A RECALL
Be Strong, My Son
Now in Cambodia... Hardly have a new post as the freakingly slow internet is always killing me.
Emm yeah want to recall last week 3-day trip to Siem Reap. I'd got only half a day though to observe and study those beautiful carving on the temple wall. Okie i tell u: this observation's a small research for my future project that i'll never ever tell you unless u bribe me.
Hey amazing... i keep saying amazing... wonderful, marvelous, incredible.. What else can i say? I really cannot imagine how this beauty comes about. I wonder if i'm really a son of these superextraordinary people. A mountain of ugly giant stones can be piled up and decorated to be gorgeous highsky temples that those in the west at the time couldn't open their eyes and the same now couldn't have a word to say.
It was really breathtaking when the wall of the temple suddenly immersed from the jungle in front of my bicycle. It was not my first time there. But i did enjoy getting to the place. It is motivating and inspiring. You know how i feel when i'm realizing myself i'm a son of these people.
Now that my nation's in the backyard of the race.. i'm praying in every step i move. I was saying.. "i want to be your next one", and the 4 giant faces were smiling at me with a cold breeze running into my ears. And i can hear the sound; The sound of the wind saying "BE STRONG, MY SON". It’s truly magical if you know and if you believe.
With this always in my head, my heart held its beating and my brain split up to think. Along the road in the bus, thoughts were just flowing in a flush. A tire was flat and the downpour was just to start. It was a last reminding of the day.
Back in Phnom Penh, I said my last word to my father “I will pursue your greatness. And be with me”.
(From a son of the old empire)
You should have this motivation as a son of this great nation. This nation is not supposed to be in this state of living. We’re born to be successors and pursuers of the great and retrievers of everything we’ve lost.
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A DAYDREAMER, A FOOL AT THE BACK DOOR.. Father, if u ever heard what i had said. I know you don't believe me yet, still i will proceed. I always sleep upright coz you make me so. Many wrinkles on your forehead, but at least you still smile. I wish you could open your eyes. I really wana show u i can do it and i'm doing it. Pls be with me always-
Fake Me!
- Khemara Phoumirak ខេមរា ភូមិរក្ស
- A bumpy road full of sadness and desperation. A real fight with what ppl call "destiny". Key: we'll never down if we have a real drive, a life motivation. It's a belief, not in any imaginary GODS, but in ourselves. A belief that leads to the exploration of our true potentials.
Dirty Agenda
@Preserve Khmer cultural identity
@Rebuild the glory of the great Khmer empire
@I mean Khmer. The Khmers!
inspired by an old tale.
@Rebuild the glory of the great Khmer empire
@I mean Khmer. The Khmers!
inspired by an old tale.
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{with you all the time}
That's a very nice topic that u shared with us. Of cos we who a next Khmer genaration should not let our ancestors used to be well-known down without taking care of what they have done for us until now. We must(should) try our best to dig out all talents and to seek our potential to build up on what we have alr had n what we a going to have. And we makes it...Keep going on what you a believing in and do it man... U can do it!
ReplyDeleteLove your writing. Esp the part that you hear the word from 4 Giant face, Bayon (i believe). It sorts of well, you really hear it. Keep up with what you are doing. I know you'll do it well just like our ancestor did ;)
ReplyDeletecool dude.. we must make it. not only me, but u, u all.. we must make the past alive, our job.
ReplyDeleteThanks samphors for a very nice comment.. and that encouragement will keep me move on and ahead. we'll do it.