Amar Chotomami R Ami – Bangla choti golpo

Chotobela thekei amar nijer chotomamike besh bhalo lagto. Kintu shei bhalo laga je sharirik dikeo gorate pare eta kokhono bhabini. Ami tokhon soddo chakri peyechi. Chakrir jonno choy mash ami baire chilam aar du din age tokhon bari phirechi. Onek din karur shonge dekha hoyni bhebe ek bikel bela mamar bari chole gelam. Mamar barite amar dui mamara ekshonge thake. Boro mama kolkatar office e kaj kore aar choto mama bebshadar. Dui mami i housewife. Bari aar bacchader shamlei tader dinkete jay. Shedin pouche dekhi barite ek choto mami bad diye aar keui nei. Amakeeto din pore dekhi mamir chokhe mukhe anondo choriye porlo. Mayer gud mara শাশুড়ি আর বউয়ের পাছা একসাথে চোদার মজা

– Babba. Khub chakri korchish aajkal, ha. Ta kemon lage chara gorur moto baire baire thakte? Tor to nishchoi barir kotha ekdom mone pore na.
Choto mami shob shomoy i amader shonge kotha bolte giye amader boishi hoye jeto. Amio eki tane kotha chaliye gelam.
– Aar bolo na. chance pele kiaar chara jay. Pakha jokhonmelte perechi, tokhon bhalo korei urbo.
– ta kothay kothay ure ure geli? Akashe aar keu jutlo.
– na, oto bhaggo koi? Eka ekai urte hoy.
– aha bechari. Ta chinta korish na, ja chehara pottorbaniyechish, beshidin eka thakte hobe na mone hoy.
Ei khane bole rakhi, barite thakte ami besh ektu roga patla chilam. Porashunar moddhe chilam bole boro hoychi kotha ta keu grajjhoo korto na. Barir shokoler kachei 22 bochor boyesheo kemon jeno khokai chilam. Tai chakri pawar shonge shonge thik korechilam shorir chorchatao kora shuru korbo aar choy masheshorire bodol ta kharap hoyni. Cheharay ekta bharikki bhab esheche, rastay berole loke lok hishebei dekhe. Mamir je sheta nojor erayni sheta orkothate bujhte parlam. Shamne ektu oprostut hobar bhan korte holo.
– ki je bolcho mami. Shudhu to chakri te dhukechi. Aar tumi akash kushum bhebe jaccho?..
Mami aar ami pasha pasha boshe chilam bole chot kore mamir mukher dorshon hocchilona. Pashe takiye bujhlam mami jol jol kore edikei cheye ache. Aar dujoner moddhe tin anguler moto pharak.
– kenore? Mamir golay michke shur. Ekhono eklai achish naki re? kauke jotash ni? Bolte bolte mami amar hatur opor dike hath rekhe ekta ingit bhora chapdilo. Mamir hater chowa peyei hothat buker bhetor tay rokto gulo ekta lap marlo. Shara barite amra dujone eka. Charidik besh chupchap. Dorja janla bondho. Nijeke hothat mamirshonge prothom ekante mone holo. Abar pash phire takalam. Dekhi mamir chokhemukhe shei duronto hashi. Shamne jhuke royeche bole buker acholta ektu side hoye geche. Aar tar phole otar nicher jinishta jol jol kore amar chokher shamne bhashche aar amay hathchani dicche. Mamir duto ordho unmukto ston. mamir shash proshasher shonge otha nama korche.
Kothay takiye achi bujhte pere mami hatur bhetor dike hat ta dhukiye arek chap dilo. Ami chokh tule mamir chokhe chokh rakhteiheshe uthlo aar jiggesh korlo.
– kire ki dekhchish? Baire theke theke eshobo dekhte sikhe gechish?
