তিরपन অধ্যায়: বুদ্ধিমানের মতো কাজ করেছ

খub-i, xu fan labar bibhager telephone ti kete dilen. phone-er oi pasher abaj o chilo khub sohoj ebong sposto, kono dhoroner dandatana chilo na.

ai yuger abajra ki kake boye? nirdharito ain-er shasoner kache kisu babu chara ar ki?

matro koyek minit por, ga qiang namok tar puraton abaj-er telephone chole aslo.

xu fan-er mone kono dhibidhab chilo na, se angul chupi phone ti dhore fello ebong shathe shathe recording on kore dilo, ebong nicher tola shadharon manuser bachar upay ti chaliye gelo.

"hello, abaj... na, amar puraton abaj howa uchit, apni amake telephone keno korechen?"

xu fan shojha sapta shobhabe bollo.

kono shondeho nei, porer kotha guli aslo ga qiang-er akkhom rager gargon theke.

"xu fan, tumi khub bhalo kaj korecho! tumi labour department-e telephone korar shohosh korecho, amar bondhu lao mo giye mach pathabe na bole ki tomar bhoy kore na?"

xu fan janto je bortoman shomoyer hot drama guli shomperke, tai puraton abaj-er kotha shune se obak hoye gelo.

bhalo byapar, se nki kauke diye take shikkha dite chay! ai ki bortoman internet company-guli thakar moto shokti?

jodi tar hosh thik na thakto, tobe se bhabto je se abar tar baba-ma-er jubok boyosher shomaje phire geche.

telephone-er oi pasher ga qiang onekkhon kono protirup na peye bhablo je xu fan tar tarjon-gorjon-e bhoy peye geche, tai se bhablo r-o egiye giye bichoy sesh korte hobe.

"apni ekhono anushoto korle shomoy ache, police station-er oi abijog তুলে nin, na hole, apeksha korun!"

kothar shomoye, tar shwore betha pawar moto kapauni chilo.

xu fan-er gata koyek mash dhori, samne ba gopone je betan kete rakha hoyeche ta ek byapar, kintu labour department theke ekti jhotkay je jorimana aslo tai hosse asol byapar.

kintu jodi xu fan nije theke abijog তুলে nay, tobe jorimana jorimanai thakbe, kintu onek kome jabe, ekhonkar moto arogolane porbe na.

"apni ki amar paikhana khabar kotha bhabchen? abar chan ami nije theke abijog তুলে ni, apni ki ekti shombhabona shomporke janen je ami ekhono apnar telephone ti record kore rekhechi?"

xu fan-er moja kora abaj beriye aslo, puraton abaj ga qiang-er dhormok-er kotha shune she sotti-i anondo pelo.

mone rakhben je ekhon ain-er shomaj, ain-er shason, njoron dari shobcheye shokti shali, abaj babu nijerai jokhon bhoy pay, tobe apnar moto choto ekti internet company-er general manager-er kotha to durer kotha.

eta shune, telephone-er oi pasher ga qiang-er abaj nirbho hoye gelo, tarpor shathe shathe purber shontroser poriborte ekti naram abaj chole aslo.

"xu fan, ashole apnar ebong company-er modhye kono boro shonghat nei, tai... amra keno bhalo bhabe kotha bolbo na."

"temon hole, ami apnar ferot dewa betaner shathe r-o ekti masher betan jukto kore dicchi, dekhun to kemon hoy?"

xu fan eta shune hese fello, kajei sei laal dada-r kotha ti e sotti!

shomosto birodhi shokti, shobai kagojer bagh!

diye agun jalate hoy na, matro ekti angul diye gha dilei, ei kagojer bagh-ke ekti boro kshoto kora jay.

kintu seshe bhabe, xu fan bhablo je ta khub kom noy, labour department theke take je taka ti bolechilo ta holo chhe hajar taka, tar shathe ga qiang-er ekhonkar ekti masher betaner kshotipuron milaole hoy no hajar taka.

ek shathe pray ek hajar taka pawa jacche, ta-o abar ain-er shimar modhye ghure pawa taka taratari ashe, na hole shobhabo bhabe chakri kore, ekhonkar oto boro bari dam-er shomoye ekta baithakkhana toiri korte koto shomoy lagbe.

