Amar nam Raj, sobe madhyamik
diyechi, ma-babar ekmatra chele, ma-
baba dujonei doctor. Tai flat-e pray
ekai thaki. Amader flat-er ekdam ulto
dike kakima ebang tar sasuri thake.
Kaku bideshe chakri kore, bachare
ekbar ase. Dujoneri figure dekhar
moto. Kakima (mina)-r bayas 25-26
hobe o tar sasurir(sumitra) bayas
46-47 hobe.
Ami kakimar bari pray jai, kakima ar
tar sasurir songe golpo kori. Ekdin
sakale baba- ma beriye jaoar por ekta
xxx chaliye dekchi eman samay darjay
kara narar sabdo. Ami chat pat t.v ar
d.v.d bandho kore darja khule dekhi
kakima dariye ache. Kakima amar
pant-er samner dike takiye muchki
hese bollo – “ki re ki korchis? Basto
achis?” ami kakimar chokher dike
takiye lajja peye matha nichu kore
bollam-“na na ei ektu boi
porchilam…..keno go?”.
Mina – tahole ekbar amader ghore ai,
ma-er komor theke payer nich
porjonto batha korche. Ami – tahole
doctor daki. Mina – na na ektu malish
kore dile thik hoye jabe, annyadin ami
malish kore di, kintu ajke amar hath
batha korche bole toke daklam, jodi
kichu mone na koris tahole ektu
malish kore dibi? Ami – are na na
mone korar ki ache, tumi jao ami
ghore tala diye jachhi.
Kakima abar amar uchu hoye thaka
pant-er dike ek jhalak takiye muchki
hese chole gelo. Ami ghore dhuke
bathroom-e giye pechhab korar por
amar khara bara khanikta naram hote
ami ghore tala lagiye kakimar darjay
toka marlam. Kakima dorja khule
amake isaray bedroom-er dike jete
bole, dorja bondho kore dilo. Ami
bedroom-e na giye dariye roilam,
kakima dorja bondho kore amake
dariye thkte dekhe bollo – ki re dariye
achis keno….chol..chol… ami kakimar
sathe ek pa ek pa kore bedroom-e
dhuklam.
Dekhi kakimar sasuri upor hoye suye
ache. Amake dekhe bollo- oh tui
esechis…ai ai baba….khub batha
korche re…ektu malish kore de baba.
Ami – ki diye malish korbo, kono tel ba
malam…… Sumi amar katha thamiye
diye bollo – age hath diye kor tarpor
toke bolbo ki diye malish korbi. Ami
giye sumitrar payer kache bose sari-
sayar upor diye aste aste hatur nich
porjonto malish korte laglam. Uhh ki
naram payer mangso gulo, ami ayesh
kore tipte laglam, ar amar bara
maharaj ektu ektu kore sakto hote
laglo.
Minute 2 malish korar por sumitra
bollo – ore sari-saya tule malish kor,
na hole aram pachhi na. Ami kanpa
kanpa hathe ektu ektu kore sari saya
hatu obdi tule dilam. Sumitrar sada
dhabdhabe mangsolo pa duto amar
samne beriye porlo. Paye cheler der
mato bara bara chul. Ami bhabte
laglam-jar paye eto chul tar na jani
gude kato chul…iss jodi gud ta ektu
dekhte petam. Ei sab katha bhabtei
amar bara char char kore kache tang
hoye amar barmudar samneta khocha
marte laglo,
Amr kan duto-te bo bo kore sabdo
hochhe, amar sara sarire ekta advut
sirsirani hochhe. Amar hat duto aste
aste abas hoye asche. Ami kono
rakame hatu porjonto tipchi. Hathat
kheyal korlam sumitra bolche – ki re
kakhon theke dakchi, eto anmona
hoye ki bhabchis? Ami amta amta kore
bollam – na na koi kichu na to. Sumi –
ami bolchi je ek jaygay na ghose ebar
malish korte korte komor porjonto
uthe ay,
Dekhis abar saya-sarir upor diye
komor porjonto uthis na jeno, bhetore
hath diyei malish kor, amar khub aram
hochhe. Ar mina tui ekta kaj kor, tui
ektu khani amar pith-ta malish kore
de. Kakima sasurir katha mato khate
uthe sasurir matha nijer kole niye,
blouser upor diye sumitrar pith malish
korte laglo. Edike ami aste aste saya-
sarir bhetor diye amar hath chaliye
sumitrar naram, mota thaite malish
korte laglam.
Ami thaite malish korte korte hath
diye thele aste aste saya-sari upor dike
tulte laglam, kramasa sumitrar mota
mota sada thai duto amar chokher
samne unmukto hote laglo. Thai hath ghoste ghoste ektu upor
dike tultei amar angul sumitrar birat
uchu mangsolo pachay dhakka khelo,
naram tultule pachay besh koyekbar
hath chaliye ami kame phete giye
pacha dekhar jannya saya-sari ar ektu
tule dilam….sumitrar nagna pachar
ardhekta amar samne beriye porlo.
Ami khub ayesh kore sumitrar thai ar
pachar birat khaje hath ghoste laglam.
Ami ekta ghorer modhhe malish korte
korte sunte pelam kakima bolche –
ma, tumi blouse ta khule felo, tahole
khali pithe malish korte parbo. Ei katha
sune ami malisher gati komiye oder
dike takalam. Dekhlam du hate bhor
diye samneta khat theke tule dhoreche
ar kakima ek mone pat pat kore
blouser huk gulo khulche. Ami mai
dekhar lobhe malisher gati komiye oi
dike cheye roilam.
Sab huk ghulo kholar hoye gele
sumitra abar kakimar kole matha
rekhe suye porlo, ar kakima aste aste
pichon dik diye blouse khulte laglo,
puro blouse ta khule nitei mai
sumitrar ba diker birat manata dekhte
pelam. Sumitrar sarirer chape manata
bichanay ekdam chepe giye buker
baire anekta beriye ache. Kakima
dekhlam ekbaro amar dike na takiye
ek mone pith malish korte laglo, pith
malish korte korte kakimar hath
sumitrar mana chuye chuye aste laglo.
Ami ebar dhire dhire sumitrar saya-
sari aro ektu tule puro pachata nagno
kore dilam, sumitrar nagno pacha
dekhe kame amar bichi tantan kore
uthlo, sumitrar pachar bara bara kalo
chul gulo pachar khaje dhuke geche.
