There Must Be No Concessions.

I've heard too much of peace and calmness of the people of Cambodia while the Thais have been barking even onto of our faces. I can't believe that we've learnt a lot, or too much, from a great peaceful wisdom.

I've been so upset to read about history coz it just hurts my feeling... why my people were so weak to have these enemies invade and take over the land.

But now I'm in the kind of those situations.. I kinda understand the reason.. why. The Khmers are always ready to give, to make concession... almost all become Bhudda. At least several of friends i've talked to regarding the issue (or even me sometimes).

The Thais have no shame or offend to be called a robber, a thief, or a tiger... The Khmers are ready to give..to be a little peaceful deer.

Everyone loves their people and their land.. but the problem is they love themselves more than anything else.. Nothing wrong there. But imagine.. we are trying to study to enjoy our lives while those people are fighting off the war for nothing but $20 a month to support their family. Nothing wrong here either coz they're just different ways of making a selfish living. Such a shame on me. I've been calling these fighters as cowards.

But when asked if i'm ready to serve in the battle, i feel i have too much opportunity costs to do so. I'm afraid I die in the battlemountain. Emm.. looking forwards to the payoff of our opportunity costs..

My men... and my ladies... probably each of us should bear some responsibility.. protecting the land you're born in for that it is the land that those many fighters bled all their blood to make a mark.. Kampuja. I call for a National Service for every man and woman in Cambodia. So that I won't lose my opportunity cost to go to the war and die. I hope to know how hard it is just to protect and build the glory of a nation.

Father...

My Preah Vihear... Cambodia

My land.. the land my father built up... has been recroached over again and again. I don't know if it can last. I'm nothing...

It's always good to stay in peace and walk together as brothers, but it's not and will never be the case. As far as i remember from father; we can only enjoy our peace when we are strong and able to guard and protect ourselves.

The Khmers!... the Cambodians, the people of Kampujesda, we need to prepare ourselves... It's time to take on training... serving in national services. We are now weak, so weak and have been weak and fragile for several centuries... some time ago, our Kampuja disappeared on the world map. My father alerted me long before that. I Lost.

My father treasured peace and he wouldn't return to rebuild the glory anymore.. he's enlighted. He told me simply: Protect the legacy of the land and people of Kampujesda... and I remember his last word upon his leaving: Be strong, my son.

Emm... father!

(Pls take some time to read it.)
http://www.preah-vihear.com/ = The Disputed Area with Map
http://www.icj-cij.org/docket/index.php?sum=284&code=ct&p1=3&p2=3&case=45&k=46&p3=5 = UN International Court of Justice Rulings

Wana sleep... but this stings my eyes... very much.