অধ্যায় একশ পঁয়চল্লিশ: ঔষধি বড়ি সেবন
খubhi shighr, samrat-er yajna anushthan-e akash-er kachhe praarthana korar byapar ti ashmkhya karmakarta-der mukhe mukhe chhoriye porlo.
"Maharaj shreshtho! Maharaj-er mone amader moto sadharon manush-gulo royeche."
"Thik bolecho, shobai rajdarbar-er oi shothhin durt-gulai samrat ke bhuliye rekhechhe, tai sadharon manush-er jibon ar o kathhin hoye utheche!"
"Samrat jodi emon ek dal kit-patanger sathe thaken, tabe rajyo ke ki bhabe parichalona korben?"
……
Rajdhani-r gali-gali o baje-r lokjon samrat-er akash-er kachhe ei tin-ti praarthana niye alochona korchhe, ashmkhya manush eke chaha-paner por-er golper bisoy hisabe byabahar korchhe.
Shurute jeta chhoriyechhilo ta thik-thak-i chhilo, beshi hole kichhu jaigai alpo-salpo bariye bola hochhe, kintu pore yotoi chhoriyechhe toto abastab hoye utheche, ekhono shona jacche samrat naki siddhi labh kore debata hoye gechhen!
Ar rajdhani-r kachakachi mandir o daoguan-guli ei shujog ke kaje lagiye, shokti-shali bhabe prochar chaliye onek bhokto ke akorshon korechhe, jara eshe puja diye gechhe ebong bhalo matrai taka uparjon korechhe.
……
Nagar-e, Yangxin Bhavan.
Byapar-ti ek porjay-e ashar por, Jiajing ek-ti ason-er upor padmasane boshe chokhh du-ti ektu bondho rakhe, Yangxin Bhavan-er bhitorer adhyatmik shokti-r chakro nije thekei cholte shuru korechhe, jar fole char-pasher adhyatmik shokti-guli ekatra hoye Yangxin Bhavan-e joma hochhe, ja Jiajing-er shadhona-r kaje lagche.
Jiajing je sadhana-r montro bohe, ta khub druto cholte thake, tar shathe tar shoman bhabe shash-prashash niye charpasher adhyatmik shokti-guli ke druto nije ayot-e niye ashe.
Halka beguni roong-er shokti Jiajing-er sharire ghure berachhe, tar porer kapor kono batash charai nije thekei shobdo kore urche.
Jiajing hothat chokh khule hath diye ishara kore kichhu ekta bolte thake, tarpor akashe koyek-ti baj-er shabdo neme ashe, ja Yangxin Bhavan-er opor bosano shokti-chakra nije theke shoshon kore, tarpor tar shokti diye abar chakro ke chaliye rakhe.
Jiajing bujhate parlo je tar sharirer bhitorer shokti aro beshi briddhi peyeche, baj dakano-r goti age-r tulonai onek beshi hoyeche, age ek-i shomoy-e ek-ti matro baj dakano jeto, ekhon tin-ti baj dakano jachhe! Ebong tar shokti-o onek beshi briddhi peyeche.
Jiajing dhire dhire chokh khule kichhu shomoyer jonno shadhona thamiye dilo, eta noy je shadhona-r kono shomosya hoyeche, borong shadhona-r progotiti khub-i shobhabik bhabe hochhe!
Age ja anekdin dhore bujhte partam na, aj ta khub-i shobhabik bhabe bujhe gechi, khub druto tar bhetorer shotti-ti khuje peyechi, jake bole ek muhurter bhabna!
Tarpor, shadhona-r goti-o age-r tulonai onek briddhi peyeche, akashe bheshe thaka adhyatmik shokti-guli je Jiajing nije shoshon korchhe ta noy, borong sheguli nije thekei Jiajing-er sharire dhuke jacche.
"Eta ashole ki hocche?" Jiajing bhuru kunchke chinta korchhe, tar pechhoner karon khuje pete chaichhe, kintu khub shighri she ei chinta ti tyag korlo.
"Yotoi chinta kori na keno, eta sudhu baddho kore rakhbe, shadhona chaliye jawa-i holo shothik path!"
Tarpor Jiajing tar mathar shonko-guli dur kore diye abar shadhona-r dike mon dilo.
Shomoy emon bhabe-i boye jachhe, Yangxin Bhavan-er bhitorer adhyatmik shokti-guli o Jiajing shoshon kore shesh kore dilo! Onekkhon por Jiajing chokh khule shadhona theke uthe elo.
Sharirer bhitorer shokti kono briddhi pay ni dekhe, Jiajing shadhona bondho kore dilo.
Tokhon Jiajing-er sharirer bhitorer shokti bhorpurer abosthai chhilo, jeno ek cup jol bhora thake, jodi tar bhitor aro jol dite hoy, tabe ek-ti boro patro dorkar!
Bole rakha bhalo, Jiajing poroborti dhoroner dike agabar age porjonto, yotoi shadhona koruk na keno tar sharirer bhitorer shokti ekhonkar matrai thakbe.
"Hu~" Jiajing ekta lamba shash fele, jokhon ason theke uthhte jabe, thik tokhon-i kachakachi kankor-er thole-ti tar chokhe porlo.
Jiajing dekhe khub-i khushi holo: "Thik bolecho, ami tomake ki kore bhule gelam! Age bolechilam kono ek shomoy oshudhi parikkha kore dekhbo."
Jiajing bole thole-r bhitorer oi oshudhi-guli shob ber kore dilo.
Oi oshudhi-guli prakritik bhabe tiri, alada alada roong-er, kono dag nei, halka ek-ti shugandho Yangxin Bhavan-er charpashe chhoriye porlo, ja dekhe manush-er mon bhalo hoye jay.