Pachar khaj ta chuler jangole kalo hoye
ache. Ami dhire dhire pachay hath
bolate bolate pachar khaj tene putki
dekhar chesta korte laglam, kintu baler
jongole Dhaka putki ami dekhte pelam
na.
Ami nijeke ar samlate na pere dhire
dhire pukir khaje angul chalate laglam,
kheyal korlam sumitrar mukh diye
ekta gonganir sabdo hochhe. Ami ar
ektu sahas kore pachar khaj barabar
angul guder dike chaliye dilam, ekta
naram tultule, harhare phola phola
mangse amar angul atke gelo. Chokhe
na dekheo ami bujhte parlam ota
sumitrar gud. Gude angul thektei
sumitra kakimar kol theke mukh tule
aaaaihhhh…..ohh…ohhh… kore sitkar
diye pa duto aro chorie dilo.
Pa saratei ami angul ekdam soja thele
dilam. Amar angul soja sumitrar
garam rasalo gude dhuke gelo. Gude
angul dhuktei sumitra kame phete
giye sitkar diye bole uthlo –
ooohhhh…..sala khachhar kothay angul
dhokali re….aaiihhhh…ehh…
ehhh….ami chikar sune bhoy peye giye
angul ber korar agei sumitra mota
mota thai duto die amar hath chepe
dhore bollo – oihhhh….sala…ahhh…
rakh..rakh sala amar phutoy angul
dhukiye rakh….ohh..sala khachhar
dekh kothay angul dhukiyechis.
Ei bole sumitra hathat soja hoye suye
porlo, amar angul takhano sumitrar
guder bhitor dhokano. Sumitra khisti
diye bole uthlo – sala
bokachoda..ohh…sala takhan theke
amar ganre hath buliye amar gude
raser ban dakiye etokhhone angul
dhokali…chal sala
madarchod….taratari pant khol….tor
akhamba diye amar gud malish kor
bokachoda…. Ami ar deri na kore saya
sari upore tule ditei sumitrar urboshi
gud amar chokher samne…
Ami abak hoye dekhchi ki birat gud…
guder bedi duto eto phola phola je
baler jangol-o oder dheke rakhte pare
ni. Ami ekmone gud dekhchi ar gude
angul chalachhi, eman samay sumitra
dhamak diye bole uthlo – oh..sala
madarchod.. ki dekhchis ha kore, sala
barite giye mayer gud ha kore
dekhbi..chal sala bara dhukiye age
amar gud santo kor….
Ami ebar gud theke angul ber kore
ektane .barmuda khultei amar 8” lamba 6”
mota bishal barata bisri bhabe dulte
laglo. Dekhi kakima ar sumitra dujonei
ha kore amar barar dike cheye ache.
Ami mone sahash ene jiggasa korlam
– ki re khanki magi pachanda
hoyeche? Ei sune sumitra ha ha kore
bole uthlo – oohh..sala pachanda kire
uuuffff…..sala ki laora baniyechis…isss
mago…ki baro ar ki mota…ohh sala ei
bayase ei bara ki kore banali re
chodna…uh
Sali mina ami toke bolechilam, je salar
khub chodon bai…sala phak pelei
amader mai pachar duluni dekhto….oh
sala nischoi magi chude chude tui ei
bara baniechis… ami barar chamrata
tene lal chakchake birat mundita ber
korte korte bolalm – na re Sali
khanki..aj-e pratham
chudbo….gudmarani tor halhale gud
merei amar chodar jibon suru korbo.
Sumi – halhale tor mayer gud re sala
gudmaranir beta….bokachoda dekh na
chude…
Tor maa ke chodar theke besi aram
pabi..chal sala bak bak na kore chod…
chude amar gud thanda kor…
ohh….sala abar katodin por amar gude
bara dhukbe…aahhh Sali mina dekh
Sali amar ki bhagya ei bayeshe achoda
barar chodan khabo….khanki magi ha
kore dekhchis ki…tuio gud keliye sue
por….tor bhatarer theke eta onek
baro….
Ami ar deri na kore hatu mure
sumitrar du payer phake bose bara
sakta kore dhore guder mukhe thekie
thelte laglam kintu gude dhuklo na.
Sumitra dant much khechiye bollo –
anek hoyeche sala amar upore lamba
hoye so..ami tor bara gude dhukiye
nichhi. Ami sumitrar katha mato
lamba hoye or naram sarire suye
porlam, sumitra amader sarirer
majhkhan diye hath dhukiye amar
louha kathin barata tipe dhore guder
mukhe set kore du pa diye amar
komor pechiye dhore mrlo ek chap.
Phacha….atttt kore puro barata
sumitrar garam rasalo gude gelo, ami
sukhe sumitrar chul khamche dhore,
mukhe mukh diye or patla patla thot
chuste laglam, sumitrar mukh theke
uummhhh…uummhh….kore gonganir
sabdo hochhe. Ami chap die barata
aro thele dhorlam, sumitra aro jore
jore hmmm…hmm… awaj korte laglo.
Minute 5-ek oi bhabe oke chepe dhore
rakhar por, sumitra jor kore amar
mukh theke mukh sariye khisti diye
bole uthlo – ohhh….re..sala
madarchod…..oohhh…oohh…..sala
khankir chele….thele thele barata amar
jarayute dhukiye diyeche
re….ooohhhhh….mmmaaaa….ggoooo……
oh sala ki sukh…aaaaihhhh…eehhhh…
eehhh…ooh…sala…madarchod ki sukh
tor laorar mathay…oohh..oohh..oohh…
sala tor kelata jarayute ghasa lege ki
sukh dichhe re…oooiihhh…sala….ar
parchi na …
Bokachoda…thapano suru kor…. Ami oi
obasthay sumitra-ke chepe dhore
barar gorata or guder mukhe chepe
chepe ghaste laglam, sumitrar guder
bara bara bal amar talpete ghasa lege
darun sukh dichhilo, ami kame chat
phat korte korte ek tane sumitrar
anchal sariye ditei ami abak hoye
gelam – amar samne birat birat sada
sada duto mai, thik majhkhane duto
choto kalo balay ar tar thik majhkhane
duto 1.5” lamba kalo bonta. Kalo
angurer mato lamba bonta duto kame
khara hoye ache.
Ami kanpa kanpa hate mai duto alto kore chepe dhorla – ki
naram tultule mai, amar angul gulo
mai-er modhhe dhuke gelo, ami aste
aste tipte tipte kakimar dike takalam,
dekhi kakima saya sari upore tule dan
hater madhyama diye khach khach
kore gud khechche ar ba hath diye
blouser upor diye nijer dabka mana
pak pak kore tipche, kakimar ekdam
pariskar kore kamano gud ta ras lege
chak chak korche.
