Pratibhar Smriti

Edin hothaat xi bhutung koi olal. Moi dorja khuli taak dekhi alop asorite holu. Dhumuhar dore sumai aahi xi taar signature stylot xudhile ”cigarette aase?”

“nai. Moi baad disu”

“kiyo cancer neki?” taar typical kharangkhas style. Moi taak bahu dinor pora jaanu. Gotike hatbhambha nahalu

“paach bosor agote erilu. Dangor suwali tetiya tini bosor. Edit tai kole papa tumaar gaar pora beya gondho olai. Xidinar pora baad”

“kaali Jodi tai koi tur mukhar pora gondho olai to khuwa baad bondho kori dibi?” taar ajuktikor kotha ignore kora mor karone xohoj. Moi eituwu jaanu je taar beberibaang kothar patoni mane serious kotha kiba aase.

Proactive hoi aaru kiba ulta pulta kuwar agote kalu “vodka aase. Khabi?”

“de. Vodkar baas puwaliye nepai jen pao” Ignore the 2^nd sentence. Moi nijoke kolu

Xi tenekuwai. Engineeringor hostelot prothom dina ekeloge ragging khai sinaaki huwa aaru tar pisor saari bosoror constant partner. Tetiyawo xi tenekuwa aasile, etiyawo xi enekuwa. Mukhat ji thaake koi diye. Bahute beya pai kintu taar basic human nature tu saai pisot nije nije thik hoi jai. Facebook chasebookat taar interest nai. Logor bilaake moke taar kotha xudhi thake. Moi nu ki kom. Thaku ekekhon Pune sohorote, kintu contact hoi taar mood hole. Beberibung bokatu bhang khuwar lakhyan buli bahute koi. Moi kintu nemanu. Hostelot bahut bhang khalu. Kimaan din je submarine maari pink Floyd bojai guitaror logot ekhon beleg duniyaloi uti bhahi goisilu...taar kunu hisaab nai. Aase matho smriti. Smriti Choudhury nohoi….memorywala smriti.  

Large peg duta bonai, eta taak di kolu “ko”

“Ki kom?”

“ji kobo aahisili”

“ki kobo aahisilu?”

“moi ki jaanu?”

“koi aasu roh. tai aase?” tai mane mor patni. Duyure rahi jora nimile. Tai thoka timot xi naahe, aahileo tai taar agot nulai. Tair mote xi eta bhangura aghori, taar mote tai ejoni control freak. Mok angulit nachuyai.

“aaji xonibaar. Toi to janoi mor off aaru tair duty tkake”

“puwali kot?”

“dance classot goise. Ahiboloi eghontaro besi aase”

“anibo jabo lagibo?”

“nelage. driver tuye loi aahibo”

“life ho to aisi”

“ko etiya”

“moi beeya patibo olaisu”

“kiiiiiii?” reaction tu alop besi hoi gol. Hoboi. Taar nisina lorai nije beeya paatim buli koise. Tathapi kothatu beya hol. Ajuktikor prosno bahut olabo pare. Jene ”emaan asorit hoiso je? Moi beeya patibo nuwaru neki. Tor dore nikamma etai pare Jodi moi nuwaru neki?” etyadi, etyadi. Situation tu manage koribo lagibo

“mane wow!!!” buli koi uthi goi freez tur pisot mukh khon dhakilu.

“ice mor karoneo alop aanibi”

Aaru eta peg bonai, borof dhaali moi taar kaxot aahi bohilu. Xi mor reaction tur bixoye uncomfortable question nusudhile. Bodhhai xi prepared hoi aahise – mor pora tenekuwa reactionor karone. Kothatu bhabi alop relax holu.

