Our Secret Love….. (Dedicated to my imaginary lover…)

Yea that very secret love of us is what makes us alive, pushes us to move forward and keep us moving..
Indeed, that secret love we share is what makes me laugh like a twit when no one is around to crack jokes or play a clown ..
That secret we share is the one that makes me passionate about full moon nights and beautiful stars in the sky for they are the ones who pass my messages to you..
Your love taught me the meaning of life, the significance of having someone to live for, like the way we live for each other.
Our secret love is the one that often sheds my tears cos of missing you, but being unable to feel you when twilight comes and during late at night.
Out secrets love is the one that makes me enjoy acting like a mother, daughter, best friend, granny and being a piggy head when it comes to you.
Out secret love is what makes me hate you, wanna shoot you, wanna smash you; but at the end, makes me realize the feeling I have for you is True love..
Our secret love is what makes me wanna scream at the top of my lung from the roof of the earth just to call your name and say “I love you”..
Our secret love is the only thing that makes me wish to reborn again just to fall for you again a thousand times…
Our secret love is the one that taught me a big lesson of my life ‘FORGIVENESS’, yea because I always forgive you before you even say “SORRY” even if I try not to forgive you when you do so wrong!!
Our secret love is what makes me excited about our “Big day” so as to wake up every morning and say “Good morning, love..,” while clinging to each other and share our dreams…
Our secret love is the reason why I wish to live longer so as to grow old with you, reading your wrinkle palms, and witness the very last breath of your life with my endless love.
Our secret love burns down all the egos I have, melts my stillness away and compels me to embrace the age gaps, all the barriers, the thorn of arrivals, the difference world we live in, just to make you mine…
Our secret love is the one that makes me believe in after life and so eager to enter eternity, the only place where our destiny comes true, where I can claim my rightful virtuous and make you mine forever……..

Yea the secret love we have is what drives me crazy and makes me unable to stop writing what I feel about you, indeed if the big blue sky turns into a sketching board and the big ocean into a blue ink, it an’t enough to write our love story, the sweet secrets we whisper to each other…
If the world calls me foolish, I don’t care, If people call me pathetic, I don’t mind, If critics call me Love addict, I’d admit, in fact I am addicted to you and I want you to spend every second knowing that I love you dearly and all the things we had together, I loved it all..

(Ps: A note for my future lover, a wandering post inspired by amazing love story I just read an hour ago..)

I am so so bless~~~~ Heaven in my dream

“Call my name and I will be there”-Jesus said to ME!!
Date: 16 September 2013

Thu hmahruai: Naktuk exam nei chungin thinlunglam a thawk a nasa sia mi pakhat talin hlawkna an lo chan theih nan ka huntawn hi ka share lo thei lo ani. Ka tet deuh lai tang tawh hian ka taksa chauh vang nge ka hrelo, ka mut hian Maimizial ang hian ka awm ziah mai a. Ahnu deuh, chhia leh tha ka hriat hnu leh ka puitlin deuh hnu pawn ka nei chhunzawm ta zel a. Mahse thil mak tak mai chu hetia maimizial a ka awm chang a piang hian min beitu ka tawng ta ziah mai ni pawl 11 ka zir laivel tang tawh khan. Hetia Maimizial ka awm dawn hi chuan ka mut a rawn chhuak a, mahse keimah ah hlauhna a rawn awm thin avanghian muthilh loh hram hram ka tum thin, chuan ka inrinloh laitak mai hian min rawn rek nita ber hian ka hre thin a. ka thaw tha theilo a, muhil si, mahse rirlu harhfim tak si hian ka au vak vak a, chhantu ka zawng ruai thin. Chiang em em a ka hriat chu min beitu chu sual (Setana) ani tih hi. Rilru tawngtai na in, Isua Krista neitu ka nihzia leh a ta ka ni a, engtikah mah ka tlawm dawnlo tiin ka beilet mawlh mawlh thin a, ka au nasa thin, mahse a tumah chuan an hrethei ngai chuanglo a. Harsa taka reingial kan ibeih hnu ah Halleluiah leh Hosanaa tawngkam te nen, Isua Kirsta hming lam chungin ka hneh thei chauh thin ani. Chuan zanlaiah pawh nise ka harh a, thlan nen chau hnap in ka tho hlawl thin.

Vawiin tlai: Tun semester chu tumdang zawng aiin ka buaiin ka indaihlo em em a, ka course lak ahar hlawm bak ah House Captain hna leh Research assistant angin Professor hnuaia ka thawh vangin ka work load a sang a, tlaia mut hunpawh ka nei mang tawhlo ani. Sunday ah pawh nileng a class kan neih thin avangin leh a hranpa a fianrial hun ka neihtheih vak thinloh vangin zan mut dawn ah hian Bible Bung1 ka chhiar chhuak a, ka tawngtai zawhah ka mu mai thin. Vawiin tlai pawh class pali a zawn a ka zawh hnu leh, gym ah te kala exer ka lak zawh hnu in, ka inbual zo chu tlai dar 5:30a class nei leh tur chauh ka nih avang leh ka chauh tawngkhawng em a vang chuan dar 3 pm velah ka mu ta a, ka mut hma hian ka sam vel ka tihro chhungin kan university mail ka check a, club hrang hrang member recruit lai mek anih avangin e-maila lo tam khawp a, ka check zel a, FRANCOPHONIA Club an din thar chu ka club join toh ho ah kan dah belh ve leh a. (Note: he club an dinna chhanhi kumin ah hian Science Po. College, Paris, France atangin interns panga vel kan nei a, chungho chuan French trawngte, an culture leh thildang zirtheihnan a an buatsaihi bik ani.) Chumi hnu chuan ka sam rovaklo chungin ka mutchhuah em avangin ka mu ta a.

