Aakash ta je motei aar aager moton nirjhonjhaat nei, Superman sedin sakaalei setaa ter pelo.

Shonibaar, daily planet e off-day, clark Kent orofe Superman ektu deri korei ghum theke uthechhilo. bhaablo anekdin ghore bosey aachhi. ektu ghure-ture aasa jaak. daant maajte maajtei aakashe uthe poRlo Clark. sakaaler thaanda haway daantshirshir korchhilo. naah, ebaare sensodyne toothpaste kinte hobe. daantgulo boddo sensitive hoye gechhe. bhaablo Clark.

aakash theke New York shohor t bhaari sundor dekhachchhilo. kintu esab Superman er bohubaar dekhaa. kothaao ekta jete hobe. notun kono jaaygay. kothaay jaawa jaay? O aabar bhugol e ektu kaancha. mohaakash theke prithibee ta ke anekbaar dekhleo, knta kon desh, average american er moton-i or temon idea nei. jaahok, Superman thik korlo puuber dike jawa jak.

daante brush ghoshte ghoshtei Clark Kent, naa sorry, Superman (or gaaye ekhon sei laal chaadorwola neel jaama ta) minit dhoshek er modhyei ese pouchholo ekta nodeer opor. Nodi taar opor ekta bridge. anekta or Brooklyn Bridge er moton dekhte. ekhaane ekhon sandhe hoye esechhe. Bridge taar mathay aalo jolchhe. bhaaloi laagchhilo Superman er. O neeche neme nodir jol e kulkuchi korte gelo, kintu mukhe dewaa maattor, pet er bhetore mochoR mere uthlo! nehaat Superman er pet kharap hote nei bole holo naa. naahole ekkhuni diarrhoea hoye jeto. baaps! ki pollution!!

kintu ei jaayga ta ki? O ektu dhNaadhay poRe gelo. Laal underwear, jeta o pant er opore pore, taar elastic e brush ta gNuje rekhe ektu aakasher dike uthe giye chaarpash ta dekhe nilo Superman. uNhu, bojhaa jachchhe naa! besh chowRaa nodi. dudike duto pellaay shohor. daandiker ta ektu beshi aalokojjol. eitkui. O aaro kisab bhaabte jaachchhilo, emon samaye kiser sange jeno or dhakka laaglo. Superman ghure taakye dekhe ekta chyangRa cheharar chhele. gaale haalka daaRi. gaaye buk khola ekta jaama, dholaa paatloon porone. bosey aachhe ekta carpet opore. carpet ta shunye bhaschhe.

Dhakka kheye Superman er pithe besh byatha legechhilo. se ektu koRaa golaay bollo, “ei, ke be tui?”

Chhele ta ektuo naa ghaabRe bollo, “aapni ke moshaai? aakasher modhye lamp post er moton dNaaRiye aachhen? lokjon ke jatayat korte deben naa, naaki?”

Superman ektu gorom hoye bollo, “Oye, kaar sange katha bolchhis jaanis?”

Chheleta taar ekmaatha jhNaakRa chule haath chaaliye bollo, “nighghaat aapni american! sara duniya ta baaper sampotti hisebe dhore niyechhen!”

“aami naahoy American, tumi kothaay thaako chaaNdu?”

Chhele taar carpet er opor aadhshowa hoye bolo, “aami? Arab e!”

Superman toRaak kore laafiye uthlo, “Arab e? takhani bujhechhi! naahole aar flight technology churi korechho tumi? janis ota Pentagon er classified information? tui churi korechhis. terrorist!!”

Chheletaao sojaa hoye bose khNichiye uthlo, “terrorist? flight technology? ei jaajim jobekaar maal, tomaar purboprush takhan Europe e hama dichchhilo, bujhecho! aamar kaachhe aaro jaa aachhe naa, tomake ekkhuni thaanda kore ditey paari.”

“jaani to,” Superman bollo, “Weapons of Mass Destruction niye ghurchhis tui. Shaala terrorist! tobe aamar opor apply kore kichchhu korte paarbi naa, ei bole dilum.”

Carpet wolaa tokkhuni pocket theke ki jeno baar korte jachchhilo, emon samaye khaanik duure kaader jeno gawlaa pawa gelo, nijeder modhye katha bolte bolte aaschhe.

TO BE CONTINUED……

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