Boish kaal'e Maa'er prem lila - অধ্যায় ২৫

Call ta receive hobar por, first aowaj elo, 'slurp slurp slurp ppoonkk', tarpor'i ekta aowaj khub jore, 'thaash' kore aowaj, tarpor Maa'er gola pelam; Maa bollo: "aaaaaaahhhhhhh marle keno, ufff pacha ta jala korche. Ar dhong kore okhane chat te hobe na tomai, charo". Asif bollo: "rag korosh na Janu, tui mu'r mukhe pandli can, tai merechi, besh korechi, sali tui amar rendy. Ita tu'r niche jabar sasti, sobe laura dhokalum, ar tui niche palali, na gele ki hoto". Maa bollo: "dhamna janish na ki hoto, chagol. Babu'r Baba upore chole asto, tao to siri diye koto ta uthe eshechilo. Ektu'r jonno benche gechi, abar tor tana tani te amar chul gulo elo melo hoye gechilo, seta niyeo kotha kotha shonalo. Tui O temon khachor, kaaj'er kaaj na kore, chata chati te pore thakbi, bhalo hobe, ektu porei Babu chole asbe, ar tor kichu kora hobe na. Pore oi rokom kumir'er kanna kende kono labh hobe na". Asif bollo: "arey mu ki korum, tui eli'i to kot khun pore. Ar Choto Babu phone to korar ar time pelu na, jei sala'r khanki Maa to re ektu gutobo, omni phone dilo. Tobe aaj to’re charsi na, magi tui raat’eo asbi nai, abar ekun’o jaldi korbi. Aaj jot khun na mu’r feda portese, tu’re gutomu, se tor morod ashuk, ar Choto babu, ei ghor tar dorja, khidki sob bondho koresi, keu asle baire darabe, mu tu’r futa gulo boro kore tobe charum". Maa bollo: "sade toke harami boli, dekhchish faltu kotha bole time nosto kor aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn uffff, ek barei purota dile uuffff". Asif bollo: "mu khali baje boki tai na, sali baro bhatari magi, tui nije mu're dakli gadon khete, bolli tu'r chele'r ghor'e putki marabi. Ar ekhon mu're gali disos. Sali aaj tu’re dekhamu ke tor malik, khanki tui mu’r rendy, jekhane iche tore gadon dimu, besi bolle, tu’r morod’er samne tu’re nangta kore thapamu, ar Choto babu, aaj asuk sala, or samne or Maa re gutiye pet korum aaj’i". Ami kotha ta sune puro obak, amar Maa ekhon amar ghor'e chodache, holy fuck. Ami shonge shonge amar phone on kore oi spy app tate, oi 'Instant camera on' feature ta khujte laglam. Eri modhe Maa'er gola; Maa bollo: "aaaaaahhh aaaaaaaaaahhhh uufffff hhmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh aro dao, aaaaahhhh aaaaaahh 'thop thop thop' haan haan Mmmmaaaaaahhh uuffff, hhmmmmm ei bhabe koro Asif, aaaaahhhh aaaaaahhh 'thop thop thop', aaaaaaaahhhhhh bonta ta ki chirbe aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh, hhhhhmmmmmmmm 'thop thop thop' dhamna aaaaaaahhhh, oto aaaahhhhh oto jore chuslei dud Mmmmaaaaaaaaaa dud berobe na okhan theke, arektu Asif, arektu aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh 'thop thop thop thop' arektu jore jore koro naaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh. Amm aaammm hhhhhmmmmmmmm uuufffff 'thop thop' ami charchi, tumi aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn themoooooo nnaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh". Asif bollo: “Tu chinta koros nai Magi, tu’re thapiye thapiye, tu’r mai dui tai paka paki bhabe dud anar bebosta korsi aaj, sali amar chele pete dhorbi aaj’i tui. Korsi re khanki, tu’re emon gadon dimu, tor morod’o ghabre jamu. Tu’r sob futa gula dhile kore dimu aaj sali, aro jore chai, sali ne magi, aro jore kha, ne sali. Bol magi, tui kar rendy, bol, bol khanki’r beti”. Maa bollo: “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn Ass ffff ‘thopash thopash’ hhmmm ‘thopash thopash thopash’ Ass Asssiff aste ‘thopash thopash thopash’ aaaaaahhh aaaaaahhhh aaaaaaaaahhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhh ‘thopash thopash’, ar naaaaaaa nnaaaaaaa, ass aste aste. Mmmmmaaaaaaaa lagcchee ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn. Bol cchhiii aaaahhh aaaahhhhh ‘thopash thopash thopash’, amm ami tommaaaarrrrr rendy aaaaahhhhhh Asif shonaaaaa. Tomar ‘thopash thopash thopash’ rendddiiiiiii aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh ‘thhoopaaassssshh’”. Ki jore ekta ‘thopash’ kore aowaj holo, Maa mone hoi kende fello, my goodness ki choda chudche oi Asif ta amar Maa ke. Shit aaj’i na oi suor’er bacha amar Maa ke pregnant kore dei, oi gandu’o kon obhorsha nei. Shit shit, ekhon ami raat’e Maa ke contraceptive pill khaowabo ki kore, shit shit, ekhuni google kore dekhte hobe, je choda’r kotokhun pore ocntraceptive khele kaaj’e dei. Ami oi 'Instant camera on' option ta peye, directly ota tap kore on korlam, kaan’e sudhu Maa’er hapiye jore nishash neowa’e aowaj asche, ek du second'e amar phone'e video ashlo, eta amari room, I'm sure, karon ceiling'e Ben10 Alien Force'er ekta boro poster’er half ta dekhte pachi, Kintu screen ta kemon kaat howa jeno, kintu Maa koi, ar Ben10'er poster dekhte pachi mane, phone ta amar bed'e, karon poster ta theek amar bed'er upor'er ceiling'e. Ebar dekhte pelam oder, ashole ami phone'e dekhchi, tai screen ta choto, jai hok. Screen'er daan pash'e ota ki uthche ar namche, ek second, my fucking goodness, ota amar Maa'er dud, puro pahar'er moton unchu, ar khali utche ar namche. Dud ta baan pashe’r buk theke side’er dike jhule ache, but ki boro, ar nipple ta mone hoi oi unchu ta, naki ami bhul dekhchi. Suor Asif ke dekhte pachi, or right side tai porishkar dekhte pachi, puro body ta noi, gandu ta langto hoye dariye moton ache, jodio dariye na pa bhanj kore boshe, seta bujhte parchi na, tobe amar Maa'er thigh duto shoja hoye ceiling'er dike tule, nijer buk'er sathe chepe rekheche Asif. Maa'er pet tao dekhte pachi side theke, uthche ar namche. Camera'r shamne jhop kore Asif jhuke pore haath rakhlo, jodio haath’er angul gulo ar dekhte pachi na, acha tarmane phone ta kono balish’er upor ache hoito, tai nicher shob kichu porishkar noi. Maa'er paa duto or kandhe uthe ache ekhono. Amar room'er light jolche, Maa ektu ektu kapche, ar ekhono oi hapiye nishash neowar moton aowaj asche. Hotat camera’r tola theke Maa’er baan haath ta uthlo, maduli ta haath’e jhulche, haath tule, amar Maa oi keltu Asif’er daan haath ta bichana theke tule, nijer baan dud’er upor dhoriye dilo, fuck shit. Amar behaya Maa’er kirti kolap dekhe amar bara ei formal pant’er modhe thela theli shuru kore diyeche already. Nijer Maa ke ei bhabe rendy hote dekha ta shotti shohoj na, uff ki kamuk mohilla amar Maa. Asif bollo: "char na magi, koto rosh charbi char. Kintu mu'r feda na dhala obdi tu're charchi na. Tui niche palali, nijer morod'er dak'e. Taile Mu tu'r keu na, mu'r laura voda theike bar kore chole geli sali. Tu're to sasti dimu aaj Khanki, sali tui mu'r kotha na sune chole geli, magi aaj tu'r pet'e mu'r bacha dimu rendy, tor ei mai dui khan theke dud bar korbo 9 mas por, bol ki chai, chele na meye ?". Maa bollo: "Ei na Asif, erom aaaaaaahhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhh koro nnnaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh, amar pet bendhe gele uufffff kelenkari hoye jabe Asif. Aaaaaahhh tumi ish, bapre ki gorom, ish Babu’r bichana ta aaj nosto hobe. Tumi amar gud’er modhe peshaab korcho, chotolok musal-man’er jaat". Harami Asif ta amar Maa’er gud’e bara guje peshaab korche ekhon ar amar Maa pagol'er moton chechache, ar matha churche amar bed'e epash opash'e. Asif harami ta ektu pichon'e shore, nijer bara ta mone hoi bar kore nilo Maa'er gud theke, karon Maa kemon jhop kore bed'e shuyei arch moton hoye gelo, pet ta unchu te tule, Asif'er buk'er paa diye thele. Tarpor jhop kore bed'e flat hoye porlo, Asif Maa'er thigh duto dhore nilo ar abar nijer buk'er sathe chepe dhorlo, kintu Maa kemon 'hokk hokk' kore khub jore henchki toalar aowaj korche, jeno khub hapache. Asif ekta haath Maa'er kolbhag'er kache diye kichu ekta korche, ami porishkar dekhte pachi na, karon Maa'er fola pet'e shob block korche, ar phone ta khub ekta unchu kothau nei, tai camera te oi dik'er kichu dekha jache na, sudhu ekta angle’e Maa’er baan pash ta dekhte pachi ar Asif’er daan pash ta. Sudhu Maa jore kepe uthlo, nijer thigh gulo nariye chechalo; Maa bollo: "nnnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh koro naaaa". Ar ami aaj prothom bar shamne theke nijer Maa ke peshaab korte dekhchi, bapre, eto puro fountain, Maa'er tolpet'er okhan theke, ekta jol'er dhara jore chitke Asif'er kaalo buk'er theek tolai laglo, ar epash opash chitke porte arombho korlo. Bapre amar Maa oi kalo mistiri'r thapano kheye peshaab kore dilo, tao amar bed'e. Maa ekono peshaab korche, ar majhe majhe shorir ta kapache, Maa ki peshaab korar sathe sathe nijer gud’er rosh’o felche naki. Asif'er haath ta ekhono Maa'er kolbhag'er kothau ache. Ekhon Maa'er peshaab ta kata kata hoche, mane chirik kore ektu foarar moton berolo, abar stop, abar ektu berolo, abar stop. Ei rokom porchilo, ar Maa bar bar halka arch korchilo abar shoja hoye jachilo. Asif bollo: "mut magi, aro mut sali. Aaj tor pet'e mu'r bacha dimu. Sali bhabchilum, Bhod-dor bari bou re sobe potiye gadon disi, ekuni pet korbo na tu'r. Mas du tu’re ulte palte khali gadon dimu, futa gula boro korum, tar por tor pet'e mu'r bacha dimu, kintu tui sali rendy magi, amar kotha sunbi na. Sali tu're nangta kore rastai fele thapaleo tu'r sodon bai mitbe nai. Sali tu're 2 ta laura, voda'i putki te ek sathe diye thapale tobe tui jobdo. Sali tu'r voda'r kot ta naralum bole mutli na, arektu korum ?". Maa bollo: "nnnaaaaaaaaaaaa Asif nnnnaaaaa ar ko ko[Maa khub jore hapache, ekhon peshaab kora ta bondho hoyeche], ar orom koro naah. Tumi tumi, bar bar ek kotha keno bolo, bacha neowa eto shojoh noi. Amar boyosh hoyeche, ar amar shami, ekhon ar ei shob'er bepare agrohi noi. Tume chude pet kore dile, ami shomaje ki bolbo, kar bacha ota, amai golai dori deowa chara ar kono poth khola thakbe na Asif. Ektu bojho amar bepar tao. Ar ami to tomar shob kotha suni, tumi jokhon bolo, ami to ashi tomar kache, langto hoyeo din'e raat'e tomar kache paa fank kori. Tumi amar gud'e tomar maal ta felo na, please Asif. Tumi tumi, amar pod maro, joto jore paro amar pod maro, okhane maal ta felo. Ami kichu bolbo na, please Asif, amar kotha ta shono[Maa kotha gulo bolte bolte abar Asif’er haat duto tene nijer dud duto’r upor rakhlo, ami Maa'er baan haath'er maduli ta dekhte pachi, ekdom camera'r upor]". Phone ta tahole Maa'er