Ka mumang chu: Ka mu chu reilo te ah ka muhil nghal niang chu ka mumang ah chuan hmun pakhat ah hian kan lo kal khawm a, hall nge anih biakin ka chiang chiahlo. Ka bulah chuan mi an lo thu teuh mai a, kan university hi international anih avangin kumin ah pheichuan students hi ram 15 lai a tangin kal kal khawm a, rawng chi hrang hrang, hmel chi hrang hrang, sam buang, kir, ngil, Hang leh ngo em em thlengin kan awm khawm a. Chutah kan faculties te hi khawvel hmun hrang hrang a tanga lo kalkhawm an nih avangin kan community hi kan in pawlhsawp nuai mai ni. Chuan ka mumang ah pawh chuan kan lo thu khawm teuh a, ka hnung ah hian kan France zirlai te leh midang mipa te an thu nual a (ka mangphan ta nge pawh ka hrechiahlo), kan Dean of Student, Rebecca hi ka lamah hian arawn kal a, eng engemaw hi mihlo zawt a, chuan ka bula mipa ho pawh chu an hming a ziak zel a. Hmeichhe School chauh anih avangkhan Access Academy teacher an nihdawn hi ka tia mipa awm ve te kha. Mahse Miss in an hming a lak khawm takah chuan tinge Intern tur hian mipa an rawn kal ve ringawt le hi ka lo ti rilru nuah nuah a. Rebecca chu ka bulah rawn kal in, ka note bu a hmeichhe mit lem ka lo ziaha, ka lo chei vel chu i va creative ve tiin minlo be luam a, a hnu chuan a kal leh mai a. Hunserh ang renghi kan lo hmang chhunzawm a, kan ding veka, ngawirengin devotion kan lo nei a, chutah tak mai chuan chung ka mipa pathum hmuh, 2 te chu tlangval an ni tawh a, tleirawl mipa kum 13 rual vel a tel bawk a, an sam a buang vek a, hmel chhelemlo tak vek an lo nia, English in kan lo tawng vek bawk a. Chung mipa pathum te chu ngawi reng a kan awmlai chuan an lo tlan kual a, an lo hlei em em mai a, mak ka ti leh kha devotion an zahlo kha kan melh rum deuh hlawm a. Chutah chiah chuan an hmel a lo dang ta a.
An mitmeng hi a sen deuh hian a lo inthlak a, minlo nuihsawh vel a, chutih rual chiah chuan harh ka tum hi, ka maimizial nghal chu ani der mai, ka lam anrawn pana, min rawn rek nghal ta chawrh chawrh a, an lian in an chak em em a, theihtawpin ka lo tal a, tanpuitu ka au nghal bawk a. Midang te kha chu an awm ngaiin an awm a, tumah lah chuan min hre der silo. Ka ngaihtuahna a fim vek a, ramhuai ani tih hi ka chiang em em mai ni. Tawngkam na takin ka lo hau hlawm a, Isua Krista hmingin min kalsan turin ka vo hlawm bawk a, Isua hming ka lam mawlh mawlh mai ni. Tia Maimizial a ka awm piang hian Halleluiah leh Hossanna ka lam nasa thin, chuan nasa taka kan lo inbeih lai chuan ka ke hian hnuailam hi ka lo chhira, Halleluiah ka pe zel bawk a, ka lo chak ve em avang chuan ka rahna cement chhuat chu a lo khi phuk thei a. Nasa taka ka beihlai mek chuan Halleuiah Chorus ka sa pah bawk a, chutah chuan le ka bul hnai hi thawm ring lutuk in alo khat a, kan en nak chuan ka hma hi eng lutuk mai hian a rawn kap a, chutah chuan min beitu te chu a eng em avang chuan darthlalang ang hian an keh phawk phawk mai a. Ka hma lam chu ka en a, chu hall chhungchu eng hian a lo khat a, boruak ah hian ka lo leng delh delh a, ka hmalam a eng chu ka pan a. Biakin chungvel hi nimai in ka hria, tah chuan van zaipawl, kawr var a Angel ho hi an lo ding hmur mai a, hmuh sen pawh ani nilo, an vai chuan Halleluiah Chorus chu minlo sak pui a, ka sa zel a ka pan hnai zel a. Awi chu hmun mawileh ropui zia chu khawvel a ka thil mawi / hmun mawi hmuh tawh zawng zawng hian khaikhin dawn ila a a them pawh atluklo, film vela Vanram lem ai pawh hian a eng zawk a, a faiin a tle sur mai ni. ka hma ami ho piah ah hian Kulh ang, Lalin niawm tak Rangkachak in mawitak hi hlatakah hian a awm bawk a, Vantirhkoh ho chuan min chhuang a ni tih hriattak hian hlimtakin minlo zai pui a.

