অধ্যায় ১৩৫: যাত্রার আগের দৈনন্দিন জীবন

বaililou xiji-er aprakrito mukti bhangima dekhle je keu-i hese felbe.

shen zhuochuan ekta birakte drishti fele bollo, "tomar kono katha nei."

"oh, tahole thik ache hehe."

baililou xiji tar chaye adha dhalar somoy katha shunei druto thamiye dilo ebong cha-er pot-ti abar rakhe dilo.

pashe thaka qin xi aro jore hese uthlo.

song siyue ebong wanmo ji dujonei hasi thamate parlo na.

"tomar bhatija,"

thot-er kone hasi gopon kore song tingwan bollo.

"tomar shishya."

shen zhuochuan niropai, tobe tar sathe kotha bolar somoy swar onektai komol chilo.

eta dekhe baililou xiji pashe chokh mukhe bhab kore chilo.

tar ki etoi loker ghrinar patro howar moto obostha!

hashi thashar por, shen zhuochuan-er byakhya korar kono ichcha nei dekhe song tingwan aro jiggasa korlo na.

baki shobai waner dike ebong shen zhuochuan-er dike takalo, keu kono kotha bollo na.

shudhu qin xi kichuta bujhte perechilo shen zhuochuan ki bolte chacchen.

she thot kamre dhore, kichuta kothin konthe bollo: "amar hoyto protishrutibongsho bhangte hobe."

erbor she tar babar kache zid ba abdar koreni.

baba guilin ban-e proves korar por kono khobor na pa-war karone, she bujhte perechilo tianji门-er kache she koto ta gurutwaporno.

eta tar jonmo thekei bohon korar kotha chilo.

moner bhitor ekta tikto bhab, tobuo she r emon jedi chilo na.

jodi-o...

bondhuder kach theke alada howar byapare tar khub-i maya chilo.

shobai takalo.

"ki byapar, shao men zhu ki amader sathe somoy noshto kora pochhondo korchen na," baililou xiji bollo.

shen zhuochuan ebong song tingwan eksathe bhuru kunchalo.

"faltu kotha bolo na."

"amader porichoy alada, sobar alada alada dayitto royeche, jodi alada-o hoi tabu jibone r kakhono dekha hobe na emon noy, uddeshsho ekei, mon ek jaegay thakle, tai-i jotheshto."

song tingwan-er mridu komol katha shune qin xi eto-i abegaplut hoyechilo je kendo feli feli korchilo.

tobe tar age-o, she oi kalo dragon-ke ekta tewra chokh-er ishara dite parlo na.

se ki bhalomoto kotha bolte pare na, baililou xiji keno take emon bhablo.

baililou xiji kichuta obosthay thot kamre dhore bollo, "amra ki eksathe prithibi bachanor kotha boli ni."

she shudhu mone korechilo qin yuanyuan-er obostha thik nei, mone hocche jeno ar kakhono dekha hobe na.

kintu mukhe ja berlo, ta odhbhut bhabe byango korar moto shonote laglo.

koto kashte shishya phire eseche, amra abar ager moto eksathe bhromon korte parbo, je kono obosthay anonde thakte parbo.

eta ki bhalo noi.

"ami shudhu mone kori ami onek jedi, majhe-modhye baire jawa thik ache, kintu jodi onek somoy dhore zonger bhitore na thaki..."

tar ei shao men zhu howa ar kono kajchara maliker modhye kono tofat nei.

song tingwan shantona dite cheyechilo, kintu kichu khon chinta kore thamiye dilo.

she onek bhalo kaj koreche.

tianji men-er shao men zhu, nikhut protima.

du-ti shobdo eksathe jukto howa, ei juger shrestho protibhidher kache oponchonio ekta uchhota.

protibhi karkor, kom boyose onéko puraton agrogamider chariye geche.

hoyto age boyos kom thakay, shadhonar protibha kom thakar karone, zonger vitorer gono gujob tar onek bochor dhore mone peyechilo.

ajke tai zonger lokjoder tar byapare dharona niye onek chinta hoy.

"ja nikhut protima toiri korte pare, se kichuta jedi hole shomoshya ki."

song tingwan tar betha gopon kore rakhlo, mridu konthe abar bollo: "tumi je bhabei chao na keno, qin yuanyuan shobshomoy amar pashe loraier shohajogri thakbe."

tar chole jawar karone kono poribortan hobe na.