baan pashe, matha'r kacha kachi kono balish’er upor ache. Asif bollo: “tui mu’r bacha nibi na Janu ? Tu’re eto balobasi, ar tui eta bolte to parli. Ei tui mu’re balobasos. Jaa sali, ar tu’re sudum nai, Jaa tui tu’r morod’er kasei jaa”. Bole Asif Maa’er dud duto chere, shore jachilo Maa’er kolbhag’er kach theke, Maa or haat duto dhore, oke tene nijer buk’er upor anlo, ar nijer thigh duto side kore bar kore, Asif’er komorer pichon’e niye giye, kanchi’r[scissor] moton kore pechiye oke chepe dhore bollo; Maa bollo: “Keno jabo onno karor kache, onno karor kache jaowar hole, tomar kache langto hotam jokhon tokhon. Bollam to, ami ekhon theke tomar, jaa iche koro, sudhu pet kore diyo na bas. Sara khun to Janu Janu kore beracho, ei tuku tei bhalobasha sesh, ar dom nei. Ei naki nijer Maa ke chude duto bacha diye boro birpurush hoyecho, kothai kothai amar pete bacha dite chao. Birpurush’er dom sesh. Acha ekhon taratari sesh kore nao, tarpor ami kaal bhor belai aaj ker moton, tomar kache, tomar janaat’er pori seje jabo khun, joto nongrami korar koro, ami manage kore nebo. Hoyeche, ebar raag komeche, dekhi mukh ta dekhi[Maa’er baan haat ta uthe gola’r dike gelo, but ota camera’r range’er baire, tai kichui dekhte pachi na, ora ki korche, oder du jon’eri buk’er upor theke blind spot, mane kichu dekha jache na. Kemon ekta aowaj hoche, ‘chooo chooo’, Maa ebar dekhchi Asif’er peeth’e haat bulote bulote, or pacha ta dhore chotkache, ar nijer paa duto arektu nichu kore, Asif’er pacha’r tolai diye diyeche, hotat ‘choo choo’ aowaj ta ektu jore hoye theme gelo, Maa bollo]. Ebar raag komeche ektu, baki raag ta amar pichon’e barkoro dekhi, kut kut korche onek khun dhore, sei shondhe belai eshei ekbar angul dhukiyechile aaj. Ebar ektu bhalo kore ador kore dao pichon tai”. Asif bollo: “Sudhu chumu khele raag kome na re Janu, tu’r kotha ta mone lagse, balobasha hole bacha nite osubida kemna. Bacha hole balobasha bare re janu, sotti bolsi. Mu bhablum, samner mase mu’r jonom din’e tui mu’re khus khabri ta dibi, je tu’r pet’e mu’r bacha dhukse. Koto anondo petum. Tui sotti chas na mu’r bacha nite, naki ekhon nibi na ? Age sotti kotha bol, tar por tu’r putki thapamu, ar aaj ghor’e fire, tu’re chat’e dekhe ar thakte pari nai, tai ese chilum, tui nangta holi na, tai ektu ungli korlum, nangta na hole thapiye moja ase nai”. Maa bollo: “Sei ek kotha, uufff babah. Acha theek ache, ami bhebe dekhbo, bacha tacha moja’r kotha noi, onek bhabna chinta korte hoi. Sudhu chude maal dhallei kaaj sesh na. Tomar jonmo din kobe, ami tar age bhebe chinte tomai janabo. Kintu ami joto khun na bolchi, tumi amar gud’e tomar maal felbe na, mone thake jeno. Hoyeche, ar kono raag taag nei to. Ebar tahole amar pichon tai ektu ador koro. Emnitei tumi condom pore amai korbe na, koto din ar pod’e maal felbe, je kono din emni’i ami poati hoye jabo, alada kore korte hobe na tomai. Ami to ar contraceptive pill khai na, je pet’e bacha asbe na. Ar ebar theke amar kache ashar age, mukh ta bhalo kore dhuye asbe, nongra gondho beroche”. Asif bollo: “[abar sei ‘choooo choooo’ aowaj] Ei jonno, mu tu’re eto balobasi, tui mu’r sona Janu re. Mu jantum tui theek bujhte to parbi, samner mas’er 30 tarik mu’r jonom din. Janu oi din to te, tui sudhu amar sopno ta sotti kore de. Janu tui jokun, mu’r bacha pet’e niye nangta hoye, pet fuliye ghurbi. Janu sotti bolchi, ami sara khun tu’r putki te mu’r laura