Nay Zin Latt - 0 We Deo We Deo We Deo

I have been with Ba Maung since he came into the world as “Uwe” and I have been with him since he was a child, from his age to his profession. He is not much different from the rest of the world, so I know everything about him. Even he doesn’t know as much about himself as I do. He doesn’t seem to know. Sometimes when he is working, he forgets the world. Sometimes I have to go into his mind and remind him. I think that even his mother and his wife don’t know much about Ba Maung.

Do you know how much I know about Ba Maung? He knows even his imagination. Of course, no one knows Ba Maung as much as I do.

Ba Maung was born to middle-class parents. He was not someone who ate with a golden spoon or washed with a golden plate. You might ask why we are talking about someone who is not special.

I want to talk about “life is imperfect.” When I look for characters who are imperfect, I don’t have to look far. I went to meet a man who knows how to be perfect. I want to talk about him. When I talk about people who wash their teeth with a golden plate, the imperfection of life is not so much about appearances.

The life he lived was interesting. I sometimes felt more excited in the middle than in the beginning. I like his courage to face things calmly. There are many things I don't like.

Ba Maung was born in the early 1950s. Ba Maung's parents, who had been living in exile during World War II, had only a high school education. Ba Maung's father was a poor man. Ba Maung's mother had many siblings, and the family was quite large. Ba Maung's father's uncle was very keen to marry Ba Maung's mother off to his nephew.

One day, the old man came to Ba Maung's mother's parents and pierced their ears. Since the situation after the war was still unstable, Ba Maung's grandmother, who had many daughters, nodded. And so, Ba Maung's father and mother began to talk.

Ba Maung's mother became a housewife while taking care of the family. Ba Maung "My father built cars. At that time, during the parliamentary era, we got permits to extract timber and became a business. We owned a group of timber companies and extracted timber from the Moe Meik Thit Kian.

When Ba Maung was born, he had a stomach ache in the evening. This boy was about four years old. In the evening, the adults could not stand him and he would scream. In the evening, the adults were scared. When he saw the doctor, nothing was different. Then, they went to the famous Chinese medicine master “Han Mao”. He gave them some wax pills. After a week, he was cured. If traditional medicine is really effective, it is unbelievable. The stomach ache that had been bothering him for years disappeared after taking the medicine for a week, and Ba Maung still remembers that green and golden smell.

There is still more to say about Ba Maung, who was special when he was born, but grew up to be nothing special. Ba Maung was born at the “Saan Pya” clinic. Dr. Mya Mya Aye’s clinic. On that day, eighteen girls and one boy were born. That day (19). Dr. Mya Mya Aye loved Ba Maung Pi Si Kway so much that he named him ‘Sein Aung Min’. At that time, Sein Aung Min was a very famous actor. He was known for his “ka” with many actresses, so he gave him that name. I heard my mother say that Dr. Mya Mya Aye loved Pi Si Kway Ba Maung so much that when my mother was discharged from the hospital, he didn’t even ask my father to come and pick him up, but sent him home himself.

"I think the child will get used to it when he grows up."

Dr. Mya Mya Aye's comment. When my mother told me about that comment, my brother was also expecting it. The teacher is in her place in medicine. A respected teacher. But when she went back to her past, she went astray. She was also a young girl, so she was able to get a boyfriend who was a good "button". Not perfect.

Only later did Ba Maung realize that the taste of "unsmoothness" can be found even in "girlfriends."

My mother lives with her grandmother on 24th Street in Yangon. It's the city center. It's bright, bright, and when I was old enough to walk, I went down 24th Street and came to Merchant Street. There were foreign banks there. There were vendors on the platform. When I was old enough to walk, my mother used to walk on Merchant Street with her.

At that time, an apple cost twenty cents. If it was very big, it would cost one cent. He would hold one end and walk towards Ba Maung. All the vendors on that platform knew Ba Maung's story. They would give him bread. At 4 pm, he would have a stomachache, cry for an hour, then walk, eat an apple, kiss someone, be kissed by someone, and then go home. That was Ba Maung's daily work.

And so, my son reached the age of four.

I don't see my father often. I travel a lot, so I'm a little bit distant from my father. To be honest, my father was raised by his grandmother. My grandmother's name is "Daw Swe", my mother's name is "Daw Nu". My mother also works. She's a textile wholesaler. She has her own shop in Thein Kyi Market. She's not a rich man, but she lives a very comfortable life.

Since my parents could afford it, I had to go to St. John Dioceason Boy's School, an English school at that time. It was called Lanmadaw A.H.K. (1). At that time, there were quite a few restrictions on who could go to school. The education system was that you only have to spend (3) years in primary school. Lower Kindergarten (LKG), Middle Kindergarten (MKG), and Higher Kindergarten (HKG).

My brother and I went to school together without knowing it. When we returned home after enrolling in school, we were left with two young brothers. My brother and I, who had never left our parents' arms, were always smiling and smiling. It is true that childhood experiences are more memorable. Even after 50 years, I still remember the feeling of that time with warmth.

An even more memorable incident happened just a few days ago.

"They left us because they didn't love us at home"

“Okay...yes.”

Ba Maung's cousin led the way, and Ba Maung supported it.

"What would be better?"

“I don’t know.”

Although they were only a year apart in age, Ba Maung's brother was more intelligent. His name was Win Maung Oo. At that time, English students were given English names. Win Maung Oo was William, Ba Maung was Wiston. They only accepted English names because adults gave them to them.

It's all green for Ba Maung.

“I want to kill myself.”

"Do it"

Ba Maung's 'do', which echoed, was a little shaky.

"How would it be better if I died?"

"I don't know that."

Win Maung Oo thought for a moment, then...

"So come with me... you really will."

"Cool"

The two of them walked towards the well behind the school. Win Maung Oo led the way, Ba Maung followed. When they reached the well...

“Wiston... you jump first.”

"What about you?"

"After you, me."

When Ba Maung looked down from the edge of the well, he felt a sudden chill. His hands and feet started to tremble. His fingers and toes also became cold in an instant. When I saw his face again on the surface of the well, I noticed that he had suddenly straightened up.

"I can't speak clearly. Look at Wiston, my brother, and let him do something like this," he said, just watching from the sidelines.

“William... you're my brother... go down first.”

"No... you're my brother... so jump first."

Ba Maung thought for a moment. William was a fool, and if he didn't come down and follow me, Ba Maung thought.

"Let's jump together"

Ba Maung tuned the tune.

"You jump first, I'll follow."