U Nu - Thank you

Introduction

When I was young, my father loved me very much and was very demanding. As the saying goes, I used to abuse my father a lot. I told him, I shouted at him. He would always tell me not to do it. I thought that if I dared to tell my father in front of strangers, it would be fine, so I told him many times in front of strangers. I shouted at him. My father did not take such repeated abuses with the intensity of his love for his son, and he tolerated it. It was only when I was a little boy that I realized how great the honor of my parents was. When I realized this, I thought about the abuse I had done to my father when I was young and I was very shocked with guilt. Before my father died, I had to kick his father several times and apologize to him for these sins. I felt a great sense of relief. It would be very difficult for me if I had to get married only after my father passed away.

There are probably many young people who insult their mothers, fathers, or both, just as I insulted my father when I was young, because they don't know how great a blessing their parents are.

If at least one of the children who abuse their mother or father reads this poem and develops a sense of respect for the parents they abuse, then it will be worth my while to write this poem.

The incident described in the first chapter of this novel is based on a true incident.

More than 30 years ago, I was in a city. While talking to a close friend, I came across the story of how insulting one's parents can lead to immediate consequences. He told me about a family of three who had moved to the city from a remote area.

The eldest son was very bad. He often stole the money he got from selling bread to his mother, and he spent it playing cards and drinking. One day, this money-grubbing man beat his mother with an iron rod and broke her hand. My younger brother was also there. But he was afraid of his older brother and dared not say anything. Around midnight, while my older brother was sleeping, my younger brother hit his older brother on the head with the iron rod he had used to beat his mother. My older brother used a palm-slicing knife that was stuck in the wall near the top of the hill and his younger brother cut his older brother's throat. He also cut his older brother's body into pieces, put them in gunny bags with stones and buried them in the middle of the river. Then the two of them ran away to my friend, whom I mentioned earlier.

Also, more than fifty years ago, a person named Wa Khe Mak won the second prize of the Diamond Ledger Lottery. The second prize was also quite strange. The way the Diamond Ledger Lottery was opened in the past was not the way the Thein Lottery is opened now. If there were 15 prizes in total, starting with the first, second, and third prizes, 15 numbers were drawn first. When that number was drawn, 15 horses were drawn and given to the horses that would run in the Diamond Ledger Cup. The jockey who was to ride the horse that was sure to win first in this cup race went to the owner of the ticket whose number his horse had won first and gave him half of it. The first prize was about 100,000. So the owner of the ticket refused to give it. So, in the horse race, the jockey did not ride the horse well, he was clumsy. The horse stopped halfway, not running. The horses that were following him were also startled and lost their speed. Then, out of the two horses that came last, one came first. The other came second, and the person who was a hawker unexpectedly won second place at the Diamond Ledger. The way fortune is given is quite strange. The child was also appropriately included in the first chapter.

I have time.

(1) Lust

(2) Hell is sweet and sour

(3) Thank you.

I wrote three novels in the order I have described. I wrote the novels as if they were family stories.

Maung Nu 1326, 13th day of the new moon of Nayon

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