guje rakhbo, kosom dichi, tu’r mai dui khan theke dud khamu, ufff Janu re[abar sei ‘choooo choooo’ aowaj. Maa dekhlam jei oi rokom aowaj hoche, Asif’er pacha ta khamche dhorche, shit eta ki kiss korar aowaj, oi keltu mistiri ta amar Maa ke kiss korchilo eto bar dhore, haan Maa’o to bollo ektu age]”. Maa bollo: “[ebar Maa Asif’er pacha chere, nijer haat diye, Asif’er peeth’e ekta chor marlo ‘chotash’ kore, ar bollo] Dhamna, kokhon theke bolchi, pichon ta kut kut korche, chulkache, tar belai kono patta nei, okaaj korte dile shobar age, kaaj’er belai tomar tiki tuku paowa jai na, ekhuni to Babu chole asbe, taratari sesh koro. Or bichana tao to ghente gache, peshaab poreche, shob paltate hobe, nao nao otho dekhi”. Ami ar oi cubicle’e boshe ei shobe dekhte ar sunte parbo na, ami ekhuni bara na narale, I swear amar pant’er modhei maal pore jabe, ar seta hoye gele kelenkari’r sesh thakbe na. Na na ekhuni washroom’e jete hobe amai. Ami ektu takiye delkhlam, ora tin jon mon diye amar cabin’e boshe kaaj korche, ami aste kore chair theke uthe, phone ta haat’e niye, washroom’er dike gelam, washroom’e dhuke, ekta latrine’e shuke, door lock kore, nijer pant ta khullam, ar bara ta bar kore narate narate abar phone’er screen’e chokh dilam. Kono aowaj asche na, sudhu dekhlam Asif abar ager position’e ektu uthe gelo, kintu Maa ar shuye nei, uthe boshe ache, ebar camera’r dike mukh kore hamaguri dilo, Maa’er daan side ta ekhon visible, uff daan dud ta jaa jhulche, pet tao ektu jhulche, Asif gandu ta, Maa’er pichon’e oi bhabe, paa bhanj kore dariye, nijer bara narate narate, Maa’er pacha chotkache ek haath’e. Ebar harami Asif ta amar Maa’er pod marbe, ufff ki drishyo. Hotat kore Asif Maa’er pacha tai angul ghoshte ghoshte bollo; Asif bollo: “Janu tui e dik’e mukh kor, O dik to te balis’e dhipi hoye ase. Mu aaj boddo khusi re, tu nije bolli, mu’r bacha nebar kotha bhab bi. Aaj tu’r putki shona take dhile na koire charsi na”. Maa bollo: “Acha baba hochi[bole Maa badho meye’r moton ghure, oi dike mukh kore, camera’r dike pacha kore hamaguri dilo, Maa besh kichu ta egiye gache, tai Maa’er duto pachai dekhte pachi ekhon, baan dud tao jhule ache, ar baan haat’er maduli tao konui’er kache ektu dhile hoye jhulche, Maa ghar kaat kore epashe takiye Asif ke bollo], nao hoyeche, ebar shuru koro, deri hoye jache”. Uff Maa jokhon ghar kaat kore epash’e takalo, puro sex bomb lagchilo, fuck me, ami ekhane handle marchi, ar oi suor’er bacha Asif harami, amar eto sexy Maa’er pod marte jache, ekei bole bhaggo. Asif bichanai uthe dariye porlo, tarpor Maa’er mukhe’er shamne dariye, paa fank kore, nijer darano kalo bara take, Maa’er gaal’e ektu ghoshlo. Maa khali mukh ta shoriye onno dike kore niche, jate mukh’e or bara ta na dhoke, Asif ebar shamne jhuke Maa’er peeth’e haat buliye, aro jhuke Maa’er pacha duto shamne theke dariye, tipte laglo, ekta jinish kheyal korlam. Asif’er bara ta Maa’er mukh’er kache ekdom dulche ar Maa epash’e mukh kaat kore, hamarguri diye boshe ache. Maa’er mukh’er expression dekhe je keu bolte parbe, Maa or bara chuste chaiche na, sala mistir’r bara abar keu chose naki, jodio ei mistir’r bara ekhon amar Maa’er pod’e dhukbe. Asif ebar ar deri na kore, uthe dariye porlo, ar Maa’er pichon dike chole elo. Eshe, Maa’er pacha duto tene fank kore, nichu hoye, ‘thu thu thu’ kore onek bar thutu dilo, bodhoi Maa’er pod’e thutu dilo, camera’i shob