Bhamo Tin Aung - Collection of Short Stories (3)

The entire sky is dark brown.

The smoke that rises from the ground in a thin stream spreads and disperses as it rises away from the ground and into the sky. The wind in space carries the smoke, spreading and moving across the entire sky, creating a dark, brown haze.

The blue sky is gone. To what universe have you fled and hidden? The blue sky is gone. It has become deserted.

The smoke rising from the ground was floating in the sky. It was there.

Ma Nyeintha stood on the ground, exhausted and looking up at the sky with longing. It was like longing to see the blue sky that gave the soul peace and joy. And then she was alone.

The blue sky is gone..

The entire sky is dark brown.

Only the wisps of smoke drifting up from the earth where she stood alone, exhausted, were scattered across the sky.

However, Ma Nyein was still looking up at the sky with great anticipation. I couldn't tell if she was sad because she couldn't see the blue sky. Tears like pearls were flowing down her cheeks one by one from her eyes.

The sky is just a dull brown.

[ 2 ]

The whole earth is red.

Human blood...blood...the river is red with human blood. The whole earth is red. Blood...human blood...

When Ma Nyeintha had to give up her desire to see the blue sky, she looked down sadly at the earth where she stood, unable to control her tears.

Where is the land that was once so beautiful, with water, land, forests, mountains, rivers, streams, oceans, lakes, and human settlements?

When one looks down at the earth to comfort oneself for the loss in heaven, where is the comfort for one who is restless?

The earth is dry and cracked. The scorched earth..

The trees and flowers were left with only black stumps.

All the houses in the town and village were collapsed and turned into ashes.

Where is the comfort... The peaceless one is crying for comfort. Like a creature left alone on this earth, I am searching for comfort. "Where is the comfort?"...

But there is no comfort, and comfort has vanished like the heavens and the earth. The restless seek comfort in fear. But there is no comfort.

The ruins of the burnt earth, the blood flowing from the streets and alleys, the blood flowing out in a crimson stream. Will this blood cover the entire earth, just as the entire sky is covered with smoke?

Ma Nyein looked up at the sky expectantly.

When she saw no hope in the sky, she looked down at the ground where she stood, filled with despair and sadness.

Human blood...blood, the river is red with human blood. The whole earth is red. Blood...human blood..

The whole earth is red.

[ 3 ]

The entire sky is dark brown.

The whole earth is red.

Between this heaven and earth, a restless person is searching for comfort. He is searching for the blue sky. He is searching for the green and pleasant water, land, forest, mountain, and human habitation. But he has not found any of these comforts. Where have they gone?

The smoke from the fire that had burned so brightly from the ground rose up into the entire sky, darkening it to a dark brown.

How long has it been since the people who made the earth a peaceful place and their communities were destroyed and burned to the ground by a warring creature?

Ma Nyein Thar had a clear vision of that cruel and cruel creature called war. How many heartbreaking things had he suffered at the hands of that creature?

The whole earth is red with blood, human blood. How many people have been captured and killed, and this blood is flowing almost covering the whole earth?

There are four people on the list that Ma Nyein knows.

Ma Nyein Thar is a Burmese woman of the Yangon religion, but her husband, Ko Thet Sya, is a Buddhist Burmese. Ma Nyein Thar and Ko Thet Sya have three children. The eldest son, Maung Ba Khin, is a young communist, and the middle daughter, Kyay Yoon, is a nurse. The eldest son, Maung Mya Maung, is a student.

Ma Nyein Tha's husband, Ko Thet Sya, was killed by a bomb during a Japanese bombing raid, and his youngest son, Maung Mya Maung, was killed by a bullet during the Anglo-Japanese conflict. His eldest son, Maung Ba Khin, was tortured and killed by the Japanese in various ways, but it is not known where he was killed. His daughter, Ma Kyay Yoon, was killed by a machine gun bullet fired by a Japanese plane while accompanying the British troops to India.

Four people have already died at the hands of the warring beast, and how many more wives and mothers will there be who have lost their lives like him?

Now, as a wife who has lost her husband, and as a mother who has lost three children, I stand between this earth and heaven as a single widow.

The blue sky is gone...

Even on this green, peaceful earth, blood flows from the burnt earth and ruins... human blood...

The sky is dark brown, and the earth is covered with bright red blood.

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Blood... Between the earth, red with human blood, and the sky, dark and gloomy, Ma Nyein stood alone, exhausted.

There is nothing pleasant about the surroundings of the rain and the earth. It is only covered with terror and threat.

The peacemaker is tired. He is afraid. Not only that, he is also sad and unable to cope.

After enduring the pain of having her husband and three children brutally torn from her heart by a giant creature, her home and the entire human world were covered in blood... blood, leaving only ruins and scorched earth.

Now, Ma Nyein is a widow. She has lost all her children and all her belongings, and she is left alone.

Her entire human world was wide open and empty, like a vast expanse of land.

There is no happiness, no joy, and the worst thing is the absence of hope.

How can there be any meaning in living alone on earth, having lost a husband and children? In fact, this meaninglessness is not limited to Nayin Tha. How many widows are there because of war? How many mothers have lost their children because of war?

War...war...war....

Even before the war came to the world, mothers cried. Wives cried. Children cried.

When war came, all the mothers and children cried together.

But when the war was over... Ma Nyein could no longer cry. Cry, Ma Nyein...

Have you cried so much that you've run out of tears? Have you cried so much that you're afraid to cry? I don't know.

Crying...Ma Nyein Tha, crying...Ma Nyein Tha can't cry anymore..

( 5 )

The sky is still dark and gloomy.

The earth is still red with blood... human blood.

While Ma Nyeintha was standing alone and tired, unable to find a way to get relief, the giant creature that had just run towards the horizon circle returned from the horizon circle and started moving again...

Ma Nyeintha stood there in fear, but suddenly saw the huge creature, holding atomic and hydrogen bombs in one hand, moving as if it was about to run away again. He screamed at the top of his lungs and, unconscious, ran away, running in the direction he had fled.

I don't know if Ma Nyein Thar has gone after his feelings. I don't think so. It seems like he's just scared.

As she ran, she heard the terrible sound of a war beast threatening her from the horizon, and she ran, terrified, and ran into a small Catholic church built on a small hill not far from her.

"We will drop atomic bombs." What a loud sound, a terrible, ominous sound. We will drop hydrogen bombs. Ma Nyein Thar covered her ears. Next, the church//

She ran into it like a madwoman, believing and worshipping it.

I kneeled in fear before the Lord and closed my eyes.

At that time, please listen to the peace bells ringing in unison at the World Peace Conference, where widows and mothers from all over the world, who have lost their husbands and children, are ringing in unison at the World Peace Conference to stop the great war beast that is threatening the world and to maintain world peace.