"apnar kotha motoi hok, kintu apni-o nishchint thakun, ai matro shongothon-er niti amar ache."

xu fan shanto bhabe bollo, kintu tar mukhe r-o ekti adha kotha baki chilo.

ta holo, se jodi onnyer biruddhe byoktichoto dhormoker abijog na kore, tobe ga qiang-o take shujoge bish mara bolte parbe na, na hole du pokkhoi ekti khoti-te porbe.

ara, ga qiang take abijog korar bhoyer tulonay, ga qiang-er oi abaj roshiye jabar bhoy onek beshi, karun tahole ga qiang-er obostha bhoyonkor obosthay pore jabe.

se-o toh board of directors-er kache chakri kora ekti senior chakrijibi matro, abinishashy keu noi.

ekti choto company-te board of directorser moto byapar thake bhabai jay na, shottii choto mondir-e beshi hawa.

ar jokhon xu fan janlo je general manager ga qiang-er upor r-o tinjon director ache, tobe tar obhuto mone holo.

"bhalo."

ga qiang-er dant chepe dhora abaj aslo, tarpor shathe shathe telephone ti kete dilo.

se-o shotti khub obhimani chilo, eirokom shojha byapari je tar fash pore jabe se bhabe ni, age jante parle r-o shojha bhabe kotha bola uchit chilo.

kintu bhalo byapar holo je beshi dewa taka guli tar nijer noy, borong company-er, tai she eto taratari raji hoye gelo.

telephone katar abaj shune, xu fan-er mukher kon ekti halka hasi uthlo.

"mone korechilam tumi ga qiang koto boro boro kotha bolo, dekhi to tumi ei matro."

xu fan tuccho bhabe bollo, tarpor telephone ti abar tar jama-r pocket-e rekhe, puraton bari-r dike hate laglo.

...

age jokhon xu fan ebong tang beiwei phire aschilo, tokhon tara ekti microbus vara kore sikhshat puraton bari-r samne niye giyechilo, tai oneke seta dekhe ni.

tai keu janto na je xu fan bari phirar shomoye ekjon bondhu-ke-o shathe niye eseche.

kintu ekhon, ta aar ekrokham noi, ekhonkar jogajog babostha eto unnot, tai khub shighri ei byapar ti tondil gram-e ছড়িয়ে porelo.

"hello, taratari xu kaka-r bari giye dekho, xu fan boro dada ekjon khub shundor meye niye phireche!"

"shotti ki eto? amar chele eto bhalo, se tokhon-o kono bou niye ase ni, tar abar oi xu fan shohore kharap obosthay thaka ekti bekar chele, tar ki eta korar shokti ache?"

"che, tumi, tumi gram-er onnyer bhalo na dekha manush, dekhte na gele nai, keu apnake dekhte bolche na."

"tobe apnar kotha ki shotti na micha? ki amar buri-r jubok boyosher moto shundor hote pare?"

"tumi ki bhabcho! tomar buri-r jubok boyosher rup onnyer kache ashbe na, ekti na, eksho-ti-o ashbe na! tumi taratari giye dekho!"

...

gram-er manushjon ekti por ekti xu fan-er bari-r dike aslo dekhar jonno, ebong shobai tang beiwei-er debi-r moto rup dekhe obak hoye gelo.

tar shathe tang beiwei-er ekhonkar poshak, gram-er puraton manushjoner dharna-r shathe khub mile jay, tai shob rokom proshongha beriye aslo.

ai byapare, xu fan-er matro ekti anurodh chilo tang beiwei-er kache, ta holo kichu na bole, matha nura ba na kora, baki shob jhamela se nije shidhanto nebe.

she-o bhoy pachchilo, tang beiwei jodi kono ajob kotha bole fele, tobe pore sheshe samlano kothin hobe.

kintu shob kicho-r muler kotha, seta boro kono shomosha noy, kintu keu ki obhaktor jhamela pochondo kore?

tar shathe, xu fan choto bela theke, keu take jhamela korle, se onnyake jhamela kore, tai gram-er manushjon take ekta kanta bole dhore, kintu boro howar por kisu ta komeche.

tar shathe gram-er manushjon bhalo bhabe thake, tai kharap shohobhabor manush khub kom, tai onnyer kothay kan dewar kono proyojon nei.

(bighoy shesh)