New Eagle - Birth for the Future

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Looking from the top of the landing bridge, you can see the Taiyo Maru, moored somewhere in the sea. The Taiyo Maru is a Japanese deep-sea fishing vessel.

Darkness will soon envelop the area.

“Maybe I should quit my job and go back to my family in the village,” U Htun Lu thought. “Maybe I should just work in the village and earn a living,” U Htun Lu also thought.

“Well... that’s not right. If I do this, I will be disrespectful and ungrateful to Teacher Ko Thu Wai and Thakin Sein Maung. It’s thanks to them that I returned to the village alive. If they hadn’t saved me, my bones would have rotted like a penny. Well..... a penny, a penny, what kind of life have I reached, a penny?”

Many thoughts were swirling in U Htun Lu's head. The old man, thinking about everything, looked beyond the camp with a restless mind.

The latter is a large plateau. The place is surrounded by sea water. On the plateau, coconut trees stand tall. Because it is a coastal area with strong winds, the coconut trees look like tall, unsteady drunks, swaying and about to collapse on the ground.

There are many buildings inside the plateau. They are large, small, and have different shapes and sizes.

As the sun was setting, dark shadows began to spread around the surroundings. In a moment, everything between the eyes and the eyes became different. The feeling became different. The sky of Haigyi Island's seashore changed from a bright and clear appearance to an ugly appearance. From youthful freshness to old age, it was rapidly changing.

At that moment, the sound of the engine and generator running from the hill where the camp was located, and the entire hill was illuminated with lights. At the top of the hill, the white letters on the signboard "Haigyipin Fisheries and Aquatic Products Industry" stood out clearly under the electric light.

"You guys are so tough, it's a good time to come back, Papa. The weather is not ours. If the wind blows hard, won't it be difficult? How about spending the night on the ship?"

For some reason, U Tun Luthu muttered something. He looked at the fishing boat Taiyo Maru with displeasure. The man was sitting on the top of the bridge, but his thoughts were still there.

Running wildly. I imagined crossing the sea. I arrived on the fishing boat Taiyo Maru without going there.

Then he met Thant Htun. He met Nasuya Mata. However, the unrealized sorrow made him even more weak. His chest heaved. His heart ached and trembled, he felt a sharp pain. The old man sighed.

What if the longings have not been fulfilled until now? A one-sided bond is also very painful. The old man thought.

While he was there, a sharp, loud sound, louder than the sound of the waves and the engine and generator, unexpectedly entered the old man's ears. The sound made the old man dizzy. He suddenly shuddered.

“I’m sorry, Ko Tun Lu. I searched the entire camp, and finally I found you here. You’re not young anymore. It’s not unthinkable that you’d get dizzy and fall into the sea. Please stay away. I’ll ask you, are you waiting for me here at the top of this bridge?”

All the thoughts that had been in my mind earlier were no longer there. They were drifting away like the speed of the wind. The old man muttered, "The destruction is coming." The old man heard the voice of his wife, Daw Nyein Tha.

“Is it difficult? Is it difficult for you because of this one grandson? The rain is about to fall. Don’t forget to eat and drink. Your grandson is not a child. He didn’t go alone. He went with Maung Tun Wai and Maung Kyaw Tint. Your grandson didn’t run away. When the time is right, he will return to your arms. Rest assured, rest assured.”

The old woman said sarcastically. The old woman was quite tired from having to go around the entire camp looking for the old man. The mental fatigue was more severe than the physical fatigue.

"Oh, come on, come on, you two are having a hard time because of that kind of talk and that kind of attitude," the old man turned to his wife. Now the old man's voice was hard and clear.

"Well, it's not difficult for us, my son and mother. You are the one who is having a hard time because you can't bear to lose your grandson from under your eyes. Look.. right now, you can't breathe, you are sitting on the top of this bridge, waiting for your grandson, not knowing if he will eat or not."

"I have to wait, bro, I have to wait, my grandson, you're talking like you're not your own blood, what's the matter, you want to go, go for an hour or two, bro, it's a busy day, so I'll stay all day, it's better if this ship goes out to sea."