Ami dekhchi dekhe kakima du hath
diye guder bedi duto tene bisri bhabe
gudta keliye dhorlo, kakimar guder lal
phutota spasta dekha jachhe. Edike
sumitra kame chirbirie amake dhamak
diye bole uthlo – ki re sala chodna…
takhan theke gude brara these rekhe ki
ganr marachhis…bokachoda thapano
suru kor….amio mai duto sajore tipe
dhore bollam – oi magi
haramjadi….gudmarani…magi dekchis
na tor khanki bouma ki bhabe amake
gud keliye dekhachhe…
Ohh salir ki gud re magi….uhh Sali
mina taratari sab kichu khule langto
hoye amar kache ay…oohh…oohh…Sali
amar katodiner ichha magi tor oi
rasalo gude bara deoar…. Ami ei bole
sumitrar mai mayda thasa korte korte
komor kheliye thapano suru korlam.
Thapano suru kortei sumitra
prachanda sukhe du hath mathar upor
tule chadar khamche dhore oohh…
oohh…oohhh..ooh.. sala ki such…
aaaihhh…eh eh… mago katodin por
gude barar thap kachhi .. aiihhh…sala
mar mar sala mere gud phatiye de….
Sumitrar bagol bhorti kalo baler jangal
dekhe ami ar thakte na pere bagoler
chul khamche dhore bollam – oihh…
Sali…gudmarani..isss..magi kato chul
re Sali tor bagole… Sumitra –
aahhh..sala damna bachha uuhhh…
mago tanis ni re omni kore… uhh sala
lagche re….. ami bagoler chul
khamchano bandho kore, bagoler
chule hath bolate bolate or ekta bonta
mukhe niye thapate suru korlam.
Odike kakima sab kichu khule langto
hoye gud khachate khachate sumitrar
pase suye ekta bonta mukhe pure
chuste suru korlo, ami kakimake isara
korte kakima dan hate bhor diye kat
hoye sue ba hath diye sumitrar mai
mayda dala korte korte ba pa ta phaka
kore gud ta keliye dhorlo. Amio ar deri
na kore dan hater madhyama kakimar
urboshi gude dhukiye dilam.
Kakimar guder garame angul jeno
pure jabe mone holo, prachanda kame
kakimar gudta khap khap kore angulta
kamre dhorche ar guder bhetor theke
har har kore ras beriye asche. Ami ba
hath diye sumitrar dan bagoler chule
hath bolate bolate thapate thaklam.
Sumitra ba hath bariye kakimar chuler
muti dhore tene kakimar birat mana
duto nijer mukhe chepe dhore
gongate gongate bole uthlo.ooorree…oohh..oohh..sala uuhhh….
Ki sukh…aaihh.. eh eh..sala thapa thapa
…..oohh…oohh…chod chod sala aro
jore jore chod..iss mago….ki darun
laora re tor….. Ami – kha magi kato
thap khabi kha…ohh.. Sali ki gud
baniyechis re magi…Sali aj chude
chude tor ar tor boumar gud dhile
kore debo….. Sumitra – tai kor na re
bokachoda…ohh..sala jore jore chod na
re khankir chele….tor maa ki toke
chudteo sekhai ni…. Ami – keno re
magi tui ki tor chele ke choda
sikhiyechis naki re…..
Sumitra – ha re sala madna….amar
bhatar marar por theke oi to amake
chude sukh dei… Ami – Sali beta
chudani…..bessya…ne magi ready ho
amar thap khaoar jannya… ei bole ami
komor tule khub druto thapate laglam,
thaper chote paachh..pach.. fachh…
fachhh…pachatt…fachhh….kore awaj
hote laglo. Ebar kakima sumitrar dan
diker mai tipe dhore amake isaray
chuste boltei ami khap kore bonta
mukhe pure cho..cho.. kore chuste
arambha korlam.
Thap khete khete bontay choson portei
magi dant mukh khichie kame chibirie
komor tule tule bisri bhabe tal thap
dite laglo. Sumitrar halhale rasalo
gude barata thap thap sabde dukhte
berote laglo, prachanda thapathapite
khatta kanch kanch sobde dulte laglo.
Khater dulunite kakimar birat birat
mana duto bisri bhabe dulte dulte
sumitrar gale mukhe ghasa khete
laglo.
Prachanda sukhe sumitra du pa diye
amar komor pechiye dhore sitkar diye
bollo – oh..oh..oh..oh…uuuhhhh….ki
sukh..aaihh.. eh ..eh…mar
maroohh..sala aro jore jore mar….oh
sala laorar gutoy amar guder jal
khasbe re….thapa thapa…bokachoda
aro jore jore thapa….ooiihhh….uh..
uh..uh..uh…
ooohhhhh….yeahhhh….fuck….ooiihhh…
mago….ar parchi na re…
yeahh..yeahhh…
iissss….chod..chod..aaaiihhh….eh..sala.madarchod
Ooohhhhh…sala gelo re…..ohhhh…
oohhh…sala chepe dhor barata….amar
gude these dhor…amar khosche…
aaaihhh…mago…kato din por chudiye
guder jal khalas korchi…..gelo…gelo..…
aaaaihhh……madarchod ne sala dhor
dhor…..tor baray guder jal
dalchi….yeaahhhhhh….oohhhhh…..kore
sitkar diye amake du pa diye pechiye
dhore komor tule tule guder jal khalas
korte laglo. Pray minute 2-ek dhore
guder jal khalas kore sumitra bichanay
ekdam netie sue porlo.
Amar bara takhano sumitrar gude
dhokano. Edike kakima sumitrar pase
chit hoye sue du hat diye gud keliye
dhore amake bollo – ne sala
bokachoda taratari bokachudir gud
theke bara ber kore amake chod…. Oh
sala takhan theke toder chodon dekhe
amar guder abastha khup kharap.. ami
ebar kakimake chodar jannya sumitrar
gud theke tene bara ber kortei ek gada
ras har har kore sumitrar gud theke
beriye elo, sumitrar guder rase amar
barata chak chak korche, mundita
gude ghasa kheye ekdam lal hoye
geche, prachanda kame barar sira gulo
khub phule ache.
