Moner Golpo: "Opekkhar Alo"
Choto ekta gram chilo Bangladesh-er moddhe. Oi grame thakto ekta chele, tar naam Rahim. Rahim chilo shanto, kom kotha bola, kintu onek boro moner manush.
Rahimer jibone onek koshto chilo. Baba chilen na, maa din-mazuri kore tar porashona cholato. Rahim prothom thekei shopno dekhto—ekdin se boro hoye maa-ke shukhe rakhbe.
Ekdin gram-e notun ekta meye elo—tar naam Amina. Amina chilo hashi-mukhi, shobai-ke shomman korto. Rahim prothom dekhat-ei tar moner moddhe notun ekta alo jole uthlo.
Tara dujon bondhu holo. Kotha bolte bolte tara bujhte parlo, tader shopno ek rokom—dujon-ei chay nijer poribar-ke bhalo rakhte, manusher jonno kichu korte.
Kintu jibon shob shomoy shoja hoy na. Amina-r poribar onno jaygay chole gelo. Jawar din Amina bollo,
"Jodi amader mon shotti hoy, tahole ekdin abar dekha hobe."
Bochhor kete gelo. Rahim onek koshto kore porashona shesh korlo, chakri pel. Ekdin bazar-e akash theke brishti namlo… Rahim chhata niye dariye chilo. Tokhon tar shamne dariye haslo ekta porichito mukh