"wuwuwu thik ache."

qin xi chokher jol muche, hese waner dike takalo.

tongtingshan-er birokto ebong romoniyo onweshon kora, she sathe jete pareni bole tar dukhho chilo, ebong onekdin baire thakle bondhura take bhule jabe kina se niyeo chinta chilo.

jodi tai hoi, protI shat dine tader kache songbad pathabo, protI mash nije hate toiri kora kormo pathabo.

kakhono tader take bhulte debo na.

qin xi gopon e hath muthi kore chinta korlo.

porer dinei rona hobar kotha, shobai shudhu eksathe cha kheye, hawa kheye, camp-e fire giye bishram netar chinta korlo.

song siyue ebong didi uthe jawar por, dekhlo didi phire shen zhuochuan-er dike hasmukhe takie ache, tobe tar du-ti bhuru kunchalot, kichu pa pichiye giye talwarer khol diye wanmo ji-ke toka dilo.

"lorkai?"

wanmo ji matha tule paharer dhare jhochchhone chader dike takalo, kichuta nischit na hoye bollo: "...tahole, cholo?"

"cholo."

chander aloy, boro talwar piche neoa shur-er ranga talwar-er meye tar pichone aage chole gelo.

qin xi-er chokh du-ti kichuta phule geche, tader dike takalo, abar samne chander aloy eksathe thaka song tingwan ebong shen zhuochuan dujoner dike takalo.

thot phuliye felo.

shishya ebong chhoto chacha-r piche jawar obosthay thaka baililou xiji-ke pull kore anlo.

"ki byapar."

baililou xiji obak holo.

qin xi byakhya korte cheyechilo, tobe tar age ja bolechilo ta mone pore giye, kichuta rag kore ekta ghum fello, kono kan dilo na.

baililou xiji obak hoye pichon pichon gelo.

tarpor qin xi-er chokh fula dekhe, chinta korlo.

she tobuo khoma chaylo: "amar bhul hoyeche, ami shotti emon bhabeni, ami shudhu ektu rag korechilam je tumi protishruti rakho ni."

diner bela gorbi boro kalo dragon, tar kache matha nove khoma chaylo.

besh sotti bhabei.

qin xi obak hoye chokh ghurie bollo: "tumi amar kache khoma chaite paro."

zor dewar sthan chilo amar upor.

tara age thekei jhogra korto, shobcheye shotti kotha bolar somoy chilo jokhon waner boli dan-er por shobai chole geche, tara dujon shobshomoy shesh-e chole giyechilo.

tokhon nirob chilo, jhogra korar kono mon-i chilo na.

tarpor shoto bochhore onekbar dekha hoyeche, dure thekei matha nove abedon korar shongkhya beshi chilo.

majhe majhe dekha hole, shudhu kom kothay oneke onnyake tang korto, abar nijer nijer elakay phire jeto.

tara bhoy peto je bose porlei, waner mrittur kotha mone pore jabe.

jokhon wan phire elo, tara abar ager moto holo.

aj obdhi.

jeno shoto bochor age phire geche.

"bhul kotha bolle, khoma chaite hoi."

baililou xiji shotti bhabe bollo.

jodi-o lokta ektu boka, majhe majhe ektu maranor moto.

kintu ekhon mone hocche eto ta boka noy.

qin xi mridu ghum fello, ek bar ghurie pa duti druto phello.

"tahole apnar khoma korlam."

baililou xiji jaegay chokh mitmit korlo, druto pichon pichon abar chole gelo.

"qin yuanyuan tomar swabhav besh bhalo to, amar baba jokhon bhul kotha bole, amar ma kono din ondhobochhor shanti hon na."

"ki je bolo, eta ki ek rokom! ebong, amar swabhav to bhalo-i, shudhu tumi, shobshomoy amar sathe jhogra koro."

"ami kothay korechi! tumi amake korecho."

"?? ke kake koreche."

"..."

shudhu ek muhurto shotti chilo, dujone abar jhogra shuru korlo.

ekjon piche piche daurae, abar samne thaka song tingwan dujoner opore chole gelo.

"wan, agami sokal ami tomader shathe pathabo." jabar somoy qin xi tar dike takie hashte bhuloni.

song tingwan thot chepe haslo, dujone jhogra korte korte chole gelo, chander alo paharer majhe, shudhu dujon baki roilo.

shen zhuochuan tar bhatiyar pichoner dike takalo, jani na koto bar niropai matha narele.

"shobai onogroti koreche, shudhu chhoto kalo ekane ache."

jeno boro dragon hoyeche, tobuo eto chapachapi.