As darkness began to envelop the surroundings, the view of the ship from afar was no longer as clear as before. It was getting hazy. A red light from the roof of the ship seemed to mock the old man and the old woman.

The old woman looked at the old man. Then the old woman studied the surroundings. Her husband was as black as a tree stump. The surroundings were not unusual. The usual land and water. According to the people in their area, it was high tide. The sound of the waves was also very soothing.

After a while, the old woman became angry.

She looked at her old man with a worried look. The old woman thought for a moment. The sea water had already broken half of the bridge. And her old man was sitting on the upstream bridge, not the downstream bridge.

That's what the grandmother thought.

Would her husband just sit there waiting for his grandson to return, even if the entire bridge was flooded and his own ego was engulfed by the ocean?

"How are you, Grandpa?"

"What, grandma?"

"Will you wait for me to be submerged?"

The force of the water rushing in from the mouth of the Ngawan River, surging across the sea, was immense. There was no barrier or tree, and it roared and roared. The entire bridge was swaying violently under the impact of the force of the water. It seemed as if the bridge pillars would break off under the impact of the water, or the entire bridge would be swept away by the current. The old man sitting on the bridge and the old woman standing there were shaking as if they had been hit by an earthquake.

The old man stood up abruptly from his seat. Then he turned to the old woman and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, as you think, I will have to wait for my grandson if I am to be submerged."

The old man's words made the old woman tremble. The old man was kind-hearted, but he was not harsh when it came to his grandson.

"Yes, sir, yes, yes, I'm worried that you might become like that someday because of your grandson, you know... I'm worried, thinking about it."

As the old woman spoke, she heard both tears and sobs. In fact, Daw Nyein Thar had thoughts and feelings about this matter. She felt that she was being attacked by a demon or a demon.

In fact, in this case, the old woman was not saying anything. Her husband, who was so attached to his grandson, would one day be upset because of this grandson, or would he face trouble because of his inability to walk or speak, and wouldn't they be old enough? The old woman thought and worried.

There's another thing. How could her old man dislike Captain Nasuyama? After all, Captain Nasuyama is a lovely and friendly Japanese man, isn't he?

That's what Grandma Daw Nyein thought.

In any case, the old woman had to endure many sleepless nights with these thoughts.

"How come, do you still have feelings for me?"

The old woman asked hesitantly. Even when she asked, her voice was filled with sorrow. It trembled and trembled.

"Aye, I am lenient towards everyone, and I am still talking about this lenient attitude, even though I am tired. I don't want this to be extinguished. My attitude is to stop the fire before it burns, I don't want a small spark to become a big flame. Once it gets hot, it is difficult to extinguish the fire."

"What do you want to say? What are you dissatisfied with me for?"

“What do you want to say? A little over a month or two ago, when I was back in the village for a while, this boy went crazy with Yomaru and headed for the Myeik Sea. It was your mother’s negligence, your mother’s negligence…”

The old man muttered in displeasure.

The old woman's words made her shiver. She held onto the bridge post with one hand to steady herself from falling. She hugged the old man tightly in a firm voice.

"Let us not interfere with our son and mother while you are sitting here. Your grandson went to Myeik and took your teacher away. How can we say that? Besides, I didn't choose your grandson alone. Maung Htun Wai and Maung Kyaw Tint. Also, think about this. Your grandson is a member of this big company. If he takes his salary, he will be called. If you are in the camp, will you say anything?"

"There are a lot of people out there."

The old man said stubbornly. He still didn't have the strength. "If I had to go myself, I would go," he continued.

"That's difficult. You always have a habit of taking sides when it comes to your grandson. This is not the case. He's his own hired hand, he'll pick and choose whoever he likes. He hasn't called on old men like you yet. There's one thing, if you don't want your grandson to follow their lead..."

The old woman hesitated about what to say next. The old woman thought carefully. She didn't want to hit the pot with a stick.

"Try it," the old man asked.

"It's easy, just go back to the village."