Than Swe - 5 short stories

Fri-lasting rain

Friend….

I am facing a problem that I cannot find a solution to. In fact, this problem is a problem that concerns me alone... It is a problem that should be sealed in my heart and soul with my blood... But you are a novelist, so I will tell you. I believe that you will get a satisfactory answer from me... Besides, I have noticed that you write about problems that cannot be solved in this world...

For example, around this time last year, you wrote about “Seinpanni Ni” in Shumawa magazine, and last year

"The Brother and Sister" which was included in the blood drinking. Also, the novels "Knowingly" and "What Covenant Is Made of" which were included in the same novel two or three years ago are problems that cannot be solved in any way... There is also the novel "Aw... Bo Thet Tin".

In fact, life's most devastating events are caused by problems that cannot be solved in any way. I understand what you mean by saying that sad stories are just that... If all the problems that arise could be easily solved... the whole world would be peaceful and happy, and where would the sad stories be?

It seems like this...

When I came to this city on a job, the first person I met was my brother, Nwe. I had no relatives. Since I had just arrived, I didn't have any acquaintances, so whenever I was bored, I would spend time at the billiard table and meet my brother, Nwe. Gradually, we became friends... He invited me to his house... His parents, sisters, and brothers made friends with me. The whole family was kind... They also made friends with me as soon as they saw me... They were as close as if they had met a distant relative again, and they talked and fed me. There were two sisters, Nwe was the younger one, and Lei was the older one. When we first met, Lei was the one who called me boldly, but Nwe was a little strict...

At first, I was angry, thinking, "You're being so pretentious." But as we got closer, I realized that Nwe's behavior was just that, and I couldn't help but feel angry.

I am a single person from a town or village, I am a person of high status, I speak politely and I am not arrogant, so I am loved by their family... The only thing that can move my heart among their sisters is Naew... It is amazing that they meet and become friends. We have come from a past life that we can no longer see... In this life, we meet and encounter... We do not know what will happen in the future... It is very difficult to meet and become friends in this present life.

Friendship is always close, but it is difficult to be close to your neighbor, even though you have to treat him as a neighbor, but it is difficult to be close to him from the heart... I will tell you the truth... Even brothers and sisters are not as close as strangers... There are people who meet for a moment, but they are close to each other from the heart... Do you call this... a coincidence? Do you call it a coincidence?

When I think back on how friendly the people of Nwe's family were towards me, it's amazing... To be honest, their friendship was greater than mine.

Later... I no longer lived in the government-assigned neighborhood, and I started spending time with my family members... I was not particularly talented, but I was a person who could do a little bit of everything, so my friendship with the whole family was stronger. One of my brothers played billiards, and I played billiards... My father played alchemy... I also used to recite the Agniratha mantras while helping my grandfather to draw the fire, and the old man would be very fond of me... "Galuna, Galuna, Sopatong is also a little bit of a false belief. The dragon does not die, the frog does not swallow it"; "Buying Agniratha - Remembering - How can I kill the devil?"; "Search the Pitaka and combine it with astrology"; "The hermits of Hayavana cooked and ate snakes"; "Look at the mantras that I do not know"; "That mantra is dead and cannot be found"; and I was very happy with the old man...

My grandmother, being a historian, was able to speak in a reasonable manner... When the old lady forgot who was the son of whom, and when which king ascended the throne, and what happened in the past, I supported her... When I asked her because I didn't know, the old lady was always willing to compromise and give me answers...

Oh... My sister and I are crazy about poetry. My brother, I am a person who likes to play the mandolin and sing. We have different experiences... I have basically mastered all the hobbies of the whole family...

I myself, when I was in school, I was a poetry lover, a poet

Like this... with the members of the family... I was the only one who lived in the seven-story house... we became quite close, to say the least.. Khin Tha is like a real relative...

Even though we were close and friendly in our hearts, the people around us, who didn't know we were relatives, began to criticize our behavior. People in my neighborhood also started to say things about me in a negative way. What they said turned into outright insults... There was nothing bad in what they said... Only good things. It was appropriate, it was right, it was more than appropriate...

At first, I was shocked.

This is what I'm afraid of. I wonder if my attitude is wrong. When I examine myself again, I find that I have not been so shameless in public.. And I ask myself again whether I am in love with someone as much as I think, both myself and those around me. The answer is that I find that I am very attached to both my sisters... I love them... I love both of them... But I believe that I do not love them as a spouse... If a boy loves a girl with the intention of being a spouse, not only spiritual love but also physical love will come into play... When we meet in person, it will be more than just treating her like a sibling or a friend... More than just holding hands and hugging each other, boys and girls will engage in acts that arouse lust. To put it bluntly, they will also take advantage of opportunities to commit crimes and commit immoral acts as soon as they get the chance.

It must have been intended.... Even if physical karma is the highest, mental karma will always be a plan...

I have sometimes accidentally touched the shoulders of my sisters and held their hands... This is not unusual these days... It has even become intimate. However... I dare to confess that I did not do anything foolish to them...

But as the saying goes, "If you don't run, you'll have to kick"... No matter how clean you are, if your behavior is more than necessary, isn't it difficult to refuse for the sake of the environment? So, I thought to myself, and instead of going to the temples every day and night like before, I started going every other day... From going every other day, I started going once a week.

The reason for doing this is... I'm afraid of the repercussions of the environment, and I'm also afraid that if I stay so close to beautiful girls like my sister and brother, the times, places, and circumstances will create something that I can't refuse, and I'll be unable to do it.