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1947, C.J.R in Swarraton, UK
Swarraton in Hampshire is a small village in which people can live peacefully, and quietly. Cecil chose this place to live in after his retirement from the Indian Civil Service in 1947 when he went home by flight.
Today he woke up early and he was staring out of the window from his bedroom in the morning of November. He saw snow coming down and they were resting on treetops, and house roofs.
Cecil, reflecting on his life in Burma where all the sunshine shone fully, felt nostalgic for the country, and its people, especially his friends in Burma. In his mind, before his retirement to Swarraton, in England, he decided that he would compose a poetry book on Burma and its people.
Today, at 10 am, he would meet the publisher in London. The publisher’s name was Herbert Curnow who already agreed with him to publish the poetry book. The publisher really liked the title of the book “Rainbow Land and
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XII. 1960, as a volunteer teacherAfter coming back from his trip, he felt more refresh and vitality got back into his life. So, he tried to give a talk about it in Village Hall and Britain-Burma Society to which Cecil regularly attended the annual meeting of the society at which he could meet his old colleagues.Especially, during his trip, he met his old, intimate friends in Burma and they could recount their good old days. And he also enjoyed visiting new places and meeting new people, too. It enhanced his love for traveling and if he had another chance he determined that he would take a trip again.&nbs
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XIII. Cecil’s visit to Gallipoli in 1970Cecil visited Gallipoli in April 1970 with his friend who used to serve in Burma as the Veterinary, who even took part in Salonika Campaign on the Asiatic shore with 28th Division for Veterinary Officer.They left Victoria by boat train on April 16th. At first, they had a calm Channel crossing and a very rocky night on the train across Belgium, and woke up about Ulm, and reached Munich at 9 a.m.At Munich, Cecil was looking for the office of Europa bus with which they would travel to Istanbul. They saw Rathaus tower and had lunch at the Hofbrauhas where Hitler made his putsch in 1923. They drank excellent beer out of big blue-grey mugs.In the afternoon, they went for a coach driver to visit the Nymphenburg Castle, which is the Residence of the Kings of Bavaria until 1918. They learned that Munchen was told the 3rd largest city in Germany, and it had
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XIV. To Gallipoli (Part-2)At Hill 10, outside the beautifully tended cemetery, Cecil found the gravestones of 4 men of his own battalion. After that, something came into his head and Cecil made his way over rock and scrub to Kiretch Tepe Sirt and Karakol Dagh, at their highest point 600 or 700 feet above sea level, reflecting the event which was left of their Battalion holding the extreme left flank of the British Front Line.On the northern side, the cliffs slope steeply down to the blue waters of the Aegean, with bays of white sand. Cecil found a 1915 Pratt’s 2-gallon petrol tin in which their very tangy water used to be man-handled up to the Front Line, broken pieces of earthenware rum jars on which the letters SRD were still intact. He saw them on his way down.“Ingliz” barbed wire still in use, miraculously not yet rusted, they saw that on their way back to Anafarta. They stopped for tea at a village teashop. The
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At the end of his lengthy recount on the forgotten writer, C.J Richards’ life, U Aung Aye Myint exhaled smoothly in the living room where Lin and Oo were sitting in their seats. It was so true that both of them were lost in the narrative of U Aung Aye Myint who earnestly talked about the less-known British author who ever lived in Burma.In fact, U Aung Aye Myint told them a lot about the author’s life. So, Lin was thankful to U Aung Aye Myint. He understood that if he did not meet U Aung Aye Myint, he could not know about this author.Lin looked at the face of Oo who looked him back. And, Oo asked Lin, “Lin, do you have any questions to ask to U Aung Aye Myint? I think we should give a break to Uncle who talked continuously for nearly a day.”Lin nodded. But, U Aung Aye Myint said after taking some sips of water from a glass of water in front of him, “It’s alright. Don’t worry about me. I am really happy to talk to you
An English Writer PART 3: Revival
Chapter-12018, March, Yangon University, YangonLin thought that he should visit Yangon University after meeting a librarian who told him that he could find old Guardian Magazines at Yangon University library which was one of the best resources for book lovers and researchers.He knew that it was not easy to find those old periodicals in other places these days. If he found them luckily, he would have to pay a high price for them because they became rare. When he left his house, at first, he thought that he took a cab to go there, but he changed his mind because he needed to be thrifty in spending.So, on that day, he took a bus to Hle Dan which was the busiest part of the city. One would find many youths in this area. When he reached the bus stop, he got off the bus and crossed the road to walk towards the main entry gate of the university.Yangon University was very prominent a long time ago. He called
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2018, March, at U Chit Tea Shop, Yangon University Campus When Lin went out of the building and took steps down, at the entrance of the compound he saw Oo and a girl who wore a pink blouse and a pink sarong with floral patterns. They were standing beside a Kankaw (ironwood) tree.The girl had a bun and she seemed a bit pretty in a Myanmar girl’s fashion. She stood very close to Oo. At first, Lin did not realize who the girl was. When he approached them, he saw that it was Pan Che who carelessly lost his poetry book. A faith grimace flickered across Lin’s face.Oo saw the sudden change in Lin’s facial expression, and so, he stepped in and embraced Lin’s shoulder.“Come on, Lin. Don’t stand there like a statue. You know Pan Che, right? She lived near here. I just bumped her at the bus stop when I descended from the bus and I told her that I came down to meet you at the library. She told
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2018, March, Hle Dan Junction, Yangon Lin and Oo followed Pan Che who crossed the road quickly. They saw the famous shopping center called Hle Dan Centre ahead of them. As soon as the traffic lights turned green, cars and buses moved speedily because they had waited for almost ten minutes at the junction.People were walking along the pavements, and some were waiting at the bus stops. Some used the bridge to cross the road, some tried to cross the road without using the bridge. When they reached the corner of U Tun Lin Chan lane, Pan Che said, “Oo, I will call you later. See you. Bye for now.” In a minute she disappeared in the crowd who walked down the lane.At the corner, Lin saw a yogurt cart that sold yogurt on it and its name was Yogurt Seller with A Cart. It was well-known among people. Lin wanted to buy some yogurt for his uncle.He told Oo, “Oo, I want to buy some yogurt for my uncle when I go back home
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2018, April, Sule Shangri-La Hotel Lobby, downtown Yangon An early Monday morning of the first week of April, Pan Che called Oo and inquired him that if he had told Lin about the art and heritage festival and what would be the answer from Lin. Pan Che was anxious to know it because she needed to reply to Eli about it in a couple of days.Oo knew that the job was suitable for Lin because the latter was interested in translation and his eagerness for being a writer who writes in English. He would get much experience and gain some recognition, working as a translator and coordinator for the festival.Pan Che said that if Lin was willing to take part in it, she would arrange the meeting with Eli and Lin somewhere downtown. They could meet at the Sule Shangri-La hotel lobby when things were arranged. Oo replied that he would call her back soon because he needed to ask the confirmation from Lin.As soon as Pan Che hung up, Oo called L
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