Ami minar du payer phake bose
harhare barata dan hate sakto kore .dhore minar gude thekie jore chap
phachhh kore anekta minar rasalo
tight gude dhuke gelo….mina
uummhhh.. kore ekta sitkar diye chokh
bandho kore nilo. Ami aste aste minar
upore sue or khara khara birat birat
mana duto du hate mayda thasa korte
korte bontay chunot pakate pakate ak
thape puro barata minar tight gude
chalan kore dilam.
Mina – ooohhhh…maa….goooo….mere
fello go…oiihh…sala ki dokali re amar
gude…uuuffff…sala jemon lamba
temon mota….sala amar gud phatiye
dili re…Sumitra – Sali khanki magi
nakamo hochhe… gudmarani amar
cheler bara eto gude nieo Sali chinali
marachhis keno… Mina – dhur Sali tui
tor nijer gud chudie cheler barar
barote bajiye diyechis.. oi gudmaranir
bata tor halhale gud chude keliye
gache….Sumitra – tao to Sali chele ele
charis na…saradin gude bara pure sue
thakis…Mina – o sala to age toke chude
bichi khali kore…..
Sumitra – besh kore chode..o or nijer
maa ke chode tor ki re gudmarani…
Mina – amio ekhan tor samne onno
chele diye gud chodachhi..tui dekh
magi….ne ne sala laora choda ebar
thapno suru kor….ki re sala deri
korchis keno…oi magi ki tor bichi khali
kore niyeche?… Ami – na re Sali
gudmarani….ami toke chude jal khasie
tobe bichi khali korbo…oohhh..Sali
randi ki gud baniyechis re…oohh.. sala
kamra kamra Sali bessya gud diye
baratake kamra….
Mina – ha…ha…chod.. chod…
oohhh..sala oi bhabe soie soie chod…
aahhh..ki sukh dichhis…isss.. sala tor
baray jadu ache re…
aaaiihhhh./..eehhh…eehhh….Ami – Sali
tor maa ke chudi…tor bon ke chudi…
isss..Sali ki sukh tor gud mere..aihh..
oohhhh…ooohhh….Sumitra – mar
mar….mere mere salir gud phatiyte
de.. chude chude guder barota bajiye
de….
Mina – ooiihhhh…yeaahhhhh…..off..
sala aro jore chod…komor tule tule
thapa….moner sukhe thapa….chodd..
chooodddddd……chude ja….chude
chude amar gud phatiye de…amar
pete bachha pure de….Ami – oiihhh…
ohhhh…oohhh….ne magi chepe chepe
dhor….aaaiihhhh…ooohhh…sali
randi….ooohhh.
Mina – ooohh sala tor laorar gutoy
jarayu chire gelo re….tor birat kelata
guder deyale ki darun ghasa khachh
re…ooohhhh..sala chodna eman
chodon kothay sikli re…. Ami – tor maa
ke chude re chinal….ooohh…oohhh…
Sali ki garam gud re tor….ohhh Sali
barat puriye dibi naki re….ne Sali gud
phaka kor…ei bole ami komor tule
minar konte ghasa mere thapate suru
korlam. Konte barar ghosa kheye mina
kame chatphat korte korte amar
thaper tale pacha tola dite laglo.
Phachattt….phachhh…
pachat..phochhhh…pok..pok…
pachatt..pochh.. sobde gota ghor
bhore gelo. Mina .– ahhhh…ki aram….ohh..sala…chod
chod…jore jore chod…chude pet kore
de….mai duto deshe dhore thapa….
Ore khanki magi dekhe ja chodon kake
bole….Ami – kha Sali chutmarani.. kato
chodon khabi kha…gud khule amar
chodon kha…ki re Sali gud chudani
kemon lagche amar chodon…
Mina – ahh…aahhh…ki sukh re sona.
sala eta tor randir gud….tor posa
mager gud…mar mar bokachoda…
chude hor kore de….rakto ber kore
de….amar pete bachha pure de…
oohhh… sala khankir chele ki sukhh
dichhis re….oohh…babago…
mago….ooohh..ar parchi na
go…..aaaihhhh…eehhh…eehhh…amar
guder jal khasche….
Ooiiihhhhhh….ah….ah….ooohhhhhh…
ooooohhhhh…….. gelo
gelo….aaaahhhhhhh…ki sukhh……ei
bole mina guder jol khasie dilo.
Takhano amar phada beroi ni dekhe
sumitra bollo chal sala gud theke laora
ber kore kheche amader mukhe tor
phada phel… ami sumitrar katha mato
minar gud theke bara ber kore minar
mukher kache niye gelam….mina khap
kore du hate amar barata dhore
khachhh…khachhh…kore khachate
suru korlo….ar edike sumitra amar
birat birat bichi mukhe niye chuste
arambha korlo….tibra sukhe amar sara
sarir sirsir korte laglo….
Mina hathat ek dala thutu hate niye
baray bhalo kore lagiye aro jore
khachate suru korlo…ami ar thakte na
pere sumitrar mai khamche dhore
sitkar diye bole uthlam – ore..ore..
oiihhhh..magi…ooohhhh..Sali
khacha..khacha….aiihhh…eh..ehh... oh
Sali ne dhar amar berobe ..oohhhh…
magooooo….bichi tantan korche… sara
sarir sirsir
korche….aaaiihhhh….aahhh…ahhh…ki
sukhh dichhis re…
Sali khanki ne ha…kor amar
berochhe..ne dhar…dhar….ei bole ami
sumitrar mana aro jore tipe dhore
sara sarir khichie
phachat..phachat..kore phada dhalte
laglam…magi duto pala kore amar kela
mukhe pure sab phada chete pute
khete laglo….pray minute 2 dhore
phada dhele ami choke khule dekhi
takhano mina amar barar patla
chamra samne pichone kore chepe
chepe phada ber korche ar sumitra
amar birat birat bichi gulo thali samet
chatkachhe.
Sumitra – oohhhh….sala kato phada
delechis….ekdam pet bhore geche…
Mina – hobe na salar eto bara bara
bichi…sala ekdam bichi khali kore
phada deleche… erpar ami oder
dujoner majhkhane sue pori. Sumitra
– ki re phada dhele keliye geli naki?
Ami – na re Sali abar amar bara dhore
nara chara kor ektu porei abar toder ....dujonke chude dhanda korbo. Mina –
salar barar dam ache bolte hobe…
amader mato duto hastini kambeye
magike chude jal khasiye diyeche..sala
tor mag toke diye chudie khub sukhi
hobe re…
diyechi, ma-babar ekmatra chele, ma-
baba dujonei doctor. Tai flat-e pray
ekai thaki. Amader flat-er ekdam ulto
dike kakima ebang tar sasuri thake.