Ka hma zawn ah tak mai chuan beram no var thianghlim tak hi kawr varvek sinhian alo chul heuh heuh a, Isua aniang chu ka ti mai a, nuam ka ti lutuk chu a hreawm zawk hial in ka hria, ka rilru a harhfim vek avang khan ka thita niang ka ti hman hial a. Awi van ramah ka kal ami hi ka lo ti chul a, tah chuan chu kawr var (thuiloh kawr) ha chuan “Khatiang kha an lo kal dawn chauh, Huaitaka ka hming I lam chuan I hneh ah ka awmzel ang, Tanpui I ngaihhun a piangin ka hming I lam thin dawnnia.” hi minlo ti a, kha thu kha English in nge a sawia, mizoin ka hrechianglo. Mahse ka thinlungah a chiang em em thung ani.(Hmanah pek, class 11 ka zir laiin, ka u mipa in min fiam a, inah kan wrestling thin a kan chhung hian, computer ka khawihlai chu min fiam pahin ka hrawk ah a rek nawk nawk a, a lo rek nadeuh aniang, ka harh leh chuan Sofa ah minlo mut a, ka taksa huh hlup khawpin tui minlo leih a, minlo kil laih hlawm a ni. Chuta unconciousa ka awm chhung pawh chuan ka mumang emaw ka ti mai a, hmuh pakhat ah hian ka lo awm a, kawng leihthar la metal loh hi a lo nia, kawng thlanglam ah hian ka lo thu a, kan in kawng zawng chuan ka lo hawi ka lo hawi a, chutah chuan vawiina ka hmuh bawk, kawr var ha hian a kut minlo pe a, minlo kaitho tawh ani.). Chuthu a sawi vel lai chuan leh vanrama ka la awm reng lai chuan Ka alarm a rawn ri ral ral a, tlai Dar 5pm lo ri tawh in, ka harh ta ani. Ka mumang nge a tak pawh ka chianglo na a, lawm a vangin ka mittui a tla thung si…Kan fel vang te leh kan finna a vangte hian min hre dawn nita se, ka van tlinglo in a tan ka va in pe tawklo em tih ka ngaihtuah a, mahse misual ber te hmangaih a, mi tlawmzawkte hrereng thin tu hian, kei ve tehlul hi min hria a, ka tan din a, min tanpui reng min tiam anih chu!! Halleluiah Isua Kirsta hming ropui ber rawh se. Lalpa Isu, I ta ka ni e, I duh angin min hmang ang che.

A thought at twilight

I wish…..

I wish that I could vent the burning thoughts I had in my mind,

I wish I could ignore the calls of longing, the emptiness that buried deep down somewhere,

I wish I could let it go the strong emotion that overwhelmed every time life shows its drama,

I wish I could undo the things I have done wrong with you,

I wish I could just simple watch without feelings,

I wish I could prevent you from that guy and that moment,

I wish I could pretend acting normal and relax,

I wish I can silence the wail of nature

I wish I could hold my breath, floats upon the cloud and paused myself from the chaos of life

I wish I could whisper the secrets that haunted me like a nightmare.

Above all, I wish I’d never fall for you……………….<3

Infidel (Book review)

A Spartan Woman from the Cage

By Alinery L. Lalngilneii

Infidel By Ayaan Hirsi Ali 353 pp. Free Press. $26

In this courageous, inspirational and profoundly affecting memoir Infidel, Ms. Ali narrates her amazing childhood stories. She was born in Somalia, but fled to many countries to avoid political repression and later become an outspoken advocate for freedom and a well known political figure in the West. Brought up in a pious Muslim family Ms. Ali witnessed the roots of her beliefs and the practice in her daily life while living in Saudi Arabia, Ethiopia, and Kenya. She eventually concluded with a well-built opinion about Islam, a total submission and dare to fight against the prejudice and cruelty of denied human rights carried based on religion under deadly threats and warnings from her own people.

In her heroic memoir, she grabs our attention from the long journey, from Africa to the Netherlands, along with the core of philosophical journey, the transition from the world of faith to the world of reason. As she encountered inflexible doctrines on the role of women, their need to submit to men, and a terrorist attack named as divine war, she wondered, “Which side I am on? I couldn’t avoid the question. Was this real Islam? Did Islam even permit a call for this kind of slaughter? Did I, as a Muslim, approve this attack? And if I didn’t, where did I stand on Islam?” (Ali 269). Trying to articulate, she support and participate in the Muslim Brotherhood in her adolescent period, she was a devoted Muslim woman until she fled to Netherland because of a forced marriage. She formally denounced Islam after 9/11, when terrorists attacked the World Trade Center in USA. She boldly depicts the misconduct of Islam, especially its oppression of women and the tyrannical beliefs and doctrine based on Islam. Although her points are accurate, realistic and conversely persuasive, her words are often too sharp and harsh to digest.

In first half of the book, she narrates her childhood story about growing up in a strict society with hardships like circumcision, violence, and having to cover their whole body. However, her determination about learning and her father’s attitude towards education helped her survive all the obstacles and miseries. Besides, her language skills also shaped her future effectively when she resettled to the West. I strongly support her opinion about education as a remedy for Islam’s destruction and transforming into a country like Holland which she supports as quoted in the book “This man-made system of government was so much more stable, peaceful, prosperous, and happy than the supposedly God-devised system I had been taught to respect” (Ali 240). Her knowledge helped her see the unfair condition of Somali women, who faced miseries and hardships as a result of being illiterate and ignorance about the true face of Muslim.

Furthermore, the main point of the book, her courage to affirm the truth, and fight for justice despite her critics to Islam should not be ignored. Ms Ali wanted Muslim women not only to open their cage, but also motivate them to fly freely: “What matters is abuse, and how it is anchored in a religion that denies women rights as human,” (Ali 309). She became a member of Dutch parliament to fulfill her mission, to encourage the slow and lenient Dutch parliament to stop favoring religious institutions and tolerating the oppression of Muslim women. Secondly, she wants to create awareness and challenge them to reform aspects of Islam within them as she mention, “Muslims don’t have to take six hundred years to go through reformation in the way they think about equality and individual rights” (Ali 350).  Thirdly, she wants her Muslim women to wake up and realize how terrible and oppressed they are under the regime of Islam. Her greatest concern is that the oppression of women in Islam causes both Muslim men and women to lag behind the west that: “It creates a culture that generates more backwardness with every generation” (Ali 307). If Islam is a truly peaceful, compassion and freedom religion, everyone should get equal rights, free will to examine critically and ask questions so as to move along and adapt advance ideas and technology.