"kothay, se to dan-sannyashi obdhi koshto koreche, tomar bhatiyar protikule eto kothin keno."

she hashi hashi bhabe nijer shishyar jonno kotha bollo.

shen zhuochuan hashi hashi tar dike takalo, "wan emon korle, amake ekta dusto loker moto mone hoi."

tar bhatiao tai.

ke jane ke age wan ke anurodh korechilo ekta boka shishya nite.

"tahole besh bhalo, yun chuan zunshang dusto loker moto thaka kashtho." song tingwan chokh gol kore haslo.

"tomar kothay, dusto lok howa-o amar bhalo lagbe."

shen zhuochuan eto bekar haslo.

dujone kichu khon haslo, song tingwan hothat tar ager uttor na dewa kotha tullo.

"age emon bhabe amake takale, tumi ki chole jete chao."

shen zhuochuan pa thamalo, tar sathe chander aloy komol nodi-r moto chokh diye takalo, khubi ovab hoye.

song tingwan mridu thot khulte, ek sathe kora hath du-ti tar tanar sathe tené nile.

"tomar ki amake bodyguard lagbe."

purush-ti jeno ektu ashan, shotti takie roilo.

song tingwan kichu khon obak holo.

eta ki tar mukh theke ber howar kotha.

thoter kone hasi thamchilo na, tarpor tar komor aqtale dhorlo.

mridu kothay komol: "matha nova."

boro komol purush ti mata nullo.

komol fuler gandho charidike ghire thaklo, tarpor mridu chumbo tar thoter kone porlo.

"din er bela tomake eto bhalo mone hoi, kintu ei byapare boka loker moto keno."

nari-ti niropai hasi shes howar sathe, komor joriye dhorlo, tarpor kotha shob hariye gelo.

onekkhon, chander alo phuler samne, dujoner ga theke fuler gandho charidike chhoralo.

"...keno na tumi, taii eto ashan hoichilam."

"hum, tai shobshomoy tomake misti dite hobe."

shen zhuochuan gobhir haslo, aro kache dhere golar kache ghoshlo.

"jodi thake, tahole shotti anonde bhorpur."

song tingwan ghum fello, ekhon komol konthe bollo: "aro jiggasa korbe?"

"ki jiggasa korbo."

"bodyguard lagbe kina. jodi... ami gese spiritual network-e ekta post diy ektu bhalo ar aro shokti-shali bodyguard khuji?"

tar kotha shes howar por, golar kacher shash-proshash oshamanyo hoye gelo.

spiritual platform-er chhoto dragon-ti ashan hoye ghure gelo, birokto hoye lez jharlo.

song tingwan hasi gopon korlo, jante cheyechilo se ki response kore.

"...ami tader theke aro shokti-shali." purush-ti matha tullo, khubi sotti bhabe.

chokh du-ti aishsho rokom jwalchilo.

"tara amar sathe parbe na, ekta ashe to ekta marbo."

shadhonar byapare, se khub-i ashan.

"eto kharap."

shen zhuochuan-er dat tok hoye gelo, ekhon tar hath dhore abar tene nilo, "ami shudhu amar sthan rakhte chai."

tar ei obostha...

song tingwan hasite tar koleshe pore gelo, "tomar ei obostha apara moto mone hoi."

dekhe mone hocche jeno protiti shokti-shali loker sathe lorkai korte jabe.

lorkai korar moto obostha.

shen zhuochuan bhabe ghire rekheche, niropai hoye koleshe haslo.

"ami shudhu ashan chilam, tomar pasher loker anondo ebong anondo, jeno amar pabar moto noi."

song tingwan hasi shes kore tar golay hath rakhiye, shotti kotha bhabe takie haslo, "prithibite shobar mon-e amader ekta ekei sthan ache, tumi-o onnyera parbe na emon sthan."

dure kache chokh du-ti, ek sathe shash-proshash.

shen zhuochuan tar sathe onekkhon takalo.

shotti tar chokhe bhalobasha briddhi pa-war por, se ashan hoye thot ghurie nilo.

tarpor niche neme chumbo dilo.

song tingwan komol vabe response korlo, chhoto chander alo chokhe hasi reflect korlo.

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porer dine.

qin cangsong sokal beytar camp-er ashepashe onek jhogra shunte pelo.

beriye dekhe, tar priyo meye keu keu-ke order korche, jeno kichu toiri korche.

