Hard Time by Junior Win

On 1st October 2021, I was going to the 7th Mile Sunlun Gukyaung Vipassana Meditation Monastery to offer some donations towards the building of a Stupas at Sayadaw U Wara’ Resting Place. I hoped my beloved father see me from heaven and say ‘well done’ for my good deeds.

(‘Staring at the door, waiting for opening……”.)

(Nothing does fade in time.)

After my praying and wishing, I bowed down before the Pagoda remembering those to whom I owe respect and gratitude.

(The Pagoda where Sayadaw U Vinaya’s Resting.)

(Still building a Stupa at Sayadaw U Wara’s Resting Place.)(Sayadaw U Wara passed away on 26th August 2021.)

(I have waited for Sayadaw U Wara to show this photo since I found it in the old album, but now just a memory left to me.) (Sayadaw U Vinaya and Sayadaw U Wara in 2007.)

(‘When it’s over so they say, It’ll rain a sunny day.’)

I struck three times the Golden Big Bell shape of a hollow cup which stood near the pagoda, for saying ‘ah-mhya’ (come and share), and expected to all beings who hear it, and to say ‘thar-du’ (well done) with me the merit of my good deeds of today devotions.

(Sunlun yogis generously and spontaneously contributed pouring in towards the building for keeping Buddha Relic, …)

(…….,Now almost finished and well shine!)

Of course, I had not been there since September 2020. Everything around the monastery even a piece of old memory reminds me being missing. The memories, big or small, streaming down my tears. My heart was still hurt. For the first time in my life I was glad to wear masks. Thanks to my sunglasses too. Now I glanced around the monastery for the last time today and went back home before my next teardrop falls.

(“I can see the happy years that faded away by the closing of the door.‘)
(Illustrated by Maung Yit.)