On the other hand, I was surprised by her expression of denouncing Muslim as a total submission. Her enthusiasm and bravery amazed and compelled me with awe when she dared to called the Prophet Muhammad a pervert for consummating marriage with one of his wives when she was only nine years old (Ali 303). It was obvious that her life was at threat and was armed with body guard, before and especially after making a film Submission, a film that criticizes Islam. Her controversial and aggressive perspective of Islam might please her audience of Western. Indeed, most terrorist attacks and violence are from Muslim countries where women are oppressed and human rights are violated. She is right in portray Islam as stagnant but incomplete if we look at some Muslim countries like Indonesia and Bangladesh, where we as a foreigners and “infidel” get warm hospitality and freedom from Islam friends despite of our different religion. If her description of Muslim are all true and all the doctrine are practice everywhere equally, I think Islam wouldn’t be the second largest and fastest growing religion in the world.

In conclusion, Ms Ali is an apostate, Iron lady of African, who is brave enough to stand in deadly risk to point out the true Islam and the misconduct of religion practice to repress women. Her sharp voice, of course, fascinates and amazes her Western audiences by providing the adequate amount of evidence they crave. But it outrages other Muslim at the same time with her white or black view which led to the death of her colleague Theo, for making Submission. Infidel conveys the impact of religion misconduct, the importance of freedom which the suppress Muslim women lack, and the significance of human value in here and now.

Work Cited Page

Ali, Ayaan Hirsi. Infidel. (New York: FREE PRESS, 2007), 353.

My Idol~~Aung San Suu Kyi

This article is one of my most favorite pieces of writing I have done for academic research paper, not because of the quality but because of the content and the subject I am talking about. Here you go..:)

‘Peace as a goal is an ideal which will not be contested by any government or nation, not even the most belligerent.’[1] Aung San Suu Kyi

            Winner of the Nobel Peace Prize in 1991, Aung San Suu Kyi is a pro-democracy campaigner, an activist for non-violence, and leader of the opposition National League for Democracy Party (NLD). She stands for equality and democracy in Burma; just like her father she has become an independent hero, who represents their best and perhaps sole hope for Burmese people that someday there will be a new independent country free from the repression of military rule.[2] Sacrificing her life for the powerless people of her country, she chose the path that consumes all her life. By using the weapons of non-violence and peace, she bravely fights for democracy as she said, “The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.”[3] Although she is not a monk or a religious figure per se, the principle of her life and her philosophy is directly influenced by her religion. As a result of her tolerance and silence under a decade of house arrest, “Aung San Suu Kyi has become an international symbol of heroic and peaceful resistance in the face of oppression.”[4] She is an outstanding example of the power of the powerless. The following paper will discuss Buddhism, its teaching, and how the life of Aung San Suu Kyi, one of its most famous political figures, is influenced by the impact of communist government in Myanmar, where Buddhism plays a great role in their life as majority of the population are Buddhist.

First of all, “at the heart of Buddhism are three elements known as the ‘Three Jewels’ or the ‘Triple Gem’: the Buddha, the Dharma (teachings), and the Sangha (congregation).”[5] Buddhists express their faith in these elements by saying they take refuge in them: whoever practices this religion maintains this ceremony as a recitation for over 2,500 years. The founder, Shakyamuni Buddha, was born in northern India around 2,500 years ago; he did not claim to be a god or a prophet, nor did he want to be worshiped as a god. Instead, he was a human being who became Enlightened, understanding life in the deepest way possible.[6] After a deep enlightenment at the age of thirty-five, he spent the remaining years teaching until he died at the age of eighty.

During his lifetime, he set the wheel of ‘dharma’ (teaching) in motion; it is a central concept in Buddhist thought and it’s sometimes translated as ‘law.’ According to the Buddhist dharma, existence has three characteristics: “suffering, impermanence, and no self.”[7] ‘Suffering’ refers to all varieties of pain and deprivations that human are subject to both physically and psychologically; ‘impermanence’ is the passing nature of all things as he said in his last words, “Everything that arises also passes away.”[8] Finally, the principle of no-self indicates the idea that nothing can last or be owned by a person forever, which is the concept of impermanence. Thus, the concepts of Buddhism guide and teach the followers as congregation to sustain peace, altruism, and compassion for any living being in order to be united and help to understand this present life as deeply as possible. Additionally, the Buddha also established a community (sangha) of discipline and charged his followers to carry the teaching to all regions of the world. In fact, the mission was profoundly successful; as a result, today Buddhists live in almost every country and Buddhism is the dominant religion in many parts of Asia including Myanmar.[9] Therefore, being a devoted Buddhist is to practice the teaching daily by using this precious human life, the intelligence, and mind that we possess for the benefit of all.

Secondly, Buddhism has a great influence on the lives of people wherever the teaching are practiced. Myanmar, for instance, is the mother land of Aung San Suu Kyi, the leader of pro-democratic movement in Burma, where the majority of the population are devoted Buddhists. The Buddhist teaching is very much part of the Burmese way of life. The order of the Buddhist monks, the Sangha, is a great democratic body, “The first real democracy (using the word in its best sense) that the world has known; and every Burman at some time in his life, be it for a shorter or longer period, takes the vows and dons the Yellow Robe.”[10] In fact, every Burmese grows up in the environment of Buddhism where impersonality, alms for building monasteries and pagodas, and great tolerance adapt in their soul. Fielding Hall says, “A remarkable trait of the Burmese character is their unwillingness to interfere in others people’s affairs,”[11] But this deep influence of Buddhist teaching, which forbids them to fight back and endure their miseries with tolerance, can no longer please a national hero’s daughter like Aung San Suu Kyi. Instead, on the same principle, she has devoted her whole life to standing for the powerless and fighting for democracy under the ruthless Juna’s regime.

