တွေးမိတွေးရာ (My Musings)

Today, I went to the Dagon Center Shopping Mall to use the Internet. I have been helping a friend who just got hired as a photographer for AFP news agency. He doesn’t know much about computers and so I have been helping him download his digital pictures from his camera and sending them to his boss in Thailand. This is his probation period and it’s kind of important for him to become permanent. I am afraid that it is going to have impact on me because of his involvement in taking political pictures. But if I am of help to changing somebody’s life because he wanted this job very much, I think it’s worth helping him. Besides, jobs are scarce here, especially jobs that pay about $ 300 a month. At the Internet Café, they took users' fingerprint scans and I don’t understand why. It seemed strange. Burma is a strange place anyways. Oh, good news is that we now have the rules changed from our ISP, BaganNet. Every dial-up user can access the censored Internet. Free web mail s

The darkness, eerie silence, twinkling stars and cool air on the Lisu Theological Seminary campus in Maymyo (Pyin Oo Lwin) literally took my breath away. It was a night for a lonely soul to let his imagination wander to an unknown world beyond the stars. A tall, unfinished building on the campus sat there like a giant ghost eyeing its little prey on a dark and eerie night. It was totally different in the living room of the vice-principal’s house. The living room was full. Everybody’s eyes were fixed on a TV screen. Lwin Moe and Saya Waw Lay (M.Th) were sitting in the back row sipping green tea, and relaxing. Dr. Ah Li, the vice-principal, was sitting on the floor, her eyes staring at the screen. The kids were sitting around her, their eyes also on the screen. Some were lying on the floor without blinking their eyes for a second. Everybody was tense and it was at the climax when the disappointment came — the commercial. We were all watching Jackie Chan’s movie on an Indonesian TV

ALOHA 9 (November 4, 2003)