To my beloved MOM (May May)

May May,

I do not remember about the time when I was craddled in your bosom ....
But, I'm sure I had a lot of energy and strength from your warmth loves and breast feedings.

I do remember, when I was a kid ....
you taught me how to write alphabets between the blue and red lined booklet.
you loved to tell me that I used to come back from play ground and lookafter you at home.
you praised to tell me how sober I was when I came back from kinder school with my little foot-thumb nail flipped and sheded with bloods.

I remember, when I was a boy ....
you monitored us (me and my elder brother) with canes and snacks to pass school exams regularly.
I used to accompany you going to the market.
I used to help you cooking, and you were a champion of cooks for us.
I used to help you washing, cleaning the houses and ironing.
you were my icon of a self driven heroin.

I remember, when I was a teen ....
you had given all your affections and care to us so that my love for girls didn't get much chances to bloomsome.
you encouraged and supported me whatever I wanted to do.
you dressed me up completly when I needed new clothings.
I used to feel myself a prince whenever I was closed to you.
May May, I had been so used to be as a MOTHER'S SON.

At the time, I started to fly with new wings appeared on my back ....
I had come to turned my head ahead whenever you send me off with tears at the railway stations.
I had left you behind when I got graduated and married.
I had left you further behind when I went abroad.
But I knew, I was always in your heart. You'd been praying for us.
May May, you'd never mentioned words that I would worry about you.
You always take yourself as the flowing water examples.

May May, when you were suffering from illness and pains ....
you keep it as much to yourself.
you may be notorius to others but never to me.

May May, when I knew that you had come to a time ...
I tried my best to give happiness by visiting you often back from abraod.
I tried to sit meditation together with you on your bed, counting your days.
I tried to let you remember Dhamma whenever you saw my face.
I was satisfied that you passaway in my hands,
and glad to know ... you have a new life at "thu-ga-ti" plain.
May May, I hope I had been a GOOD SON for you.

May May, after your absences ...
I brought your beads and 'm telling beads daily as you did on "Tha-ra-na-gone" and "gone-daw" intended that one day you'd become "arahat" in this circle of life.
I'm also doing merits by meditation and sending "metta" and "bar-wa-nar a-mya" to you.
Do know that I am taking care of you even we're in different plains.
I hope you'd gain the merits by saying "Thar-du, Thar-du, Thar-du" whenever you can see and hear me with "dhamma" and "barwanar".

Thar Nge Lay (Soe)

In memories of beloved mother Daw Khin Myint (1938-2010)
Departed on 10:45 am, 2nd Sept, 2010.