Lojjay chokh namalam. Kintu onno dike je mamir hath theme nei. She je hatumoy ayeshe ghure beracche. Amader dujoner moddhe pharakta je koto kome esheche ta bojhar moto obostha tokhon amar nei. Ektu soja hote niye mamir shorirer shonge ghosa khete bujhte parlam mami amar gayer opor praye jhule royechilo. Kunuita age shorate niyechilam bole otaiage theklo giye ekta norom gongone mangshe. Stombit pete bujhlam ota mamir mai.Taratari hath shoja kore nilam. Mami nijer monei heshe uthle bollo.
– are lojja peli naki? Ei boyeshe erokom hoy. Onek kichu dekhte, chute, chakhte icche kore?
Mone mone bhablam, tobe kichakhteo debe naki. Amar prothombar. Ekebare najehalobostha. Egobo na pechobo bujhte parchi na. odike mamiapon moja niye jacche. Nijer hat ta aro bipojjonok bhabeghorate ghorate amar bongshodonder kache niye jete laglo. Odike kothar phaki cholche.
– ta bolli na keu juteche naki?
– koi n-na to. Amar gola kath, kotha berote chaiche na.
Mami amar obostha dekhe ektu khanto dewa shir korlo.
– aha bechari gorome gola shukiye kath hoye geche. Dara jol ene dicchi.
Bolei mami uthe cholee gelo ranna ghore, khawar jol ante.
Mami ghor theke berotei amar buk theke ekta bishal boro shash berolo. Etodin jantam amar mami kholamela, mishuke, ektu phochke holeo shob milie bhalo. Kintu tolay tolay je mami eto boro khanki eta jantam na. Tate amar je kono rokom apotti ache ta obossho noy. Shudhu kina aaj porjonto erokom kono experience hoyni to. ei boiye porechi ba bondhuder mukhe sunechi. Kintu ami je nije emon kichur moddhe thakte pari ta bhabini. Othocho aaj ta hocche. Aar golper naayika kina amar nijer choto mami. Ranna ghor theke tungtang chini narar awaj ashche. Mami amar jonno shorbot banacche. Ote ki aar kono dino mamar barite eshe teshta mitbe???
Shorboter gelashta tray te kore mami, rohosshomoyi ekhashi mukhe niye ghore dhuklo. Barir lok ba attioderbepare, sobar khetrei ja hoye thake, amio konodinoi nijer relativeder dekhar chokh diye dekhini. Mamike ebar jeno notun chokhe abishkar korlam. Amar mami dekhte poribare shob thekeshundori. Prem kore biye. Kom boyeshei baccha hoye jay. Kintu hothat bujhte parlam, mamir boyish ami jani na. koto hote pare? 30-32? Tar beshi bhabte parchi na. shorir labonne bhora, taja aar bhorat. Shastho phak moto sob khajthekei uki jhuki dicche. Lomba chul, ekhon khola aardan kadher opor diye shamne newa. Mamir porone barir shaj. Meyeder barir shaj tin rokomer hoy. Ek, jokhon keu thake na. ei shaje lojjar kothata pradhanno payna. Pore thakte hobe bole pora. Dui, jokhon barir lokera thake. Ekhane lojjar kotha ektu mathay rekhe dhilemi dewa jay. Tin, jokhon bairer lok thake. No dhilemi, only lojja. Mamir ekhonkar sojja dui theke eker kache beshi. Acholta buker majhe na hoye shore ache side e. blouseta jhule poreche boroboro duto maiyer bhare. Ekta blouse dhaka ston ekebare khola, aamer moto jhule royeche. Arekta acholer tola theke lukochurikhelche. Dutor mukh du dike.Aar amar bishesh roktochaper karon, oi dui maiyer majhta. Ekta lomba gobhir khaj dhuke geche blouse moddhe. Khajtar moddhe dhuke royeche mamir shonar chain ta.
