Nyi Pu Lay - The Daily Life of a Fin Si Kot and Other Short Stories

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The name they call the squirrel is “parachute squirrel.” Since he is a parachutist, he is not a parachutist who jumps from a big plane. If this matter is not resolved, it will become more complicated. The squirrels are called “parachutists” because they run onto train cars and jump off people’s cars carrying packages and bags. This is the term they call themselves.

The squirrel is very brave. Sometimes he doesn't just jump out of the train window, he jumps out of the carriage. He jumps from the roof of the train and steals. He's not a thief. He's just being careful. One of the squirrel's colleagues holds his two legs from the roof of the train, he jumps and works, and when he gives a signal, he lets go of his hand. The squirrel falls down on the side of the track, crumpling. No matter how fast the train goes. Don't worry. The faster it goes, the farther away from its owner, the safer it is for him.

If the owner of the package knows, he will shout from under the box, waving his hands like "Tart", "Boy-by-by", "Cheerio" and disappear. It's like a joke, but the parachute that you jump with your life, and then all the things in it, are divided proportionally. The one who jumps the parachute gets a little more. Money and things are almost free, right? The squirrel doesn't do anything unfair with the things that come with it when he opens the package and unzips it. They show their friends the truth and divide it. He doesn't care about this kind of thing. He's not a liar. The squirrel is a real fighter. Isn't their world small? If you don't do it right, it will come out like a bottle one day. If you're not honest with each other, it won't work, you'll get in trouble. It's rare. There are also such beliefs.

Sometimes, Nga Shin worked from the Yangon Express. The guys in the dormitory were already asleep. Nga Shin took a sip of the fine whiskey on the table between the two bunks and took two sips. Then he chewed a piece of ginger. He handed over the rest of the bottle to the roof and then he started working. The suitcase was quite heavy. Nga Shin didn’t get drunk on a sip or two of whiskey. It was just as good as a parachute jump. The suitcase was always clutched and jumped. He hadn’t opened the bag yet. He waited until his passenger came. The next day, they broke the lock. The bag, which he wanted to carry with him, was heavy with money. When he opened it, Nga Shin’s hair stood up.

Oh...oh....... Don't you think you're going to get a bite? There are about three bottles of money. The weight is heavy because of the pistol and the bullets. What should I do? Throw the pistol and bullets into the buffalo creek. Sometimes I want the money to flow, and sometimes I want the money to not flow and become a snake.

Nga Shin has already told his teachers clearly.

“I work when I have a job. But I never cut wood from a fence, sir.” The teachers did not understand what the thief said, “I do not cut wood from a fence.” I never work in the area where I am from, our territory, Hodi Yamethin. I sometimes go to Tat Kone, Pyaw Bwe, and Pyin Ma Na. Sometimes I go to Kyauk Si, Sint Kai. That was when there were no chicken games, phew circles, or gin circles in his village and the surrounding area.

Nga Shin has a rule. He does what he promises. When he opens his bags and boxes after work, he never takes pants. Let the teachers wear them. One or the other will do. A person with this kind of mind. Is it really better to skydive in pants? This is a question. But Nga Shin seems to be worried about his pants. Has he ever gotten into trouble while working in pants? I don't know what happened. Underwear and a cloth on top. Sometimes he doesn't even wear underwear. Jumping in a cloth, parachuting, that's how good Nga Shin is.

With dark skin, short legs, a wrinkled face, and a short-sleeved shirt, Nga Nga looks like a ripe fruit. But he dresses and eats neatly. He lives smartly. He smokes cigarettes and never takes off his sunglasses.

But like the water in a squirrel's bag, the path is always changing. As long as there are passenger trains running on the railway tracks, the squirrel's livelihood is not in danger...

There was a man named Ko Nay Myo Aye from Ushi Kone village, Nga Shin, who was a rich man. Ko Nay Myo Aye and his family had always been rich. They had fields and a farm. In addition to a herd of buffaloes and cows, they also owned a herd of goats. There were two mills in Ushi Kone. Their mills were more productive. His idea was that he would not become a rich man in Ushi Kone, but rather a good person to go to the city and become a movie star.

At (35) years old, he was a young man, a young man of great stature. It was this young man who was the first to fall in love with Ko Nay Myo Aye. The young ladies of Ushi Kone, Htan Koe Pin, Sithar Aye, and Supa Kyin all fell in love with him, so they started to think about him and started to think about him.

Ko Nay Myo Aye is about to become a member of the family that owns the Three Elephants Biscuit Factory in Pyaw Bwe. The family of the Yame Thin Ploen Shwe Seng family wants to place Ko Nay Myo Aye with their eldest daughter. The daughter of the Everett Drinking Water family, the doctor, will also be able to follow in his footsteps. The daughter of the Quality Store family, the teacher, Lat, will be able to follow in his footsteps.

Ko Nay Myo Aye, who wants to be quiet, doesn't seem to be interested in anyone. Ko Nay Myo Aye doesn't seem to be interested in anything. He doesn't seem to be interested in the issue of repairing the village primary school, the annual recitation of the (18) Taungpye Pagoda vows, the provision of electricity to the entire village of Ushis Kone, the daily operation of his water machine, the work of the Ushis Kone village election commission, and the provision of water to the village.

One day, Ko Nay Myo Aye had to go to the town. It was about four miles away, and since he had only a horse-drawn cart to ride, he got on a horse-drawn cart. Since he was a man who worked for the benefit of the village and was also wealthy, Ko Nay Myo Aye rode in any of the twelve horse-drawn carts in the village. The cart driver gave him a seat in the next room or the head room. Ko Kyauk Khe, Kyauk Ni, Ko Saw Win, Ko Ma Ji, Zaw Thet Htwe, whoever rode the horse-drawn cart, Ko Nay Myo Aye was welcome to come.

In Ko Nay Myo Aye's hand was a stack of papers with a list of tasks he would have to do when he arrived in the country. He would collect money from the fairgrounds, check the price of wood, go to the machine parts store, buy medicine for his father, and call a doctor.

When their horse-drawn carriage arrived at the Zarat gate, the two passengers waved and stopped the carriage and got in. They thought they were guests from the village, a mother and son. When they arrived at the tea shop in the middle of the village, Nga Shin followed him, saying that he was also going to the city.

On the way, I chatted with Ko Nay Myo Aye and the horse-drawn carriage driver Ko Watok. Nga Shin was listening, and the mother and son who had come up from the Zar Ka Tung also spoke to each other, and they drove along the beautiful horse-drawn carriage road. Among the things they talked about were the price of beans, the price of sesame. The price of hoof pain. The price of diesel. The fact that Manchester United lost the Premier League title this year.

As they entered the city, the horse-drawn carriage driver asked Nga Shin. “Where are you going, Ko Nga Shin?” Nga Shin replied, as the conductors of Yangon would say, “Khaing Shwe-wa, Dhamma-yoon, the gate.” He said he would follow the horse-drawn carriage to the end of the gate. Before reaching the market, when they reached Khala Gyi’s general store, Nga Shin asked the horse-drawn carriage driver to stop for a moment and then hurriedly entered Khala Gyi’s store.

After a while, he came out with a pack of London cigarettes in his hand. Ko Nay Myo Aye had already read the list of new arrivals at the shop. It didn't include what he wanted. Ko Nay Myo Aye