चौसষ্টি অধ্যায়: সবসময় তোমার গলায় একটা দড়ি বেঁধে রাখব
খubhi sighrae keu keu ghumonto o animo ning haoke abar swarna shonkar majkhane niye aslo.
ning haoke dutopashe takiye druto tar chhopor jhere jin shamrater samne hate ghuprur hoye bose porlo.
"samrat, shohor ki sesh hoyeche?"
eta sune jin samrat sidhe hoye dareye tar gunguli diye ning haoke nirdesh korlo.
"dristohin ning hao! tumi swarna shonkara chigkar korar shohosh korcho?"
ning hao chokh tulpale, tarpor matha nardlo.
"samrat, apni ki ekhono ghum theke uthenni? amar mone hoy amio ekhono ghum theke uthenni..."
hu bu-r shohajur xu bin ekta bhoyongkar vabe bole uthlo.
"are seza mohodoy, apni toh khub pare, tai na loke jodi bole apni ekta obhalali tobe apni seta gnahay korben na, amra sobai alochona korchi apnake dewan howa uchit kina, kintu apni side-e giye ghumonor shudhe asen?"
ning hao chokh cholte cholte xu bin-ke dekhe tarpor abar jin samrat-ke ponpat korlo.
"samrat, chakor khub sakal utheche, tai khub ghum pacche, jani na samrat je bishoye alochona korchilen..."
jin samrat dani chepte dhorlo, "tobe apni ghire giye ghumonor jan, kemon?"
"dhonnobad samrat!"
eta bole tini samrater samne ekta matha natey chole jawar jonno ghure darelen, kintu ebar onno lokera ning haoke badha dilo, e ki hocche?
jin samrat raag kore tar chhopor jhere dilo.
"ar ki korbo, thak, ei bishoyta ekhon thak, farman pathao!"
jing gokung vuru kunchale. tini eng gokung-ke dekhechilen, eng gokung-o halke matha nardlo, ei cheleta sotei choturota gopon korte jane!
jin samrat khub rag korechilen, tini konomotei bhabte parenni je tar ning haoke dewa proshnota ning hao ghurar madhyome porajay koreche.
tai tini naram asone bose tar mukh fikeshe hoye gelo, dekhechilen yuboraj loke gopone take dekche, tinio raage dani chepte dhorlen.
buddho khusir manum moming-er farman patha shune sobar prane bhoy dhuklo, mane jin samrat-er ning haoke dewan korar kono ichhe-e chilo na!
tini shudhu ning haoke onek sona-rupa o dhan-sompody dan korechilen, dewan howar kono kothai chilo na, sobai eto alochona korchilo, hoyto eta-i jin samrater asol uddeshyo chilo!
jokhon buddho moming farman patha sesh korlo, ning hao mone korlo je tar abar ghum asche, tai tini abar ghumonor abhinoy korte laglo, nicher dike abar hansi shurhu holo.
moming-er ektu lozza laglo, tar chhopor jhere dilo.
"oi sheza mohodoy, sheza mohodoy? farman niye dhonnobad jananor shomoy esheche!"
ning hao ekta haji tule druto tar chhopor jhere matite bose porlo.
"samrat ke dhonnobad, samrat ke dhonnobad!"
farman peye ning hao abar tar nijer jaigay phire gelo, ektu chok buliye dekhlo, bhalo byapar, abar sona, abar rupa, abar naba-silker kapar, kompokhe ek shohozar tolar sona to hobei!
haler shomoyta sotei khub bhalo jacche, tini alada kore kompokhe lokh lokh taka peye gesen, khub bhalo.
tai ning hao dani chepte hese uthlo, ei drishto dekhe sobar vabe alada alada chilo.
jing gokung ar eng gokung vuru kunchale, apni jodi bolen tini ekta obhalali, tobe tini desh-er jonno kibhabe lorbe ar rajshohoy-e boro safollo anbe?
kintu apni jodi bolen tini ta non, tobe tar ei taka-pishach rupa sobar mone asonto anlo!
hu bu-r shohajur xu bin ar yuboraj-er chokh miliye gelo, dujon-er-e kishutu sontushto chilo, shudhu jin samrat-er mukh nilche hoye giyechilo.
jin samrat tar chhopor jhere dilo.
"thak, purushkar sesh, ekhon hungnu dutodal-er shanti alochona niye kotha hok, aj sakal sakal asar karon holo ajkei eta thik korte hobe."
