စိတ်ထဲရှိသမျှ

Wistful longing for လင်မျှော်ကုန်း။  Hence U Aung named it လေမျှော်ကုန်း။ But we voted against it and called လင်မျှော်ကုန်း instead.  It’s a hill slope, cultivation of အမိုး where she plants the corn and other only-god-knows vegetables that are scattered across the hill.  A long dead tree trunk lays in the middle of it and serves as an extended bench for a desolated soul to contemplate the meaning of life by looking at the chain of rolling hills in the distance.  The place offers us different sceneries throughout the day too.  In the morning, it gives us a breathtaking misty view, offering the mood of quietness

It had been about 3 and a half weeks.  Went out for dinner with Jess for the first time since I arrived back in town.  We talked about our travels mainly on Oceania and French Polynesia, then religions and wars.  She was a good to talk to. She explained to me about the differences between Christian and Muslin. I just listened to her, kept my mouth shut.  I was realising I knew nothing.