Bhamo Tin Aung - I miss you so much.

Lovely winter scenery

It was a lovely evening, a beautiful winter evening. The twilight was also lovely.

The cold, distant southern monsoon, which had fled to the far north, has returned to the north. As the north wind returns, it brings with it the beautiful white snowdrops and pollen.

The golden yellow twilight, bathed in the nectar of silver snow, seemed to be the highest beauty and peace, the quiet and deserted side of the mountain.

In fact, the cocoon glows beautifully under the twilight of the autumn night.

Amidst the lush green forests, a beautiful new house stands alone. Along the front of the house, beautifully planted hibiscus trees sway and play in the north wind. A small sign hangs at the entrance to the yard.

Kookkai Avenue

In the grand lobby of the Kukkai Inn, there was only one beautiful, modern young woman, about 20 years old. She was the empress of the Kukkai Inn, Ma Khin Si. Ma Khin Si looked out the window towards the street outside. She seemed to be expecting someone.

In the north wind, the young punnar trees were playing cutely. When we went beyond the fence, the green forest on the other side of the wide and calm Inya Lake was like a backdrop. As we climbed up and over the forest, we saw the golden horizon. A cute white heron, male and female, were also flying towards the golden horizon.

“How beautiful... how peaceful it is...” As usual, for the beautiful princess of the Kookkai Yeikthar, it would be a very peaceful and lovely twilight. That's right. Ma Khin Si loves the lovely, bright twilight. Ma Khin Si felt happy walking in the moonlight. Indeed, after spending a long day at school, when she returned home, what Ma Khin Si longed for the most was the lovely, bright twilight.

But the beauty of the evening could not attract Ma Khin Si in any way. In the living room, which was magnificently decorated with new and shiny furniture, the empress of the Kukkai Pavilion sat alone with an irresistible expression. She was neatly dressed in a dark blue velvet skirt and a two-tone gold-colored Saklak coat, and her fresh, plump skin and figure were very beautiful to look at. In fact, only someone so beautiful could sit in such a bright and luxurious living room.

As if impatient to wait for someone, Ma Khin Si looked down at her small gold watch. It was only 20 minutes to 6.

Ma Khin Si looked out the window towards the street. The entire length of Kukkai Road was clear of traffic.

“Ko Kyaw Win is the only one..” Ma Khin Si complained in frustration. In fact, Ma Khin Si blamed Ko Kyaw Win. It was only right to blame him. Ko Kyaw Win had promised her that he would come and pick her up at 5 o’clock in the morning with a car, but it was already 5:30 and ten minutes had passed.

“Oh..how much is it worth getting angry, Ko Kyaw Win? Let him stay home.” The young princess who was fighting alone was struggling. It must be true. It was already four and twenty minutes when she returned home from school. She had a cup of tea. She had to take a quick shower. She had to apply perfume, comb her hair, and change her clothes, and she had to work hard to be ready by 5 o’clock. At 5 o’clock, Ma Khin Si was already getting ready in the living room and waiting.. Ko Kyaw Win had not yet appeared.

Waiting for 5 hours and 10 minutes... was still just a fantasy. The 5 hours and 20 minutes of fantasy had passed, and Ma Khin Si was starting to get bored.

I looked out the window again. I couldn't see anything on the road where Ko Kyaw Win was coming. I couldn't even see the cute little punnariki trees playing around... I just left a golden ray on the distant horizon.

“Ko Kyaw Win...Ko Kyaw Win..it’s good to hate..” In fact, Ma Khin Si couldn’t hate Ko Kyaw Win. She said it out of impatience. Waiting for someone who rarely came was the most tiring and tiring thing. So she suddenly sought happiness. She only sought happiness. She forgot that her beloved, the little girl, was always inviting her. She didn’t want to play the piano in her head, and she didn’t want to turn on the radio next to her. She looked at the “Corona” magazine that was always on the table. She couldn’t find the magazine, she only found a large English newspaper ready, so she picked it up and looked at it.

“The Daily” or the British Government Gazette, Khin Si never wanted to read the Daily. But while waiting for Ko Kyaw Win, she read the contents of the newspaper. “Ribn Trott and Stalin meet.” “Germany and the Soviet Union have divided Poland.” “Mr. Chamberlain’s prediction is correct... “A fierce battle between the Allied and German armies....”

Ma Khin Si put the newspaper down before the end of the table of contents. In Europe, people are fighting and fighting each other because of the greedy capitalists and stupid politicians, and they are going to starve, die, and die. She did not want to read the news. It was boring to read the Korean magazine, and it was boring to wait for Ko Kyaw Win to come, but Ma Khin Si was really disappointed. She could not enjoy such a boring and disappointing life. She did not want to complain. Ma Khin Si was young. She was only interested in new and bright things and cute beauties. Love. In that case, it would be better to go down and walk in the dimly lit courtyard instead of sitting idly in the living room and waiting.

That's right.

In front of the elephant's gate, there were bright red roses in full bloom. As usual, at dusk, Ma Khin Si would go down to the garden and caress the roses.

“Oh...the lovely golden roses…” Ma Khin Si would greet the lifeless roses. She would look at the roses with loving eyes, delighted and content.

“How beautiful it would be if I planted those roses in a vase in the living room…” Ma Khin Si thought, loving beauty. But she was just thinking. She didn’t pick them. If she planted them in a vase, they would wither in three or four days and be gone. Only the young mother plant can bring forth the roses that bloom naturally and remain in their natural beauty, without decaying. Man cannot live by opposing nature; only by trying to understand nature can man truly open and use the treasure trove of Mother Nature.

But man wants to flatter Mother Nature. A beautiful flower blooming on the ground cannot be moved to a vase in the living room. And there is something else that Ma Khin Si wonders about.

"Why do such beautiful and lovely roses have so many thorns..."

The little lady asked softly. The little roses were coming from the north wind. In a botanical language that she did not understand, the little roses were talking about their lives and thorns. A university student, even if she had taken zoology, would not have been able to understand the little roses' lives and thorns. Since zoology is only the latest and most delicate science, it was too early to think about understanding the little roses' language. If she could not do it with the help of the latest and most delicate science, she would not have been able to do it with the help of the physics and chemistry that gave life.

“The Lord looked and created”