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I'm on the way to home. There's  no honor to mention . There's  no pride to show . I'm on the way to home. There's no singing birds. There's no dancing bugs. I'm on the way to home. Where my family lives. Where my sanctuary exist . I'm on the way to home. Where my love one wait...........

Mandalay , Myanmar .  City ....no.....a jungle . Get up from the bed with unwanted task. Have your breakfast before you forget to have . Ride your bike "Keep your six scenes open". Straggling in the web to show you're the best . Keep your eyes open before the night pass. This is a life in a city . With small space of personality .

Metal,Rust and Dust ဘ၀ ဆိုဟာ သံေတြလိုပဲ ။ စိတ္ ဆိုတဲ့ ပန္းပဲဖိုမွာ ႀကိဳးစားမွဳဆိုတဲ့ ရိုက္ခ်က္ေတြ မရွိရင္ အလကားပဲ။ ေဒါသ ဆိုတာ သံေခ်းလိုပဲ။ မင္းပို ေဒါသ ျဖစ္ေလ မင္း ဘ၀ ပိုၿပီး ဆိုး၀ါးေလပဲ။ အခ်ိန္ ဆိုတာ သဲေတြလိုပဲ။ သံုးတက္လွ်င္ ေရႊ မသံုးတက္လွ်င္ အမိႈက္သာသာပါပဲ။ LIFE is like METAL. It's useless when they are not forged with imagination and desire. ANGER is like RUST. More angry you are , more damage you made yourself. TIME is like DUST. Time is precious when you make them count . Time is useless when you wast them .