The third child in her family, Aung San Suu Kyi was born on 19 June, 1945 in Rangoon, Myanmar. She is a daughter of Aung San, a martyred national hero of independent Burma and Khin Kyi, a prominent Burmese diplomat.[12] She was just two years old when her father was assassinated right before he became a prime minister and Burma got independence. Her mother was then appointed as ambassador to India, and she accompanied her mother to New Delhi where she continued her studies.[13] After further study in India, she attended the University of Oxford, where she met her future husband, Michael Aris, had two children, and lived a rather quiet life until 1988, when she returned to Burma to nurse her dying mother.[14] While returning to Burma, the mass slaughter of protesters against the brutal ruler General Ne Win led her to speak out against him and to begin a nonviolent struggle for democracy and human rights. Although she did not initially jump into politics at her early age, the arrival of Junta regime with their violent administration drag her to choose this path, never to go back. In terms of democracy and equality she stands for, her philosophy and ideas are fundamentally shaped by her religion—non violence and freedom for human rights are the essential concept of Buddhism: “One characteristic of Buddhist political rule, at least ideally, was promotion of non-violence.”[15] At her first public speech, she addresses thousands of people outside Shwedagon Pagoda, calling for democratic government. Shortly after, National League for Democracy (NLD) was formed, with Suu Kyi general-secretary. [16] Their policy of non-violence, civil disobedience, and her speeches attracted large audiences in the country and she continues to campaign even under the restricted law and order set by the new military regime

Furthermore, at the funeral of her mother, Daw Khin Kyi, she vowed in front of the huge funeral procession that as her father and mother had served the people of Burma, she too would, even unto death.[17] The characteristic of existence based on Buddhism teaching was practically demonstrated in her life as she committed her whole life to helping Burma and tolerated the violent suppression of the government, not for the benefits of her own self, but for the people of her country. As opposition leader and freedom fighter, she was banned from running for election and eventually placed under house arrest and held incommunicable from 1989 to 1995. In spite of her detention, “her party NLD (won) election with 82% of parliamentary seats in 1990 election”;[18] however, the government refused to recognize the results. She and her party were continuously harassed by the military government and kept in house arrest for the following years until she was released in 2010. For the sake of her country, she was not able to see her sons become men and nurse her beloved husband even in his dying bed: “The military offered to free her if she agreed to leave Myanmar, but she refused to do so until the country was returned to civilian government and political prisoners were freed.”[19] She allowed her ‘suffering’ for the healing of her country even though she had to lose her beloved family. She endured the misery willingly and without complaints: “I don’t see this as a sacrifice. It’s embarrassing when people say that. I chose this path and I took it.”[20] Her beliefs uphold the significance of peace and compassion for others and give her courage to fight for the weak and helpless, which is the essential duty of being a Buddhist.

Finally, during her house arrest and restriction, her voice was heard internationally quite often through media. In fact, collections of her writing including her famous essay “Freedom from Fear” and other pieces, including an essay on politics and Burmese literature and her Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech, are widely popular and honored.[21] In the collection of her essays, she argues that “It is not power that corrupts but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it.”[22] Here she denounced the brutal regime, who sealed the mouths of citizens of Burma so they were unable to raise their voices.  In 1991, she won Nobel Peace Prize for her efforts, as Robshaw noted in his book review: “Suu kyi position is that of a classic democratic liberal: governments must be chosen by the people and once in power must permit opposition.”[23] The points she makes are straight forward, strong and deeply influenced by her mother religion.

Recently, there has been good news for Burma and as worldwide since she and her party claim their seats at the parliament to reinforce their fighting for democracy after detention for 25 years.  According to BBC news on 18 April, 2012, “(she) is planning to travel abroad for the first time in 24 years,” she was elected to parliament in a by-election, which saw her party win 43 out of the 45 seats early this month. [24] She and her NLD party take oath despite dispute over wording that obliges them to ‘safeguard’ constitution on Wednesday 2 May, 2012 according to The Guardian on 3 May, 2012.[25]  They urge the document amended to reduce the military’s dominance government. As she said in terms of constitution, “Politics is an issue of give and take. We are not giving up; we are just yielding to the aspirations of the people.”[26]  Though she endured oppression and tolerance for half of her life, her determinations and the results of her suffering will now shine and help her beloved country into a new era with a slow transition from military to civilian rule.

Wherever we go, whoever we become, the faith we have in religion and the teaching we absorbed from our belief play a great role in our life in some way or the other. Our opinion, attitude, and way of life are guided so long from our childhood that it might be not bias to say religion was imprinted on us when we were born in a family or society where religion is guidance for everyone. Though she does not explicitly emphasize the role of Buddhism in her life, we can see from this research, the influence rooted in her ideas and actions of which she might not even be aware. And through her principles, we can learn many lessons of humanity, the sacred doctrine of her beliefs as she stands up for peace, equality, and being a role model for this generation and the era to come.

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My Dearest Uncle

It was late at night when I heard my mom calling my name, “Bawihte, hurry up and wake up, a big storm, cyclone is coming!” She ran towards to my room and shook my shoulders while I was in deep sleep, she looked panic and frightened. I eventually got up from my bed and heard the horrible sound of trees bending here and there, so I tried to comfort her and said, “Nu (mom), it’s just a normal storm that occurs every year, don’t be so scared, nothing bad will happen,” and went back to sleep. “Don’t be so bold and mulish Bawihte, um…I hope it will be all right!” My mom responded uncertainly and shut the door slowly while she left my room. It was the time when I was on my spring vacation in my hometown, Sangau, as our village was situated near Phawngpui, the highest mountain in Mizoram; we have many advantages of being in hilly area. We get the purest water, the environment is greenery, and climate is pleasant compared with other villages. On the other hand, sometimes it is very dry and windy during summer and lots of storms during spring in each year. We often suffer from cyclones and they sometime cause a serious impact on our village.

