Natnwe - Stone Giant

The night was cool inside and warm outside. He saw a crowd of people of all ages, shapes, heights, skin tones, and moods, all crowded together through the uneven doorway, crowded together

It is a period of warm and dry days, similar to the spring between the end of the rain and the end of winter. The rainy season, which was rainy and rainy, rainy and rainy, and rainy and rainy, has ended. The rainy and rainy, rainy and rainy, and

Khin Maung Yin, a native of Mang Shwe, had often visited Pyin Oo Lwin, which was only 40 miles away from the Golden City. As he rode, winding, and climbing the mountain cliffs that rose thousands of feet above sea level, he confidently surrendered his inner self to the beautiful scenery. As he entered the Mandalay Plain and reached the village of Thit Bo, the fourteen-mile camp, the whole way was pleasant and cool. Suddenly, as if he had been hit by a sudden rush of heat that made his whole body shake, he felt as if he had been hit by hellfire when he left the cinema. It seemed that even the blood circulation had changed because of the dizziness.

However, with the ever-cool young woman Hla Moe Nyo holding his hand, he was able to endure everything. Partly because it was one of the best Burmese films released this year, partly because it was a Sunday night at 6:30 on a financially prosperous new moon, partly because the theater was so crowded. Sometimes, I don't know if people even enjoy being in a crowd. I don't know if it's because they have become accustomed to crowding during traditional Burmese festivals such as Thadingyut, the lighting of the pagoda, and the pagoda festival. Now, the crowd that had come out of the theater did not give way to each other, but instead, they were pushing each other, pushing each other, and pushing each other to get to their desired destination.

At this time, Khin Maung Yin and Hla Moe Nyo had no space to wait for a moment, and the crowd was coming from all sides, so they could not stay where they were, so they had to press together, press in and out like everyone else. Hla Moe Nyo, who was still only 20 years old, held Khin Maung Yin's large hands, hugged his palm-sized waist, placed her small hands on his broad shoulders, and snuggled tightly into his bosom, floating among the waves of humanity. The touch of their skin was a kind of warmth. It was not the external warmth of the weather, but the warmth of the inner warmth. Because of this, they both feel like they are floating alone in the current of love, without any disappointment or regret for being so breathless.

Especially for Khin Maung Yin, he was satisfied that he had given up on his dear friends, Ko Sein Myint, Ko Bo Gyi, and Kaing Naung, and that it was worth it. Ko Sein Myint and Ko Bo Gyi were fellow architects from Yangon, but Ko Pao Nyeung was a young artist from Mandalay who came to visit them occasionally. They were young and had big ambitions. They were determined to become great architects and great artists one day. They were trying. For example, Ko Sein Myint said that if a 150-foot-high temple dedicated to the great king, which he had designed, was already standing at the edge of Yangon, he would be happy. Ko Bo Gyi, on the other hand, was a man of few words and a great reader. The books he read were not related to architecture. Ko Paon Naing, on the other hand, is a young Southeast Asian artist who is now beginning to make a name for himself beyond the borders of Burma.

Anyway... The four of them are friends who never lose their love even though they are surrounded by the same woman. They are people who will never be separated. However, although they are suitable for living in Yangon due to their job, if the artist Ko Paung is away from Mandalay for a month, his artistic interests will decrease. Three of the four friends are in Yangon and one is in Mandalay. The four of them only get the chance to meet when the artist comes to Yangon. Here, the artist comes to Yangon once a month and stays for a week. However, he is in Mandalay and is engaged in artistic activities and is painting a large historical painting, so he has not been to Yangon for three months, so he has returned today and will be back tomorrow. So the four of them meet and discuss various topics and arrange a meeting at the “Reza La” Hotel on the shore of Inya Lake. It's 6 pm. Not a minute, not even a minute.

Of the four, Khin Maung Yin was the most precise and meticulous, and the most punctual. However, this time he was not just a minute or two late, but hours late. At about 4:30 PM, Khin Maung Yin was finishing his work in his office and was getting ready to go to “Reza La” when Hla Moe Nyo called him. She said she wanted to watch a movie at 6:30 PM tonight. Khin Maung Yin suddenly didn’t know what to say. He held the phone and stared for a long time. Didn’t Ko Sein Myint and others have an appointment at “Reza La” at exactly 6:00 PM? Wouldn’t Ko Pao Naeng, who had just come to meet them from Mandalay, be returning to the art scene the next morning? And then there was the opportunity to watch a movie with Hla Moe Nyo, a very cute young girl from Maupin.

Thus, he canceled his original plan with three friends and went to the sad, angry, sad

However, Khin Maung Yin, who cannot foresee the future, is completely unconcerned about the shocking incident that will happen in the next hour, and is immersed in Hla Moe Nyo's circle, struggling with the other moviegoers.

In fact, the tighter it was, the closer he was to it, the more he liked it. In fact, the larger the crowd, the more it helped him and Hla Moe Nyo stand together. When the crowd in front suddenly stopped, her breasts gently touched his back. When the crowd behind them became a pack of horses, her thighs warmly touched him. When the crowd from the north came closer, and when the crowd from the south pressed down, Hla Moe Nyo came to his sheltering embrace and took refuge. At these times, their eyes met, and they both smiled and hugged each other.

In human life, there are fierce battles and there are children to be happy and comforted. For my beloved, I don't want to move, I don't want to carry, I don't want to carry.

The tiredness that Aung had endured at work vanished as soon as he met Hla Moe Nyo, like dark clouds drifting away in the wind. His external body parts and his inner blood and brain became refreshed and alive at the same time. Thus, it can be said that he was already in love with Hla Moe Nyo. In this way, he was already in love.