১৩০ম অধ্যায়: পণ্যের মূল্য (দ্বিতীয় পর্ব)
দukaner hathe hath buliye, mathay tuale ghumti rakhe, samne ese, angul ghaste ghaste hasimukhe bollen, “tin sim, dhanyabad.”
qin wei buker kach theke shukiye jawa tholeti ber kore, taka ber korar jonyo udyat hocchilo, dam shunei thik thakte parle na, uchu shore bollen, “ki? tin sim? eto dam keno? lok thoke naccho naki?”
“choto bhai, apni ki golmal pakate esechen naki?”
qin yi taratari qin weir hater kapor tane, dewale tangano damer talika angul diye nirdesh kore fison fison monekoriye dilen, “ekhane jinispatrer dam emni. malik kono thokonini, taratari taka diye chole asun.”
tokon qin wei anichchhakritofabe thole ber kore, tinte rupor mudra gune dam chuke dilen.
dokaner baire eseo ragate ragate bhabchilo, “ekhaner damkhub beshi, shudhu ek bela shokalerkhaber khetei tin sim lege gelo, onnanno jaygar theke shokaler chhoy-shat gun.”
qin yi qin weir dike takiye, nirupay hoye matha ndule dilen.
mone hocche kal tar bisleshon, qin wei ekta kothao kane toleni.
longpo-pur durg diye ghera, baire theke aboshyokyo jiniser madhyom eka, dam swabhavik bhabei beshi, tai ei damo beye utheche.
qin yi hasimukhe bollen, “apni ki khabar khawar shomoy dewaler dam dekhenni? shob dokaner dam pray eki.”
etarpor qin yi kichu ekta mone kore hasimukhe bollen, “ashole amader dujoner matro du sim dilei hoto, tar sokaler khabar protiti ek sim kore, tobe malik amader ebong qin mu bondhu ei khorone qin mur khabarer damo dhore niyeche.”
qin wei shunei shonge shonge lakkho poriborton kore, tar poribarte sei byaktike lokkho korlen jar protri tar dharna age thekeo kharap chhilo.
“ki? ami to boleichi, ei lokti kharap. amra age theke keu karoke chini na, tobe ese khawa-dawa korche, khub-i kharap. porobortite dekha hole, dekhi ki bhabe take shaja di, oboshoy amader khabarer dam tule nite hobe! hum!”
sokaler khabar shesh kore, dujone ghure berate laglen.
dujone ekta bhandar dokane gelen, sekhane jiniser dam bairer tulonay shoto gun beshi.
bishesh kore lobon, tar dam bairer tulonay tinsho gun beshi.
shotti obisshasyo byapar.
qin wei eta dekhe dokaner maliker pokkho niye bollen, “akash patal dam na hole ek bela khabar khele ek sim hobe keno? lobon erokom dam hole dokane jinis dama howai swabhavik.”
tara kaporer dokano giyechhilo, ekhane kaporer damo beshi, tobe tulonamulok bhabe kom, dam bairer shottor guner moto.
“etarpor ekhane shobai shudhu nirdisto poshakh pore, eto dami kapor ke kine? amar mone hoy, jodi khorak kora na-o hoy, tabeo eto kapor keu kine na.”
qin wei kotha shesh korei dekhlen ekta birbanggona narishokti hate bag niye dhuke porlen, chokh buliye ekta rupor thole fele diye bollen, “notun asha ei du rokomer poridhan, amar shob chai, amar barite pathiye diben.”
bolei chole gelen.
qin wei er mone holo take keu lakhyo koreche, tobe kono proman chhilo na.
dujone kapor dokan theke beriye, banijjik sarak torke pichhone fele, basabari gulo modhye ghure berate laglen, madhyo-chiner onnanno jayga theke shompurno alada sthapatya shilpo, tar alada ek anondo chhilo.
qin wu alse bhabe qin yir pichhe pichhe ghurchhilo, hotath thame giye ekti goli mukher dike takiye bolle, “eh? chhoto yi, ami ki porar shobdo shunte pacchi? ekhane ki kono bidyalay ache?”
“bidyalay? qinglin jelay ami kono bidyalay dekheni, bhabini ekhane thakbe,” qin yi shunei utshaho niye bollen, “cholo, amra giye dekhi.”
dujone goli shesh matray giye ekta boro ghor dekhlen, jar upor ekta folok tangano chhilo: “qin-er bidyalay.”