“ei baar axom jaote Pratibhak log palu”. Pratibha taar ex-preyoshi. Etiya duta puwalir maak. Giriyek fishery officer. Pratibha, xi aaru moi ekekhon townore. Kintu aamaar xinaki AEC’t. Tai taar schoolor dinor preyashi. Taai maaje maaje hostel aahe, osorore university hostelor pora. Prathom baar ahote xi aaru moi roommate. Gotike badhyatamulak sinaaki aru taar pisot roomor pora olai juwar engit. Bor bhaal suwali aasile tai. Taar nisina mukali ghora etaak je keneke baandhi rakhisil bhabi asorit laage. Ebaar xi bihur pisot hostelot pitha loi aahisil. Pratibhai banuwa pitha. Logor bilaake gom pai taak khub jokaale. Guwahatir lora Daduye alop besi aag baari goi pitha khon asleel dhorone seleki khale aaru pitha khonok praibhar eta body parts logot rijaale. Xei dina hostelor lora bilaake taar eta beleg roop dekhisil

“atcha. Taar pisot”

“Common friendor bhoniyek ejonir beeyat log paalu. Khuwar xomoit taai aaru moi ekeloge bohisilu. Tair giriyek tu beleg ekhon tabulot bohi puwali duta sombhali aasile. Xei pondoro minitot tai mok luchi, ghugni aaru rosogollar logot proposal eta khuwai dile. mor henu beeya korar boyosh paar hoi goi aase aaru more importantly tair hatot ejoni perfect suwali aase”

“ex flame acting as matchmaker” moi katakhya tu marar chance tu eridibo nukhujilu

“sarcasm tur mukhat bhaal nelage”

“sorry”

“tai mok next day suwali sabo matisile. Xei dina raati moi bahut bhabilu aaru decide korilu je Pratibhar karone moi atleast suwali joni sai aahim. Ratipuwa juwar agote moi maak dekha kori golu. Janoito maa aajikaali bisonate pori thaake. Uthibo nuware. Normally moi gole maar lecture arombho hoi jai - mor jeewan to moi keneke nosto kori aasu aaru kaande. Xidina mai eko nokoi khaali haahi eta maari kole aaji moi xaantit moribo paarim“     

Xi ebaar kahani arombho korile sob koi jai. Moi by defauly ejon bhaal listener. Xei karone prithibit saage mor agote xi sob kotha khuli koi.

“suwali tur kotha ko” purana dinor excitement aahi goise. Hostelot thakute amar duniya khon khub ximito aasile. Xei ximito duniyar permanent resident aasile jogotor sob  good looking suwali bur. Smriti Choudhurik moi green card disilu. Bor beleg dhoronor suwali aasile tai. Lora type. Boys cut. Bike solai. Kiba rohosyojonok karonot ebosor loss kori amaar semesterot aahisil. Tair mod aaru bhangor proti affinity thaka buli remour eta aasile. Lora bilaake khub fantasise kore. Moi edin xudhi pelaisilu – tumi bule bhang khuwa? Taar pisot tai amaar bhangor addar regular member. Khub bhaal gaan gaisile. Moi silimor pora bhang khabo nuwarisilu. Cigaretot mix kori khao. Tayo eke. Xi kinto silim tanisil. Prothomote bhangor addat suwali aana karone xi beya paisil. Kintu ebaar tair gaan aaru musicor funda xunaar pisot xi taik member hisabe accept kori loisil. Sei Smriti Choudhury edin bhang khai mor bisona khonot boliya hoi goisil. Taik bule kihobai uruwai loi jai. Aami bedsheetere taik bandhi rakhibo loga hoisil. Edin tai mok ejoni suwali dekhabo loi goisil. “tumaar karone ejoni bamunor suwali saiso. 4^th sem mechanical”. Sei suwali aaji mor patni

“moi Pratibhar ghor goi olalu. Fishery officer mor karone roi assile. Bor bhaal kaam koribo olaisa buli xi amaak taar garit suwalir ghoroloi drop koribo loi gol. ekhon onaath ashromor agot gaari rokhai mok aaru Pratibhal nomai xi gusi gol. Moi kiba bhabi puwaar agote tai mok bhitoroloi loi gol. enekuwa lagisil jen sob agote pre-planned aasile. Mok eta roomat loi juwa hol. Alop pisot Pratibhai ejoni suwali loi aahile. Average type suwali ejoni kintu mukh khon sanghatik ujjal”

“baby adoption xunisilu, bride adoption natun concept. Sorry koi ja”

“Luitor banot suwali jonir sob uti gol. maak, paapek, ghor, bhayek. Tai hostelot aasile. Porhat biraat soka. Pratibha hote poisa uthai taik AEC’t MCA korale. Final exam di etiya reslutor karone bohi aase. Campus’t TCS paise, Pune posting. Kintu okole jabo dibo bhoi kore. Pratibhai jaane moyo software company’t kaam karu. Suwali mot ke 10 bosor xaru. Kintu Pratibhai bisaare moi taike beeya korai Pune loi aahu. Amaar xangsaar nosolileo tair jeewan tu soli jabo.”

