অধ্যায় ১৬২: পুনর্জন্ম

অন্য ananya ekṭi hotele, zhang tianfeng-er mukhe chintar chhayā, tini balconite base chhilen.

gao ran gata-e gechhe, ki korbe keu jane na, kothay ache tao keu jane na, khonjar jonno je lokgulo ke pathano hoyechhe tader kach theke ekhono kono khabar asheni, tai tar ektu chinta hocche.

paser ding yan-er r kono voy chhilen na je kono boro netar atithitye cha khate hobe, tar mon khub khushi chhilo, tini zhang tianfeng-ke hashar jonno kichu moja gôlpo bolchilen.

"bhai, ar chinta korona, tomar oi chhoto gf-ke dekhlei bojha jay se murkho noy, se kokhono emon karor sathe panga nibe na jake hat kora jay na."

"tumi ki age bolo ni? qin ling-er bideshe kichu sampatti ache, ekhono tader abar uthe ashar somoy, hoyto takar jogad korche."

zhang tianfeng matha narlen, kono khorbor nei, ekhono nijeke ei bhabei santwna dite hobe.

ding yan hese cigarette-er tan dilen, dhire dhire bolen, "bhai, tomar ei sahajyer jonno onek dhonnobad, amra ki ebar stock market-e matjama shuru korbo?"

"tumi nischintô thako, ebar labh houk ba muldhan rokkha houk, ami seshe tomake ekta surprise debo."

"bhai, tumi onek koshte ai line theke berie esecho, abar samuddure diyo na."

je lokgulo ei pather jaatri tader beshir bhag-i abodh ba aini simar baire grey industry-er sathe jukto, ekhono aine bhalo kore laguk ba police-er shokti kom thakuk, tar mane ei noy je bhabishyote tader chhar paoa jabe.

daridro durikoroner gari-te chorte parle, kajta thikmoto korte parle, pore sei bhabe vul sudhre neoa jabe na keu bolte pare na.

ding yan hrisi hese uthlen, se eto boka noy, onek koshte upore utheche, se niche nambe na.

grey industry toh durer kotha, bhabishyote je taka asbe tar modhye yodi ektu grey thake, tabe se onek dure thakbe.

kichukhon por, dorjay tok-tok shobdo holo.

tinte tok-er por dorja khule gelo, ekta sundar chhoto matha samne elo.

"boro dada, tumi ki amake mone korecho?" yun xi hese jiggesh korlo.

"xixi, tumi kothay chhile?"

"boro didi amake niye eseche, boleche boro dada amake bhalo bhalo khabar khawabe."

yun xi dorja theke soriye gao ran-ke samne niye elo.

zhang tianfeng taratari daure gelen, dekhe bujhlen sob thik ache, gao ran-er nake chap diye jiggesh korlen, "tumi kothay gachhile?"

"gongcheng-e taka tulte gechilam, amar babar bideshe kichu sampatti ache, ekhono takar darkar onek."

"ami to bhablam tumi oi boro netar sathe jhogra korte gecho."

"tumi moja korcho, ami onek koshte tar niyontron theke berie esechi, ami keno fire jabo, tobe tumi amake ekta boro surprise diyecho."

ei kothay zhang tianfeng obak hoye gelen, tini abar ki korlen?

matha chore bhablen kintu kichu milte parlo na, tai jiggesh korlen, "ami satti mone korte parchi na konta surprise, na hole tumi amake bolo, ami mene nebo."

gao ran bollo, "ami o amar baba jokhon gongcheng-e taka tulchilam, oi lai shaheb hothat lok pathalo, bollo je ja sampatti nite gechilo sob fire debe, eta ki tomar kotha?"

ekhonoi emon bhalo byapar? zhang tianfeng obak.

tini konodin bhabten na gao ran etate mithye bolbe.

"eta ki tumi koro ni?" gao ran abhinoy chalie gelo, obak howar bhab dhore bollo, "tobe tomake dhonnobad dite hobe, amar baba bhabche tomar karonei lai shaheb jinisgulo ferot dite raji hoyeche."

"samayik bhabe taka rokkha korar jonno, baba amar name sampatti rekheche."

"abhinandan, ekdom chhoto koti-poti hoye gele, tomake amake khabar khawate hobe."

"aboshyi khawabo, tumi eto boro sahajjo korecho."

gao ran tar hat zhang tianfeng-er kandhe rakhlo, ding yan-er dike cheye chille bollo, "ding dada, cholo khabar khete, tumi ashar por theke ami tomar sathe thikmoto kotha bolte parini."

