အင္ဒုိႏီးရွား မြတ္ဆလင္ဘာသာ တုိ႔ ဘာသာေရးပြဲေတာ္ ႏွင္႔ ကြ်န္ေတာ္

ဒီေန႔ဟာ ဆုိရင္ အင္ဒုိးနီးရွားမွာ မြတ္ဆလင္ ဘာသာတုိ႔ရဲ႕ ဥပုသ္ထြက္လ ၿဖစ္ပါတယ္။ ၿမန္မာႏုိင္ငံမွာေတာ႔ မနက္ၿဖန္မွ က်ေရာက္မွာ ၿဖစ္ပါတယ္။ မြတ္ဆလင္တုိ႔ရဲ႕ ဤပြဲေတာ္ဟာ ဗုဒၶဘာသာ တုိ႔ရဲ႕ သီတင္းကြ်တ္ပြဲ နဲ႔ ညီမွ် တဲ႔ ပြဲေတာ္ တစ္ခုလုိ႔ လည္း ေၿပာလုိ႔ရမယ္ ထင္ပါတယ္။ ဒီလုိ ေန႔မ်ိဴးမွာ ကြ်န္ေတာ္ အင္ဒုိနီးရွားတုန္းက ၾကဳံခဲ႔တဲ႔ သူတုိ႔ ပြဲေတာ္အေၾကာင္း လြန္ခဲ႔တဲ႔ တစ္ႏွစ္က တင္ထားတဲ႔ ပုိ႔စ္ေလးကုိ အမွတ္တရ ၿပန္တင္ေပးလုိက္ပါတယ္။