"hungnu ebar mukhe pancha lokh dan ar pancha lokh taka chacche, apnader ki mone hoy?"
eta bolar sathe sathe nicher sobai nirdab hoye gelo, pancha lokh dan ar pancha lokh taka ki kono mojakorata?
jin desh e bochor e matro ath lokh dan pai, ekhon rajkosh e matro ath lokh taka ache.
kono dike diye, jin samrat keno eka song-song raj ning yuefong-er sathe hungnu-r shathe yuddho korar jonno raji chilen na, borong rokhkha korar shiddhanto niyechen, karon jin desh ekhon sthir noy, kono dikei ekta yuddho shojjo korar shokti nei.
kintu hungnu dutodal onek boro boro kotha bolche.
ekhon shob monmontro jane, ei obosthay sobar ki bola uchit?
jing gokung ekta nisshas fele tar chhopor jhere samne eshe daralo.
"samrat, dan ar sona-rupa tader kishutu diye dilei hobe, tader ja chai ta-i dewa jabe na, eta kono motei sombhob noy. jodi taria aro beshi chay, tobe ta paribarer yuddho ghora diye poriborton korte hobe."
ei upaytao ekta bhalo upay chilo.
jing gokung-er shuru korar por, onno montrirao alochona shuru korlo, keu bollo, ei harano jomi ferot powar pasapasi, ei bittiter upor aro kishutu bonijjo shuru kora jabe.
keu abar poramorsho dilo, jehetu onnopotro ei bishoye kotha bolte chay, tobe du pokher modhye alochona thakte hobe!
ekhon amra samne ache, karon ekta song-song raj simante hungnu-ke ghire feleche. jodi ekta song-song raj hungnu-ke chere dey, tobe hungnuke jin desh-er kache aro besi guruttopurno jinish rojgar korte hobe!
yuddho ghora chara, tader goru-chagol-o rojgar kora uchit.
pachhom shohzadah sobsheye beshi utshahi chilo, "samrat pita, amar mone hoy bonijjo shuru korao eirokom. tara eta chay, ota chay, tar cheye bhalo hoy age tian-shan shikar bhumi amader deshe ferot dik, tarpor alochona korle o hobe."
jin samrat vuru kunchale, tini yuboraj-er dike takalen, "yuboraj ki bolche?"
yuboraj druto tar chhopor jhere dilo.
"samrat pita, amar mone hoy ei bishoyta sotei sob montrir ichhar sathe mile jay, amra jiter upor gari chalabo!"
"tar sei pancha lokh dan, pancha lokh taka, amra swikar korbo na, amader chai tader matha nata kore amader odhin hote hobe."
"jehetu tian-shan shikar bhumi agei cheye newa hoyeche, simanto senanider-o purushkar dite hobe, hungnuke dan ar sona-rupa diye dile, amra amader simanto senanider kibhabe purushkar debo? tai age tian-shan shikar bhumi ferot dite bolun!"
ei rokom kotha dekhate khub niti-purno mone hoy, kintu jin samrat je vabe bose chilen tar mon khub ekta bhalo chilo na.
tai tini vuru kunchale.
"thak, ebarer alochona tian-shan shikar bhumi ke kendro kore abar kishutu dan ar sona-rupa, ebong yuddho ghora niye kotha hok, jodi ekta song-song raj-er kach theke nishchitwa pawa jay. ebarer alochona bonijjo porjonto shuru korleo sombhob!"
je kothati bola hoyeche, ta holo du pokh porospar bonijjo kora, adan-prodan kora, hungnu goru-chagol-ghora bikri korbe, ekhane iron ar lobon bikri korbe.
du pokher modhye boro yuddho na thakle shob shomoy eirokom hoy.
yuboraj-er doler sobai khushi ar sontushto chilo, bolte hobe, samrat tobe yuboraj-er poramorsho-i mene niyechen.
ning haoke kono khomota denni, ar ning hao taka gona chara ar kichui korlo na, dekhte gele tini ekta bajarer obhalali manusho chara kichu na, kono jhor tole nite parbe na!
ar je dwitiya shohzadah, pachhom shohzadah, shoshtho shohzadah, tara keu-e yuboraj-er moto na.
jin samrat kichuta sontushto hoye tar chhopor jhere dilo.
"bhalo, ei rokom bishoy dutodal ke alochona korar jonno dewa hok, mone hoy hungnu dutodal rajdhani chere poronodin porei sheza mohodoy-er biye anusthan kora hok?"
ning hao ekta chokh uchar korlo, mone mone bhablo ei jin samrat sotei ekta kukur, shob shomoy mone rakhe tar gale ekta dori badhe dite hobe.
tarpor abar kishutu kotha bolar por, ning hao sesh porjonto swarna shonkara berete parlo.