I started to write in 1996. I wrote because I wanted to write. But I did not want to be a writer. I was not sure for my career as a writer that would carry my whole life. At that time, I tried to find the opportunities to get other work that would fit me. But those experiences were hard that drove me to write more and more. After my grandma passed away in 1999, I firstly realized that I had no other work, but to write.
When I was a child, I did not envy my grandma, Khin Myo Chit (writer of Colourful Burma, Anawrahta of Burma, etc). However her books were well-known and received the International interest, I was not proud being a granddaughter of a writer when others took pride in being sons or daughters of doctors, and engineers.
My ambition was to be a teacher like my grandpa, and my father. Grandpa taught English, and my father Mathematician. When I reached the University as a mathematics major student, I thought I would one day become a tutor in the University. The education system at that time around 1995, one had to pass the entrance examination if he or she wanted to be a tutor in the University. All the questions in the entrance examination were useless, and unimportant, because I did not find a single one that was useful in mathematics. Although I failed the entrance examination 3 times, I still did not give up.
Fortunately, the education system was changed in 1998. The entrance tutor examination system was no more. One could apply part-time tutor directly if one had obtained the B.Sc (honors) degree. At that time, I was attending the master classes to get the M.Sc degree. It seemed that I would become a tutor one day.
But when the result was out, I failed again. My fortune did not give a chance to become a tutor in the University. My life for more than 10 years in the University with the hope of tutor was now like a fool’s paradise.