Journalist - Malari

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1954, the month of Tapot-doe...

Standing under the flashlight, I looked across the platform at the train I was supposed to be on. The train to Pyay was packed with passengers, waiting for its departure.

I crossed the platform and got off the stairs. I walked slowly to the side of the train where the first cars were attached. I had to read the name cards attached to the first-class cars, looking for the ones with my name on them.

While traveling, I had a job to write on the road. I remembered that I would be able to write if there were no passengers in the train I was traveling in. Since I had to travel all day, I found it difficult to write a short story.

Before I could look at the name card attached to the first-class carriage, I looked inside. The passengers were already arriving. Could it be these carriages? I read the name card with a slight hesitation.

"Kyy Kyy Htay" "Journalist Ma Malay"

When I saw the name Kyi Kyi Htay, I immediately thought of the movie actress Kyi Kyi Htay. The journey I was going to take with me was an interesting one, as an artist.

An old lady in her 60s and a dark-skinned man smoking a cigar, both of them seemed to be staring at me, observing me.

A young woman and Kyi Kyi Htay were sleeping, the seats were spread out like bunks and they were lying down before the train left. I got on the train and looked at Kyi Kyi Htay who was sleeping. He spread out the seats on the other side like bunks and took a seat for me.

The train pulled out of the station as the sky began to turn white. In the still, silent morning, the cool breeze and the refreshing breeze made me feel refreshed and breathless, but I turned to look at the movement on the other side.

"My stomach hurts..." Kyi Kyi Htay muttered as he climbed the ladder to lie down on the top bunk.

I turned around and our eyes met. His eyes were unusually bright and clear in his round face. In those bright and clear eyes, I saw a smile and a sweet, laughing eye. The smiling eyes and facial expression that I had seen many times in movies and theaters were stuck in my eyes.

Every movie I've seen, his role, his artistic ability to masterfully carry his plot, is so captivating that I want to study it closely.

Looking at him from the movies and plays, it is already predicted that he will become a seasoned artist due to his talent, which makes it impossible to think of him as a child.

Kyi Kyi Htay was introduced in the play “Lin Lu Lu Raung Ni”. Whenever I go to see movies and plays, I always pay attention to the plot. I have a habit of paying close attention to the inherent qualities of scholars. I watch everything that appears, is shown, and everything that I see, and I also criticize it at the same time.

Some movie and theater actresses' expressions and expressions are so in tune with the plot and the setting that they even catch the attention of the unwitting children who tend to drift away from the plot.

Kyi Kyi Htay's free and open lines are rare to see, so the ability to perform both physically and mentally, and the kind of body language that is so consistent, are not the work of a novice artist, but rather someone with a mature artistic foundation. I have criticized this.

As soon as I saw Kyi Kyi Htay, I remembered my criticism. As I sat there, my desire to know about Kyi Kyi Htay’s life and the foundation of his knowledge grew stronger. | Looking at the sleeping old lady, Kyi Kyi Htay thought, “Oh my God.” The old lady’s face was one that would only move forward if it happened, never looking back, and had a sharp look. Her skin was white and soft. She was sleeping with a rosary in her red palm.

The man, who was sleeping on his back, had a dark complexion, but he seemed to be rough and tough, but he was not soft and gentle, and he had a kind of mysterious and difficult-to-understand character. “Kyee Kyee Htay’s husbands……” If he was a husband, he wouldn’t think of it as a husband. Were they the protagonists of the drama who were keeping the princess under their control?

The old lady woke up and sat up. She was staring at the fields outside the train when she spoke to me face to face.

“These are the places where my mother lived. My mother worked in Moe Ai village, Pyay District, Letpandan Township. Kyi Kyi Htay was still young. The older daughters were in his sister’s drama. The main actress, Daw Sein Yoon, is my mother’s sister, a disciple of Saya Aung Bala, and is very famous for her singing and dancing skills.”

The old lady's voice was very gentle, matching her gentle demeanor. As soon as I started hearing my questions from the old lady, I listened intently.

At that moment, Kyi Kyi Htay climbed back down the stairs.

“Mama... Journal Kyaw Mamalay...” Kyi Kyi Htay continued, smiling sweetly. “Of course... Journal Kyaw Mamalay is Mamalay.

"Yes."

“I saw the note on the train and was happy to be traveling with my mother.”

A soft laugh broke out in his soft voice, and he replied with a sweet face.

"I was so happy to be paired with Kyi Kyi Htay. I first met her in a play."

"In the next movie.... I criticized you for being so interested in me when I first met you." "How did you criticize me, Ma... Let me know..."

His face, waiting for my answer, was filled with enthusiasm and his eyes were shining with a smile.

"When I first met my sister in the theater, I didn't think she was a newbie, but rather a girl who had some artistic background, was she an experienced actress, and was she a son?"

Kyi Kyi Htay laughed.

"It's not wrong to criticize.... The basics of art started when I was five years old."

"Yes, I think so too... I'm not wrong to think otherwise. I started when I was five years old, so I'm curious to know how I got started and how I got into art."

The train was moving at a rapid pace. Just as the wheels of the train were spinning for countless hours, my attention was also spinning without stopping.

The family that was near me seemed to be in a different place, each one in a different way, the missing person also disappeared, and objects, shapes, and appearances that were not near me changed in various ways, and from those various shapes, sounds and sounds also came out in various ways.......

Kyi Kyi Htay recounts how she has been involved in three areas of acting since she was five years old: drama, theater, and film.

When talking about a play, the story that was performed, the plot, the songs that were sung in that play, the words that were said, and the words that were played while the actors were singing along...