kichu dekha jache na, emon angle’e ache Maa, tobe porishkar shona jache. Maa sudhu ektu pacha naralo, ar ghar kaat kore pichon’e takalo michke henshe, bapre. Asif nijer signal peye gache monehoi. Sala harami ta uthe dariye porlo Maa’er pacha’r ekdom pichon’e, ar Maa’er pacha ta du haat’e tene fank kore, aste aste kore nijer komor namiye, nijer bara ta adjust kore Maa’er pacha’r fank’e boshlo ektu. Maa aowaj korlo; Maa bollo: “aaaaaaaaaaannnn hhmmmm jache, ebar chap dao”. Asif bollo: “disi, kintu tui jore chechash na magi, niche tu’t morod ase, sunte pele tu’r sathe mu’r putki tao fatabe. Tui jore chechash na Janu”. Asif’er ekta haat ekhon nijer bara te ar ekta haat diye Maa’er pacha fank kore tene ache. Ebar jhop kore chepe Maa’er pachai boshe porlo Asif. Edike Maa chitkar kore uthlo; Maa bollo: “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn ki dile go, uuffff puro ta dhuke gache, uuuffff babah. Uufff, ebar jore jore koro dekhi tomar Janu ke. Ekhon beshi shomoi nei kintu, Babu chole asbe ekhuni, taratari sesh koro dekhi Shona, hhhhmmmm”. Asif bollo: “Sara din pure, sobe tu’r putki te dilum ar omni taratari korbo, can korbo. Tu’r putki dhile koire tarpor charum tu’re, je ase asuk. Ne kha dekhi”. Bole Asif Maa’er komor duto shokto kore dhore, nijer komor tule bara ta ektu bar kore, jhop kore boshe porlo abar Maa’er pachai. Maa ektu jore chitkar korlo abar; Maa bollo: “aaaaaaaaahhhhhh ‘thop’ uuuffff dao dao, aro jore jore dao na, theme gele keno. Khub to bolchile amar pet kore debe, tarpor tomar bacha pete ashle, amai langto kore shara khun pod marbe, kemon kore pod marbe, ektu dekhao na aaj. Oi bhabei koro na aaj, mone koro amar pet’e tomar bacha ache ekhon, sei bhabei koro na ekhon”. Bloody fuck, Maa ki bolche, tarmane amar Maa decide kore niyeche oi harami’r bacha nebe nijer pet’e. Fucking hell, ami thakte seta hobe na. Ami hote debo na. Asif dekhlam, ebar nijer paa duto Maa’er pet’er du pash’e rakhlo, nijer pacha ta ektu pichon’e thele ekdom Maa’er pacha’r pichon’e set korlo, mone to hoche or bara ekhono Maa’er pod’ei ache. Asif shamne jhuk’er Maa’er dud duto peeth’er pash theke khamche dhore, ektu tipe chotke, ekebare Maa’er peeth’er upor jhuke pore, Maa’er peeth kamre, ekta gatiye thap dilo ‘thopash’ kore. Maa puro kepe uthlo, ar tar sathe chitkar,kintu Asif ar na theme oi bhabei chude chollo; Maa bollo: “aaaaaaaaahhhhhh ‘thopash’ hhhaaaannnn uuufff, ei bhabe aaaaaaaaahhhhhh ‘thopash thpoash’ hhhmmmmmm Assiifff aaaaahhhhhh aaaaaaaahhh aaaaaaahhhh ‘thopash thopash thopash’ uuuffffff Mmaaaaaaaa, dao aro aro hhhhhmmmmmmm aro jore suor’er bachaaaaaaaaa ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ aaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnn[Asif’er protita thap’e Maa kepe kepe shamen egiye jache, kintu Asif shokto kore Maa’er dud duto dhore ache tai Maa ek jaigai ache ekhono, nahole chitke porto shamne]”. Asif bollo: “[Maa’er peth theke mukh tule, ektu peeth ta jeeb diye chete bollo]Sali rendy, koto nokra korli magi. Taile nibi to mu’r bacha tu’r pet’e, sali mu’re kahli gaal dis to, khanki tor pet’e ei chotolok’er bacha’i dimu, ekta noi re magi, mu duto bacha dimu tu’r pet’e. Tu’r morod jodi tu’re bar koire dei, mu tu’re mu’r geram’e niye jamu, okene, mu’r ghor’e tui mu’r bibi hoye thakbi. Tu’re nangta kore din raat gadon dimu, sali thapiye thapiye tu’r voda ar putki dhile na koire dile, mu’r