Kaku bideshe chakri kore, bachare
ekbar ase. Dujoneri figure dekhar
moto. Kakima (mina)-r bayas 25-26
hobe o tar sasurir(sumitra) bayas
46-47 hobe.
Ami kakimar bari pray jai, kakima ar
tar sasurir songe golpo kori. Ekdin
sakale baba- ma beriye jaoar por ekta
xxx chaliye dekchi eman samay darjay
kara narar sabdo. Ami chat pat t.v ar
d.v.d bandho kore darja khule dekhi
kakima dariye ache. Kakima amar
pant-er samner dike takiye muchki
hese bollo – “ki re ki korchis? Basto
achis?” ami kakimar chokher dike
takiye lajja peye matha nichu kore
bollam-“na na ei ektu boi
porchilam…..keno go?”.
Mina – tahole ekbar amader ghore ai,
ma-er komor theke payer nich
porjonto batha korche. Ami – tahole
doctor daki. Mina – na na ektu malish
kore dile thik hoye jabe, annyadin ami
malish kore di, kintu ajke amar hath
batha korche bole toke daklam, jodi
kichu mone na koris tahole ektu
malish kore dibi? Ami – are na na
mone korar ki ache, tumi jao ami
ghore tala diye jachhi.
Kakima abar amar uchu hoye thaka
pant-er dike ek jhalak takiye muchki
hese chole gelo. Ami ghore dhuke
bathroom-e giye pechhab korar por
amar khara bara khanikta naram hote
ami ghore tala lagiye kakimar darjay
toka marlam. Kakima dorja khule
amake isaray bedroom-er dike jete
bole, dorja bondho kore dilo. Ami
bedroom-e na giye dariye roilam,
kakima dorja bondho kore amake
dariye thkte dekhe bollo – ki re dariye
achis keno….chol..chol… ami kakimar
sathe ek pa ek pa kore bedroom-e
dhuklam.
Dekhi kakimar sasuri upor hoye suye
ache. Amake dekhe bollo- oh tui
esechis…ai ai baba….khub batha
korche re…ektu malish kore de baba.
Ami – ki diye malish korbo, kono tel ba
malam…… Sumi amar katha thamiye
diye bollo – age hath diye kor tarpor
toke bolbo ki diye malish korbi. Ami
giye sumitrar payer kache bose sari-
sayar upor diye aste aste hatur nich
porjonto malish korte laglam. Uhh ki
naram payer mangso gulo, ami ayesh
kore tipte laglam, ar amar bara
maharaj ektu ektu kore sakto hote
laglo.
Minute 2 malish korar por sumitra
bollo – ore sari-saya tule malish kor,
na hole aram pachhi na. Ami kanpa
kanpa hathe ektu ektu kore sari saya
hatu obdi tule dilam. Sumitrar sada
dhabdhabe mangsolo pa duto amar
samne beriye porlo. Paye cheler der
mato bara bara chul. Ami bhabte
laglam-jar paye eto chul tar na jani
gude kato chul…iss jodi gud ta ektu
dekhte petam. Ei sab katha bhabtei
amar bara char char kore kache tang
hoye amar barmudar samneta khocha
marte laglo,
Amr kan duto-te bo bo kore sabdo
hochhe, amar sara sarire ekta advut
sirsirani hochhe. Amar hat duto aste
aste abas hoye asche. Ami kono
rakame hatu porjonto tipchi. Hathat
kheyal korlam sumitra bolche – ki re
kakhon theke dakchi, eto anmona
hoye ki bhabchis? Ami amta amta kore
bollam – na na koi kichu na to. Sumi –
ami bolchi je ek jaygay na ghose ebar
malish korte korte komor porjonto
uthe ay,
Dekhis abar saya-sarir upor diye
komor porjonto uthis na jeno, bhetore
hath diyei malish kor, amar khub aram
hochhe. Ar mina tui ekta kaj kor, tui
ektu khani amar pith-ta malish kore
de. Kakima sasurir katha mato khate
uthe sasurir matha nijer kole niye,
blouser upor diye sumitrar pith malish
korte laglo. Edike ami aste aste saya-
sarir bhetor diye amar hath chaliye
sumitrar naram, mota thaite malish
korte laglam.
Ami thaite malish korte korte hath
diye thele aste aste saya-sari upor dike
tulte laglam, kramasa sumitrar mota
mota sada thai duto amar chokher
samne unmukto hote laglo. Thai hath ghoste ghoste ektu upor
dike tultei amar angul sumitrar birat
uchu mangsolo pachay dhakka khelo,
naram tultule pachay besh koyekbar
hath chaliye ami kame phete giye
pacha dekhar jannya saya-sari ar ektu
tule dilam….sumitrar nagna pachar
ardhekta amar samne beriye porlo.
Ami khub ayesh kore sumitrar thai ar
pachar birat khaje hath ghoste laglam.
Ami ekta ghorer modhhe malish korte
korte sunte pelam kakima bolche –
ma, tumi blouse ta khule felo, tahole
khali pithe malish korte parbo. Ei katha
sune ami malisher gati komiye oder
dike takalam. Dekhlam du hate bhor
diye samneta khat theke tule dhoreche
ar kakima ek mone pat pat kore
blouser huk gulo khulche. Ami mai
dekhar lobhe malisher gati komiye oi
dike cheye roilam.
Sab huk ghulo kholar hoye gele
sumitra abar kakimar kole matha
rekhe suye porlo, ar kakima aste aste
pichon dik diye blouse khulte laglo,
puro blouse ta khule nitei mai
sumitrar ba diker birat manata dekhte
pelam. Sumitrar sarirer chape manata
bichanay ekdam chepe giye buker
baire anekta beriye ache. Kakima
dekhlam ekbaro amar dike na takiye
ek mone pith malish korte laglo, pith
malish korte korte kakimar hath
sumitrar mana chuye chuye aste laglo.
Ami ebar dhire dhire sumitrar saya-
sari aro ektu tule puro pachata nagno
kore dilam, sumitrar nagno pacha
dekhe kame amar bichi tantan kore
uthlo, sumitrar pachar bara bara kalo
chul gulo pachar khaje dhuke geche.