“Marriage as social responsibility? Good. Gotei jeewan tu toi nijor karone jiyali. Etiya alop belogor karone jee sa”

“Pratibhayo take kole. Tair mote mor jeewantu patni nuhuwake soli sabo paribo, mor saage ketiyao patnir darkaar nohobo. Moi bule bhangura siva babar nisina, jeewan tu kotai dibo paarim, kintu ejoni Parvati’r life tu Jodi mor karone settle hoi jai, then I will no longer be Shiva the destroyer”

Taar kotha bilaak xuni moi Nirav hoi thakilu. Nijoke taar bandhu hisabe jaani Gaurav bodh korilu. Bhabilu aaji patnik koi bhaal lagibo je tai jaak beya manuah buli bhabe xi asolote ejon mohan manuh. Bhaang khalei maanuh beya nohoi. Raati kothatu patnik kolu. Tai climax tu nijor stylot kori golpotu xex kori thole

“xi tair uproot ehsaan kora buli nebhabiba. Ulta taihe taar uport dangor ehsaan eta korise. Taar nisina bhangura aad doyoxia manuh etaar log beeya hoboloi maanti hoise”

Perspective!!!!.

Deuka

Moi paakhi meli disu

Ebuku axaa aaru eta xapon loi

Niyorot tita surya xeekha

Aaru dhuxorito gadhuli

Moi paakhi meli disu

Deuka bhangar bhoi

Aaru herai juwar bibhixika

Adrishyo edaal xeekoli

xei xeekoli bhangi aaji

Moi paakhi meli disu

Prarthona aaru sahanubhuti

Nojokaba aaji mok

Jeevan bator majpothot

Bishwaxor brihot pradakhyep

Moi paakhi meli disu

Brastachar

Lord Vishnu is angry. You can see it on His face. He is walking from one end of the giant lotus where He normally lies down at this time of the day, to the other. Not today. Today He is worried. Worried because He has been told by a group of Devtas just now that Indralok is about to go bankrupt. Unless He does something drastic and quick, it’s going to be the end of the Universe.

He still remembers the day when Bramha came to Him to warn. Brahma explained to him the revenue model of heaven. Not that He does not know about it, but after all the incarnations and a few thousand years on the trot, even Lord Vishnu is allowed to forget a few trivial things. Vishnu asked Brahma if those wonderful process excellence tools, invented by human can be used up here on Indralok to save a few bucks. “Not when Indra and his fellow Devtas consume 50,000 lit Somras everyday” Brahma was quick to reply. “Especially not when you insist on retaining the same old dancers like Urvashi & Menaka by doing plastic surgery” Narad was even quicker. “But the doctors have done a wonderful job” Vishnu thought aloud but did not say it for the fear of a stern look from Laxmi who has been insisting on a nose job from last 3 decades. Focus Vishnu focus – He brings back his mind to the heavenly issues again.

He calls for an emergency meeting of the Trinity council - Brahma, Vishnu, Maheshar. Actually it’s more of a one man show. Shiv, now a day is completely intoxicated. Nandi, apparently has experimented with so many varieties of grass that Mahadev now does not even need a chillum. Brahma is suffering from dementia and Vishnu wandered if the meeting will even last till lunch

“Team we have a problem” Vishnu opened with his usual calm voice. Today He was tense

Brahma: “Oh. I must have forgotten to flush the toilet”

Shiv: “That’s why I don’t tell Parvati where I keep my collection of..eh”

Vishnu:”Guys guys guys it’s not what you think. We have a code RED here and I need immediate attention from all of you”

Brahma:”What is code RED”

Shiv: “Give me Reeeeeeeeed. Huh huh ha”

 Vishnu:”We ARE red. Kaput. Khallas. No more money for your phoney trips or your old age medicine pals. Get up. Give me some hand here”

This made both Shiva and Brahma the jolt to bring them to the senses. Vishnu explained to them the revenue model of Indralok. “As you are aware, we print a million Mudras for every honest politician or Babu from our beloved earthly place called India. In the last couple of centuries we got fantastic brands like Gandhi, Ambedkar, Subhas which kept the Mudra value way below the Dollar giving us a fiscal surplus. But all of a sudden we stopped getting honest politicians and babus from India. Honest politicians are such a rarity in India that the term is taught as an example of oxymoron in schools now a days. So I need your advise on improving the situation”

 Shiv:”I heard about this guy called Anna. What about him? Can we bank on him?