nam Asif to nai. Kha sali, tu’r ei hin-du pacha khana ja banaichos, sali mu’r pura geram ke diye tu’re sudamu. Aro ne khanki, bol mu tu’r ke, bol magi, bol[bole gatiye gatiye Maa’er pod marte thaklo Asif ar sathe Maa’er dud chotkache]”. Maa bollo: “hhaaaaaaaaannnn ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh nebo nebo nebo aaaaaaahhhhhh ‘thopash thopash’ aaaaaaaaahhhh aaaaaaahh aaaaaaahhhh aaaaaaahhhh Maaaaaaaaahhhhhhh mmmmmmmm ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash thopash’, aaam aammar dud gulo chire ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh Asif. Uuuffffff aro dao aro dao aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh, hhhaann hhaaaannn ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’. Ammi tomar aaaaaaahhhhh ami tomar rendy, aaaaaahhhhh ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash thopash’ hhhhmmmmmmmm uuuufffff, ami tomar kutti Asif. Ami shob korbo aaaaaaaahhhh ‘thopash thopash thopash’ tomar jonno, baaaaa aaaaaahhhh baacha’o nebo, ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ langto hoye hhhhhmmmm hoye aaahhhhh chodabo je jekhane tuuuummiiiiii aaaaaaaahhhhh ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash’ tumi bolbe. Sudhu amai chodo, cchhooddd naaaaaahhhh rendi’r chele, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh aro jor joo ‘thopash thopash thopash thopash thopash thopash’ ami char aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn”. Maa nijer pacha kapache, Asif full speed’e pod mere jache Maa’er. Maa hotat kore nijer matha ta upore tule dilo, Asif ki bujhlo ke jane, Maa’er baan kandh ta chete, Maa’er baan haath’er bogol’er kach ta ektu chatlo, Maa omni chodate chodate, epash fire, nijer baan haat ta tule Asif’er matha’r chul gulo khamche dhore tene nijer ghar’er kache anlo, Maa’er bogol’er chul gulo dekha jache side theke. Maa’er mukh ta ekhon dekhte pachi na, Asif’er matha’i block hoye ache view ta. Tobe Asif hapate hapate bollo; Asif bollo: “Khanki magi, uuuffff ar parum nai. Tu’r putki te feda dhalsi re Janu, dhor sali, tor notun morod’er feda[tarpor Asif nijer komor tule ekta ‘thopash’ kore maratok jore thap mere Maa’er peeth’e prai netiye gelo]”. Maa bollo: “mmmmmmmmmmmm ‘choo chhooo’ mmmmmmmmmmmmm hhhhmmmmmmmmm ‘chooo choo’ mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm[Maa’er mukh to dekhte pachi na, sudhu ei shob aowaj hoche khali, Maa ekhono Asif’er matha’r chul dhore tene, mone hoi kiss korche, ar nijer gud’er rosh charche, ar tar sathe Asif’o mone hoi Maa’er pod’e maal dhele dilo. Maa’er pacha ta thele uporer dike tulche Maa, mone hoi Asif’er maal ta puro nijer pod’e nite chaiche]”. Asif’er haat ta ekhono Maa’er dud duto tipche ar charche, eto khun pore ami Maa’er Mangalsutra ta dekhte pelam, Maa’er gola theke jhulche. Fuck shit eta ki chilo, porn movie’o eto maratok hoi na. Era kara re bhai, amar nijer Maa ei rokom chodon khon mohilla, bapre. Niche takiye dekhi amar bara theke ono boroto maal porche, amar paa duto halka kapche, shit, phone ta sudhu, oi latrine’er wall ta dhore, helan dilam, bapre baap. Ami phone ta pocket’e dhukiye, earphone ta khule shirt’er pocket’e rakhlam, ar kono mote haath bariye, toilet paper roll theke kichu ta paper chire niye, age nijer bara ta puchlam, eto maal matro age ek bar’i porechilo, Maa ke bathroom’e langto dekha’r por. Ke jane amar pant’e maal pore gelo kina.