စိတ်ထဲရှိသမျှ

I met her at a friend's wedding a few days ago. She was so surprised to see me that she called out my name in excitement. The last time I had seen her was almost a year ago at our makeshift rooftop bar in MUA. She had many questions about me and wanted to know what I had been up to since I left work. However, the music was too loud to hold a conversation.  “Learning German,” I told her over the loud music but of course, she didn’t catch it. She asked me again for confirmation. I repeated myself but to no avail. She suggested we walk to a corner, out of the reception hall. “Learning German,” I told her

မောင်တော သူငယ်ချင်းများ အားလုံး ကို နှုတ်ဆက်ပါတယ်။ တရားနဲ့သာ ဖြေကြပါ။ “ဘာဖြစ်လာမလဲ” ဆိုတဲ့ မနက်ဖြန်များစွာနဲ့ ပြည့်နေတာကြောင့် “ပြန်ဆုံမယ်”လို့ ကျနော်မပြောတော့ပါဘူး။  Farewell to all Maungdaw friends. Seek your solace in Dhāma. Since tomorrow (s) are filled with uncertainties, I can’t say our paths will cross again. Today, I close Chapter 3.  Since shit hit the fan, the years 2020 and 2021, now regarded by the citizen of Bruma as a moment of monumental transformation in Burma’s history, I’ve been keeping a record of my life as I live through it. The first two chapters were about happiness