tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76635728610095457572012-01-25T16:34:51.277-08:00Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-10869970908373262052007-12-01T01:13:00.000-08:002007-12-01T03:16:49.436-08:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >.....One day , a woman told her daughter " When ur boyfriend try to put his hand into ur bra , u must tell him Don't ! And when he try to put his hand to ur pussy , tell him Stop !". Then 3 days later, the girl came back home in torn clothes. When her mother saw her,</span> <span id="fullpost"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >. " What happened to u ?? Didn't</span></span><span style="font-size:+0;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" > u tell him what i told u !??? " cried the mother. And the daughter said " Mom, I don't know what should i tell cos he put his hands into my bra and my pussy at the same time. So I said <span style="color:#ff0000;">don't stop</span> , <span style="color:#ff0000;">don't stop</span> ! " </span></span><span style="font-size:+0;"> </span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-1086997090837326205?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-83968836711739383282007-09-22T01:59:00.000-07:002007-09-24T00:27:00.673-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ကၽြန္ေတာ္ blog စေရးျဖစ္တဲ့အဓိက တရားခံကေတာ့ <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ေတဇာ၀င္း </span>ဆိုတဲ့ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ရဲ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေၾကာင့္ျဖစ္ပါတယ္ ။ တစ္ေန႕ သူနဲ႕ကၽြန္ေတာ္ gtalk မွာေတြ႕ေတာ့ သူက ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကို သူ႕ရဲ႕ blog address ကိုေပးပါတယ္။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္လည္း ၀င္ၾကည့္တယ္ ။ ဘာဘာညာညာေပါ့ ။ ကုိယ္သိသေလာက္ေလးေတြ ၊ ကိုယ့္ခံစားခ်က္ေလးေတြကို blog ေပၚကိုတင္ခ်င္လာတယ္ ။ အဲဒီမွာ blog ပိုးဟာ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကိုယ္ထဲကို စီး၀င္ေနၿပီ ။အဲဒါနဲ႕ ေတဇာ၀င္း ကို အပူကပ္ၿပီး ေတာ့ blog လုပ္နည္းကိုအစ္ေတာ့တယ္ ။ အဲဒီေကာင္ကလည္းမညည္းမျငဴေျပာျပပါတယ္ ။ အဲဒါကကၽြန္ေတာ့္ blog ရဲ႕ေျခလမ္းအစေပ့ါ ။</span><span id="fullpost"><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ေနာက္ေတာ့အခက္ အခဲေတြေတြ႕တယ္ ။ သူကကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကို အေတာ္ကိုကူညီပါတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ blog က blog ေပါက္စျဖစ္လာခ်ိန္မွာ မႏၱေလးမွာ World Blog Day အတြက္ Blog For All seminar ကိုက်င္းပပါတယ္။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္လည္း သူ႕ေက်းဇူးေၾကာင့္ ထိုပြဲကို blogger တစ္ေယာ္ကအျဖစ္သြားႏိုင္ခဲ့တယ္ ။ အဲဒီပြဲၿပီးတဲ့ေနာက္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္အသိေတြအမ်ားႀကီးရခဲ့တယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ blog အဲဒီေတာ့မွ အေတာ္ကေလးကို လိုေသးေၾကာင္းသိရတယ္ ။ အဲဒီပြဲကိုဦးစီးက်င္းပသူမ်ားထဲမွ တစ္ေယာက္အပါအ၀င္ျဖစ္တဲ့ <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ဆာဘ</span> ကလည္း ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကိုေနာက္ပိုင္းအေတာ္ကိုေျပာျပခဲ့ပါတယ္ ။ အဲဒီေနာက္မွာေတာ့ ကၽြန္ေတာ့ blog ကအေတာ္ကိုအေျခေနေကာင္းလာပါတယ္။ ဒါေပမယ့္ အေတာ္ကိုလိုအပ္ေနတာကိုေတြ႕ရပါတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္လည္းအတတ္ႏိုင္ဆံုးႀကိဳးစားဆဲပါ ။ ေၾသာ္.. ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေျပာဖို႕တစ္ခုက်န္ခဲ့ပါတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ ရဲ႕ blogger ညီအစ္ကိုေမာင္ႏွမေတြကလည္း အကူအညီတစ္ခ်ဳိ႕ေပးခဲ့ပါေသးတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကို <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ကူညီခဲ့သူမ်ား</span> (ကၽြန္ေတာ္ဧ။္ေက်းဇူးရွင္မ်ား) ကိုဒီပို႕စ္ေလးနဲ႕ ေက်းဇူးတင္ေၾကာင္း ေျပာပါရေစဗ်ာ .</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-8396883671173938328?