protyek ta jaigar ekta alada gondho ache.. tar nijer gondho..setai tar nijesyota... sei onubhuti ta ekdom nijer... jemon amar Rampurhat.. amar sohor... sohor bolle hoito seta thik bola hoi na... eta na sohor na gram.. ekhane gramer sobujer chona ache ..sohorer beytota ache... ar ache praan khola hawai swaas neuar moto bishuddho batas... anek din ektana baire thakar por jokhon bari firi.. station e paa rakhar por..prothom proswasei ei gondho ta pai. jemon mayer gaa ghese sule maryer gayer gondho... misti.. ekdom apon.. edoom kacher kichur.. ei upolobdhi ta anubhuti ta karo sathe bhaag kore neuar moto na ...ekebare nijesyo..
Anek din bhebechi.. ei chotto chotto bhison nogonnyo kintu ekanto apon amar ei kotha guloke ami likhe rakhbo. kintu keno jani na likhe rakha hoi ni... somay ba sujoger obhab na.. ichheu je chilo na ta na, tobe sob miliye besh bujhte parchilam amar ei choto choto anubhuti gulor khub ekta besi herfer na holeu taa prokash korar khomota ta din din hariye jachhe amar kache theke... aneek dure chole jachhe...eto tai dure je chinta bhabna gulo ke ar kuriye bariye ek kore uthte pari na.. hariye jai..bhasa tau saai dite chai na.. ..amar bhasa..amar moner bhasa..praner bhasa bangla bhasa.." amar bangala bhasa......"
to be continued.....