– kire ki bhabchish? Tray hate amar shamne eshe dariyeche mami. Chintar jogot theke phirtei dhakka. Mukher shamne mamir khola pet. Acholta jothariti shorano, mamir shada manshol peter majhkhane gobhir nabhi. Komorer shari tar tin inchi niche. Sharitar opor komorer mashogulo uchle porche. Aar tar opor joriye ache mamir ghamer shet bindu. Sthan kal bhule ami mamir peter khaje hariye jete thaklam. Amar bara shei je shokto hoyechilo mamir hater chowa peye, tar matha arekchot pagol hobar jogar.
Amake shorbot khete diye pashe eshe boshlo mami. gorom kal. tar moddhe ghorer gorom abohawa. dor dor kore ghamchilam. amar ghormakto chehara dekhe mamir dorod jege uthlo.
– Aha, dekho to cheleta ei pocha gorome ki bhabe ghamche. dara tor ghamta puche di. bole hothat mami buker opor theke acholta shoriye ota diye amar mukher, golar gham muchie dite laglo. mamir acholhin bukta amar chokher shamne, thasha maiduto blouseta theke upche oddeker beshi beriye poreche. mami amar opor jhuke porate oduto tokhon aro mukher shamne, mamir hater naranarite dule dule uthche. sthankal bhule du chokh diye maiduto gilte laglam. amar nojorta dekheona dekhar bhan kore mami ek mone amar golar gham muche dite dite hat bariye ebar amake praye joriye dhore amar ulto diker golar pechontao muche dite laglo. mami etota jhuke porate mamir shara shorirtai amar gaye lepte chilo. mamir shorirer madokekta gondho amake obosh kore rekhechilo. hothat mone holo ki ekta khub norom othocho gorom jinish amar gelash dhora hat, jeta tokhon amar aar mamir shorirer majhkhane pheshe royeche, otar gaye ghosa khacche. niche takate buke baj. amar hate ghosha khacche blouse theke beriyethaka mamir ston duto. beparta bujhtei hat ta emonjor kepe uthlo je gelasher onekta shorbot dujoneri gaye pore gelo.
– ki baje. so sorry. iss tomar kaporta puro kharap kore phellam. okormota korephele ami jeno nittanto lojjito, kotha gulo bole bojhanor cheshta korlam.
– are na na, orokom hoy. bole mami dekhlam nijer acholta diyei ga ta muchte laglo. mamir maigulo tokhon shorbote toitumbur. toptop kore shorbot blouse aar maibeye niche porche. aadhkhola pet aar nicher sharir onekansho o bhije geche. ‘darao ami pochar kichu khuje ani’, bole ami uthte niyechi ki mami amar hatute abar hat rekhe boshiye dilo. ‘dur, kothao jete hobena toke, aar ta chara ei niye shara bari ghurle shob jaga chatchat korbe. ei sharita to dhutei hobe. dara, eta diyei muche phelchi.’ bole mami uthe dariye amar shamnei sharitakhule phelte laglo. chokher shamne mamike shari khulte dekhe amar bara pant phete beriye ashar moto lomba hoye dariyeche. kikore ota dhakbo bhehe pacchilamna. edike mami komor theke sharita chariyesudhu matro blouse aar shayay amar shamne daralo.
