Thursday, July 7, 2011

amar bhai babu

title tai bhul type korlam prothome, bhai er bodole likhlam bahi may be its to show that its futile to contain our relationshp within a few words but i will do it since i had pledged long back in one of my older blogs amar bhai, jokhon esechhilo shei muhurto gulo amar beshi mone nei, shudhu mone achhe didar barite i got permission after many a begging to hold him in my lap once, r sofa te boshe ma jokhon amar kole dilo kathay mora amar bhai k, it must have been the happiest moment, my first memory with my brother. i guess when ma was pregs with him, i had asked ma j i want a bro, she said pray to Ma Durga and i did that. er porer, mane or chhotto belar kotha khub ekta mone nei. but i remember j aam baganer barite kibhabe amra neem gachhtay uthe neem pata pere pichhoner tubewell theke dhuye khetam. jedin saap dekhe o mayer kuchi dhore jhule porechilo, i remember that, tokhon cable chhilo na, friday raater movies were must watch, so i came in a bit late probably even after the shout. i love one photo of mine and bhai's in front of Senguptader bari, wish i had scanner to attach that one, i find both of us looking lovely. r babur chhotbaelar pics dekhle to mone hoy o kano boro holo, i could still cuddle him otherwise. sobai bole o naki dushtu chhilo bt i dnt remember. i remember j or chhotobaelay or result er din amader tension hoto k nite jabe cz we would worry that he would nt pass this time. r amader surprise kore o protibar 9 ranks kore egiye asto. class 4 e jkhn o 15th holo, i remember jumping in the road in happiness. my happiest moment, always. dhire dhire o onek chapa holo, we were and will always be great friends but kichhu durotto aste laglo jeta natural. i remember our fights over the remote control, kichhu holei cable line khule fele dao, abar jhamela kore oita tola, dori jholano. ekbar shoshthir din aemon holo j o raag kore bari chhere chole gaelo, came back after 1 or 2 hrs, i was unrepentant. i was mean. tarpor or pithe bat bhanga, or bocha naker jonnow naki ami dayi bt i dnt remember that fight any more. r ekta incident holo ok lake e dubiye faela pray, mane oita to heights, ki j boshal bipod hoto. once we both bit each other :) over time i realised j o amar theke onek matured. r ok grand chumu dewatao ekta ritual chhilo, ofcourse he would be so scared of that :) i wish o konobar school e prothom 3 joner modhye asto, or opurno ekta ichhe. today he is my greatest confidante. amra ek sathe koto kichhute relate kori, over our families, over our lives forward. ei sedin o amay 2to bhalo bhalo jama kine dilo, shei amar chhotto bhai ta. i love you babu

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