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Chapter 1 - Yuge Yuge Tumi Amar Sathi,part-2

Yuge Yuge Tumi Amar Sathi (Part-2)

Romantic Story | ~900 words

Shondhya nemechhe dhire dhire. Akasher rong jeno komol komol lal theke jhore giye dhushor hoye jacche. Arjun ekla boshe ache sei purono banyan gachher niche—sei jayga, jekhane se protidin ashto, sudhu ekta ashar jonno… she abar ashbe.

Kintu aaj o asheni.

Part-1 e jekhane sesh hoyechhilo, Arjuner mone akta obak proshno chhilo—keno bar bar tar jibon e eshe daralo sei meyeta, jar chokh du'to chhilo porichito, kintu naam, porichoy sob kichu chhilo ajana? Sei meyeta—Meghla.

Arjun chokh bondho kore shei muhurto gulo mone korte thake. Prothom dekha—brishtir modhye, Meghlar bhije jawa chul, aar tar chokhe ajana koshto. Tarpor protidin alpo alpo kotha… kintu kokhono nijer jibon niye kichu bole ni Meghla. Jeno se sudhu ekta shopno—ja dhorte gele hariye jay.

"Arjun…"

Komol ekta shobdo tar kane dhuke gelo. Arjun chokh khule takiye dekhe—she! Meghla! Shada salwar e, chokhe sei alok—kintu aaj kichu alada lagchhe.

"Tumhi eto din kothay chile?" Arjuner kothay chhilo obhiman, chhilo anondo o.

Meghla hashar cheshta korlo, kintu sei hashite chhilo bedona. "Ami thakleo, tumi dekhte pao na shob somoy…"

Arjun bhabhe—eta ki rokom kotha?

"Ki bolte chao tumi?" se proshno kore.

Meghla dhire boshe pore tar pashe. "Arjun, tumi ki kokhono mone korechho—amader dekha howa ta shudhu eto diner na?"

Arjun chokh bhore takiye thake. "Mane?"

"Jeno onek jug dhore amra ek oporer… jeno bar bar hariye giye abar peyechhi…"

Ei kotha shune Arjuner buk jore uthe. Karor sathe eto alpo somoy e eto gorhito jogajog—eta ki shudhu coincidence?

"Amar mone hoy, ami tomar jonno opekkha korechi onek din," Arjun shanto kintu gorhito kothay bole.

Meghlar chokh jol e bhore uthe. "Ami o…"

Hawa jore boye jay. Gachher pata gulo jeno kotha bolche. Sei muhurte dujon ek oporer chokhe takiye thake—kono kotha nei, kintu shob kotha bole fela hoye geche.

Kintu achanak Meghla uthe dariye pore.

"Amake jete hobe," se bollo.

"Ebaro?" Arjuner kothay koshto.

Meghla matha noralo. "Ami jodi deri kori, tahole hoyto aar konodin dekha hobe na…"

"Eta ki rokom kotha Meghla! Tumi kothay thako? Amar sathe cholo, ami tomake hariye jete debo na!"

Arjun tar haath dhorte cheshta kore—kintu… tar haath shudhu hawa ke chhuye jay.

Se chokh bere takay—Meghla kichu dure dariye, kintu jeno alpo alpo kore osposhto hoye jacche.

"Arjun, shob shomoy shob kichu thake na… kintu bhalobasha thake," Meghlar kotha jeno dur theke asche.

"Na! Tumi jabe na! Ami tomake khujte ber korbo!" Arjun chita kore uthe.

Meghla shesh barer moto hashe—sei hashite chhilo shanti, chhilo bidai.

"Juge juge… ami tomar sathe thakbo…"

Tarpor se chole jay—hawa te mile.

Arjun akla dariye thake. Tar buk jeno bhanga. Eta ki shotti chhilo? Na ki sudhu shopno?

Porer din theke Arjun Meghla ke khujte berote thake. Sei jayga, sei path, sei brishti—kothao Meghla nei.

Ekdin se purono ekta library te giye boshe. Mon ta kharap, kintu kichu ekta khujte chai. Sekhane ekta purono diary pay—dhulo joma, kintu bhitor e lekha.

Diary ta khule dekhe—prothom page e lekha:

"Yuge Yuge Tumi Amar Sathi…"

Arjuner buk kanpe uthe. Se porte thake—

Sekhane ek meyer golpo—jar naam chhilo Meghla. Se likhechhilo tar bhalobashar kotha—Arjun naam er ek cheler jonno. Kintu shei golpo 30 bochor ager!

"Eta ki kore possible?" Arjun nijeke jiggesh kore.

Tarpor se ekta chhobi dekhe—purono, holud hoye jawa. Chhobite ek meye—ekdom Meghlar moto!

Library r lok ke jiggesh kore Arjun. Se bole, "Haan, eta onek purono golpo. Sei meyeta accident e mara giyechhilo. Bole, she naki tar bhalobashar jonno opekkha korto…"

Arjuner matha ghure jay.

Tahole… Meghla…?

Sei raat e Arjun abar sei banyan gachher niche ashe. Mon e ekta asha—jodi she abar ashe?

"Meghla… tumi thakle ekbar esho… ami ekhane achi…"

Hawa jore boye jay. Pata gulo nora chora kore.

Achanak, tar samne ek komol alok.

Meghla abar eshechhe.

"Arjun…" tar kotha komol, kintu ebar aro dure.

"Tumhi… tumi ki…?" Arjun kotha sesh korte pare na.

Meghla hashlo. "Ami shudhu ekta smriti… ekta bhalobasha, ja shomoy keo harate pare na."

Arjuner chokhe jol. "Tahole amader ki hobe?"

Meghla kachhe eshe dariye bole—"Jodi bhalobasha shotti hoy, tahole seta kokhono sesh hoy na… ei jonme na holeo, onno kono jonme… abar dekha hobe."

Arjun chokh bondho kore. Tar mon bole—eta sesh noy.

Jokhon se abar chokh khule—Meghla nei.

Kintu ebar Arjun hashe.

Karor jonno opekkha kora—jeta age koshto chhilo, ekhon seta asha.

Karor jonno bhalobasha—jeta age chhilo proshno, ekhon seta uttor.

Se jane—ei golpo ekhanei sesh noy.

Karor jonno, kono ekta notun dine, abar shuru hobe—

Yuge Yuge Tumi Amar Sathi…

Author Thought (Parikshit Halder):

Shotti bhalobasha kokhono more na, shomoy sudhu take notun rup e fire ane.

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