Moe Moe (Inya) - It's time for the little ones to be sad.

Even before the train stopped, Ko Ko looked for Da Tay Ri. He had half-stepped out of the window and was looking at the faces of the people standing at the station. Would Da Tay Ri be there? Would he wave happily if he saw her? Had Da Tay Ri disappeared among the banana leaves? 2 He wanted to see Da Tay Ri before setting foot on the factory grounds. That was what he wrote in the letter. Ko Ko's desire had been so strong. However, there had been many shortcomings on his part in the years that had passed. It was true that in the year or two before graduating from school, 20 he had gradually forgotten Da Tay Ri. At one point, due to the uncontrollable nature of his mind, he had forgotten Da Tay Ri for a moment. Finally, his inner connection with the place and surroundings where he was born, He realized that he couldn't just throw away those he was close to in that environment, but Da Ta was a knowledgeable, thoughtful girl, and now she couldn't turn away even from someone who was the same color as Da Ta.

He got off the train with a heavy bag of groceries in his hand. He had not written home in advance that he would be back that day. He also told his mother that he would not return home and would still be working in the city. His mother, who always admired her son, did not object to his plan. She knew how hard she was working. He imagined that he could take his mother and younger brother with him, who were self-sufficient. In reality, he could not even find a place to put his two feet. The uncle also wrote to him. My father is no longer here, and by what right can my mother and my little brother stay there? When I called them to Taungoo, they did not come. The short letter, "You think about it," quickly and clearly made his decision. "I wonder if Khin Thet, who has been with me for two years and who has been so happy, can forgive me for coming back like this. It's hard for a person to be reduced to a world where they enjoy themselves, Khin Thet. I understand everything with just one word, "Pe Pe Ma Ma," that I won't be happy with you for the rest of my life. Can you forgive me for the same thing?"

The past six years have been a different story for Ko Ko Pae. Everything was filled with flowers of hope. The green shoots of the sugarcane trees that I had seen on the train were as fresh and vibrant as the branches. "As long as the sugarcane trees live, our lives will live."

Da Ta Yi is a man who thinks and speaks in a dreamy way. Da Ta Yi's thoughts are always deep. There are two girls he was only close to when he was young. The other one is a girl.

Now he remembered San San. San San didn't think like Da Tay Ri, he didn't speak. He was a jerk. He was rough. San San's quick wit was admirable. But San San wasn't someone who thought long and hard like Ri. He only dealt with problems in the moment.

If only San San had come, he would have come to meet me, Ko Ko thought. However, San San had had no contact with him at all during the time he had been away from the factory. San San, if the weather was bad now, would he have been married? " The train started to roll and started to leave. The market, where the transactions had not yet been completed, was bustling with passengers. Some of the passengers were rushing to get on the train. "Ping, throw it away," he shouted . As he left the station, he saw the market, which was even more crowded than before. He walked past the rickshaws and looked towards the bus stop. He looked at the bus that was leaving for the factory.

"Hey... Koko"

Someone called out to me and I was filled with joy as I looked inside. Is it Ko Tin Oo, who is not afraid of Dawari and Swe? I almost asked, "Yi?"

"I'm sending guests, and no one came to greet you ?"

"I didn't write the letter in advance. Who else is coming?" "Ko Thein Zan's wife is a little shy. Come and show me around. I'll give you my briefcase."

Ko Lin Oo led him to a large lorry with the words "Rekh" written on it. There was no one in the front. Two men who were to return the car got into the back of the car. Ko Tin Oo threw the leather bag in the back and led him to the gold room.

"It's convenient for me, by the way, are you driving this car?"

"Oh, don't you know, Dean, you haven't come back yet, the others have come back from the school, and you suddenly don't even remember your teacher."

- "No. Now that my father is gone, I have one thing in mind, and when I return, I have to go to the top."

I thought about asking Ko Tin Oo about Da Yi. But I didn't. We'll meet soon. Da Yi didn't come to meet him, but I told him.

The sugarcane fields on either side of the road were even greener. It was still a four-mile drive to the town where the train station and the factory land were. Ko Tin Oo glanced at him as he drove. “Are you going back to work now?”

"I can't do it"

Ko Ko answered vaguely. In fact, she couldn't say for sure.

“Now, the new factory has a lot of graduates from technical schools, so it would be better if local people could work there.”

As Ko Tin Oo said, her job is more suited to her region. She still wonders if she will ever be able to find a job worthy of her degree.

The rice fields are interspersed with the sugarcane fields. The sugarcane has not yet sprouted. The rice has not yet been harvested. This is the most difficult time for the people of this region. When the sugarcane plants are fully ripe, smoke will come out of the factory chimneys. At that time, those who have been drinking rice will begin to breathe easier. After working in the forest for a long time, they will have to step onto the dry factory land.

Ko Tin Oo drove his car towards his home, knowingly. The small, dark houses of the Indian community, the small, intricate shops, and then the isolated factory village.

The mansion where Ko Ko lived was no longer a place to be exchanged. Long ago, the Kala Prince lived in a magnificent palace. It was a palace.

The house, known to the whole village as Min Taw, is now even more dilapidated and looks like it is about to collapse. However, it stands tall as a safe haven for some of the working families. Next to the house is a large field where Ko Ko was so happy when he was a child.

Ko Ko's father was a good storyteller. He knew the history of the place he had lived in all his life. His lineage was not from India or Burma. He was a true friend of the factory in that area. He was the manager of the factory. He was a permanent worker in the factory. Nothing more.

My father wanted Ko Ko to return to the factory like him. He wanted him to take a higher position than him. He prepared things for that. Now, my father is gone. He doesn't know when he will reach the position that my father hopes for. "Thank you, Ko Htin."

Ko Ko got out of the car, pulled a leather bag, and walked across the large grassy field.

I imagined Ko Ko's childhood in that vast field, and how we and our younger siblings spent their childhoods running around and playing.