Pachar khaj ta chuler jangole kalo hoye
ache. Ami dhire dhire pachay hath
bolate bolate pachar khaj tene putki
dekhar chesta korte laglam, kintu baler
jongole Dhaka putki ami dekhte pelam
na.
Ami nijeke ar samlate na pere dhire
dhire pukir khaje angul chalate laglam,
kheyal korlam sumitrar mukh diye
ekta gonganir sabdo hochhe. Ami ar
ektu sahas kore pachar khaj barabar
angul guder dike chaliye dilam, ekta
naram tultule, harhare phola phola
mangse amar angul atke gelo. Chokhe
na dekheo ami bujhte parlam ota
sumitrar gud. Gude angul thektei
sumitra kakimar kol theke mukh tule
aaaaihhhh…..ohh…ohhh… kore sitkar
diye pa duto aro chorie dilo.
Pa saratei ami angul ekdam soja thele
dilam. Amar angul soja sumitrar
garam rasalo gude dhuke gelo. Gude
angul dhuktei sumitra kame phete
giye sitkar diye bole uthlo –
ooohhhh…..sala khachhar kothay angul
dhokali re….aaiihhhh…ehh…
ehhh….ami chikar sune bhoy peye giye
angul ber korar agei sumitra mota
mota thai duto die amar hath chepe
dhore bollo – oihhhh….sala…ahhh…
rakh..rakh sala amar phutoy angul
dhukiye rakh….ohh..sala khachhar
dekh kothay angul dhukiyechis.
Ei bole sumitra hathat soja hoye suye
porlo, amar angul takhano sumitrar
guder bhitor dhokano. Sumitra khisti
diye bole uthlo – sala
bokachoda..ohh…sala takhan theke
amar ganre hath buliye amar gude
raser ban dakiye etokhhone angul
dhokali…chal sala
madarchod….taratari pant khol….tor
akhamba diye amar gud malish kor
bokachoda…. Ami ar deri na kore saya
sari upore tule ditei sumitrar urboshi
gud amar chokher samne…
Ami abak hoye dekhchi ki birat gud…
guder bedi duto eto phola phola je
baler jangol-o oder dheke rakhte pare
ni. Ami ekmone gud dekhchi ar gude
angul chalachhi, eman samay sumitra
dhamak diye bole uthlo – oh..sala
madarchod.. ki dekhchis ha kore, sala
barite giye mayer gud ha kore
dekhbi..chal sala bara dhukiye age
amar gud santo kor….
Ami ebar gud theke angul ber kore
ektane .barmuda khultei amar 8” lamba 6”
mota bishal barata bisri bhabe dulte
laglo. Dekhi kakima ar sumitra dujonei
ha kore amar barar dike cheye ache.
Ami mone sahash ene jiggasa korlam
– ki re khanki magi pachanda
hoyeche? Ei sune sumitra ha ha kore
bole uthlo – oohh..sala pachanda kire
uuuffff…..sala ki laora baniyechis…isss
mago…ki baro ar ki mota…ohh sala ei
bayase ei bara ki kore banali re
chodna…uh
Sali mina ami toke bolechilam, je salar
khub chodon bai…sala phak pelei
amader mai pachar duluni dekhto….oh
sala nischoi magi chude chude tui ei
bara baniechis… ami barar chamrata
tene lal chakchake birat mundita ber
korte korte bolalm – na re Sali
khanki..aj-e pratham
chudbo….gudmarani tor halhale gud
merei amar chodar jibon suru korbo.
Sumi – halhale tor mayer gud re sala
gudmaranir beta….bokachoda dekh na
chude…
Tor maa ke chodar theke besi aram
pabi..chal sala bak bak na kore chod…
chude amar gud thanda kor…
ohh….sala abar katodin por amar gude
bara dhukbe…aahhh Sali mina dekh
Sali amar ki bhagya ei bayeshe achoda
barar chodan khabo….khanki magi ha
kore dekhchis ki…tuio gud keliye sue
por….tor bhatarer theke eta onek
baro….
Ami ar deri na kore hatu mure
sumitrar du payer phake bose bara
sakta kore dhore guder mukhe thekie
thelte laglam kintu gude dhuklo na.
Sumitra dant much khechiye bollo –
anek hoyeche sala amar upore lamba
hoye so..ami tor bara gude dhukiye
nichhi. Ami sumitrar katha mato
lamba hoye or naram sarire suye
porlam, sumitra amader sarirer
majhkhan diye hath dhukiye amar
louha kathin barata tipe dhore guder
mukhe set kore du pa diye amar
komor pechiye dhore mrlo ek chap.
Phacha….atttt kore puro barata
sumitrar garam rasalo gude gelo, ami
sukhe sumitrar chul khamche dhore,
mukhe mukh diye or patla patla thot
chuste laglam, sumitrar mukh theke
uummhhh…uummhh….kore gonganir
sabdo hochhe. Ami chap die barata
aro thele dhorlam, sumitra aro jore
jore hmmm…hmm… awaj korte laglo.
Minute 5-ek oi bhabe oke chepe dhore
rakhar por, sumitra jor kore amar
mukh theke mukh sariye khisti diye
bole uthlo – ohhh….re..sala
madarchod…..oohhh…oohh…..sala
khankir chele….thele thele barata amar
jarayute dhukiye diyeche
re….ooohhhhh….mmmaaaa….ggoooo……
oh sala ki sukh…aaaaihhhh…eehhhh…
eehhh…ooh…sala…madarchod ki sukh
tor laorar mathay…oohh..oohh..oohh…
sala tor kelata jarayute ghasa lege ki
sukh dichhe re…oooiihhh…sala….ar
parchi na …
Bokachoda…thapano suru kor…. Ami oi
obasthay sumitra-ke chepe dhore
barar gorata or guder mukhe chepe
chepe ghaste laglam, sumitrar guder
bara bara bal amar talpete ghasa lege
darun sukh dichhilo, ami kame chat
phat korte korte ek tane sumitrar
anchal sariye ditei ami abak hoye
gelam – amar samne birat birat sada
sada duto mai, thik majhkhane duto
choto kalo balay ar tar thik majhkhane
duto 1.5” lamba kalo bonta. Kalo
angurer mato lamba bonta duto kame
khara hoye ache.
Ami kanpa kanpa hate mai duto alto kore chepe dhorla – ki
naram tultule mai, amar angul gulo
mai-er modhhe dhuke gelo, ami aste
aste tipte tipte kakimar dike takalam,
dekhi kakima saya sari upore tule dan
hater madhyama diye khach khach
kore gud khechche ar ba hath diye
blouser upor diye nijer dabka mana
pak pak kore tipche, kakimar ekdam
pariskar kore kamano gud ta ras lege
chak chak korche.