The next morning, when Apa (dad) returned from his morning walk, he reported that there were many houses and properties destroyed by last night cyclone. So every member in our family was curious and ready to do volunteer work as we always used to do whenever tragedy or problems happen in our community. We always help and support each other, and it’s our custom to help and serve others in my Mizo society from our great ancestors. Their principle of life was “live together and die together” which carries on to this modern era.  Due to that cyclone, more than 50 houses were damaged and many families had to leave their home. Moreover, many public places and properties such as churches, schools, community halls and market areas were destroyed. More important was that we had not had power supply since the cyclone occurred, so there was no light, no network and no way to communicate with each other. The whole town was busy doing their own business and helping each other.  While men were busy with construction work, we females were supporting those victim families by collecting funds and materials for them. Even children and old people were being active and were helping people who needed to help.  We spent almost the whole week for repairing and construction. Since there was no power supply and many public places were ruined, the town couldn’t sustain our daily routine and work in the normal way.

In the meantime, the electric department in Sangau also tried their best to fix the defective power supply. Although they had been searching for the entire two days to figure out where the power supply had broken down, they couldn’t find out the exact point and resolution. Therefore, all workers of electric department including, my uncle name Kilsua, were working day and night in the forest and sub-way to check current line.  My uncle, who was very hard working and devoted to his work, could not stop himself from constantly working on that problem. In the morning, two days after the cyclone had occurred, he came to our house to see me since we hadn’t seen each other for a long time. We greeted each other and he asked me many things about my studies. He also mentioned about the power problem and said, “I will continue to work on my duty right after the morning meal and might spend the night to search the defective point in the forest with other staff.” Then he left after we had tea and had conversation with my mom for a while.

Since he was one of my favorite and dearest uncles, I always enjoyed and had fun with him because he always made me laugh and animated by his unique way of talking and acting.  He would always tell me funny things and we made fun of whoever was with us, but never disappointed them. He was very tall, giant and had masculine body and looked as if he were a serious man; however, his appearance was totally opposite with his nature due to the fact that he was very friendly and sociable person.  It was always full of fun and enjoyable whenever he was around us, he would act like a kid and would be able to adjust easily with every situation and got along with anyone. Everyone liked and would call him Uncle wherever he went; moreover, he was very popular and helpful in our town because he was one of the most expert and reliable staff in the electric department.  We often requested him to do house wiring, electric connection and to fix our malfunctioning power supply, so he was well known and responsive person in our community.

In that evening around 5 p.m. while we were having family devotion, we got some of the most dreadful information of our lives. The messenger came to our home and told Apa, “Uncle got accident and he is in hospital right now!!” seeing that my uncle’s condition was very serious and was in coma, he told us to go immediately. “What!? What did yu…you just say? Why? How?” my mom cried out. Apa was standing like a frozen pillar while the messenger was explaining about the accident, his face was rapidly changed and became pale and looked as if he were very ill and had no strength to endure. All of us in our family and some fellows in our neighborhood ran immediately to the hospital, my heart was beating up so fast and I felt as though it would be blast. So many questions came to my mind at once and about to cry. What will happen to his family if he dies? How come he got this kind of serious accident? How did it happen? These questions have no answers and no one was able to tell me what would happen in the next moment because his condition was very serious and everyone was agonized and couldn’t utter even a word while we were headed to the hospital. I had never felt such kind of tension and being panic in my whole life, thinking what would happen to my dearest uncle and his family.

When we reached the hospital, there’s no chance to talk and have a word with my dearest uncle because he passed away he had gone for forever!  I will not be able to have any fun with him anymore for the rest of my life. When the doctor told us that he was very sorry about the accident and couldn’t help to retain his life because his spinal cord was infected and broken as result of falling down from the electronic pole, I couldn’t believe what the doctor was saying and felt as though my blood were frozen inside my veins and I couldn’t lift up my heavy foot even to move one more step and standing like a statue at the corner of the emergency room. “Is this my dream or real?” I whisper helplessly and still hoped that he would be awake and back to his life while they were carrying out the body after they finished postmortem from the hospital and prepared to have funeral ceremony at home. Everyone mourned, especially my aunty and her children couldn’t refrain themselves from crying and mourning it was one of the most sorrowful moments I had experienced in my life.

After the funeral and ritual were over, we had fellowship on Sunday afternoon at their home and his wife, my aunty, told us about her memories of the pass and their sweet relationship. She also mentioned about their conversation in the morning before he went to work. She said that she was disappointed and asked him to stay home by addressing him, “You are the most stubborn person I have ever met. You already spent entire two days and it’s time to take rest and you should be concerned about your own health and safety.”

“No matter what you say I will go and find till I could fix it, don’t you know that it’s my duty, my job? Darling, don’t be too much tense and worry, okay? I will be all right and I will come back soon,” my uncle replied tenderly.

Aunty advised him to be careful while packing his lunch saying, “You’re not the only worker in Electric department and your co-workers are also there to work out. Moreover, you don’t have to take all the responsibility regarding the power shutdown. I’m so much worry that the cyclone might recur while you’re in the forest. So just be very careful.”

“Okay, okay! I’ll remember your words and don’t worry anymore, my dear. Today I don’t think we will come home without resolution, and I might spend the night under the forest. So take care of the house and children,” he added. Then he left for work.