အင္း ခုတေလာ ကြ်န္ေတာ္ အင္ဒုိနီးရွားကုိ ေတာ္ေတာ္လြမ္းေနတယ္ဗ်ာ။
ေၿပာရရင္ အင္ဒုိမွာ အခုခ်ိန္က သူတုိ႔ ဘာသာရဲ႕ အထြတ္အၿမတ္၊ ဥပုသ္လရဲ႕ အဆုံးမွာ က်င္းပၿမဲ ၿဖစ္တဲ႔ အီဒူးဗစ္သရီ (Idul Fitri) ေခၚ လဘာရန္ (Lebaran) ပြဲ က်င္းပေနခ်ိန္ေပါ႔။ သူတုိ႔ ေတြ အဲဒီည မွာ ဘုရာေက်ာင္း ပလီေတြမွာ စည္ေတြ မုိးလင္းတီးမယ္။ ကေလး လူၾကီး ေပ်ာ္ရႊင္ၿမဴးၾကတဲ႔ အခ်ိန္။ တခ်ိဴ႕ ၿမိဳ႕ ေတြမွာဆုိရင္ စည္ေတြ တီးၿပီး တၿမိဳ႕ လုံးကုိ ကားနဲ႔ ပတ္ၾကတယ္။
ခ်စ္စရာ ဓေလ႔ ေလး ေတြပါ။ ညေနဆုိရင္ မိဘ၊ ေဆြးမ်ိဴးသားခ်င္းေတြကုိ သြားကန္ေတာ႔ ၾကမယ္။ ကန္ေတာ႔တဲ႔ အခ်ိန္မွာ သူ႕ တုိ႔ က ခု လုိ ေၿပာၾကတယ္။ “Mohon Maaf Lahir Dan Batin” တဲ႔။ ၿမန္မာလိုကေတာ႕ ကာယကံ၊ ၀စီကံ၊ မေနာကံတုိ႔ မွ ၿပစ္မွားမိရင္ ခြင္႔လႊတ္ပါလုိ႔ ေတာင္းပန္ၾကတာေလ။
အိမ္တုိင္းမွာလည္း လာလည္ ကန္ေတာ႔ တဲ႔ သူေတြ အတြက္ စားေကာင္းေသာက္ဖြယ္ေတြ ၿပင္ဆင္ထားၾကတယ္။ လာလည္ ေလွ်ာက္သြားတဲ႔ သူေတြဟာ အဲဒီေန႔ မွာ အားလုံး အ၀တ္အစား အသစ္ေတြ ၀တ္ၾကတယ္။ အားလုံး ဟာ အသစ္ပဲ။
မိသားစုေတြ၊ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေဟာင္းေတြ၊ ဆရာတပည္႔ေတြ ဟာ အဲဒီေန႔မွာ အတူဆုံၾကတယ္။ လြမ္းလုိ႔ မဆုံး၊ ေၿပာလုိ႔ မဆုံးပဲ။ ကြ်န္ေတာ္ကေတာ႔ ကြ်န္ေတာ္႔ ထုံးစံအတုိင္း ေယာင္ေပေပနဲ႔ သူတုိ႔ ၾကားထဲ မွာ ကုိယ္ကုိယ္ကို ႏွစ္ၿမဳပ္လုိက္တာပဲ။ ယဥ္ေက်းမႈ နဲ႔ လူမ်ိဳးေတြ က်ယ္ေၿပာတဲ႔ အင္ဒုိရဲ႕ အေရးပါၿပီး ေပ်ာ္စရာေကာင္းတဲ႔ ဘာသာေရး နဲ႔ ယဥ္ေက်းမႈ ပြဲေတာ္မ်ိဳးကုိ ကုိယ္အဲဒီေရာက္ေနတုန္း လက္လြတ္ခံ လုိ႔ ၿဖစ္ပါ႔ မလားဗ်ာ။
၂၀၀၅ ခုႏွစ္ အီဒူးဗစ္သရီမွာ ကုိယ္က လညး္ အင္ဒုိဘာသာ ကုိ ေၿပာတတ္စ ေၿပာခ်င္လြန္းလုိ႔ လွ်ာယားေနတဲ႔ အခ်ိန္ေပါ႔။ အဲဒီမွာ အိမ္ရွင္သားကုိ သူ႔နဲ႔ အထက္တန္းေက်ာင္းေနေဖာ္ေတြ လာေတြ႔တယ္။ ကြ်န္ေတာ္ကလည္း နဂုိက မွ အသားမည္းမည္း ႏွာေခါင္းခြ်န္ခြ်န္ဆုိေတာ႔ သူ႔သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြ အားလုံး က ကြ်န္ေတာ္႔ ကုိ ပါ ေရာၿပီး “Mohon Maaf Lahir Dan Batin” လုိ႔ ေၿပာၾကတယ္။ ကြ်န္ေတာ္လညး္ ခတ္တည္တည္နဲ႔ ပဲ ရပါတယ္။ ဘာညာဆုိ ၿပီး ၿပန္ တုတ္တာပဲ။သူတုိ႔ ကုိလည္း ခြင္႔လြတ္ဖုိ႔ ၿပန္ေတာင္းပန္ခဲ႔ေသးတယ္။ ဟဲ..