– dekhi tor kothay kothay bhijeche? amar to tokhon shob theke bheja dhoner mathata. sheta bollamna jodio. bekuber moto nijer T-shirt aar pant tar dike nojor ghoralam. T-shirt tar majhkhanta onekta bheja, aar etokkhon dekhini, amar phule otha baratar puro onshotay shorbot lege. mukh tulte dekhi mami amarpanter pholatar dike joljol kore takiye ache. mamir chokher tap emon, amar baratay goromta lagche mone holo. T-shirt ta beshi bheja shotteo ‘aha, tor pant ta ekebare bhije geche’ bole mami hatu mure amar phak kora dui payer majhkhane boshlo. mamir khola bheja stoner pray purotai dekhte pacchi. mamir mukhta tokhon amar borshar moto darano dhontar thik shamne. chaileipanter chainta khule ota bar kore chushte pare. kintu mami nijer khola sharita hate nilo aar ota diye amar panter bhejata puchte laglo. amar pagol barar opor mamir hater chap peye amar bichi gurgurkorte laglo. aar kotokkhon mal dhore rakhte parbo bujhte parchilamna. ordho nogno mami amar du payer majhe boshe amar baray nijer ga theke khola shari diye hat bolache. pochar name je baratake hate niye dolche ta dujonei bujhte parchilam. anonde uttejonaybichanata akre dhorlam. mamir mukh chokher hab bhab dekhe mone hocche onek din jol khayni, khubi teshta peyeche. aar kolta amar panter bhetor. ponerominute moto baratake moner moto dole niye mami uthe daralo. mamir shash prosshash bere geche. boro boro adhkhola maiduto jore othanama korche, chokhe mukhe rokter chota. shorirer rokto aaj mamir mathay chepeche.
uthe dariyei mami bole uthlo, ‘tor genjitao to bhije geche. dekhi.’ bole jhuke pore nijei ota tene khule phello. amar khola bukta mamir chokher shamne. beyam teyam kori bole bukta besh chowra aar mangshol hoye dariyeche. mamir chokher bhashate otar tarif sposhto. abar jhuke pore amar buker oporhath bolate laglo mami. jenodekhche otao bhijeche naki. amar gaye biddut boiche. …

.mukher shamne mamir mai duto dulche.
– tor to buktao bhije geche re roshe. iss. mamir golay akkhep na anondo bujhte koshto hocche.
– tomaro to ga ta bhije geche ekebare. amar etokkhoner porjobekkhon amio bole dilam.
– oha taito. mamir nijer proti ektuo hush nei, shobtaamakei dekhte hocche. amader dujoneri ga dhuye phela uchit. chol bathroome giye dhuye pheli, ga ta chatchate hoye jawar age. bole mami amar hat ta dhore niye chollo bathroome.
Mamader chotto ekta bathrrom. ekshonge dujon koshto kore darano jay. notun bebostha kichi nei. koltheke baltite jol bhore chankora hoy. amio onekbar chan korechi ekhane. aaj ki korte cholechi janina.
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– ha, aar tor ma pore amar ninde koruk. nah, ekta upaybar korte hobe. khub bhebetebe jeno hothat mami ek odbhut prostab dilo. মা ছেলে চুদাচুদির নতুন চটি গল্প ma chele choti golpo
– ek kaj kora jay. dujonei ekshonge ga dhuye nile etuku jolei hoye jabe. ki bolish?
– ek shonge? amar chokkhu chanabora. mamir shonge chan korbo? aaaj kar mukh dekhe ghum theke uthechilam? alto ekta protibad korar cheshta korlam.
– na na, ta ki kore hoy? ekshonge – tomar oshubidhehobe. thik moto kichui korteparbe na.
– keno, na korar ki ache? mami jante chailo.
– kapor jama na chere ki bhabe ga dhobo dujone? amar ashol genuine chintatabakto korlam. shotti to. khulbe na khulbena, sheta jana chai bote.
– kapor jama pore ga dhutejabo keno? mami shohoj shurei kothata bollo, jeno roji ekshonge chan kori.
– mane? tumi- ami….? ami kothata aar shesh korlamna.tokhono beparta bisshash kore nite parchilamna je ki hote choleche. Mami hashi hashi kore takalo amar dike.shei rohosshomoyi hashi.
– mamir kache lojja kisher. toke ami tobe theke dekhechi jokhon tui ekhane kicchu portina. bolte bolte mami shoja hath rakhlo amar barar mathay. otate norom ekta dola diye bole jete thaklo, ‘kotobar tui chotto thakte tor shamne kapor bodlechi, aaj tor theke kisher lojja amar? Bole mami bathroomer dorjata bondho kore dilo. diye abar ghure daralo amardike.
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