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“G**d mereche!” bolle Madan. “koi dekhi!” bolei Aladin er haath theke prodeep taa chhiniye niye ek chokh bondho kore uNki dilo bhetore. ki dekhlo ke jaane, Purandar ke bollo, “Jhot se ekta kobita jhaaRo to!”

Purandar DS er dike taakiye fyasfyase gawlaay bollo, “aami paarbo naa Madan da, ekhon kichhutei paarbo naa.”

Crucio!” ektur jonye bNeche gelo Harry. tobe eibaar se hNaafachchhe, chulgulo ghaamer sange lepte gechhe kopaale. aar beshikkhon naa.

Madan ekbaar sedike dekhei, Purandar er takiye bollo, “Nakshaal! b**l kothaakar!” ekta boRo dom niye ek phNuu maarlo prodeep taar mukhe.

‘BOOM’ – pidim er oporer dhaakna ta chhitke gelo. ekta beguni dhNowaar kundoli baaire paakiye uthlo. shonaa gelo ekta gawla, “ure baba!! ki bisri gondhow-w-w!! wyack!”

Aladin eibar dhomke uthlo, “ki hochchhilo etokkhon dhore, dakchhi shunte pao naa?”

“taai bole omon ekta bitkel gondho shNokaaben?” bhaari abhimaan kore bolle Jinn.

“baaje bokonaa, oi loktaake aatkaao. chhele taake mere fello bole!”

“Oi shNutko taa? jo huqm, mere aqa!” shNow kore egiye gelo maanusher moton chehaara wala dhNowaar kunodli maarka Jinn, so-o-ja Voldemort er dike.

Voldemort Jinn ke aaste dekhei wand ghuriye chitkaar korlo, “expecto patronum!” ekta rupoli saap chhitke elo Jinn er dike. Jinn khub casually saap taake dhore nijer dhNowaar jobbar modhye pure aabar egiye gelo.

Voldemort etotaai abaak hoechilo, je kono kathaai bolte paarlo naa. Jinn sojaa or mukhomukhi hoye bollo, “ki moshaai, kochi chheletaake bNaash dichchhen keno?” Voldemort ektukhaani saamle nijer wand taa aabar tulte jachchilo, Jinn ek dhomok dilo, “ei aapnar jonye aamar kNacha ghum taa maati holo. aapnake ki bolte ichche kore bolun to?”

Silencio wand tule shashalo Lord Voldemort.

“Aarbi bolun moshaai. Ingriji bujhinaa.”

Incarcerous!” koththeke ekgaada doRi ese bNedhe fello Jinn ke. kintu dhNowaa ke bNadha mushkil, chupse gelo bNaadhon ta. Jinn eibaar birokto holo, “dhuttor. beyaadob aadmi kaahaNka!” bolei ek ghusi maarlo Voldemort ke. thik maarar aager muhuurte dekhaa gelo Jinn er dhNowaate haath ta hothaat muscular hoye gelo. aar ghusi kheye Lord Voldemort chhitke poRlo, magic carpet er opor. thik D.S. er paashei.

“Oh! thanks a lot friends.” Harry bollo khaanik opor theke, jHaantay bhaste bhaaste.

Purandar aabar haau haau kore uthlo, “O Madan da, D.S…..!”

Madan Jinn ke bolle, “du botol Banglu niye eso to.”

Jinn ektu bhruu kNuchke, gawlaa chulkote chulkote bollo, “Maalik naa bolle aami kichhu kori naa.”

Aladin khNichiye uthlo, “Etokkhon dhore naak daakanor samaye Maalik mone chhilo naa? jaao niye eso joldi!”

Jinn bhaari aaNshte mukh kore chole gelo, Purandar chhi chhi kore uthlo, “chhih Madan da, tumi eto boRo harami aami bhaabini. D.S. er bodyr saamne tumi Bangla khabe? paarbe khete?”

Madan uttor dewaar aagei Jinn ferot chole elo, ek haathe jholaano duto jaali bangla maal-er botol.

Madan ekta khule D.S. er naaker kaachhe dhorlo. ek second…. du second….teen second- D.S. er mawRaa potaang kore chokh khullo, “ihh guru! Kolabagan er blacker maal mone hochche? CHAAMPI!”

D.S. aaRamoRaa bhenge uthe boslo, aar hNaa hoye taakiye roilo Purandar ebong Aladin. “ki korle bolo to Madan da?” bokaar moton proshno korle Purandar.

“e hochchhe Madan er brain, jaanbe! ar ei hochche dhyamna D.S.  aami to jaani-i D.S. ki maal, joto jai hok, bangla’r gondho shNokaao, o thik khaRa hoye jaabe!”

“o moshaai!” interrupt korlo Jinn. “aamake ekhon kichhukkhon deke deke jalaben naa. aami ghumote jachchhi, kaalker dumbaa taa motei subidher chhilo naa, aaj chNowaa dhekur uthchhe.” bolei suRut kore sNedhiye gelo prodip er bhetor.

“aami kaalkei bollum, oto kheo naa…” Aladin bolte jachchhilo, hothaat Harry jhNaata niye bhese uthe elo, jhNaatar dogaay bosaa Superman, hNafachchhe.

Harry D.S. ke dekhei chomke uthlo, “eki! aapni bNeche aachhen? kintu killing curse…”

are duur- oi killing er 108 baar…. osab baan-faan aneke anek maariyechhe, taai diye ki ar fyataRur iyer dogaa chhNowaa jaabe?”

Harry kichhu ekta bolte gelo, kintu theme giye bollo, “Clark ero to kichhu holo naa. du-dubaar killing curse byartho?”

Superman bollo, “na na, hoyni ke bollo, ei ‘S’ ta amar supershield. er jonyei bNeche gechhi. taaitei buke byatha hoye gechhe. etokkhon to bridge er khambaa’r opor bose rest nichchhilum. ebaar baaRi jete paarle bhaalo hoy.”

Aladin bollo, “cholun, aami-i aapnake pNouchhe diye aasi, buke chot niye aar eka eka jaaben naa.”

Superman ekgaal hese bollo, “jaabi bhaai? chaw:! toke santraasbaadi bole bhaari bhul korechhi, kichhu mone korisne!”

Madan bolle, “kintu ei teko shudda taar ki hobe? eo to kil kheye lotke gechhe!”

Purandar bolle, “okeo ektu bangla shNukiye daao Madan da.”

Harry hNaa-hNaa kore uthlo, “na na, khoboddar naa! okeo Aladin niye choluk, England er opor diye jaawar samaye tup kore Azkaban er chhaate fele dobo.”

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ektu pore, jakhan Aladin, Harry aar Superman Karachi’r opor diye pass korchhe, takhano Superman taar Super-hearing e shunte pachchhilo, kaager thyang er moton lokta chhoRaa kaatche

baan maare Voldy

teRe aase Jinn

haath naaRe fyataRu

haase Aladin…

ei gopper sab choritro kaalponik. keu baastober sange kono mil khNuje pele taar sahitya-gyan niye aamar kichhu bolbaar nei.

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