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Aung Lin - Peace and Love

Aung Lin - Peace and Love

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Veda

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The lotus flowers are blooming on the calm surface of the pond.

Sometimes, the lotus flowers would move because of the wind that rushed over the water, and then they would go back to being still again.

In fact, the lotuses in the pond are the ones who bring the beauty of the pond. (No matter how much the lotuses bring the beauty of the pond, the beauty of the pond, and the splendor of the pond, they are not allowed to ride the gentle waves of the pond. They are not allowed to go anywhere other than where they live. The life of the lotuses in the pond, who remain still in one place, is truly pitiful.)

Veda looked at the lotus flowers blooming in a row and thought about his life. His life was completely different from the life of the lotus flowers in the pond. The lotus flowers stood where their roots were, bringing the beauty of the pond, the grace of the pond, the charm of the pond... but their life was pitiful.

Their lives were refreshed only when they were exposed to the warm sunlight in the morning. They suffered the scorching heat of the sun all day long. They were exhausted in the hot water of the lake. They were not allowed to find shade or move, and at night... they were in darkness and darkness. Therefore, their lives were miserable. They were weak. They were bored and disappointed.

Veda compared his life to the lotus flowers. In fact, his life and the lotus flowers were different in only one way. Like the lotus flowers, he had to move around in the warm waters of the world. But like the lotus flowers, he could not stay rooted in one place. Like the lotus flowers, he could not be calm.

He was always swimming in the hot waves of the world. He was always floating in the hot stream. He could not stay on the shore like a lotus flower. His life was a constant drift in the hot waves of the world, unable to see the shore or the path. Sometimes he tried to cross to the shore, but when he got tired, he drifted away from the shore.

In fact, his life was not as peaceful as a lotus flower. It was not stable, but a struggle to move and move, one flower at a time.

Veda sighed heavily and got up from the bench. It was Sunday, and the park was crowded. A group of Veda's friends were huddled together by the fountain. Veda stood by them, watching.

Hla Myint snatched the photo from Johnny Tin Htun's hand. Then she handed it to Bedar. Bedar's face turned red as he looked at the photo Hla Myint gave him. Bedar stared hard at Johnny's face.

"Where did you get this, Johnny........."

Johnny Tin Tun staggered to his feet and snatched the photo back from Veda's hand. Veda grabbed Johnny's shirt and pulled it away.

"Where did you get this photo, Johnny..."

"Myathi gave it to me..."

"Hey, don't be silly, tell me honestly, where did you get this photo..."

Johnny slapped Bader's hand and took a step back. Bader followed Johnny step by step. Hla Myint followed Bader. Johnny Tin Tun took a step back, looking scared.

“Hey, man……..you’re asking, aren’t you telling me…” “I’m telling the truth, Myathi gave it to me……”

Johnny Tin Tun turned back in surprise. There was only water behind him. One of his feet had already stepped on the water's edge.

"Why did Myathi give it to you..."

"Myathi and I.........."

Before Johnny Tin Tun could finish speaking, Veda grabbed Johnny Tin Tun's leg and kicked him. Johnny Tin Tun fell into the water, splashing his face. Veda jumped on Johnny Tin Tun, covered him, and grabbed his neck and squeezed it.

"I'm asking, are you telling me the truth or not..."

"Really, my dear...they took Myathi for a photo shoot one day..."

Veda waited for Johnny to finish speaking and stopped listening. He dipped Johnny's face in the water. Johnny jumped out of fear. And

"I'm telling the truth...you really admire Myathi...if you don't believe me, I'll show you..."

Veda kept Johnny's face in the water for a long time. Johnny struggled to get up. Veda's fists came straight into Johnny's face. Blood was streaming down Johnny's face. Veda was about to punch him again. But before his fists could reach Johnny's face, someone grabbed his hand. Veda turned to look at the person who grabbed him. Then his stern face slowly changed to that of a guilty child.

"What's wrong with you, Veda? You're not even a child, are you fighting in a hidden village?"

"No, Ma'am Nyein... These guys are rich and want to go after poor girls and destroy them..."

Nyein wiped the mud from Veda's jacket with his white hand. Veda then took off his shirt and shook it off. He also wiped his whole body with a handkerchief.

"Come on, let's go back... That boy and Hla Myint are both very upset right now, and I'll report it to my father..."

Hla Myint looked at Nyein with a smile. "I'm on a bicycle, Mom, Nyein, I'll be back soon....I turned this way on my way to school today, thinking I might be under the radar..."

"What kind of a story is this Sunday, anyway?"

Nyein spoke and left in front. Veda walked with his head bowed, carrying his jacket over his shoulder.

"Are you alone, Ma Nyein?"

Veda bowed his head and asked indifferently as he walked.

"You and Atun are welcome..."

"U Tin Aung, aren't you?"

Veda asked with a faint smile. Nyein turned around and glared at Veda.

"Of course, I had to come here because he was driving. Today is Sunday, so the driver didn't come, and Ko Ko Kyi is sitting around, so who will be the driver? . . . . "

"Don't tell me, sister. I usually drive you..."

"You're not just a housewife..."

Nyein winked and said, "It's childish and even more adorable." Veda waved his jacket in the air once or twice. Then he ran to the car.

U Tin Aung and Athun stood by the car, waiting for Nyein. Athun's lips were starting to swell.

"I don't know what Ma Nyein is doing when everyone else is hungry..."

Nyein gently stroked Athun's head. Beda got in the front of the car, opened the back door, and started at Athun.

"Get in front of Athun, I'll drive, U Tin Aung, give me the key..."

U Tin Aung threw the key from his bag. Athun, with a sigh, slammed the front door that had been opened by the guard, closed it, and went into the back room to sit down.

" Don't bother me, that's it. I'm hungry, drive home quickly."

" Don't ask this guy to drive fast, I'll be so nervous if he does."

Veda started the engine and drove away. U Tin Aung lit a cigarette and gave it to Veda. Veda drove the car with one hand and lit a cigarette with the other. When he reached the corner of Bahan Gas Station, he turned towards U Taung Bo Road.

"Even if the drama doesn't come out today, I'll still be happy for one more day..."

"What? Are you sure you'll fail the exam?"

"There's no need to ask a fortune teller..."

"Don't you have any pity on your parents?"

Nyein sighed in a compassionate voice. Veda smiled as he lit a cigarette. Then he drove the car to Windermere.

"Bed, where are you going? I'm hungry..."

"Wait a minute, Athuna..."

"Hey, I can't wait, you're here..."

Veda stopped the car, took out the keys, and got out. Atun started pounding the car's upholstery with his hand.

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