"yuanyuan, ki korcho sokal sokal."

qin xi phire takiye, dekhlo tar baba camp-er dorjay darie tate birokto hoye takie ache.

she matha tule haslo, "wan-der chole jawar jonno toiri korchi."

buddhiman baba obak holo, "ajke-i jabe? tumi jabe na?"

qin xi obak holo, tarpor se dhairjo dhore haslo, "ami to tianji men-er shao men zhu, oboshshoi thakte hobe baba-ke sahajjo korar jonno."

bolte bolte tar mon vore elo.

prithibi bachate chay.

ar eta tai je bondhuder sathe prithibi bachabo.

kintu.

"tomar baba ache, tomar pishi pishamosha ebong elders-ra royeche, bondhuder sathe ghurte jete chaile jao, nije ke koshto dio na."

qin cangsong meyer dike onekkhon takalo, dighsho fele kache ase, bachaler moto matha hatliye dilo.

ek dike meyer poribortan she shobchokhe dekheche, khub-i dukhho peyeche.

oneki koshthokale ager moto anondi obosthay phire eseche, se kibhabe chabe se abar oi birohi obosthay phire jak.

ar dui—

se-o secret meeting-e angsho niyechilo.

tar priyo meye jodi destiny-er nari-der shathi hote pare, tahole tar oboshshoi nijer poth ache.

bhalo bhabe gele onupono boro shubodh.

bhalo na gele, tar pochhondo na kora zonger shomoshya thekeo anondi thake.

onnyo power-ra prithibi bachanor jatrai jukto hote chay toba pare na, tar meye jukto hote pare eta age thekei shobai eria-te chilo.

keno nije jache na.

"baba tumi bujho na, ei poth... khub kothin, ebong fira-r din jani na."

poth kothay jani na, prithibi kibhabe bachabo.

se jodi chole jay, fira-r din jani na.

qin xi-er chokh jatil, ebong kichu bolar chilo.

qin cangsong obikolv bhurue kunchalo.

baba meye alapon korar modhye camp-e proves korlo.

nirob jaegay chashi, qin xi-er dhairjo shong-go jhare felle, birokto hoye abedon kore babar dike takalo.

"yuanyuan, tomar shudhu baba-ke bola dorkar, tumi jete chao kina."

"tomar moner ichcha manona, amake uttor dao."

qin cangsong khub kom e shongojomi hoye qin xi-er sathe byabahar korechilo.

se obak holo, shotto shahosh kore babar sathe takalo.

"ami chai."

mane orthorpurno kaj korte chai.

bondhuder sathe.

qin cangsong haslo.

"tahole jao, baba tomake support korbo."

tar meye shoto bochor boyose nikhut protima toiri korte pare, ei sthan chara ke onnyo keu thakte pare.

ar, kono zonger shao men zhu na thakle zong ki cholbe na?

jodi kono zong keu chara noshto hoi, tahole oi zong agrogami noi.

ekti matro loker sahajye zong chola, oi loker jonno dayitto onek boro ebong kashtho.

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shongket kora shomoy sthane, song tingwan ebong onnyera dhruto ba ashepashe shobai shokryo holo.

kintu dekhe yanshanjun-o eseche.

shudhu se ebong yun qian.

song siyue-r mon naram holo, samne du pa giye kotha bolar obostha chilo, tobe dekhe tar shishya didir dike hasihashe haslo.

"fukate onek bar gift peyechi, ebar amar baro gift dewar, asha kori tomader sahajye aste parbe."

yanshanjun hath ghuriye, storage ring-ke spiritual energy diye support kore, song tingwan-er samne pathalo.

song siyue thot churiye dhorlo, thik boro bhai-r hasite porlo.

yun qian tar sathe gopon kothay bollo.

"tomar dui nambar bhai-ra ei ashokto zong ke dekheche, amra chinta kori, tomader chole jawar por, amra ajke dupure zonge phire jabo."

song siyue dui nambar bhai-r swabhav chinta kore, shotti bhabe matha nodlo.

"tobe bhai chinta korben na, ningxuan elder-ra sahajye korle, kono boro ghotona hobar kotha noi."

yun qian lajja peye haslo, "ei karone je tara dujone eksathe hoyeche, tai chinta."

asha kori onnyo elder-ra badha debe.

sekhane, song tingwan yanshanjun ke dhonnobad dewar por, ekta anondi kotha kach theke dure shunte pelo.

qin xi ager pink flying spiritual tool-e bose, anonde tader hand wave korlo.

"ami! qin yuanyuan! sheshmesh protishruti bhangonkar theke mukto!"