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-42416847502927759722007-09-20T01:14:00.002-07:002007-09-21T06:26:03.473-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ကၽြန္ေတာ္ဒီလိုျဖစ္ရပ္မွန္၀တၱဳတိုေလးေတြမေရးခင္မွာခ်င္တာေလးေတြရွိပါတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္အခုေရးမယ့္၀တၱဳက(ေနာက္တင္မယ့္ပို႕စ္က) လုပ္ၾကံဇာတ္လမ္းမဟုတ္ပါဘူး ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ကိုယ္တိုင္ၾကံဳခဲ့တဲ့ သူငယ္ခ်င္းမပီသတဲ့ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြအေၾကာင္းပါ။ နာမည္မ်ားလည္းမတူပါဘူး ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္စိတ္ကူးထဲက နာမည္မ်ားသာျဖစ္ပါတယ္ ။ တိုက္ဆိုင္မႈ႕ရွိလွ်င္ခြင့္လြတ္ေပးၾကပါလို႕။ ေနာက္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္က စာေရးဆရာလည္းမဟုတ္ပါဘူး ။ ဒီပို႕စ္ေလးကို ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ဘ၀ရဲ႕အမွတ္တရအျဖစ္တင္ရတာပါ. စာေရးဟန္မလွတာေတြ လွတာေတြကၽြန္ေတာ္နားမလည္ပါဘူး ။ အားလံုးကို အနည္းဆံုးအပ်င္းေျပေစမယ္ဆိုလွ်င္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ဒီပို႕စ္ကိုတင္ရက်ဳိးနပ္ပါၿပီ ။ </span><span id="fullpost"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-4241684750292775972?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-13703258250249092412007-09-14T04:18:00.000-07:002007-09-15T02:23:02.939-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ဒီေန႕ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ရဲ႕အျဖစ္ေလးကို နဲနဲေလာက္ေျပာျပခ်င္ပါတယ္ ။ ကံေကာင္းလို႕မေသေကာင္းေပ်ာက္ေကာင္းဗ်ာ ။ ဒီေန႕ကြၽန္ေတာ္ကို ကြၽန္ေတာ့္အစ္ကိုက က်ဴရွင္လိုက္ပို႔တယ္။ က်ဴရွင္ကို ဆိုင္ကယ္နဲ႕ ၃၁ လမ္းကေနသြားတယ္ ။အဲဒီလိုအသြားမွာ</span><span id="fullpost"> <span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ေကာင္မေလးတစ္ေယာက္ (ေက်ာင္းသူေလးပါ ၊ ၃-တန္းေလာက္ပဲရွိမွာပါ) လမ္းမကိုေသခ်ာမၾကည့္ပဲရုတ္တရက္ လမ္းမေပၚကိုထြက္လာတယ္ ။ ကြၽန္ေတာ္တို႕ ဆုိင္ကယ္ကလည္း သာမန္ေလာက္ပဲေမာင္းလာလို႕ေတာ္ ေသးတာေပါ့ဗ်ာ ။ ေျခေထာက္ကိုတိုက္မိသြားတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ဘာမွမျဖစ္လို႕ေတာ္ေသးတာေပါ့ဗ်ာ ။ မဟုတ္လို႕ကေတာ့ ဒီကေကာင္ေတြ ေမာ္စကို ကိုေရာက္ေနေလာက္ၿပီ ။ ကြၽန္ေတာ္ေျပာခ်င္တာက မိဘေတြက ကိုယ့္သားသမီးေတြကို လမ္းမေပၚမွာဒီအတိုင္းပဲ လြတ္ထားၾကတယ္ဗ်ာ ။ ၃-တန္းဆိုတဲ့အရြယ္က ကေလးပဲရွိေသးတယ္ ။ ၿပီးေတာ့ ဘာမွသိပ္ၿပီးသိေသးတဲ့အရြယ္မဟုတ္ေသးဘူး ။ ေနာက္ၿပီး ကြၽန္ေတာ္တို႕ ဆိုင္ကယ္ေမာင္းတဲ့သူေတြအေနနဲ႕လည္း သတိနဲ႕ေမာင္းေတာ့ ေတာ္ရံုဆို ဘာမွမျဖစ္ေတာ့ဘူးေပါ့ဗ်ာ ။ ကြၽန္ေတာ္အဲဒီလိုျဖစ္ခဲ့တဲ့ျဖစ္ရပ္ေလးကို နမူနာယူစရာရွိယူရေအာင္ ေျပာျပတာပါ ။ </span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-1370325825024909241?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-46482082394982267832007-09-12T22:46:00.001-07:002008-12-11T19:17:40.121-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5udI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7uRUtMbxa2o/s1600-h/ATT427195.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5udI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7uRUtMbxa2o/s320/ATT427195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109564091164899794" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReSL5ueI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7OXSIns4pFY/s1600-h/ATT427228.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReSL5ueI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7OXSIns4pFY/s320/ATT427228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109564095459867106" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReSL5ufI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r9obvgumN78/s1600-h/ATT427216.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReSL5ufI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r9obvgumN78/s320/ATT427216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109564095459867122" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5ubI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZOlnvJtA9BQ/s1600-h/ATT427149.