Gone with the wind (or) Transience

The time is arriving to start the Second World War. Now, I live in India and have married an Indian man. I have five children with him -two girls and three boys. But, I often remember my native country, my old lover and my royal palace where I was born and grew up. Actually, I am royalty and very special person from my holy family according to our Burmese tradition. when I was young in royal Burma , there were always many people who look after me ,the royal people who help me and a lot of young females who were attendants of my parents surrounded me. I can never forget the golden slipper which I wore on my feet in my past time, the royal orchid that I adorned on my head, the golden building with the tiered roof where I lived. Especially, I always miss my native country, royal Burma and a royal monastive school boy who was my old lover.

After third Anglo-Burma war in 1888, it seemed to be peaceful in Burma. But.

, for me it was the time to start a war in my heart. I did not like my father's order, who was a king named THI PAW, at all because the whole dream of my heart was broken by this order. And then, I heard that I would be sent to India together with my royal family by authority of Anglo. In my mind, I really did not want to obey my father's order in this way. On the other hand, it was difficult to relinquish the custom of the royal family. That's why I had to follow my father's order.

I loved to sit on the palanquin when we went to the garden or to the monastery or somewhere. I was delighted living under Buddha's SaSana or way of Buddha. I also enjoyed deeply in pouring the water each other among the royal families, especially during the water festival. Even still, I like to listen two kinds of the sounds from royal Burma. One is the sound of the people when they recite the Buddha's literature in the monastery or in the religious ceremony. The other is the voice of my old lover. While I was living with the royal family in the palace, in Burma, I did not think that I will be in this present situation very different from my royal custom. I always thought that I could be living together with my lover in Burma, who is the monastive school boy  hearing  his explanations about Buddha's literature until my final resting place .but, in this present situation, I am living  with my Indian husband and my family in India which is far from our royal palace. I have slept with my Indian husband in the same bad for many years. Now, I am a wife of Indian man. Meanwhile, I always talk to other people in the normal person's language and I do not speak the royal language which was used by the members of the royal families.

When I was young in Burma with my royal family, I fell in love with the monastive school boy who should be a lord of royal Burma. Everyday, there were full of Burma's brave and the patriotism in each his words. During Anglo-Burma third war, he wanted to show Burma's brave or blood by fighting the English soldiers. Nevertheless, he had no chance to show his abilities in that way because of my father's order a king in royal Burma. He used to say that he would always keep the royal country and his girlfriend, a royal orchid in his heart forever. Because of my father's order, the royal Burma was easily taken in the possession of Anglo after Anglo-Burma third war. My father did not want to see the blood of royal people in the war. That's when my heart was broken because I had to leave my lover a monastive school boy and the royal people from YATANAPAWN palace in Burma.

When we were carried from the royal palace to GAWWAIN harbor by English soldiers, I had a strong desire in my mind to see the image of MAHAMYATMUNI pagoda and my lover's face. However, I just saw most Burmese people's faces looking sorrowfully at us along the street. Although I searched for my lover's face among the people till arriving on the ship, I did not find him at all. I never again saw his figure in the rest of my life. It was the last day for me in royal palace in Burma.

Nowadays, I feel happy living near my Indian husband and my children in India because I love them so much. I do not want to go back to my native country or to royal Burma because I can not leave my family in India. I have already forgotten almost all royal custom from my past. In my real life time, I do not need to see my old royal boyfriend again, who I loved in Burma .It was just in the past. In this time, I always need to see my Indian man for my life. I also decided not to tell my children about this story and about the royal Burma because something what I had in my past is gone with the wind.

Written by Burmese Children