Jiajing mon diye bhaber shathe bhabro shash nilo, tarpor matha halka lage, sadharon manush jodi ek bar shash ney tabe tar ayu panch bochhor bere jabe.
Jiajing hath-er oshudhi-guli dekhe tar bhitor ek-ti khub shoktishali ichha jage, je ei shob oshudhi ekshathe kheye ney!
Jokhon Jiajing hosh phire pelo, dekhe je oshudhi-guli tar mukher kachhe chole eseche.
Jiajing bhalo korei jane, jodi she ei shob oshudhi ekshathe kheye ney, tabe tar ekhonkar shokti diye ei bishal roop shokti she sojhyo korte parbe na, tar fole sharir phete mrityu hobar kotha!
"Thak, tomakei chunlam!" Jiajing onek chinta kore sheshe ek-ti lal roong-er oshudhi chune nilo, tarpor baki oshudhi-guli abaro thole-r bhitor rekhe dilo.
Jiajing abar padmasane boshe, oi lal roong-er oshudhi-ti mukhe diye shadhona-r obosthai chole gelo.
Lal roong-er oshudhi pete cholar shathe shathei Jiajing-er bhoy holo, ek-ti bishal shoktishali o ugrata-r oshudhi tar sharirer bhitor ghurte thake, tarpather shira-guli alada alada bhabe kkhotigrosto hoy.
Jiajing dekhe taratiari shari-r shokti chalano shuru korlo, ei shokti-ke tame dite chaichhe, ke jane sharirer shokti jokhon ei oshudhi-r shathe mishe gelo, tate jeno teler upor agun pore geche, ebong druto jole utheche.
"Ah ah ah!"
Abishvashyo byatha sharirer bhitor theke aste thake, age onekbar porikha kora shira-guli-o eto bhoyonkor shokti ke badha dite parlo na, ebong khub gurutoro bhabe kkhotigrosto holo.
Khub shighri, Jiajing-er sharirer baki shokti o oshudhi-r shokti ekshathe mishe, sharirer bhitor hingshro bhabe ghure berate thake, age je shira-guli shoktishali mone hochhilo, sheguli ei shokti-r samne kichhui noy!
Tokhon Jiajing-er shari-r char-pashe beguni agun jole utheche, bhuru kunchke, mukhe byatha-r chhap.
Jiajing tarpor shadhona chaliye, sharirer bhitorer oi bishal o ubro shokti-ke chaliye debar chesta korlo! Krome ei shokti shadhona-r path dhore cholte thake, jekhanei jacche, age kkhotigrosto shira-guli ei bishal shoktishali oshudhi-r fole abar thik hote thake.
Ar thik hobar por shira-guli age-r tulonai shato gun shoktishali hoye utheche! Emon bhabe, ei oshudhi-ti Jiajing-er shokol ange ghure abar nabhi-r kachhe fire ashe, ebong krome shoshon kore ney.
Tokhon Jiajing-er mukher byatha-r chhap chole geche, tar sharir jokhon-o beguni agune ghera royeche, kintu kach theke dekhle bojha jabe je Jiajing-er tejo krome bere choleche!
Ei tejo sadharon manush dekhte pay na, kintu pashu-guli eta khub bhalo bujhte pare.
"Ah, ki hocche? Eikhankar ghora-guli shob keno ghuru hoye pore geche!"
"Ah, onek indur baire bere choleche!"
"Apnara dekhun, akashe onek pakhira joma hoyeche!"
"Ah, shap, onek shap!"
……
Bairer kando-guli Jiajing ke badha dite parlo na, Jiajing-er sharirer shokti ban-er joler moto badha bhenge felle, Jiajing-o safolyor sathe agiye gelo! Ebong Jiajing safolyor sathe agie jabar por-o tejo bartei thake, jokhon abar shadhona-r badha-r samne porlo, tokhon giye thamlo.
"Hu~ Ajker dine to onek kichhu pawa gelo!" Jiajing shadhona theke uthe dhire bollo.
Dekha gelo Jiajing-er ichha motor, tar hate ek-ti beguni agun-er gola tiri holo, ja bhoyonkor tap chhorachhe.
Hat-er oi beguni agun-i holo Jiajing-er oshudhi khabar por-er shobcheye boro pawa!
……
Rajdhani, Yan Bhaban.
Ajker kaj shesh korar por, Yan Song o Yan Shifan baba-chhele du-jon pichhon-samne kore Yan Bhaban-e fire elen.
Yan Shifan matro baba Yan Song ke palki theke namate sahajjo korlo, ebong tarpor jiggesh korlo: "Baba, samrat ki apnar praarthana mene niyechhen?"
Yan Song sudhu Yan Shifan ke ek nojor deke bollo: "Samrat raji hoyechen, kintu Hu Zongxian-ra desh-e fire ashar por, tarpor thik bhabe chalu hobe."
"Tobe to khub bhalo, tobe to khub bhalo!"
Yan Shifan Yan Song-er kach theke sothik uttor peye, tar mon khub bhalo hoye gelo, ebong utsol bhabe bollo.
"Hum, ebar jodi keu 'dhan ke tule tula' korar byapare kono ghotona ghotay, tabe ami take chharbo na! Yan Shifan, tumi-o."
Yan Song chhele Yan Shifan-er ei utsohi rup dekhe, take shatorko korlo.
"Ha, baba, chhele bujhechi."
Yan Shifan tarpor shikkha pawa manusher moto bhab kore, egiye giye Yan Song ke sahajjo korlo.
"Ei byapar ti samrat-er kachhe khub gurutropurno, kono vul howa chole na..."
"Ha, baba! Chhele bujhechi."
(Adhyay shesh)