Nu Nu Yi Inn - No Mark, No Road, No Killibow Bridge

Circle... What I'm in now is a prison... A prison..... A prison, a prison is a big, strong, secure apartment.

If there weren't the horrible shouting, if there weren't the foul smell, if there weren't the annoying bed bugs and mosquitoes, if we didn't have to eat the water-soaked soup called nylon soup and the long, thin rice, how nice would this big apartment be...

It would be better than the hut next to the Nga Moe Yeik Creek where Ama Thein and U Lay Kyi left the “circle”. It would also be better than the Ying Myin La Myin platform house in front of the cinema where the circle is currently located. That is why Ama Thein often said to the drunk U Lay Kyi, “I will kill you and go to jail” when she had nothing to cook.

Amidst the heavy breathing that filled the room, I tried to close my sleepy eyes and turned to the other side of the circle. Then I saw that Mother Sein's body was completely relaxed and she was holding my hand... It was like she was trying to sleep. Is Mother Sein really thin? I think the habit of waking up with just a touch while she was so sleepy is something I learned from making the platform my bed, just like Mother Sein said. The circle was still and pretended to be asleep. Within a moment, Mother Sein's snoring came back. The circle wanted to laugh. Mother Sein was scary, but it was also funny. I had only known Mother Sein for two nights, but the circle knew her. An old woman with a harsh expression and mouth, and who used to sing a song on the platform before going to bed at night, was scary and funny, right?

Well... just like Mother Sein. The circle is both scary and funny. Last night, in a small room next to the Nga Moe Yeik Stream, where the smell of children was suffocating, last night, on a platform next to the Yangon City Cinema, where the smell of gasoline and tar was spreading, oh... tonight, in a sewage-filled prison, where the smell of sewage was pungent. To be precise, last night, half the night was on the platform and half the night was in prison.

For these reasons, the circle is not only sad but also curious. The circle that has taken the risk to escape for change. The circle that does not know where it was born, the circle that has never been to Yangon since it was in the hands of the mother Thein, has never been to Yangon from the side of Nga Moe Yeik Creek. The center of Yangon is a truly exciting and terrifying change for the circle.

Oh... don't tell me I was excited. It wasn't until I got to the city center. My heart started pounding as soon as I crossed Nga Moe Yeik Creek and boarded the "Yangon to Yangon" bus.

As soon as I got into the car, I sat down on the seat with my wife, my breasts still heaving. I didn't know that the woman next to me, who was beautifully combed and made up, was sitting on the other side. I kept my face down to keep myself in check, and I held the one kyat in my hand like a talisman. That kyat was like the last remaining money of Mother Thein... I had to search for it among the paper bags under the mat. I knew Mother Thein didn't have any, but I prayed that at least five kyats would come out from under the mat. It was free. Even if one kyat came out, it was lucky.

The sound of the engine starting and the sound of the horn suddenly became quiet. The car is about to leave... This big car will go to Yangon. When it arrives in Yangon, where will you get off and go around?

"Let me get you a ticket..."

The woman next to the circle handed the ticket seller a new five-kyat bill and whispered, "One child."

"Don't you have any coins, sister..."

While giving the money to the circle, the ticket seller asked the girl. The circle was impressed by the woman who shook her head firmly, saying, “No.” The circle was impressed. It was comforting. Her style was bold. The baby didn’t look here and there. It wasn’t showy either... The circle looked at the necklace around her neck, the watch on her hand, the bracelet, and the clothes she was wearing. The circle looked down at herself again. The mother pulled down the long waist of her shirt again.

Mother Thein's shirt is not bad... It's her only good shirt, she's kept it. Mother Thein is thin and her body is not too loose. Her t-shirt is starting to fade, but it's still bright yellow, so it's still fun to look at. Mother Thein wore this shirt and t-shirt when she went to the market on the other side of Nga Moe Yeik Chaung to sell fish... How angry would Mother Thein be with her circle?

"Central market, central market.."

The girl next to me suddenly stood up and stepped into the crowd. The teacher and her daughter were only five or six years old. The mother, who seemed gentle and kind, was holding the little girl on her lap with tenderness.

A gentle mother... Yes. This kind of mother is the mother who really wants Circle... Because of the resentment and sadness, Circle's heart aches again. Mother Thein said, "Your mother... if she was so gentle and kind, would she leave you?" She said it in a broken voice. Did she know Circle's mother? Had she seen her? Did Circle's mother leave Circle alone and not be a gentle woman anymore? Isn't it possible that Circle and Mother Thein left Circle at the market where Circle met? Isn't it possible that the two of them were separated by people...

The bus crashed into the potholes on the road, and with such force that my head hit the wall, I was so shocked.