lwint

Usually, when we hear romantic stories like "A Story of a Little Star," also known as " ကြယ်ကလေးရဲ့ ပုံပြင် ," we often portray them in two extremes: one, the happy ending of a rising star uniting with its destined companion, and the other, a dramatic conclusion of growing apart. However, a common thread in both narratives is the notion that the star deserves someone better, compelling them to let go for the sake of their beloved little star's future. The reason often cited is the concept of "pure platonic love," devoid of the need for possession. How dramatic, huh? Reflecting on this, I began to realize the irrationality of that logic. As humans with a wired survival instinct in our nerves, we tend to act in our self-interest. It's never about "things we do for love"; it's about "my love, my feelings, my wants, my needs." Even if someone lets go of the star by acknowledging it deserves someone better, this very action sugge...

Tsuki No Me In the soft glow of a winter's eve, Where friendship's whispers gently weave. Beneath the stars, a tale untold, A connection deep, a story to unfold. In the dance of snowflakes, secrets hide, A warmth, a longing, hearts confide. Yet in this season, let friendship gleam, A silent wish, a shared dream. Paths may twist in unforeseen ways, In the gentle haze of these holiday days. Though unspoken words may softly sway, Let friendship bloom, come what may. So here we stand, beneath the mistletoe, In the quiet of emotions that softly grow. A tale of two hearts, entwined but free, Merry Christmas, dear Tsuki, to you from me. LWINT (for those who are not familiar with the term "Tsuki No Me" - it's from an anime series called Naruto. Since that one is the dream I would not want to wake up, I shall name that one "Tsuki No Me".)

Here is the link to part 1 in case you are not familiar with my story. https://lw1nt.blogspot.com/2023/01/and-thus-we-grew-apart.html The revelation may surprise you. After acknowledging that I couldn't love anyone as deeply as I loved her, I mustered the courage to return and confess why I had left her. I had also made the grave mistake of being unfaithful, all in the hope of finding someone better. Surprisingly, she forgave this transgression, driven by love, and chose to stand by me. Although the shattered glass of our relationship could never be seamlessly mended, we did manage to reconcile after a month-long separation. I learned my lesson on not to get deluded on temporary mirages and she also learned hers not to choke me with the demands. We made an agreement to share everything, even if it led to heated arguments. It was during these moments that we both confronted a harsh truth we had ignored for years. I believed she was overly demanding, requiring daily calls and constan...

No, I am not going to talk about the glass ceilings in our society. I acknowledge their existence, but today is about how I noticed the glass ceilings of my mind. We are familiar with motivational quotes like "the sky is the limit" and so on, right? Perhaps they are right, or perhaps not. But when it comes to our resistances, especially for patience, we sometimes assume ourselves as forbearing or easy-going until we bump into those "glass ceilings" of anger and frustration, hurting not just ourselves but our beloved ones as well. It all started with the changes in our office. As an organization depending on donated funds, it was bound to accommodate the staffing, structures, and operations with the fluctuating funds. Yes, the time has come to say goodbye to some privileges such as promotions and scholarships, yet worse, our friends and colleagues. I hoped for a chance for further study supported by my company, but it vanished into thin air after the severe budget cu...