Hishab shodh kortei hoy

Bangladesh-e shat bochor knit karkhana chaliye ami shikhechi, dhormoghot kokhono golper shuru noy. Eta bill — emon ek protishrutir, ja keu agei bhengeche.

Bangladesh-e ekta karkhana jokhon thame, khobor-Ta ekta shobde chorray: dhormoghot. Dur theke dekhte bishrinkhola — chora gola, talabondho foTok, nistobdho line. Duniyar beshirbhag shobd-Ta pore, Thik kore eta onno karo shomossha, ar mukh firiye ney. Shrinkholer amar ongsho noy. Odike jachhi na. Ami probritti-Ta bujhi. Ami eta-o mone kori eta ekjon kretar kora shobcheye byaybohul bhul — karon shobd-Ta ja-kichu guruttwopurno ta lukay.

Ami shekhane shat bochor ekta knit karkhana chaliyechi — chuktibhittik, ekjon kormochari, kokhono malik noi. Mane ami shob-kichu majhkhan theke peyechi: floor-er jonno jobabdihi, othocho je khomota tar short Thik korto ta chara-i. Line jokhon nistobdho hoyeche ami shekhane darriyechi, ekbarer beshi. Egulo amar pora jinis noy, bacha jinis. Ar tara amake je ekta jinis shikhiyeche ta holo: dhormoghot kokhono shuru noy. Eta ek dirgho hishaber shesh. Machine jokhon stobdho hoy, tokhon masher por mash — kokhono bochorer por bochor — bokeya thaka ekta bill kebol ekshonge shodhjogyo hoye pore, shob ekbare.

Oi bill-er kichu aine lekha. Betonshoho oshusthota-chhuti. Bochore chouddo din chhuti. Kagoje-kolome egulo ache; onek floor-e egulo kebol kagoje ache, emon ek odhikar jake shobai chupchap tattwik dhore nite raji. Kichu abar kono aine-i nei — floor nijer nyayjyotar khata rakhe, ar tate jog kore. Kon entry boidho ta niye tarko korte paren; tate kichu jabe-ashbe na. Floor ja Thik tar upor aday kore na. She ja onubhob kore tar prappyo, tar upor aday kore, ar nikhut hishab rakhe.

Ei shei ongsho ja niye poshchim boshe thakte chay na. Oi floor-e dhormoghot kebol bedonar chitkar noy — eta ekta khela-o, protidiner ar odrishyo, protiti order ar protiti deadline-er prishthotoler niche chola. Dor-koshakoshi-r jor, shomoy-mapa ar dam-boshano. Eke kebol jontrona bola mane eke romantic kora; kebol khela bola mane nicher manobik rin dekhte na-pawa. Eta duToi. Shobshomoy duToi.

Ar duToi-r niche shei ek-i jora: Taka, ar malik-ra jara kokhono porichalona shekheni. Dwitiyo-Tai mul, ar pray keu eta jore bole na. Ja nei tar emonki ekta nam-o ache — ekta shilpo-mansikota: karkhana-ke output-er machine noy, manush o procedure-er ek bebostha hisebe gore tolar dhoirjoshil, jouloshin kaj. Jekhane ota onupostit, shekhane shob-kichu banke ekmatro duto darriye-thaka jinis-er dike: ayton, ar e-masher munafa. Kebol ei duyer jonno chalano ek floor-er kendre ekta shunyota thake, shei khali jayga jekhane netritto thakar kotha chilo — ar Taka chhute eshe bodle niyom lekhe. Dhormoghot kebol shei shunyotar mudra.

Tai shot proshno-Ta kokhono chilo na „tumi kon pokkhe — shromiker na maliker?“ Ota bairer loker proshno, ar ota ekta fanD. Ashol faTolrekha shrom ar punjir majhe noy. Eta bebosthapona ar tar onupostiti-r majhe.

Eta koto kothin, ba er chardike-r shob-kichu niye ami shorol noi. Ami eta becehchi. Kintu ami bikolpo-Ta dekhechi, ar tar dam jekono mojuri-line-er cheye beshi: jedin hishab shodhjogyo hoy, shedin atonke dewa kono Taka harano shomoy ferot kene na. Er kichu-i bhashon noy, ar kichu-i emon ek desher biruddhe noy jake ami shroddha kori ar kal-i fire jetam. Eta ulTo — shei ekta jinis-er pokkhe jukti ja bill-Take shonkuchito kore, kokhono shunye: prokrito netritto. Je nyayjyota apni dekhte pan. Floor-e dokkhota. Ekta rokkhito kotha.

Poshchimer obhyash holo ei shob dekhe chupchap bola: amar kichu jay-ashe na. Ami kokhono ta bolte parini. Ami bohudin er majhkhane darriyechi. Ar jekono ekok order-er cheye beshi, ami boro emon dhoroner floor gorte shahajjo korbo jekhane bill-Ta choto thake — karon ta shotbhabe, shomoye shomoye shodh hoy.

— A.K. · TB Textile Sourcing · Slovenia, EU
(Ekjon European, jini Bangladesh-e knit karkhana chaliyechen — chuktibhittik, ekebare bhitor theke.)