ဟဲ.။ ဒီလုိ နဲ႔ အဲဒီညက သူတုိ႔ နဲ႔ အတူ လုိက္လည္ၿဖစ္တယ္။ သူတုိ႔ ဆရာေဟာင္းေတြ ကုိ ႏႈတ္ဆက္ ကန္ေတာ႔တယ္။ သူတုိ႔ အထက္တန္းေက်ာင္းေလး ကုိ လည္း လြမ္းဆြတ္စြာ သြားၾကည္႔ၾကတယ္။ အထက္တန္းေက်ာင္းေလး က သူတုိ႔ ကုိ စိမ္းသလုိ ၿဖစ္ေနၿပီလုိ႔ သူတုိ႔ ေၿပာေတာ႔ ကြ်န္ေတာ္ေတာင္ သူတုိ႔ အစား ၀မ္းနည္းေနမိတယ္ဗ်ာ။ သူတို႔ အတူ ထုိင္ခဲ႔ တဲ႔ အုတ္ခုံေလးကုိ မုိးေပးတဲ႔ ေက်ာင္းေရွ႕ က အပင္ၾကီးလည္း မရွိေတာ႔ ဘူးတဲ႔ေလ။ အားလုံးပဲ။ သူတုိ႔ ဟာ သူတုိ႔ ၿမိဳ႕ ေလး က ေၿပာင္းလဲ သြားတဲ႔ လမ္းေဟာင္းေတြ၊ ေက်ာင္းေဟာင္းေတြ၊ အေဆာက္အဦးေဟာင္းေတြ၊ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေဟာင္းေတြ၊ ရည္စားေဟာင္းေတြ ကုိ အၿပည္႔အ၀ ၿပန္တမး္တၾကတယ္။ အငမ္းမရ ၿပန္လုိခ်င္ ၿပန္ခံစားခ်င္ၾကတယ္။ ခပ္တည္တည္ေနတတ္တဲ႔ သူငယ္ခ်င္း၊စတတ္ ေနာက္တတ္တဲ႔ သူငယ္ခ်င္း၊ မုိက္ကမ္းကမ္း သူငယ္ခ်င္း …စတဲ႔ သူငယ္ခ်င္းအားလုံး ဟာ သူတုိ႔ ငယ္ဘ၀ေတြ ကုိ ပုံသြင္းေပးခဲဲ႔တဲ႔ ဒီၿမိဳ႕ ၊ ဒီေက်ာင္း၊ ဒီလမ္းေတြ ကုိ အမွတ္တရ ရွိေနဖုိ႔ မေၿပာင္းလဲ ေစခ်င္ၾကသလုိ သူတုိ႔ မ်ိဳးဆက္သစ္ ေကာင္းစားဖုိ႔ အတြက္လည္း ေၿပာင္းလဲေနေစခ်င္ၾကတယ္။ ၿမိဳ႕ ေလး ရဲ႕ ေလကို အငမ္းမရ ရႈရႈိက္ၾကတယ္။ စကားေတြ အဆုံးမသတ္နုိင္ေအာင္ ေၿပာတယ္။ ငယ္ငယ္က စားေနက် လမ္းေဘး ေစ်းသည္ေတြ ဆီ မွာသြားစားၾကတယ္။ အဲလုိ နဲ႔ သူတုိ႔ ဇာတိ ၿမိဳ႕ေလး ဟာ အဲဒီည အတြက္ သူတုိ႔ အားလုံးရဲ႕ အ ရွင္ဘုရင္ ေလး ၿဖစ္ေနခဲ႔တယ္။
၂၀၀၆ ခုႏွစ္ အီဒူးဗစ္သရီ မွာေတာ႔ အဲဒီမွာ ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ နဲ႔ အတူ ေက်ာင္းတက္ေနတဲ႔ ၿမန္မာမြတ္စလင္မေလး နဲ႔ အတူ ရုပ္ရွင္သြားၾကည္႔ၾကတယ္။ သူကလညး္ ကြ်န္ေတာ္႔ကုိ လာၿပီးေတာင္းပန္တယ္။ အားလုံး အမွားမ်ား ရွိရင္ ခြင္႔လႊတ္ပါတဲ႔။ ၀မ္းသာ၀မ္းနည္း ပဲဗ်ာ။ ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ ေတြ မ်က္ရည္လည္ၾကရတယ္။ အဲဒီၿမိဳ႕ ေလးမွာ အဲဒီတုန္းက ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ ၿမန္မာေလး ေယာက္ပဲ ရွိတာေလ။ ႏွစ္ေယာက္က ၿမန္မာမူစလင္ ေကာင္မေလးေတြ။ အဲဒီထဲက တစ္ေယာက္ နဲ႔ ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ ေယာက်္ားေလး ႏွစ္ေယာက္ နဲ႔ ကေမၻာဒီးယား တစ္ေယာက္၊ အင္ဒုိ သုံးေယာက္ တအိမ္တည္း အတူေနၾကတာေလ။ ေၿပာမနာ၊ ဆုိမနာပါပဲ။ တကယ္႔ ေမာင္ႏွမေတြပဲေလ။ ၿမန္မာထမင္းဟင္း အတူတူ ခ်က္စားတယ္။ ၿမန္မာသီခ်င္း အတူတူဆုိၾကတယ္။ ပါးကြက္အၾကီးၾကီးေတြ ကြက္ ၊ ၿမန္မာ၀တ္စုံအၿပည္႔ ၀တ္ၿပီး Shopping Center ကုိ အတူတူတက္ခဲ႔ၾကတဲ႔ ေမာင္ႏွမေတြေလ။ အတူတူ ရူးသြပ္ခဲ႔တာပါ။ အဲလုိ ေမာင္ႏွမေတြဆုိေတာ႕ အဲဒီလုိ သူတုိ႔ အတြက္ ထူးၿမတ္တဲ႔ ေန႔ မွာ ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ ပါ ေရာၿပီး က်င္းပေပးတယ္။ အဲဒီေန႔မွာ သူတုိ႔ကုိ ကူၿပီး ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔လည္း သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြကုိ ဖုန္းဆက္၊ ခြင္႔လြတ္ဖုိ႔ ေတာင္းပန္ၾကတယ္။ ၿပီးေတာ႔ သူ႔ကုိ မုန္႔ဖုိးလည္း ေပးရေသးတယ္။ အမွားရွိရင္ ခြင္႔လြတ္ဖုိ႔လည္း ေတာင္းပန္ရတယ္။ ညေရာက္ေတာ႔ အီဒူးဗစ္သရီ အမွတ္တရေပါ႔၊ ၿမန္မာ သီခ်င္းေတြဆုိၾကၿပန္တယ္။ ဂိမ္းေတြေဆာ႕ တယ္။မုိးလင္းပါပဲ။ တရပ္ၿခားမွာ အတူတူေနရတာ အားလုံးဟာ သုိက္သုိက္၀န္း၀န္း စည္းစည္းရုံးရုံးနဲ႔ တကယ္ ေပ်ာ္စရာေကာင္းခဲ႔တယ္ဗ်ာ။
ဒီလုိ နဲ႔ အားလုံးဟာ အီးဒူးဗစ္သရီ ႏွစ္ပတ္ အကုန္မွာ ဘ၀ အတြက္ အၿခားတေနရာကုိ အလုပ္သြားလုပ္ၾကရၿပန္တယ္။ ဆက္လက္ စီးဆင္းရၿပန္တယ္။ ၿမိဳ႕ ေလးကိုလည္း ၀မ္းနည္းစြာ ႏႈတ္ဆက္ၾကတယ္။ ငယ္ဘ၀ေတြကို နွေၿမာစြာနဲ႔ အဲဒီၿမိဳ႕ ေလးမွာ သိမ္းထားခဲ႔ၿပန္တယ္။ ေနာက္ႏွစ္မွာ သိမ္းထားတာေတြ ၿပန္တူးေဖာ္ၾကဦးမွာလည္း ေသခ်ာပါတယ္။
ကြ်န္ေတာ္ေတာင္ အဆင္ေၿပရင္ ေနာင္ အီဒူးဗသရီတခုခုမွာ အဲဒီၿမိဳ႕ ေလးကုိ သြားၿပီး ကြ်န္ေတာ္တုိ႔ ဘ၀ေတြကုိ တူးေဖာ္ၾကည္႔ဦးမယ္ဗ်ာ။

