অধ্যায় ১৪৩: জ্যাকসনের পছন্দ!
“অবstaantee ki obostha?”
fang yu-r porikha shesh howar por, chang orjone jiggasha korlen.
ei shomoye, piken ebong shi mo-o taratari chole ashlen.
fang yu fire giye pashe boshlen ebong shanto bhaabe bollen, “shnayur okkhoy... ai adhunik chikitsha-biggane er kono bekkha nei.”
“shnayur okkhoy? kintu jekson shaheb ajkeo onek jubok... ebong shadharonoto tini onek shokti-shomponno, tar kono shomoshshai nei!”
shi mo-o tordid howe bollen.
niyom onujayi, jekson-er boyosh chollish-er kachakachi ba ponchash-er dharakashe, tini ekhono tar shomporno shokti-shomponno boyoshe achen.
etar moto shomoshsha howar kotha noy!
“tar ei jaigatai shomoshsha hoyeche...”
fang yu jekson-er merudondo nirdesh kore, gambhir bhaabe bollen.
“ami bujhechi... ekti shutor tan le shomporno shorire tar probhab pore. jekson mone korechilen eta chhoto byapar, kintu tini bhabenni je eta tar shomporno shorirer obosthake probhabito korbe!”
shi mo-o bujhe felen.
“tumi je kotha bolecho tao thik... ami bolte chacchi, eta shudhu matro ekti karon. ar tar shadharononoto kichu obbhash, er folei tar eirokom obostha hoyeche! jodi tini tar shorirer jotno niten, tobe hoyto amar sahajjo lagto na!”
fang yu shanto bhaabe bollen.
“kintu, amra onekkhon porikha koreo kono nirdishto shomoshsha khuje paini!”
tokhon, pashei thaka dongyu-r ekjon adhunik chikitshok obak hoe bollen.
“tumi ki shorirer nirdishto obosthaitoi porikha korechile? tar probhab shob dike poreche, jodi utsho khuje na pao, tobe thik kora shombhob noy!”
fang yu gambhir bhaabe bollen.
“jokhon utsho okhane... fang daktar, ami mone kori amra adhunik chikitshokra eta thik korte parbo! apni jeksonke ekhon amader hate tule din, amra oboshshoi take shustho kore tulbo!”
shei chikitshok bollen.
“eta...”
chang orjone obak holen.
dongyu-r ai daktar ken je ebar jibhe dhorechen.
“jokhon eirokom, tobe ekhon jekson-er motamot dekha jak!”
fang yu rupa-r shuchi ber kore dustbin-e fele dilen.
jekson, jege uthlen.
jokhon jekson shob kichu janlen, tini fang yu-r dike takalen, ebong nishpotti korlen.
“ami ko daktar-er sathe jabo!”
“tomar ja ichchha!”
fang yu-r mukhe ekti upekshar bhaab chhilo.
shomoymoto jodi jekson fire ashte chay, tobe fang yu-r nirday hotey kono apotti thakbe na.
“fang yu...”
ei folafol dekhe.
chang orjoneo onek obak holen.
ei jekson, ottonto ziddi.
shi mo-o ebong shomporno nishshobdo hoye gelen.
mone hocche, ebaro dongyu aage chole gelo.
“chang orjone... amar kono shomoshsha nei. tara jodi shwikar na kore, tobe amar kichu jay ashe na... amader prachin chikitsha-biggan je prothombarer moto shondeher shikar hocche ta noy, aro ekbar hole ki ba ashe jay! ami nishchit kore bolte pari, ami jodi take rog-er karono boli tobeo.
tini manushke abar fire pathaben!
tokhon, amar nirdayota niye keu kotha bolben na!”
fang yu thanda bhaabe bollen.
chang orjone lomba nishshash felen.
tini o janen fang yu-r boyosh matro kuri-er kachakachi, ekjon shital ebong ogombhir jubok.
“arekta byapar nei, ami chole jachi!”
fang yu bollen.
haspataler byapar-gulo motamuti shesh hoyeche.
fang yu-r duty-teo thakte hoy na.
ekhane thekeo kono labh nei!
“fang daktar, obostha ki?”
bi shujun jokhon dekhlen fang yu chole jaben, tini samne ailen.
“shei jekson... kichuta ziddi!” fang yu hath bhrashto korlen.
“ki byapar?”
bi shujun bhabechilen, fang yu tar shokti prodorshon korben.
kintu, eirokom khobor paben she bhabenni.
ki je ekti bepar!
“kuch porwa nei... jehetu shudhu matro ekti koti markin dollarer khoti.”
fang yu shanto bhaabe bollen.
“khe khe... eto gulo?”
bi shujun toh janen. dollar-er bnimoy mulyo hishab korle eta akash-chonggi songkhya.
tini shara jibon rajgar koreo ei taka paben kina shondeho.
jekson shudhu emnitei bolechen... kothao kichu lakho dollar pawa geleo bhalo hoto! fang yu shanto bhaabe bollen.
