duratto toiri hoyechhilo, seta shudhu kilometer diye bojha jeto na—seta chhilo moner ekta shunyota. Gram Saradana'r sei chhoto rastata, jekhane tara prothom haat dhorechhilo, aj o shantir sathe thik thik ache… kintu tara dujon nei.
Tin bochhor pore Rahul abar phire elo grame. Notun job, notun jibon, kintu purono smriti take ekdom chhareni. Train theke neme jokhon se gram er poth dhore choltchhilo, tar chokher shamne sudhu Piyali'r hashi ghure berachhilo.
"Take ajo bhulte parini…" nijer sathe nijeyi kotha bollo Rahul.
Onno dike, Piyali o bodle gechhilo. Se akhon ekta school e porashona karay, chhoto chhoto cheleder shikhay. Kintu nijer mon ke bujhate pareni. Proti sandhye school theke fire, barir chhade bose akash er dike takiye thake—mone hoy keu abar fire ashbe.
Ekdin brishti porchhilo jhor jhor kore. Rahul chole gelo sei purono banyan gachher niche—jekhane tara sesh dekha korechhilo. Sei jaygata chhilo tader bhalobashar sakshi.
Achanak ekta chhaya dekha gelo…
"Piyali?"
Piyali dhire dhire chokh tule takalo. Tara dujon ekdom chup. Brishtir jol dujoner chokher jol er moto mishe gelo.
"Rahul… tumi phire esechho?" Piyali'r kotha kampchhilo.
"Ha… kintu deri hoye gelo hoyto," Rahul nicher dike takiye bollo.
"Derir kotha bolo na… tumi to chole gechhile kono kotha na bole," Piyali'r chokhe obhiman.
Rahul kotha bolte giyeo chup hoye gelo. Se janeto, tar chole jawa chhilo ekta boro bhul. Family pressure, career—sob kichur modhye se Piyali ke hariye felechhilo.
"Tomake haranor bhoy e ami chole gechhilam… kintu bujhini je chole geleo harabo," Rahul dhire bollo.
Piyali hashar cheshta korlo, kintu chokh bhije gelo. "Ami toh ekhono ekhanei achi… sudhu tomar jonno opekkha korte korte klanto hoye gechi."
Brishtir modhye tara ekdom kachakachi eshe dariye gelo. Moner kotha gulo ar lukiye rakhar kono proyojon chhilo na.
"Amake ekbar chance debe?" Rahul proshno korlo.
Piyali kichukhon chup thaklo. Tarpor dhire bollo—"Bhalobasha kokhono sesh hoy na Rahul… sudhu manush haraye jay."
Rahul tar haat dhore nilo. "Tahole amra abar shuru korte pari?"
Piyali chokh bondho kore ekta deep shash nilo. Tarpor ekta halka hashi—sei purono hashi.
"Dekhi… tumi ki abar amake harabe naki rakhte parbe."
Sei din brishtir modhye dujoner modhye abar ekta notun shurur golpo likha holo. Kono promise chhilo na, kintu chhilo ekta bishwas—je ebar hoyto tara chhere jabe na.
Raat e Rahul barite fire ghumer cheshta korchhilo, kintu ghume aschhilo na. Phone ta tule Piyali ke ekta message pathalo—
"Good night… aar dhonnobad, abar amar jibon e fire ashar jonno."
Piyali reply korlo—
"Good night… aar ebar chere jabe na."
Rahul haslo. Ei chhoto kothagulo tar jibon ke abar rongin kore dilo.
Kintu golpo ekhanei sesh noy…
Porer din Rahul jante parlo, Piyali'r biye'r kotha cholchhilo ekjon onno cheler sathe. Gram e sobai janto, sudhu Rahul janeni.
Mon ta abar bhanga glass er moto hoye gelo.
"Ebar ki hobe?" nijeke jiggesh korlo Rahul.
Se bujhlo—bhalobasha thakleo, somoy sobsomoy shathe thake na.
Golper porer odhyay ki?
Piyali ki Rahul ke beche nibe?
Naki somoyer chape tara abar alada hoye jabe?
Rahul akash er dike takiye mone mone bollo—
"Jodi abar hariye jai… taholeo take ajo bhulte parbo na."
Author Thought (Parikshit Halder – 20 words)
True love stays alive within hearts, even when people separate, memories and emotions continue to connect souls forever beyond distance and time.