Vishnu:”May be yes..may be no. The way his fellow partners are going......I am not sure”

Brahma being the practical guy, suggested a few business ideas. “Let’s print a Mudra for the air people breath every day. 120 Cr people... 120 Cr Mudras everyday.”

Vishnu:”Not a bad idea. I think all the internet entrepreneurs are doing exactly the same. Make it free at first and then once people are addicted.....start a nominal fee”

Suddenly Shiv realised that He needs to contribute too (otherwise listen to the same jargons during yearend appraisal and raise for more joints). “How about printing a Mudra for every 30ml consumed in India”

”Not a bad idea” Vishnu realised suddenly that the meeting is warming up. He switched off the iPhone so that Laxmi does not disturb Him. He hates to switch off the gadget which was personally gifted to him by Steve, but today it’s a matter of life and death. Pondering over Bholebom’s idea, Vishnu made a rough mental calculation of the Mudra numbers. He did not like what He got.

“We need much more than that”. Vishnu declared

The trio tried everything at their disposal but nothing really came out. When they were about to call it a day, it struck the trinity that why not capitalise the very fact that is making the Indralok bankrupt.

“Let’s print a Mudra for every act of corruption that a babu or neta commits” The trio cried in unison......And thus the heaven survived to live another lifetime

Daag

Mor bisonaat eta daag aase

Tair logot moi xodai xuo

Bisona sador khon dhuleo daag tu thaaki jai

Raati xuwaar xomoyot akou amoni kore

Edin raati moi ghuri oha naasilu

Tai sakumudi moloi roi aasile

Gotei raati axaar baraxunot titi

Xei dina raati bhija daag tu mouna hoi gol

Moi aaru mor abhimaani daag

Joubonor bheta di rakhibo nuwara baanot phura

Eta kamonaar tej ronga saneki

Moi khaali anguli bulai jao

Aaru tai gun gunai

Xaap

Xaapor dore tai pori thake potharot

Tair dehot ajoshro futaa

Xei futaare paani olai

Xei paanire pothar knone xaponor kathiya pare

Edin xaap daal mori thaakil

Bondho hoi gol tair randhra dhaar

Bukur kothiya pelaai pothaar nirob hoi gol

Moi etiya edaal xaap bisaari aasu

Xaponor kothiyatoli punor jeepal kariboloi

God

You wanted me to live

But I fought

You wanted me to be myself

But I aped morons

Science call you dark

Art call you God

You are a mystery

But I know the truth

You are what every person is

You want what every person has

Yet you are faceless and nonexistent

Like a void without dimension

From here to eternity

From big bang to black hole

You are what you should be

Open your door of perception

To see Him in His true state

Baan Paani

It is hard to believe that the splendor of Brahmaputra, with which I am in love, would spill into the life and soul of so many innocents. It ignites a flame that tortures me without end. Whoever has experienced the evils of flood that Brahmaputra brings in every year, knows the ills that comes upon lesser mortals. A man fears everything divine, but whenever a man made (or lack of it) cheers on destructive voyage, its plain agony and helplessness. Do we need another Noah in Assam to save us from the massacre?

An average Assamese works in a rainy, muddy, cold and damp environment for most of his life but still dreads the sight of an embattled farmer on a littered village devastated by the deluge. Why can’t we stop the overwhelming power of flood that comes to Assam every year like a festival of death & disease? The limit to do so exists only in the mindset.

Flood may be unpreventable but damages can be prevented. For most part of India, water is an asset but for Assam it’s an enemy. It’s time to think for the policy makers and administrators to turn one’s liability to other’s asset. Repetitive flood is a slap on our progress and we can no longer afford the high cost of natural disasters.

Let’s rise from the swamp full of mosquitoes to the high tide of political will with a mindset to stop this inundation.