“tao thik...”
bi shujun bujhe felen.
bideshira jotoi udar hok na keno, koti markin dollar.
ta shombhob noy!
“ami ekhon jachi...”
fang yu bollen.
“shei to, fang daktar...”
bi shujun fang yu-r dike takiye, tordid holen.
“bi daktar, ja bolar shidha bolun. apnake jevabe tordid dekhcchi... amar keno jeno onnrokom lagche!” fang yu gambhir bhaabe bollen.
“kono shomoshsha nei!”
bi shujun fang yu-r dike takalen.
tarpor doure paliye gelen!
fang yu matha churi dilen, bi shujuner ei obostha...
nari-r mon, bujha ki shob!
jokhon fang yu fire jawar chinta korchilen, hu yili-r phone ashlo.
“ki byapar?”
“bhalo khobor, amar pa-er byatha shesh porjonte shumpurno shustho! kono byatha nei... tobe, ami mone kori apnar asha uchit! aro, shei meye-ti, tar mon-manoshikata sthir ache.
bhalo bhabe shustho hocche! ekhono video update kore jacche!”
hu yili uttejito hoiye bollen.
prothom video-ti chhilo shei meye-tar oshobhro obostha.
bhanga haddite abar oushodh lagate hobe!
ei video-ti, ekhoni moiyin-e dhire dhire update hocche.
protidin ekti chhoto video.
ekhon, dosh lakh-er beshi like peyeche.
asha kori meye-ti dariye jete parbe.
tar mane holo.
shomoy jokhon thik thakbe.
tokhon ei oushodh bikri kora jabe.
ara, shei karhana-teo, porimane totporota cholche.
prothom batch beshi noy, kintu bikri shuru korar aage ektu prostuti newa jabe.
fang yu obostha jante parten.
hu poribar-er dike rowana holen.
“ki byapar, amar pa-er kono shomoshsha nei to?”
fang yu-r pa porikha korar shomoy dekhe, hu yili hashte hashte bollen.
“kono shomoshsha nei... kintu mone rakhben, kothin byayam korben na... gari chalate chaile, ek shoptaha pore cholbe!” fang yu hu yili-r pa chere diye, gambhir bhaabe bollen.
“ek shoptaha? tao cholbe!”
hu yili kichuta nirosho holen, kintu eksho diner tulonay.
tini onek shomoy kome peyeche.
aage bola hoyechilo ponchash din, ekhono to beshi shomoy jayni.
fang yu ki take bhul bujhiyechilen?
“hye, apni amake bolechilen adheko shomoy kome jabe... ekhono koto din. amake ekti bekkha din!” hu yili fang yu-r dike torgito dristite takiye bollen.
“eta... ami onnoke chesta korai ni. amar guru bolechilen adheko shomoy kome jabe!”
fang yu shanto bhaabe bollen.
“eta emon...?”
hu yili shune, lojja pelen.
fang yu to shobcheye bhalo jinish take diyechilen, ebong tini bujhteo parenni.
“bon... fang shaheb, ashun ekti cha khaye!”
tader kothar modhye. hu qiao-er utshaho shoho bollen.
“bhai... apnake ajke office-e jete hobe na?”
bhai-ke bari-te dekhe.
hu yili tordid howe bollen.
“ki, tumi ki amar bari-te thaka pochhondo korcho na? ay, ami bhabini je ami etota opochhondo-niy shobjonto...”
hu qiao obhinoy kore nirupay bhaabe bollen.
“ami ki voy pachhi office-e kono shomoshsha hobe? baba jokhon ekhane chhilen, tokhon shob shomoye office-er obostha khobor niten...” hu yili shotti kore bollen.
kintu, tini ekhono fire jete parchen na.
nahole, bhai-er kono dorkar chilo na!
“nirbhighne thakun... ami kal fang shaheb-er kach theke gari peyechi, ekhon kichuta bujhte perechi!” hu qiao shotti kore bollen.
hu yili obak hoye gelen.
fang yu-r kach theke gari peyechilen?
ebong eto khushi!
bhai ki kono pagol...
“apnar cha-er jonno dhonnobad... kintu amader kichuta kotha bolar ache! apni age fire jan!” hu yili bollen.
“thik ache, amar akhoni office-er dike jete hobe... ay, office cholano eto shoho noy!”
hu qiao ekti lomba nishshash felen.
gari thik korate bollen.
office-er dike rowana holen!
baba na thakle, take ei dayitto niye cholte hobe.
“tumi ki amar bhai-ke kichu bolecho?”
bhai chole jawar por, hu yili jigjasha korlen.
“tumi ki bolcho?”
fang yu obak hoye gelen, hu yili ki bolte chacchen ta bujhlen na!