Ami dekhchi dekhe kakima du hath
diye guder bedi duto tene bisri bhabe
gudta keliye dhorlo, kakimar guder lal
phutota spasta dekha jachhe. Edike
sumitra kame chirbirie amake dhamak
diye bole uthlo – ki re sala chodna…
takhan theke gude brara these rekhe ki
ganr marachhis…bokachoda thapano
suru kor….amio mai duto sajore tipe
dhore bollam – oi magi
haramjadi….gudmarani…magi dekchis
na tor khanki bouma ki bhabe amake
gud keliye dekhachhe…
Ohh salir ki gud re magi….uhh Sali
mina taratari sab kichu khule langto
hoye amar kache ay…oohh…oohh…Sali
amar katodiner ichha magi tor oi
rasalo gude bara deoar…. Ami ei bole
sumitrar mai mayda thasa korte korte
komor kheliye thapano suru korlam.
Thapano suru kortei sumitra
prachanda sukhe du hath mathar upor
tule chadar khamche dhore oohh…
oohh…oohhh..ooh.. sala ki such…
aaaihhh…eh eh… mago katodin por
gude barar thap kachhi .. aiihhh…sala
mar mar sala mere gud phatiye de….
Sumitrar bagol bhorti kalo baler jangal
dekhe ami ar thakte na pere bagoler
chul khamche dhore bollam – oihh…
Sali…gudmarani..isss..magi kato chul
re Sali tor bagole… Sumitra –
aahhh..sala damna bachha uuhhh…
mago tanis ni re omni kore… uhh sala
lagche re….. ami bagoler chul
khamchano bandho kore, bagoler
chule hath bolate bolate or ekta bonta
mukhe niye thapate suru korlam.
Odike kakima sab kichu khule langto
hoye gud khachate khachate sumitrar
pase suye ekta bonta mukhe pure
chuste suru korlo, ami kakimake isara
korte kakima dan hate bhor diye kat
hoye sue ba hath diye sumitrar mai
mayda dala korte korte ba pa ta phaka
kore gud ta keliye dhorlo. Amio ar deri
na kore dan hater madhyama kakimar
urboshi gude dhukiye dilam.
Kakimar guder garame angul jeno
pure jabe mone holo, prachanda kame
kakimar gudta khap khap kore angulta
kamre dhorche ar guder bhetor theke
har har kore ras beriye asche. Ami ba
hath diye sumitrar dan bagoler chule
hath bolate bolate thapate thaklam.
Sumitra ba hath bariye kakimar chuler
muti dhore tene kakimar birat mana
duto nijer mukhe chepe dhore
gongate gongate bole uthlo.ooorree…oohh..oohh..sala uuhhh….
Ki sukh…aaihh.. eh eh..sala thapa thapa
…..oohh…oohh…chod chod sala aro
jore jore chod..iss mago….ki darun
laora re tor….. Ami – kha magi kato
thap khabi kha…ohh.. Sali ki gud
baniyechis re magi…Sali aj chude
chude tor ar tor boumar gud dhile
kore debo….. Sumitra – tai kor na re
bokachoda…ohh..sala jore jore chod na
re khankir chele….tor maa ki toke
chudteo sekhai ni…. Ami – keno re
magi tui ki tor chele ke choda
sikhiyechis naki re…..
Sumitra – ha re sala madna….amar
bhatar marar por theke oi to amake
chude sukh dei… Ami – Sali beta
chudani…..bessya…ne magi ready ho
amar thap khaoar jannya… ei bole ami
komor tule khub druto thapate laglam,
thaper chote paachh..pach.. fachh…
fachhh…pachatt…fachhh….kore awaj
hote laglo. Ebar kakima sumitrar dan
diker mai tipe dhore amake isaray
chuste boltei ami khap kore bonta
mukhe pure cho..cho.. kore chuste
arambha korlam.
Thap khete khete bontay choson portei
magi dant mukh khichie kame chibirie
komor tule tule bisri bhabe tal thap
dite laglo. Sumitrar halhale rasalo
gude barata thap thap sabde dukhte
berote laglo, prachanda thapathapite
khatta kanch kanch sobde dulte laglo.
Khater dulunite kakimar birat birat
mana duto bisri bhabe dulte dulte
sumitrar gale mukhe ghasa khete
laglo.
Prachanda sukhe sumitra du pa diye
amar komor pechiye dhore sitkar diye
bollo – oh..oh..oh..oh…uuuhhhh….ki
sukh..aaihh.. eh ..eh…mar
maroohh..sala aro jore jore mar….oh
sala laorar gutoy amar guder jal
khasbe re….thapa thapa…bokachoda
aro jore jore thapa….ooiihhh….uh..
uh..uh..uh…
ooohhhhh….yeahhhh….fuck….ooiihhh…
mago….ar parchi na re…
yeahh..yeahhh…
iissss….chod..chod..aaaiihhh….eh..sala.madarchod
Ooohhhhh…sala gelo re…..ohhhh…
oohhh…sala chepe dhor barata….amar
gude these dhor…amar khosche…
aaaihhh…mago…kato din por chudiye
guder jal khalas korchi…..gelo…gelo..…
aaaaihhh……madarchod ne sala dhor
dhor…..tor baray guder jal
dalchi….yeaahhhhhh….oohhhhh…..kore
sitkar diye amake du pa diye pechiye
dhore komor tule tule guder jal khalas
korte laglo. Pray minute 2-ek dhore
guder jal khalas kore sumitra bichanay
ekdam netie sue porlo.
Amar bara takhano sumitrar gude
dhokano. Edike kakima sumitrar pase
chit hoye sue du hat diye gud keliye
dhore amake bollo – ne sala
bokachoda taratari bokachudir gud
theke bara ber kore amake chod…. Oh
sala takhan theke toder chodon dekhe
amar guder abastha khup kharap.. ami
ebar kakimake chodar jannya sumitrar
gud theke tene bara ber kortei ek gada
ras har har kore sumitrar gud theke
beriye elo, sumitrar guder rase amar
barata chak chak korche, mundita
gude ghasa kheye ekdam lal hoye
geche, prachanda kame barar sira gulo
khub phule ache.
