Kichu Maeder Golpo - Mothers' Day

 MAA word ta banglatei jokon lekhatao banglatei hok!


Golpo holeo sottyi - 1

Dining table bose khachhe sobai.

Piu: Ma, ajk tumi ranya korecho?

Ma: Ki kore bujli?

Piu: Chicken tae doi die tumie banao tai..ki darun hoece!

Kichukkn pore...

Ma: Amr pet ta kmn byatha korce, gas hoece mone hoe. Ei chicken ta tui kheye ne plz purota. Ami r parchina.

Baba: Seki, tumi to sudu dal diei vat kele, chicken ta to ektuo kelena!

Ma: Ektu niramise khai, aj gas ta hoece mone hochhe.

Piu: Amake puro ta die nije na khabar ovyas ta kobe je jabe tomar?!

Ma: Sotyie gas hoece amr re!

Baba: Ghorei daktar ekn, kichhu hobena khaoto!

Piu: Ha, keye nao, ami osud die debo.

Ma: Na re khabona jor korisna.

Piu: Achha besh khachhi ami purota.

Ma arale muchki hasi hese Piu er muker hangla vora hasita deke mone mone bollo - " Eibar amr chicken khaoa holo!"


Golpo holeo sottyi - 2


Ting tong!

Kokn thke bell bajachhi kulchona kno, saradin ki je koro barite sudu to bosei thako, ektu dorja kulte gie eto late kno je koro valo lagena...biroktikor!

Ma ke jharte jharte bari dhuklo Kuhu. Dhuke soja bathroome chole gelo. Saradin tar ferar opekyae poth cheye bose thaka Ma, je dorja je kullo tar muker dike fireo takalona.

Snan sere berie ese Kuhu deklo dinning table thore thore sajano khabarer bati ar prottek ta item e tar favorite. Khabarer gonde nimeser modyae mood valo hoe gelo Kuhur.

Ek mone jkn khachhe Kuhu, paser room theke berie ese Kuhur ma chup kore chair ta tene pase boslo. Kuhu oporadhir chok nie bollo, "Rag korle Ma? Asole aj Boss amk kub jerece, tai mejaj ta gorom cilo. Had a bad day at office. Kichu mone korona please."

Ma ek gal hese sathe sathe bollo, "Na re kichu mone korini, tor mejaj to sob somoei gorom thake. R ki korbo bol."

"Aj eto ranya, ki byapar, Ma?" Kuhur prosno.

"Aj TV te dekachilo- Mother's Day na ki jeno bole, tai vablm amie celebrate kori. Tora to Father's Day, Mother's Day kichui manisna!"

"Ek dum vule gecilm, ema, mone korabe to! Gift kintm!" Kuhu adure golae bollo.

"Tor pet vore khaoai amr sob cheye boro gift re, pagli! R kono gift chaina ami. Saradin valo kore khaoa hoeni bolcili, lunch tao khasni thik kore, tai vablm tor jonyo banai kichu." Ma bollo hasi mukhe.


Golpo holeo sottyi - 3


-Hello Ma, Happy Mother's Day! 

Sudur bidesh thke call e Anirban tar Ma ke wish korlo. Prottek bochorer moton ei bochoro se cake ar card pathate bholeni tar Maer jonyo. Prithibir arek prantyo thke sudu matro Ma ke dekte echhe korece bole bideshi ofyc chuti monjur korbena. Hut kore chuti pete gele hoe kono boro rokomer osuke porte hbe Ma ke nahole Durga pujor moton boro kono utsob hote hobe.

Tai Anirban protyek bochor card, cake esob patie janae Mothers' Day.

- Kire kemon achis baba? Dinner korli?

Maer sei ek badha dora prosno. Ani majemaje vabe achha Ma bore hoena ei eki khabar nie kotha bolte bolte!

-Ha ma keyeci. Kemon acho?

"Toke kotodin dekini. Jodi ekbarti aste parti valo hoto."Mone mone eita vableo mukhe kichu bolena Ma. Ajkaler chelemeyera ja mukhora. Kokn jhere debe, prestige issue hoe jabe. Buro boyose cheler thke jhar khete ki valo lage?! 

Tai mukhe Ma bole 

- Valo baba. 

- Achha rakchi ekta meeting e dukchi.

Mother's Day teo eto sonkhipto kotha! Ma vabe.

Sondyabelae fanka barita calling bell er aoaje gom gom kore uthlo. Ma dorja kulte obak!

Anirban esece. Maer dui chok beye jol gorie porlo.

-Kemon surprise dilam bolo! Happy Mothers' Day! Eire tarahurote to gift tai kinte vule gelm!

Chele ke jorie dhore ojhore kadte kadte Ma bollo

- Baba, tui ghore eschs etai amr sob cheye boro gift. Ar kono gift chaina ami.




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