and he sang..

Top Of the World..

This is my childhood favourite song, which till now I can remember and often bring back fantasy of child-like-innonce in my younger days..

when.. my burmese blood calls on..

Some might not know, perhaps from the very Burmese.or Authentic-Asian-looking me, actually Dilo bear has a long Chinese heritage. Well, from paternal side; it would be 100% Chinese blood while there is a little tainted Burmese blood from maternal side. But whatever it is, my love for Burma (which is universally termed as Myanmar, still I rather this motherland of mine as Burma) is still growing strong. I don’t long for riches or wealth. Neither money nor gems appeal me. And education has neither destroyed my belief or desire to go back and help out my following countrymen.
To tell the truth, my love and strong desire to go back grows as the number of years I spent in this stressful and practical country of Singapore increase. I don’t know when and where this blood of mine calls for….
But if someone were to ask for my hand to grow old with him in his township, I would be more than willing to agree straight away.. and start packing for the journey. ..
Hee, so you see. Such is my strong passion…Anyway there are really..so so so much things to be done .. for the people, for the children, for the monks .. and most of all for the better of the motherland. ..
Well, I myself is a native of Bago(which is a small township, few kilometer away from the once prospering capital city of Yangon. I love Bago. For its smallness. For the pagodas. For the people. For the bustling crowds near the Train station…
When I was young, at a very tender age, I have been to Hin-thar-dah township when my mother was posted to teach at their local university for a year. Those were the happiest moments of my life. I found country side appealing and the honesty of the locals very attractive. From that time onwards, at such young age, I vowed myself to marry the local or if fate allows, would like to spend some part of my life there. Those moments I wish to paint out in words..but they are simply..beyond what I could ever describe. ….>>those happy moments with the sis..i can call as my own..in teh campus of Hin-thar-dah Colleage<<

Subsequently, I got the chance to visit Shan state which includes Inlay and Taungyi some years back. That experience was what I would like to
I believe somehow somewhen..i would be ..dear motherland..and take resident at your site..please believe me..
...Even though its a very slim chance..and I might never get to settle down with any local burmese boy..still..I will come..please wait for me..cause I believe that..somehow..we will be united..once again..my beloved Hin-thar-dah..my beloved Bago..my motherland..Burma....

想见你 missing you

遇朋遇友遇见你
想山想水想见你
恋星恋月恋情恋着你
盼天盼地盼望盼着你
我是真的真的想见你..！

saw this somewhere on a fren site..and thought of posting it :D
what does this message says?...
simply of ..wanting to see yUo

Full moon

there was FULL moon over the weekend..15th, 16th and 17th !!

I love looking at moon as much as cresent and stars...But this time, dilo bear feels rather lonely in admiring them, in looking up to them..

ps: the effect of photo is not good as I took it with hp camera. although its so-called 3 megapixel..but worst than the previous hp ..hint hinttt..hummt

when we say nothing at all..

后来, There after,
我们甚至不再说话了, we did not say anything anymore
不再睁开眼睛, no more looking up
不再在乎对方在做什么，nor caring of what each other might be busy with
想什么？no longer caring to read each other thoughts
后来，Thereafter　
我们甚至睡着了，we gradually fall asleep
幸福的不知不觉的睡着了..... in happiness and contentment.. ~

Poem and picture adapted from Jimmy

Well, sometimes silence can be golden..
There is no need for more meet-up, words, phone calls or sms..
It become pointless to exchange words or keep in touch..
What is being replaced are those intangible things: understanding and the remembrance… missing, memories and those once-upon-a-time-good-old-feelings.. goodbye and see u..again ~

19th July..

July 19, 10:37am..

the memorable day is here once again..!

actually the old dilo bear used to be ignorant of such things..!its HIM who has indirectly introduced our past history to me..

because of HIM i have indeed learnt alot..alot alot..how to be a true blue burmese :D...thankie!