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5ubI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZOlnvJtA9BQ/s320/ATT427149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109564091164899762" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5ucI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4qI2k--i6kM/s1600-h/ATT427204.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RujReCL5ucI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4qI2k--i6kM/s320/ATT427204.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109564091164899778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 300;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >... ပညာရွင္မ်ားက ဒီလိုတြက္ၾကပါတယ္ ။ :D မိတ္ေဆြတို႕လည္း နည္းယူလို႕ရတာေပ့ါဗ်ာ ။ သူငယ္ခ်င္းတစ္ေယာက္က mail ထဲကိုပို႕လိုက္တာ သေဘာက်လို႕ တင္လိုက္တာပါ ။ :D </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-4648208239498226783?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-3754277689497297232007-09-11T23:22:00.000-07:002008-12-11T19:17:40.887-08:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >... မန္းၿမိဳ႕အနီးတစ္၀ိုက္က ႐ႈ႕ခင္းမ်ားကိုတင္ျပလိုက္ပါတယ္ဗ်ာ ။</span> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI3iL5uWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JJOdAk-4MHU/s1600-h/111_1167.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI3iL5uWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JJOdAk-4MHU/s320/111_1167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202789926025570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ဒီ႐ြာေလးကအေတာ္သာယာတယ္ဗ်ာ။ အဲဒါကၽြန္ေတာ့္အစ္ကိုသြားလည္တာ ။ မႏၱေလးနားကပဲဗ် ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေသခ်ာျပန္ေမးလိုက္အံုးမယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္လည္းသြားလည္မလို႕ ။ </span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI3yL5uXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DaDOeT-qnlU/s1600-h/111_1165.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI3yL5uXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DaDOeT-qnlU/s320/111_1165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202794220992882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >လူသြားလမ္းေလး ။ မိုက္တယ္ေနာ္ ! </span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4CL5uYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ys0vQZSNUN0/s1600-h/111_1150.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4CL5uYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ys0vQZSNUN0/s320/111_1150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202798515960194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ေက်းလက္ဆည္းဆာ ။ သဘာ၀ဆည္းဆာအလွေပါ့ ။ </span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4SL5uZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9F34ATRFYtc/s1600-h/111_1148.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4SL5uZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9F34ATRFYtc/s320/111_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202802810927506" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4iL5uaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aW3k4tJ97mk/s1600-h/111_1143.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4iL5uaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aW3k4tJ97mk/s320/111_1143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202807105894818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >မႏၱေလးနားက႐ြာေလးပဲဗ် ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေတာ့မေရာက္ဖူးေသးဘူး ။ </span> </div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4SL5uZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9F34ATRFYtc/s1600-h/111_1148.