Rat 12 Tar Mail

Mobile er screen er alote Simran er mukh sada. Raat 12 ta bajte 5 minute baki. Ghori te takiye buk ta dhip dhip korche. Tin bochor ager sei raat ta aaj abar fire eseche.

Tin bochor age ei din ei Rima suicide korechilo. College er chad theke jhap. Sobai bolechilo Simran er dosh. Rima-r boyfriend Rahul er sathe Simran er ekta selfie viral hoyechilo. Actually ota Rima-i tulechilo moja kore. Kintu keu biswas koreni.

Raat 12 ta bajlo.

Ting!

Ekta mail elo. Sender: [e-mail].

Simran er haat kaapte laglo. Ei ID ta to bondho hoye jaoar kotha. Police case er por sob bondho kore dewa hoyechilo.

Subject: "Amake mone ache, Simran?"

Mail ta khulte giye haat sorlo na. Cursor ta nijei click korlo.

"Hi Simran,
Kemon achis? Ami bhalo nei. Khub thanda ekhane. Chad e khub hawa. Tui jodi sedin chade ashti, amar sathe golpo korti, tahole hoyto...
Aaj raat 12 tay chade ay. Ami opekkha korbo. Eka ashbi. Nahole Rahul er kacheo ei mail jabe. Or porer selfie ta tor sathe na, or funeral er hobe.
Iti,
Rima"

Simran er dom bondho hoye asche. Eta ki kore sombhob? Rima ki beche ache? Naki keu or sathe game khelche?

Bhoy e bhoy e reply dilo, "Ke tui?"

Sathe sathe reply elo.

"Chade ay. Nijer chokhe dekhe ja. 12:15 er moddhe. Na hole 12:16 te Rahul er phone e or mrittur chobi jabe. Prothom chobi ta ami tolar por se nije tulechilo. Bujhli toh konta bolchi?"

Simran er matha ghure gelo. Sei selfie tar kotha sudhu Rima ar se janto. Chade jawar somoy Rima bolechilo, "Tora dujon ke eksathe bhalo lagche. Ekta chobi tulli?" Rahul er pichone dariye Rima-i tulechilo chobi ta. Tarpor Rahul er haat theke phone kere niye arekta selfie tulechilo Rima, jekhane se Rahul er ghar e churi dhor e chilo. Dushtumi kore. Sei chobi ta phone theke delete kore diyechilo Rima-i. Tahole ei mail e ei kotha ki kore likhlo?

Kaapte kaapte chad er dike douralo Simran. Chad er dorja khola. Bhitor e ghutghute andhokar. Hothat chad er majhkhan e ekta mobile er alo jwol e uthlo.

Alo ta te dekha gelo, Rima darie ache. Sei ager motoi. Chul gulo hawa te urch e. Kintu or pa duto matite nei. Se hawa te bhhasche.

Rima haslo. "Aay, Simran. Bhoy kiser? Tui toh amar best friend chhili. Tai na?"

Simran er golpo shukiye kath. "Rima, tui... tui ki kore..."

"Ki kore beche achi? Ami beche nei re, Simran. Ami sudhu tore ekta sotti bolte eschi. Rahul sedin amake dhakka merechilo. Ha, tor sei viral selfie tar por or sathe amar jhogra hoyechilo. O amake bolechilo ami tor jibon nosto korchi. Ami jokhon bollam ami sobaike sotti bolbo, tokhon o... o amake chad theke fele dilo."

Simran er chokh diye jol porche. "Ami jantam na! Biswas kor!"

"Jani tui jantish na. Kintu tor chup thaka ta amar bhalo lageni. Tui jodi ekbar o amar hoye kotha bolti..." Rima-r golpo ta kende bhenge gelo.

Hothat Rima-r haat e ekta phone jwol e uthlo. "Dekh, Rahul online. Take ekta mail pathai?"

Screen e Simran dekhlo, mail ta compose kora ache. To: [e-mail]. Subject: "Ami sob jani". Body te lekha: "Rima ke tui khun korechis. Amar kache proman ache. Kal police e jachchi. - Simran"

Rima hasche. "Eta send korle ki hobe bol to? Rahul bhoy e nijei suicide korbe. Ar tor opor theke dosh o kete jabe. Bol, pathabo?"

Simran matha naare. "Na Rima, please. Ami mitha kotha bolte parbo na. Ami police e jabo. Sotti bolbo. Ja hobe hok."

Rima-r mukh ta bodle gelo. Bhison sundor ekta hasi fute uthlo. "Etar jonnoi opekkha korchilam, Simran. Tin bochor dhore. Tui je sotti kotha ta bolte parbi, seta ami jantam. Ami sudhu porikkha nichchilam."

Hawa ta hothat thanda theke norom hoye gelo. Rima-r pa duto aste aste matite namlo.

"Ami ebar jete parbo, Simran. Amar kono raag nei tor opor. Rahul ke ami maf kore diyechi. Kintu oke shasti petei hobe. Tui kal sakale thanay giye sob sotti bolbi. Kemon?"

Simran fupiye uthlo. "Rima, amake khoma kore de."

Rima egiye ese Simran er mathay haat rakhalo. Baraf er moto thanda, kintu bhison norom. "Khoma korar kichu nei re pagli. Amra toh friend chilam, achi, thakbo. Abar dekha hobe. Tobe onek, onek bochor por. Ekhon tor onek kaj baki."

Ekta mishti gondho chharte chharte Rima hawa te milie gelo. Chad er dorja ta ekta shobdo kore bondho hoye gelo.

Simran er haat er mobile e abar ting kore shobdo holo. Ekta notun mail.

Sender: [e-mail]
Subject: "Thank you, best friend"

Body te sudhu ekta line: "Bhalo thakish. Ami chole gelam. Rima."

Simran chad er mejhete bose hauhau kore kende felo. Tin bochor er bojha ta neme gelo buk theke. Baire bhore er alo futche. Ekta notun diner suru. Sotti bolar din.