While aunty had told us about these things, I was wondering why he didn’t obey aunty suggestion and what drove him to be obsessed with his work. If only he had listened to aunty’s words and taken rest that day, this terrible thing wouldn’t have happened. One thing I learned from this conflict is how abrubt natural disaster can devastate our lives within a minute and realize how dangerous it is. Now that I always aware and alert if storm or strong winds is about to come, I just can’t tolerate and sleep well enjoying thunder and lightning anymore. Moreover, being stubborn can lead to a worse situation and we sometime need to admit and obey others’ advice and suggestions instead of being inflexible and obsessive with something.

Happy Birthday to My One & Only Mom

He ni lawmawmtak 1st January ah hian ka tanna Nu hluber nitura he leimawina I rawn hmuhna ni chamah hian I bulah awmin ka duhsakna hlantheilo che mahila he group “THUNGHAIHNAWM HUANG” kaltlang hian ka thinlung chhungrilber a trang a I tan ka pekve theihchhun Birthday Present leh New Year Wish ka hlan duhche ni. A vawikhatna atan inthlahrungtak chungin kan post ve nge, Nute hlutzia hrenawn zel ang u.
Engtin nge ka theihnghilh tehreng angni! kan unauzing a tlumber nitur a thitrep a he lei ka hmuhve theihnana I tuarna te kha. “I pianlaikhan ka nauvei ka na em em a thla khatvel chhungchu khumbet in ka na a mihring ka anglo ang tihkha mizawng zawng deuhthaw in anring thin.” tih minhrilh laite kha ka hrereng thin. Ka tana I hlutzia hi engine nge khumzo ang? He lei rohlu thami leh rangkachakte hian I hmangaihna mitmengmawi kha an khumzolo a, ka damlohlaia ka tana tlaivar a I trawngtai thawmte kha Angel te zairi anga mawi a ni asin. Ka nu duhtak chuan a fanu hian mi angin zirnasang a rahphakloh te kha rawn rappha ve se a tihthin em a vangin asur a sa athlu ngailo a, he khawvel mawina avanghian Kross thu atheihnghilh erawhchu a thilhlauhber a nithung thin. A tan nitin a trawngtai banglo a, kan unau hmingkim lamin arin Pathian hnenah minhlan thin.
Kan tetlaia thiante nen pawnto chak leh inkhualtelem chaka in kan tlanchuahsan thinlaite kha, khatih hunlaiia Nu zawng zawnga nu strict bermaiin kan T-set tenen min kai haw dawrh dawrh thin laikhachuan ka van ning thintak em!! Kan thianten school chawlhlaivel a nileng deuhthawa thiante nen hunan hmanthin te khan kei Ka Nu vekhachuan Class-3 lek ka nihlaitawh khan ka u nen chaw chhumdante, intihfai leh Mizo society a pawimawh em em hmeiche tihtur china a ngaihkha min tihtir vek a. Homework kan tihzoh veleh eirawngbawl leh intihfai kan duty a andah tlatmaite kha thatchia hi kalo tithei lutuk a, midang Nu te chuan an fate tihai dauttakin an tihsak vekhian ka hmu thin. Kei kan unauzing a fing leh thuakhmangthiamber nafam chu awlruk dan kalo dap char char thina, Ka nu khan zirsang tehlua lomahse naupang hnute pekrei hia tha an fingduh tihte kha alo hria nge teber nihman ah kum 6 ka nihthleng khan anu tete ka la hne duk dukthin xak deuh chung chungin. Ka awlruk leh ka tihai ka u tihtira a homework ka lo tihsak min mante khan hremloh in kha nu strict takkhan min chuahtir ngailo.
Mahse khatianga minlo trainna zawng zawngte kha ka tanhian hian avanhlu tak em! Inchhung chetthiamlo leh sekrek khoih zeilo leh thatchiat zakthakziate kha ka nuna thranhnan turin alung ilo phumdaihtoh a. Insakna tur rawra chhut leh thiarte, tleirawl zakzumtak nichunga a trulchuan thingzeitir te chartin thiar lawp lawp te kha zah a lamei lo va hmeichia pon kantithei anitih hria a tuitaka perek khen te kha ka tetlai trang a ka nun a ilo tuh ani tih hi engtin nge ka heider theih lul ang ni. Mahni thawhchuah hlutzia leh mahni ke a dingte ngaisang tu nihte chen khan kha zirna intlawmtak, kan inchhunglum a I nitin thupui a nithin. Chu zirtirna chuan mahni intodelh nihchakna thinlung ka chhungah tuha, Class-4 ka nihtranga high school thleng ka tihtheihve zirna lama ka merit scholarship dawntranga ka uniform leh zirlaibu kan leithrin laia ka hlimzia te kha. Kha nu tlawmtakkhan pawlsawm thlengchauh zirpha nimahse a fanu a hmuhphak a zirchhungzong khan class a pakhatna nihkha ka tatur emaw titheihkhop a confi turin athiamna leh finna in atlinloh pon, lekha zira ka menchhungkhan ka bulhnaiah a awmreng a. A neihchhun eitur leh inturte minlo hlui thin. Exam dawnzing apianga ka lu chunga kutnghat a a trawngtrai thinna te khan he khovelin minpek theiloh chakna leh huasenna ka thinlungah minpe a, chunglam puihna nen ngaihngamtak leh engthawlvah in exam hallah ka lutthin.
Kum leh hunte alo ralzel a zirna runsangbelin chhungte hmuhphakloh ramah kan khawsa ve naw naw a, ka nitin hunhman leh hmuhte hian ka nu min zirtirna hlutzia kha min hriatchuantir thin. Tun dinhmun thlengthei a min chherchuahna, a tihtur ve reng a ngaia lawmthu hrilh nachang reng reng ka lo hrelo te kha alo van chhah theihtak em! Ka nu duhtak chuan lawmthu hrilh leh fakte chu a phutlet ngailo a, chu mainilovina rilarah a fate ngei chu a aia zirsang leh daizau zok annih tawh a vangin engkimah a aia chungnung tohzawkah ngaiin anthu lehhla te chu azahlet zawk em em thin. Khawvela nu hlu ber chuan afanu in ngaihzanzia reng chhutngamloin “Ka duat bawihte hlimtakin hun hmang zel ang che aw. I hlim hian ka nun ahlimve a, ka fate hi infela mi intihlim ani. Ka tlinlohna tamtakah min ngaidamla iduhthusam ka tlinlohnaah pawh lo hrethiam ang che aw, ka duatte ka ngaiche.” tiin sms ka dawn zawng zawng a tlawmleh rilru khawihber maichu ka Nu, chance pekin awmila, Nute hi duhzawngthlang thei pawhniila ka Nu atana ka thlannawn fo tur, atrang chuan ka dawng a nihchu. Chu message chuan ahmangaih fanu thinlai a fanna athinlung chhungril ber atrangin, “Keipon ka ngai lutuk che nu. Ka tan chuan khawvel a nu thaber I ni tih theihnghilh ngai suh aw. Tumah mifel famkim anawmlo he leiah hian, chuvanging ka nu duhtak hmangaihna a khat nizel ang che aw. I msg te hi ka tan a hlu a, ka nun chautaka awm min tichaktu ani fo thin. Nangang anu tha ka nei che hi ka lawmin banglo in lawmthu ka soithin.” He thu hian hmangaihna a khat Nu mittui a dangzolo va, a fanuin ahriathiam vanga lawmthu soi abanglo.