Looking back at a moment in Indonesia

Today, in Indonesia, Muslim are celebrating the Idulfitri (known as Hari Raya Puasa in Singapore and Malaysia). In Myanmar, it will be held tomorrow. Such a festival in Islamic religion may be equivalent to Thadigyut (Festival of Release of Buddhist Lent) in Buddhism. At such time, I would like to recall the memories of Idulfitri while I was in Indonesia by re-posting the post that I posted exactly a year ago.

My mind goes to Indonesia during these days. Exactly speaking I want to experience the Lebaran atmosphere again.

These days are the end of Ramadhan, the holy month for Islamic people –Idul Fitri. The Indonesian version of Idul Fitri is called Lebaran. The “Selamat” in Indonesian language means “Wishing your blessings and good deeds”. So Indonesian people will greet each other “Selamat Lebaran” during Idul Fitri. And they ask for forgiveness. “Mohom Maaf Lahir dan Batin”.

Therefore I would like to greet all my Indonesian friends with:

Selamat Lebaran.

Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin.

You may hear the heart beat of Indonesian people from the music from the drums in every mosque. The atmosphere is so blessed with this kind of drum beat everywhere in the cities. You can hear the drum beat the whole night. (Some of you guys have already experienced it, right?)

It is a lovely custom of Indonesian people that they visit their families, relatives and friends normally on the Lebaran evenings. Everywhere in the atmosphere is filled with “Mohon Maaf, Lahir dan Batin” and “Selemat Lebaran”. People ask for forgiveness if there are some mistakes they have made during the years and the whole life.

The guests are warmly welcomed in every house. The receivers of guests have prepared a lot of food for them. Then they will have their meal together while talking about their past, presence and future related to family members. They recall their happiest memories during their old days.

Children meet parents. Pupils meet teachers. Old friends meet their old friends. I, one of the guys who always want to be totally absorbed in the other cultures, did join the Lebaran activies in Bandung. Of course it is a good chance to participate in such a holy and religious festival in Indonesia while we are there in Indonesia, whose culture and ethnic diversities are so large.

I still remember those Lebaran days in 2005 October. Frankly speaking I began to learn how to speak Bahasa Indonesia at that point. So I did want to test and practice my Bahasa Indonesian skill (although it is so poor until now. he..he..). A lot of friends of my friend, whose mother is our house owner, visited him. They greeted him “Selamat Lebaran dan Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin”. His friends greeted me too since my appearance is so Indonesian, especially so Javanese (as they said later). I had a good chance to practice my Bahasa and did reply in the normal way. After we asked for forgiveness, we became friends. Then I decided to join with them to see how they enjoy the Lebaran atmosphere. They paid respect to their old school teachers and asked for their forgiveness. We went around Bandung. They saw their high school, the roads and streets on which they grew up and became adult, the market, the trees, every building and so on. They even recalled their happy memories with their friends, girl friends. Some were with us now. Some were not. Some were alive, some dead according them. They talked about all of friends, checked whether the trees which span the benches on which they had spent most of their youthful days were still there or not. Some trees were there. Some benches and trees were not. They wanted to keep all these structures and trees to keep their youthful memories. But now they were not there. But of course their youthful days are still there. They didn’t want changes of such buildings to keep them as the reminder of their memories. On the other hand, they wanted to change these structures especially school buildings so that their new generation can make effective use of modern technology and facilities. They inhaled the Bandung air which they had missed the whole year. Once in every year they come to Bandung and inhale it during Lebaran. They would have snacks from roadside sellers whose snacks they had enjoyed during their youthful days (with their friends and girlfriends or boyfriends).

In 2006 Lebaran, we went to the cinema with one of Burmese Muslim friend. She asked for our forgiveness. And we showed our forgiveness by joining her celebration of Lebaran here in Indonesia. There were four Burmese students there at that time. Two of them are Muslim girls. One of them, two of us Burmese guys, one Cambodian, one Lao, three Indonesians stayed together in our house. We all were sisters and brothers. Sometimes we cooked Burmese food (normally if I cook, others can’t eat it), sometimes Lao version of Thai Tom Yam(Hu…when can we have home cook one again..?), quite rarely Cambodian (except our Cambodian friendd is very good at frying eggs as he said during those days). We went shopping center together, celebrated our birthdays together. So we became real sisters and brothers. Therefore we also helped our Burmese Muslim girl to celebrate her Lebaran home away. We joined her to sms our friends to ask for forgiveness. We joined her to ask for forgiveness from her too. During the nights, we sang songs, played games, greeted our house owner in a Lebaran way. Those nights we normally used to stay out. Such times in Indonesia are really memorable for us.

In such way, the end of Lebaran comes again every year. And a current of people will flow back to the other cities where they are settling down and where they have their jobs. Old Bandung people (although some of them still think themselves as Bandungers) say goodbye to Bandung again. And they fold their youthful memories there again in Bandung. And I am sure they will unfold them again next year in the Lebaran.

As for me, if I have a chance, I will also come to Bandung again to dig up my Lebaran memories that I had folded there hopefully in one corner of my life.

Best regards to you all.

And again,

Selamat Lebaran

Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin

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