অধ্যায় ছেচল্লিশ: সূত্রপাত

“chacha, kichui apnar kachhe lukanor noy,” song chaoyun nijer ajantei luhar kon amathite mridu ghoshte laglo, onekkon nije ke shant korar chesta kore sheshe bollo: “ami ekta sponge cake er byabsha korte chai, apnar ki mone hoy?”

shen lao-san ektu dvidhay pore gelo, “tumi etodin dhore je mulo-er chholka ar shukno daler bora bikri korle, tokhon toh amar kachhe ashar kotha bhaboni, ekhon ebar eta korar jonno amake jiggesh korte ele keno?”

song chaoyun meshe hashi hashi mukhe bollo: “age toh shob chhoto-khato byapar chhilo, shudhumatro haate bikri kora, take toh ar byabsha bole na.”

chen fei ektu bhebe, lao mantou-ke ekta telegram pathalo, jetuku paoa jay tarai bhalo, shesh kore, chongqing-e phire giye he samari-r biyer utshobe yog debe.

tarpor, shabiraj shabdhane judho-bidya ar thikthak bujhto na, na ghore chorte parto, na dhonu tante parto, purvapurushder moto birer gourob tokhon r chhilo na; rajdarbar shanto ebong nirjib, bibhinno gotro theke asha montriganer na chhilo dakshin-deshio bidwanzoner moto shoshobto abeg, na chhilo purvapurushder moto tejsita, sharakkhon shudhu kheye-deeye beche thaka ar kono kajchara chilo na.

“hehe, shobai bole je san mao shinor-er samne shudhu boka shujar abhinoy kore, kotha ta ekebare shotti.” wang liang heshe uthlo.

sanyi-dharma shuru te putian ebong xianyou ei duiti jelay chhoriye porechhilo, tar charom bikasher shomoy ta madhyadesh ebong uttore chhoriye porechhilo, ebong rajdarbarer karmokartarao anek khetre eke ashroy korechhilo.

zaifu yang ekta gobhir chintay dublo, xu xian take dekhe ar byaghar korte chaini, tai qi zhi li ke shonge niye se chardike ghure berate laglo, ebong wu bu xiang ke niye qiongqi-bahini ke bhalo bhabe sthanito korte bollo, wuyewu-ui-er shonge shonge tarshon korar jonno bollo, she nije sun hai ebong bai suzhen ke shonge niye qi zhi li-r shonge hathe hathe kotha bolte bollo.

wanger kajkorom chilo ekekekbar ekekekti, anek shomoy tar upodeshder kachhe shongbad ba motamot neoa ta shudhu ekta niyom rakha matro, ebar etar maddhome bhalo manushder somman korar khyati orjan kora jay. aboshty, jokhon bastobik kono shomosha dekha dito, tokhono se tar abhiman tyag kore shongbad nito, kintu jar kachhe shongbad neoa hoto take oboshshoi emon ekta samadhan ba upai ber kore nite hoto ja tar monbholaay ebong shomosha tar shomadhan korte pare, na hole tar porinam... khubi bhoyongkor hote parto.

tobe, durghotona jeta howar kotha seta thakbe, bastobe eta kheleo ekta nirdharon, nishchit bhabe hawada-r shonge jabe, naki lalorof-er shonge jabe.

lu chong ekhon okhane theke chole jawar katha bhabheni jehane judho chola-r jaygar kachhakachhi giye abhijog parichalona kora jay. ekta sothik rajnaitik neta hishebe, se kkhonoi alpo kichhu byaktigoto obhiman er karone boro kaje badha dito na.

bastobe ekhane ekta proshno theke jay... jekhetro samai-agni agun nijer jibatma o man er shonge ghoniye toiri, tobe samai-agni agun abar nijer ki porikkha korte pare?

jodio tar probhab juju-r charidiker biddyutke poriskar ebong poristhiti ke porinoto korechhile, tobu tar pechhone je dan patro chhilo, seta tokhono abhikhyato ebong akshonniy chhilo.

“shobhapoti, amra ekhon ki korbo? tara jodi boro dragon-ke dakhal kore, tobe amra ar khelte parbo na! amra ki atmo-somorpon korbo!” li song bollo.

sky-pulse yoddhader moto, ardhek-guha abostha o pacho dti abostha hishebe bhag kora hoyechhilo, eke prothom abostha, unnayan abostha, porinoto abostha, purno abostha ebong bhedan abostha—ei pach-ti parjay.

“mayabider shonge judho!” chhimai-bhimai char ti bhoot ekhon omo tar shokti bodle gela, tar kajkorom, abayob, shob kichui ekdommilei nadi-r moto mil chhilo.

ye yuan ghuronto ring-ti tule dhorlo, du-ti matir-holde ronger alor gola ye yuan ke niye akashe uthe gelo, ebong khub druto shabdhane rup nile.

“boro bhai, sena-adesh khubi guruttopurno,” tar pasher xiahou yuan jokhon kruddha xiahou chun-ke dekhlo, tokhon shonge shonge lora-lori bondho kore, ektu ghure xiahou chun-er pasher ese tar gola dhore tante tante bollo.

ek-er por ek shonali alor gola eropplen er dana-r mukh theke beriye ashte laglo, ebong akashe uronto baton-er dike chole gelo.

karon se vishwash korto, jodi tar upojukto kono kichhu paoa jay, tobe tar tar kachhe nishchit bhabe ekta anubhuti toiri hobe.

“ki bhabe kora uchit, amar mone hoy amar ar bolte hobe na.” shenmu captain er drishti tinjon er upor diye chole gelo.

kintu ekhon r tarokom nei, jekhetro ea vr game niye eseche, tobe ei purono khelewar rao khub anande thakbe je ea abar manusher chokhe fire ashte pare.

ekhane upasthit shob bideshi manush gulo loong-cloud agun er upar theke je shabdbidhan ashte chhilo tar subash anubhav korlo, ebong protiti bideshi manush er hridoyer spondon druto hobar laglo.

ei shomoy er modhyei, dao-feng er pachar theke ek er por ek manush dhukchhe, tar modhe shobcheye beshi chokhe porar moto, tobe shei bekti je beguni-shonali kashay porechhilo sei jubok sadhu.