kumte alo tam poh leh lawmthu soi ka bat nasat zia ka hre tama, a hmangaihna changletzo hmanlo hian ka nite hi tihkiam aniang tih ka hlau thin. Lawmin min hmangaihna avangin hlim hle thin mahila ka nu hnena lawmthu ka soi thinlai kha mithhla tur ka ngahmanglo. Ka tana atuarna leh thil mintihsakte kha atur ve rengah ngaiin ka lo dawngzawng mai zelkha ania. He leia ka ngaih leh hmangaih ber a nitih hrereng chungkhan ahmaichhan ngeia KA NU KA HMANGAIH CHE tiha fawh te kha sap ho emaw mi zaktheilo tihtur ah ka lo ngai thin a. Message trangte leh ziakte chuan ka hmangaihthu hlan fo mahila a ri ngeia abeng thlengpha tur a he thusoi hi alovan har tak em! Achhanchiah poh ka hrelo a, nula leh tlangval hmangaihtawng tawhten thinlung taka ka hmangaihche tihharzia an soi hichu ka hrefo thin. Chuvang chu mawnile te ka tia, min hmangaihtu Isuan ka hmangaihche ka lam lo hawirawh tia kan thinlunga min koh lawm lawm laihian he kan lei hmangaihte hnen a kan hmangaihthu hlan hi chu a lo awlaivaklo a ni e he mihring chapona ka tidawnnge? enge min phuartlattu awmhi soichuahthiam ahar. Vawitaktak ka lo tumtoh ka ngamlehloh tihlawhtling turchuan tun Christmas niah khan min rawn phone apianga ka pa in sermon nghalzellola alotihziah thin Pathianthu min hrilh mawlh mawlh laichuan, “Nu mass present turche ka nei a nia tiin,” nghakhlel taka enge minpekdawn atihlaichuan he tu hnenah mah ka la sawingailoh, ka thinlung kehsawmvek leh achhanpoh hrechuangsilo a trapchunga “Nu Ka Hmangaih Che” kha thu ka soini kha engtikah mah ka theihnghilh tawhlo ang. Achhanchu maw, kha thu sawitur khan ka huasenna zawng zawng sawmkhom angai a, Facebook leh ka a thiante bula English a love yu, muah2 kan tihvel zawt zawt nenkha chuan a dang em ani. Kha nu buaitheitakkhan a fanu thlarau lam chaw pek atrulzia hria in, engtin nge ansiam chhuah a tute nge siamtu tihpoh a hriatmangloh Phone chu ahmangaih naute chawpek thinnan hmangin nitin deuhtho Pathianthu, bible chang leh fuihna thute message a thawn a thulh ngailo. Ka zirna avanga mi ropuileh hun ropui ka tawnlaite, conference lian khawvel finna pholanna hmun a Siamtu theihngilhthaka hun ka hmanlaite chuan chu numawlmang takchuan science thil leh technology ropuina zawng zawngte hian Siamtu ropuina an tihlan thu a msg hmangin mi rawn remind lehthin. Fianrial paihmanglo le, nun chautaka ka awmlaiten ka nu duhtak message hian ka nun min chau minkaitho leh thin. ka tanna I tratna, I thawhrimna leh min hmangaihnate hi thu in ziakchuak dawn ila, he kut hian aziahzen ka ring mawlhlo. He lei mifing leh thiamte hian I zirtirna minpek tluk a hlu kha minpe theihian ka ringlo a, I hmangaihna chhingzo reng he leiah hian anawm ka ring heklo. He I piancham lawmawmtak ahhian I kiangah awmin Rose parvar Nu hmangaihna thianghlim hlantheilo che mahila khawvel thiamleh finna Internet kaltlanghian ka duhsakna he group hlutak kaltlanghian ka hlan che ni. Kumin 2011 chu ka khum chungah nangmah hrerengin laptop a he thuhi ziakinka mangtha a kumin hunzawng a ka hunhmandan te chu kumsang rorel huna phel a tan a inzial mek a ni tihhrereng chungin kumin a ka thuziah hnuhnung ber ni turin. Ka tileh thin ang KA NU KA HMANGAIH CHE. A very Happy Birthday and Happy New Year…