Ami minar du payer phake bose
harhare barata dan hate sakto kore .dhore minar gude thekie jore chap
phachhh kore anekta minar rasalo
tight gude dhuke gelo….mina
uummhhh.. kore ekta sitkar diye chokh
bandho kore nilo. Ami aste aste minar
upore sue or khara khara birat birat
mana duto du hate mayda thasa korte
korte bontay chunot pakate pakate ak
thape puro barata minar tight gude
chalan kore dilam.
Mina – ooohhhh…maa….goooo….mere
fello go…oiihh…sala ki dokali re amar
gude…uuuffff…sala jemon lamba
temon mota….sala amar gud phatiye
dili re…Sumitra – Sali khanki magi
nakamo hochhe… gudmarani amar
cheler bara eto gude nieo Sali chinali
marachhis keno… Mina – dhur Sali tui
tor nijer gud chudie cheler barar
barote bajiye diyechis.. oi gudmaranir
bata tor halhale gud chude keliye
gache….Sumitra – tao to Sali chele ele
charis na…saradin gude bara pure sue
thakis…Mina – o sala to age toke chude
bichi khali kore…..
Sumitra – besh kore chode..o or nijer
maa ke chode tor ki re gudmarani…
Mina – amio ekhan tor samne onno
chele diye gud chodachhi..tui dekh
magi….ne ne sala laora choda ebar
thapno suru kor….ki re sala deri
korchis keno…oi magi ki tor bichi khali
kore niyeche?… Ami – na re Sali
gudmarani….ami toke chude jal khasie
tobe bichi khali korbo…oohhh..Sali
randi ki gud baniyechis re…oohh.. sala
kamra kamra Sali bessya gud diye
baratake kamra….
Mina – ha…ha…chod.. chod…
oohhh..sala oi bhabe soie soie chod…
aahhh..ki sukh dichhis…isss.. sala tor
baray jadu ache re…
aaaiihhhh./..eehhh…eehhh….Ami – Sali
tor maa ke chudi…tor bon ke chudi…
isss..Sali ki sukh tor gud mere..aihh..
oohhhh…ooohhh….Sumitra – mar
mar….mere mere salir gud phatiyte
de.. chude chude guder barota bajiye
de….
Mina – ooiihhhh…yeaahhhhh…..off..
sala aro jore chod…komor tule tule
thapa….moner sukhe thapa….chodd..
chooodddddd……chude ja….chude
chude amar gud phatiye de…amar
pete bachha pure de….Ami – oiihhh…
ohhhh…oohhh….ne magi chepe chepe
dhor….aaaiihhhh…ooohhh…sali
randi….ooohhh.
Mina – ooohh sala tor laorar gutoy
jarayu chire gelo re….tor birat kelata
guder deyale ki darun ghasa khachh
re…ooohhhh..sala chodna eman
chodon kothay sikli re…. Ami – tor maa
ke chude re chinal….ooohh…oohhh…
Sali ki garam gud re tor….ohhh Sali
barat puriye dibi naki re….ne Sali gud
phaka kor…ei bole ami komor tule
minar konte ghasa mere thapate suru
korlam. Konte barar ghosa kheye mina
kame chatphat korte korte amar
thaper tale pacha tola dite laglo.
Phachattt….phachhh…
pachat..phochhhh…pok..pok…
pachatt..pochh.. sobde gota ghor
bhore gelo. Mina .– ahhhh…ki aram….ohh..sala…chod
chod…jore jore chod…chude pet kore
de….mai duto deshe dhore thapa….
Ore khanki magi dekhe ja chodon kake
bole….Ami – kha Sali chutmarani.. kato
chodon khabi kha…gud khule amar
chodon kha…ki re Sali gud chudani
kemon lagche amar chodon…
Mina – ahh…aahhh…ki sukh re sona.
sala eta tor randir gud….tor posa
mager gud…mar mar bokachoda…
chude hor kore de….rakto ber kore
de….amar pete bachha pure de…
oohhh… sala khankir chele ki sukhh
dichhis re….oohh…babago…
mago….ooohh..ar parchi na
go…..aaaihhhh…eehhh…eehhh…amar
guder jal khasche….
Ooiiihhhhhh….ah….ah….ooohhhhhh…
ooooohhhhh…….. gelo
gelo….aaaahhhhhhh…ki sukhh……ei
bole mina guder jol khasie dilo.
Takhano amar phada beroi ni dekhe
sumitra bollo chal sala gud theke laora
ber kore kheche amader mukhe tor
phada phel… ami sumitrar katha mato
minar gud theke bara ber kore minar
mukher kache niye gelam….mina khap
kore du hate amar barata dhore
khachhh…khachhh…kore khachate
suru korlo….ar edike sumitra amar
birat birat bichi mukhe niye chuste
arambha korlo….tibra sukhe amar sara
sarir sirsir korte laglo….
Mina hathat ek dala thutu hate niye
baray bhalo kore lagiye aro jore
khachate suru korlo…ami ar thakte na
pere sumitrar mai khamche dhore
sitkar diye bole uthlam – ore..ore..
oiihhhh..magi…ooohhhh..Sali
khacha..khacha….aiihhh…eh..ehh... oh
Sali ne dhar amar berobe ..oohhhh…
magooooo….bichi tantan korche… sara
sarir sirsir
korche….aaaiihhhh….aahhh…ahhh…ki
sukhh dichhis re…
Sali khanki ne ha…kor amar
berochhe..ne dhar…dhar….ei bole ami
sumitrar mana aro jore tipe dhore
sara sarir khichie
phachat..phachat..kore phada dhalte
laglam…magi duto pala kore amar kela
mukhe pure sab phada chete pute
khete laglo….pray minute 2 dhore
phada dhele ami choke khule dekhi
takhano mina amar barar patla
chamra samne pichone kore chepe
chepe phada ber korche ar sumitra
amar birat birat bichi gulo thali samet
chatkachhe.
Sumitra – oohhhh….sala kato phada
delechis….ekdam pet bhore geche…
Mina – hobe na salar eto bara bara
bichi…sala ekdam bichi khali kore
phada deleche… erpar ami oder
dujoner majhkhane sue pori. Sumitra
– ki re phada dhele keliye geli naki?
Ami – na re Sali abar amar bara dhore
nara chara kor ektu porei abar toder ....dujonke chude dhanda korbo. Mina –
salar barar dam ache bolte hobe…
amader mato duto hastini kambeye
magike chude jal khasiye diyeche..sala
tor mag toke diye chudie khub sukhi
hobe re…
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