"sundari daawat dicche, ami toh jabo-i, agei bole rakhchi, amar khabar bhalo, tomake poket bhore taka ante hobe."

"ei daku dada, boro didi-r kache onek taka ache, jetai khabe kono somoshya nei." yun xi bujhte parlo na je eta moja, tai satti kore bujhie dilo.

ghorer lokgulo haste haste lutiye porlo. chhoto meye bujhte parlo na keno sobai hashche, seo shathe hashte laglo.

tobe zhang tianfeng mone mone khushi hollen, tini abar sei purono gao ran-ke dekhte pelen.

khabar por, sobai nij nij barite chole gelo.

yun xi meye-ti ke barite pouchie diye, zhang tianfeng gao ran-er barite gelen.

"tumi ki prothombar ascho na, tai ar bhalo kore bhatat debo na, nijer moto bose poro."

bolte bolte gao ran slipper pore bathroom-e chole gelo.

juto pore zhang tianfeng living room-e dhuklen, tebiler upor onek boi rakha ache, tar modhye company-r management, finance exam-er important point, ebong ekta stock market-er boi.

protiti boi ola-pata kora, bookmark lagano.

ekta kete dekhlen, kono bookmark-e lekha porar oviggyota, kono-tay lekha samadhan na howa shomoshya.

gao ran sesh porjonnto ektu bodleche, age kono chinta chhilo na, ekhono shotti jibon shuru koreche.

"bhalo to, amar gopon jinis dekhcho, ebar tumi ar palate parbe na, amar somoshya r samadhan korte hobe." gao ran bathroom-er samne dariye du hat kothay rakhlo.

"amar sandeh hocche tumi amake fande felecho."

zhang tianfeng hese bose porlen, bollen, "tobe ami fande porte raji achi, aso, amar kache shob shomoshya-r samadhan peye jabe."

"taratari nei, age tumi dekho, ami bath kore aschi."

kichu khon por, shundor shugandhe vora meye-ti pase ese boslo.

zhang tianfeng tar chokhe cheye, du hat boir upor rekhe, shob somoshya-r samadhan kore dilen.

economy-r byapar gao ran bujhto na, zhang tianfeng-o beshi bujhtena, kebol nijer du joonmer oviggyota diye tar samadhan korar rasta khule dichhilen.

company management ebong stock market-er byapare eta tar shokti chhilo.

bari phirechilen rat 9tay, ar chollo bhorat 2ta porjonnto.

boi bondho kore, baire rasta-r alogulo onek nibhe geche, alota ektu andhokar.

gao ran ekta boro angul diye stretch korlo, tar shundor shorir dekha gelo.

"age janle aro deri kore bath kortam, ac-er hawayo gham berie jacche, ki abohawa."

age bath korar lav ache, shorir sugandhe vora, amar samadhan korar somoy inspiration onek bere gechilo.

gao ran ektu chokhe chokhe takalo, bollo, "lojjahin, cholo, dujone eksathe bath kori."

"eksathe? nishchit?"

zhang tianfeng-er gola kampe gelo.

ogoto diner por, gao ran nije theke e kotha boleni.

"nishchit noy, tumi bari chole jao."

gao ran bole taratari bathroom-er dike daure gelo.

zhang tianfeng ei sujog charben keno, boyosh kom, ekhoni jodi voy pan, tabe tar sannyasi howa bhalo.

---ekhane lokkho lokkho shobdo bad dewa holo---

andhokar bedroom-er modhye, halka ghumor shobdo pas theke ashchilo.

side-e shue gao ran zhang tianfeng-er mukher rekha dekhchilo, chokh du-ti polytic korchilo.

"pagla, ami tomake kotha theke mithye bolte chayni."

ghum halka zhang tianfeng mukh touch kore bollo, "tumi ki bolle?"

"ami tomake dhonnobad dicchi."

bole, gao ran zhang tianfeng-er kopale ekta kiss korlo.

"ar kiss koro na, taratari ghumiye poro."

gao ran-ke buker modhye tene niye, zhang tianfeng ghumie porlen.

gao ran ghumalo na, bhalo chele-r moto zhang tianfeng-er buker modhye shue, ekhoni paoa samadhan niye chinta korchilo.

ei chintate-i sara rat kete gelo.