rongin.....

rong shob mile mishe ekakaar.... neel, laal, holud, shobuj, sonali, dhussor, golapi...shob mile mishe ek odbhuture obostha....

neel amar priyo rong (obossyoi tar thekeo beshi bhalo laage kalo)...neel manei amar kache khola akash...aar bheshe jaowa tukro tukro swapno...ami swopno dekhte bhalobashi....amar ek bondhu chhilo...onek choto belay...krutika...christian...ami or bariteegiye thaktaam majhemajhei...uncle amader mango icecream kore khawaten....sunday krutika arr ami church e jetaam...church er dewal gulo neel ronger chhilo...tar opor megher chobi anka...stained glass er janla diye rongeen rodh esche porto amar gaaye haathe....father er chokh ta neel ronger chhilo...ami ekhono janina seta oi neel dewaler reflection chhilo kina....
laal amar kache amar ager office er boss....neelanjana r priyo rong laal...oi ghor e shob kichu te laal er abha...fab india theke kena natun laal kurta, gift e pawa titan er laal band er ghori, amar arr aditi r dewa laal leather er juti, feluda r diary r motto laal diary, laal parker pen, fresh laal gerbera...or chotto cabin ta khub vibrant....mon kharap lagchhe....oi laal muhurto gulo fir e pabo naa arr....laal bolte ekhon khali buddho arr tar party r niskormo kormi ra....
holud mesho r prothom gari...amar khub baje lagto...seta obossyo beshi deen thake ni...alpo koekdeen nei accident e tar iti....
shobuj ghasher opor jogging kortaam ami arr mamon khali paaye....bhorer shishi r paaye lagle naaki chokh bhalo thake....keu bolechhilo....ke seta mone nei....mamon et sobuj churidaar...arr oi shahid afridi r photo te roj raat aar ghum theke uthe kiss kora....pakistan er jersey pora green....shobuj amar kathi ice cream...dutaka diye...onek koste maa er chokh lukiye...ekhon sobuj mane poriborton...maa manti manush
sonali poronto bikeler alo....ei somoy ami eka eka dariye thekechhi lake town er barir reservoir er opor....
golapi...amader english ma'm er saree...golapi amay nandini ma'm ke mone koray...roj uni golapi pore asten...bhari golay british accent e shakespeare er play....onar kaachei prothom shakespeare porechhilam...the tempest...ferdinand arr miranda r love affair....

holi amar kache purono memories....ek ek ta rong ek ekta smriti...identity...

aaj.....ekhon.........

ei muhurto tuko dhore rakhte ichha korchhe khub....ekta nispran dupur...ami eka..oneker majhkhane...sobar majhe thekeo eka thaka jaay...aaj kal boro dukhho bilashi hoye uthechhi ami...ageo chhilam...kintu aaj kaal jeno ektu berechhe jinish ta...sobar majhe thekeo boro eka bodh kori....goto ponero deen e onek kichhu bodhle gechhe...kaaj, kaaj er jayga, kaaj er somoy, kaaj er dhoron...shob...
ei muhurto tuku khub shundoor...ami ekta...eka boro ghor e...amar ashe pashe onek gulo computer e kaaj cholchhe...baire megh...bristi hochhe jhir jhir kore....ei prothom miss korchhi sector V er 6th floor er baranday dariye briti dekha...
kintu somoy ke dhore rakha jaay naa...tahole toh tomar saathe jokhon ektu kotha bolte payi sei khon tuku chirokaal korte partaam....