P.Morning - Vatthupadesa No. (14)

The king's heart

You may have heard the saying, “A blanket of love is enough, but a white blanket is not enough.” The power of love can bring about the well-being of a person. Now, the strange mind and the city, which are hypnotized, are also the great power of the great mind. Therefore, the special love of the two jewels of love will be well described.

In the year 1247 of the Burmese calendar, when our Lord, the great King Thibaw, was captured by the British, there were riots in the towns and villages. Among them, from the place called Mayanchaung and Kyaukkala in Lower Burma, ruthless, ruthless, and even cruel bandit rebel colonels, who took the title of Monk Bo, attacked the people and then, after forcing them to flee, they not only plundered, tortured, and terrorized the people of the city and the village, but also, in a very cruel and brutal manner, they did not spare the husband or the wife, as if they were coming from a pack of animals, they even took the husband and wife, killed their husbands and children, and behaved in an unseemly manner.

One day, when the monk was raiding the village of Wanpadaw, he came upon the house of Maung Shara and Ma Buk Mya, who were very wealthy. After taking the goods, he set fire to the house and wanted to marry Ma Buk Mya. So he killed her husband Maung Shara and took Ma Buk Mya, his son Maung Tint Pe, and his daughter Ma Yin May away. Then the children were very afraid and trembled and followed them wherever they took them. When they reached the village of Kalachaung, the children could not walk and could not stand. However, the ruthless and uncaring bandits dragged them on the ground and left them, so that the monk thought that Maung Tint Pe was abandoned near the village of Kalachaung. Only the 6-year-old girl, Mayin May, who could not walk well, was taken away by the colonel's order.

When they abandoned my brother, he was helpless. He was still young and had a lot of love for his mother and father, so he cried inconsolably, like a dog running around on the beach. Even a person who was completely devoid of compassion for others would surely shed tears and feel heartbroken if he saw this little boy's plight.

But the villagers of Kalachaung were afraid of the bandits and did not dare to enter the village. Some hid in the forest, while others went to live in the big city. The village was as dry and boring as a cemetery, and there were only crows and crows. When the little boy Maung Tint Pe walked from here to there, crying and feeling angry, he arrived at the village in the evening. When he entered the village, he did not see anyone. However, because he was very hungry, he went up to a big house and there was no one there. He saw a big, beautiful, ripe banana and was about to eat it. While he was peeling a banana and opening it, a man ran up and down.

"Hey...don't eat, little boy, don't eat," Maung Tint Pe, who was still hungry, took a bite of the banana. The man who ran up to him squeezed Maung Tint Pe's neck and said, "Spit it out, little boy, spit it out, don't eat it, little boy...it's all poisoned. You'll die."

When he said this, Maung Tint's father spat out. Soon after, another monk arrived.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you going to let the kids eat these bananas? That's why I told you in the beginning, don't do it, you can't do it. Now what are you going to do next?"

"I haven't eaten yet, my God... Don't be so hot, my disciple is the first."

The monk said, "Oh, you haven't eaten yet, my dear.. I'm worried.. I'm afraid you've finished eating. Throw away the big banana. It's not good. Come on, come on... take me to the school so we can ask the child where he is." He said and took me to the monastery.

When the monk arrived at the school, he questioned the boy carefully and said that he knew the boy's place of residence and his parents very well, so he would send him to that place. However, when Maung Tint's father explained that he did not want to return and that he wanted to live with the monk, the monk listened to everything Maung Tint's father said and accepted him well. After many days of accepting him, the monk became very attached to him and loved him very much. However, after about 4-5-6 months, the town and village were still not peaceful, so the monk did not dare to stay in the village of Kalachaung, so he took Maung Tint's father and moved to the big city of Kyaikto.

Ma Bu Mya and her daughter, Ma Yin May, were very tired and emaciated from following the monk wherever he went. In this way, they traveled from village to village, from forest to forest, and from mountain to mountain, until they reached the city of Bago. However, because the city was so large and the weapons were so powerful, the monk did not dare to attack the city, but only planned to attack and plunder the villages and villages in the west of Bago, and stayed in the forest to the west of Bago, waiting and expecting events.

At that time, Maung Nyunt and Maung Tin, who were living in the Zainganai area of ​​Bago, were beaten by their teacher and did not go to school. Instead, they each went out into the forest with a bow and arrow to shoot birds. They gradually went deeper into the forest. After that, Maung Nyunt shot a waterfowl with his bow and arrow and hit it. He followed it with great zeal. When he got to Mazinchaung, he separated from Maung Tin and the waterfowl also disappeared. Then, Maung Nyunt went up the stream and chased the waterfowl, but when he saw the waterfowl, he could not find them. While picking the ripe and ripe kanasaothis that were growing in the forest, he heard a very sweet song sung by a little girl. As the time passed, the little boy Maung Nyunt, holding the small branch of the kanasa that was about to be plucked, could not pick a single kanasa fruit, and as he listened, the song disappeared again. Once again, he heard the beautiful and pitiful Moebwe song being sung.

"I can't do what I want to do, like a spiral, the two sides of the golden rain are like a spiral, dark as a heart, not a shadow, a bad appearance, the image of the unseeing is only a dream, it is

After singing the song "Moebwe" (The Rainy Day), the children walked around the forest and picked up the little plums.

Maung Nyunt is as pleasant as the sound of cranes and lutes.