“qin-er bidyalay? changping houfu er chinha, ki eta amader changping houfu toiri koreche?” qin wei obak hoye jiggesh korlen.
qin yi matha ndule bollen, “shothik bhabe bolte gele, eta yilang jong-er ekhane amader weishui qin-er shakha toiri koreche.”
“shakha, tahole to thik ache!” qin wei tokon bujhe uthe, heshe bollen, “shotti eki bongsho, tahole to aro shohoj.” eta bole sohoje darja khule dhuke porlen.
qin yi badha dite parlen na.
na boliye dhoka, eta je kono jaygay khub-i oshisto byapar.
qin yi nirupay hoye taratari pichhe pichhe dhuke porlen.
anginar ekpashe balur math, ek dol panch-chhoy bochhor boyoshi bachchara lathir maddhye balur mathay likhchilo.
onnyopashe, ek dol no-dosh bochhor boyoshi bachchara kather takhta niye ki shob porchhilo.
valomoto shune, bujha gelo eta bitmub-er shishyara sankolon kora <longyu>.
“ke?”
ekjon bhodro modhyoboyshi byaktika, darjar kachhe ekta soft bed-e boshe, cha kheye, prater aloy anonde boi porchhilo, shobdo shune hotath ghure darja mukher dike takiye ekta halka shorkare dak dilen.
tokon qin wei ebong qin yi dujoner poshak ebong chehara dekhe, modhyoboyshi bhodrolok thamiye giye, dujoner dike giye, hasimukhe hath jore jiggesh korlen, “apnara ki pu-tang-er notun dujon shishya?”
qin yi ebong qin wei dujone ek-oporer dike takiye dekhlen, tara kobe theke eto khyato hoye gelen, je je keu tader porichoy bole dite pare?
qin yi hasimukhe hath jore bollen, “thik tai, jani na shashrok ki bhabe janlen?”
tokon, qin mu-er awaj vitor theke ashlo: “oboshoy ami babake bolechi. ha ha... qin yi shishbhai, amader abar dekha holo, shotti ki mil.”
qin yi tokon bujhen, “tahole, eta qin mu shishbhaier bari!”
qin yi taratari shamne thaka modhyoboyshi bhodroloker kachhe shokromon kore bollen, “chhotobhai qin yi, abba ke shalam janai.”
modhyoboyshi bhodrolok protidan dilen, tarpor ghure taratari asha qin mu ke bollen, “chhotomui, apnara to esecho, tahole ei dujon otithike apnari obhirdhona korun. chhotomui, amar matro ekta shortho, bidyalayer shadharon porasunay badha deben na.”
bole, ghure qin yi dujoner na boliye dhokar karone lekha ebong pora thamano bachchader dike takiye, halka shorkare dak dilen, “keno thamle? chalie jao!”
angina shongge shonge dujon darja khular obosthay fire gelo.
bole, modhyoboyshi bhodrolok soft bed-e fire gelen, qin yi dujoner dike r takalen na, nijer moto boi pora ebong cha khawa chalie gelen.
qin mu hasimukhe qin yi dujonke niye, ekta arch ebong coridor pere, pichhoner anginay dhuklen, shamner anginar awaj kome gelo, tarpor qin yi ke bujhiye bollen, “baba ei rokom shvaber, apnara dujone kichu mone korben na.”
“eta amader dujoner vul hoyeche.”
qin mu ebong qin yi kotha bolar por, utshaho niye jiggesh korlen, “qin yi shishbhai, apnara keno amader bidyalay ese gelen?”
qin yi ei shujoge bujhiye bollen, “amra dujona ghure beranor shomoy, hotath porar awaj shune, apon mone holo, obhishoto hoye, chole elam, kheyale ashe, na boliye dhoke porechi, kheyal korben na.”
qin mu shune, hath dujona nebe, bhari hasi heshe bollen, “apnara dujona beno-er shishya, erokom kora shobhabik, ami kothay dosh debo.”
qin yi ei shujoge dujoner achoronke sundor kore, pichhone ekta kshama cheye nilen, onnyo pokher shommonti peye, sheshporjonto ager oshisto achoronke dhuke fellen.