Prapti

Dinta chhilo meghla. Shrabon masher bikel. Ami ektu ghar theke beriye baranday giye daralam.
Baireta ek mayabi aloy purno, anekta sadya-snato shymla chehara. Tobe amar dristi aksaher theke khub
druto giye porlo morer mathay ekti bachha chheler dike. O amar kachhe khub achena noi. Rozi ekbar kore dekhi
ar o amar dike takie ek gal hasi upohaar daye. Ei mor ta oder mane o ar or mayer ardhek thikana.
Tin mathar mor, tai tin diker loker nazar e porar subidha, ar sei songe ektu maya. Morer rikshaw stand e ekti
rikshaw o nei takhon. Tai Ghosh babu ke dekhlam ektu chintito mukhe edik odik dekhchhen, sange char
bachharer chheleti. Futfute ar santo. Bayese rastar chheleti ektu baroi hobe. Dujon dujoner dike takie achhe.
Bhikarini takiye royechhe Ghosh babur dike. Ar ami dotolar barandai dariye sei anischit apekshyar e jeno
sangi hoye gelam.

Apekshya bodhoy ebar ar anischayotar noi, megher garjon sona jetei sakale jeno ektu byasto hoye porlo.
Bhikarini chheleke kachhe tene niye ekta plastic hate dilo. Odike Ghosh babu chheleke kole tule niyechhen,
uni dekchhi chhata niye beron ni. Hotat uni haat tule ishara korlen. Dur theke ekta rikshaw aschhe. Jak,
amio jeno nischinto holam. Kintu bidhata bodhoy ek miniteo nijer leela dekhate paren. Jhom jhomiye bristi neme elo.
Du ekta baro fonta aagei porechhilo, tai chheler matha ta nijer haat diye agle rekhechhilen. Kintu ebar to
samudro-barsan! Ami chenchiye kichhu bolar aagei dekhi rastar chheleti ek chhute plastic niye hazir oder samne.
Muhurte seta banchiye dilo chhotto chheletir dehaabaran. Ei bristi te bheja ei tuku bachhar ekebarei uchit noi.
Ghosh babu khusi holen, ar rikshay uthei chhure dilen ekta coin. Rastay giye porlo, joma jole hariye gelo kothao.
Bhikharini khunjte laglen, riksha cholte laaglo, rastar chheleti sedike takiye bhijte laaglo ar ami cheye roilam
ei notun futfute santo chheletir dike. Ei bristi te oke darun maniyechhe.