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/RueI4SL5uZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9F34ATRFYtc/s320/111_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109202802810927506" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ဒီပုံေတြက ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အစ္ကို ေလွ်ာက္လည္တုန္းက႐ိုက္ခဲ့တာဗ် ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္တစ္ခ်ဳိ႕ေနရာေတြမသိဘူး ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ဒီ႐ႈ႕ခင္းေလးေတြက လွေတာ့ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ေဘာ္ေဘာ္ေတြလည္း ခံစားရေအာင္လို႕ တင္လိုက္တာပါ ။</span> <span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-375427768949729723?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-90459579169794481902007-09-11T22:11:00.000-07:002008-12-11T19:17:41.801-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2siL5uRI/AAAAAAAAADk/79tMSbdDYC0/s1600-h/MdyHill%26Moat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2siL5uRI/AAAAAAAAADk/79tMSbdDYC0/s320/MdyHill%26Moat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109182809738164498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ေ႐ြမန္းေတာင္ႏွင့္ မန္းက်ံဳး</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2syL5uSI/AAAAAAAAADs/9jnJZ5ZglLo/s1600-h/106_0626.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2syL5uSI/AAAAAAAAADs/9jnJZ5ZglLo/s320/106_0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109182814033131810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ေရြမန္းေတာင္ေပၚမွ(အေရွ႕ေတာင္ဖက္သို႕)</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2syL5uTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OvWT_Jm5TLY/s1600-h/107_0746.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2syL5uTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OvWT_Jm5TLY/s320/107_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109182814033131826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ေရြမန္းေတာင္ေပၚမွ(အေနာက္ေျမာက္ဖက္သို႕)</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2tCL5uUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vyaIZsULLHM/s1600-h/107_0757.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2tCL5uUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vyaIZsULLHM/s320/107_0757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109182818328099138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >လြမ္းေမာဖြယ္ရာေတာင္တန္းျပာ</span> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2tSL5uVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EThy0UYHv1c/s1600-h/105_0556.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rud2tSL5uVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EThy0UYHv1c/s320/105_0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109182822623066450" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > စစ္ကိုင္းတံတားႏွင့္ေစတီမ်ား</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-9045957916979448190?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-22568081861766630652007-09-11T00:51:00.000-07:002007-09-11T02:26:33.282-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ေလာကႀကီးကတစ္ကယ္မမွ်တဘူးဗ်ာ ။ က်ားကိုသတ္ေတာ့ လူေတြေကာင္းဖို႕အမဲလိုက္တယ္တဲ့ ။ က်ားကျပန္သတ္ေတာ့ က်ားဆိုးတယ္တဲ့ ။ ဆရာ၀န္ေတြ ပါရဂူေတြ သုေသတီေတြက စပ္စုေတာ့ ရွာေဖြတာတဲ့ သာမန္အရပ္သူ အရပ္သားေတြ စပ္စုေတာ့ စပ္စုတယ္တဲ့ ။ ကိုယ့္ဘာသာကို ေအးေအးေဆးေဆး လူေတြနဲ႕ အေရာမ၀င္ေတာ့ မာနႀကီးတယ္တဲ့ ။ ေရာေရာေႏွာေႏွာေနျပန္ေတာ့ ငေပါႀကီးတဲ့ ။ လုပ္စရာရွိတာေတြကိုကိုယ့္ဘာသာကိုလုပ္ေတာ့ ခ်ီးက်ဴးခံရေအာင္ ဟန္ေဆာင္ေနတာတဲ့ ။ ဘာမွမလုပ္ပဲ ေရသာခိုေတာ့လည္း ငပ်င္းတဲ့ ။ ဘာလုပ္လုပ္ ဘယ္လိုေနေန အေျပာမလြတ္ အျပစ္မလြတ္ေတာ့ ဘာလုပ္ရမယ္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္လည္းမသိေတာ့ဘူးဗ်ာ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-2256808186176663065?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-22834761013778820602007-09-11T00:08:00.001-07:002007-09-17T06:37:38.013-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > .ကၽြန္ေတာ္က လူေတြကို အက်ဳိးႃပုမယ့္ မီးပံုေလးတစ္ခုကိုေမြးခဲ့တယ္ ။ အဲဒီမီးပံုေလးေဘးကို ကၽြန္ေတာ့္သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြကိုလည္း ဖိတ္ေခၚခဲ့တယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြက ကၽြန္ေတာ္နဲ႕မသိတဲ့ သူတို႕ရဲ႕သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြကိုလည္း ထပ္ၿပီးေတာ့ ဖိတ္ေခၚခဲ့တယ္ ။ အခုေတာ့ ... မီးပံုေလးေဘးမွာ လူေတြအရမ္းမ်ားသြားၿပီ။ မီးပံုေလးအတြက္... မီးပံုေလးအတြက္အႏၱရာယ္ ျဖစ္ႏိုင္တယ္ ။ ေနာက္ဆံုးေတာ့ အလိုက္သတိနဲ႕ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ကိုတိုင္ပဲ မီးပံုေလးကိုၿငိမ္းသတ္လိုက္ပါတယ္ ။ မီးပံုေလးေရ.... ငါ့ကိုခြင့္လြတ္ပါကြာ ..။ အနာဂတ္တစ္ေနရာမွာ ျပန္ဆံုပါရေစလို႕ ဆုေတာင္းရင္း......... ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-2283476101377882060?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-39064574720313951002007-09-09T23:46:00.000-07:002007-09-10T00:01:19.760-07:00<div style="text-align: left;">If your father is a poor man, </div>it is your fate but, if your father-in-law is a poor man, it's your stupidity. ........ I was born intelligent - education ruined me. ......... Practice makes perfect But <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nobody's</span> perfect. so why practice? ......... If it's true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the others here for? ......... Since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak. ......... How come "abbreviated" is such a long word? ......... Money is not everything. There's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mastercard</span> & Visa. .......... One should love animals. They are so tasty. .......... Behind every successful man, there is a woman And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two. .......... Every man should marry. After all, happiness is not the only thing in life. ......... The wise never marry. and when they marry they become otherwise. ......... Success is a relative term. It brings so many relatives. ........ Never put off the work till tomorrow what you can put off today. ........ "Your future depends on your dreams" So go to sleep ......... There should be a better way to start a day Than waking up every morning .......... "Hard work never killed anybody" But why take the risk ........ "Work fascinates me" I can look at it for hours ........ God made relatives; Thank God we can choose our friends. ......... The more you learn, the more you know, The more you know, the more you forget The more you forget, the less you know So.. why learn. .......... A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.... what more can I say........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-3906457472031395100?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-77819263363572312852007-09-09T03:55:00.000-07:002007-09-09T23:46:39.994-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ...လူေတြက ဘီလူးေတြနဲ႕ တစ္ျဖည္းျဖည္းတူလာပါၿပီ ။ အခုကၽြန္ေတာ္ေျပာခ်င္တာ ဂ်ပန္ျပည္ကလူေတြ လူသားစားေနၾကၿပီဗ် ။ ေအာက္က link မွာၾကည့္လိုက္ ပါဗ်ာ ။ လူသားေတြကို ေအးေအးေဆးေဆး စိမ္ေျပနေျပနဲ႕ သတင္းစားဖတ္ရင္းေတာင္မွေရာင္းေနလိုက္တာ ။ လူလူခ်င္းစားရတာကိုသူတို႕တစ္ေတြ အရသာေတြ႕ေနၾကၿပီနဲ႕ တူပါတယ္ ။ လူသားကခ်ဳိတယ္လို႕ေတာ့ၾကားဖူးတယ္ ။ မိတ္ေဆြတို႕လည္းသတိထားၾကပါဗ်ာ ။ </span> http://www.twbbs.net.tw/1628823.html<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-7781926336357231285?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-61911125515476443102007-09-09T01:28:00.000-07:002007-09-09T02:21:33.960-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ...ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အေဖက ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကိုဆုံးမတယ္ " ငါ့သား night club တို႕ KTV တို႕ကိုမသြားနဲ႕ ။ အဲဒီကိုသြားရင္ မင္း မျမင္သင့္တာေတြကို ျမင္ရလိမ့္မယ္ ။ မသြားရဘူး ။ ၾကားလား ? " ကၽြန္ေတာ္ကလည္း မိဘကတားျမစ္ေတာ့ မေကာင္းမွန္းလည္းသိေတာ့ မသြားျဖစ္ပါဘူး ။ တစ္ေန႕ က်ေတာ့ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္သူငယ္ခ်င္းေမြးေန႕ သူကကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ကို night club ကို ေခၚသြားပါတယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အေဖ ေျပာတာေသြးထြက္ေအာင္မွန္တယ္ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္မျမင္သင့္တာကို ျမင္ခဲ့ရတယ္ဗ် ။ club အေပါက္၀မွာ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အေဖကိုသူ႕သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြနဲ႕ ....... ။ ရယ္ေမာျခင္းျဖင့္ဘ၀ အေမာကိုေျဖႏိုင္ၾကပါေစ ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-6191112551547644310?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-65065967142595234212007-09-07T02:17:00.000-07:002008-12-11T19:17:44.636-08:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ေ႐ြမန္းရဲ႕အလွအပ ျမင္ကြင္းမ်ားကို စုစည္းၿပီးတင္ျပလိုက္ပါတယ္ဗ်ာ ။</span> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0iL5uNI/AAAAAAAAADE/-Wh7nYTWpXE/s1600-h/105_0575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0iL5uNI/AAAAAAAAADE/-Wh7nYTWpXE/s320/105_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109179648642234578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ဒီဘုရားကိုဘယ္လိုအမည္တပ္သလဲကၽြန္ေတာ္မသိဘူးဗ် ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ အလြန္ေအးခ်မ္းတယ္ အဲဒီနားတစ္၀ိုကကိုမွာ ။ အဲဒီနားကိုေရာက္ရင္ ခံစားမႈတစ္မ်ဳိးခံစားရတယ္ ။</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0yL5uOI/AAAAAAAAADM/MkY-7WN8eCs/s1600-h/105_0583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0yL5uOI/AAAAAAAAADM/MkY-7WN8eCs/s320/105_0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109179652937201890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ီ ဦးပိန္တံတားမွာေရကူးၾကတယ္။ ေပ်ာ္စရာႀကီး !</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0yL5uPI/AAAAAAAAADU/rZcG7hvsJRs/s1600-h/105_0578.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz0yL5uPI/AAAAAAAAADU/rZcG7hvsJRs/s320/105_0578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109179652937201906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ဦးပိ္န္တံတားေပၚမွ ေက်ာင္းသားေလးမ်ား </span> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz1CL5uQI/AAAAAAAAADc/RahzRSQ_soo/s1600-h/SggBridge.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x69Cw3yN3Rs/Rudz1CL5uQI/AAAAAAAAADc/RahzRSQ_soo/s320/SggBridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109179657232169218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >စစ္ကိုင္းတံတားႀကီးရဲ႕အလွ</span> </div><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > </span> <span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > </span><span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-6506596714259523421?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-48087097170355714502007-09-04T22:09:00.000-07:002007-09-04T22:44:34.448-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > .မိတ္ေဆြတို႕ စိတ္ကူးယဥ္ေကာင္း ယဥ္ဖူးၾကပါလိမ့္မယ္ ။ စိတ္ကူးယဥ္တယ္ဆိုတာ စိတ္အပန္းေျဖနည္းတစ္မ်ဳိးပါ။ ပိုက္ဆံလည္းမကုန္၊ ကိုယ့္စိတ္ထဲမွာ ကိုယ္ေတာ့ ဘုရင္လည္းျဖစ္လို႕ရတယ္။ အမ်ဳိးမ်ဳိးေပ့ါ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ အခ်ိန္ကုန္တယ္။ စိတ္ကူးယဥ္လြန္းရင္မေကာင္းတဲ့ ပံုျပင္ေလးေျပာျပခ်င္တယ္ဗ်ာ ။ ေတာ္ေတာ္မ်ားမ်ား ၾကားဖူးၿပီးသား ျဖစ္ေလာက္ပါတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ မသိေသးေသာသူမ်ားကို သိေစလိုေသာရည္႐ြယ္ခ်က္နဲ႕ ဒီ post ကိုတင္လိုက္တာပါ ။.......... တစ္ခါတုန္းက ႐ြာတစ္႐ြာမွာ ဆင္းရဲသားေလးတစ္ေယာက္ရွိတယ္ ။ အဲဒီဆင္းရဲသားေလးက အရမ္းကို ဆင္းရဲလြန္းတယ္။ သူ႕ဆီမွာ ပိုင္ဆိုင္တာဆိုလို႕ ဖန္ခြက္ေလးတစ္ခုပဲရွိတယ္။ ဆင္းရဲသားေလးက သူအရမ္းကိုခ်မ္းသာခ်င္တယ္ ။ အဲဒီေတာ့ဖန္ခြက္ေလးကို ၾကည့္ရင္း သူက ခ်မ္းသာႏိုင္မယ့္ နည္းလမ္းေတြကို စဥ္းစားတယ္ ။ စဥ္းစားရင္းကေန စိတ္ကူးယဥ္မိသြားတယ္ ။ သူ႕စိတ္ကူးထဲမွာ သူက သူ႕ရဲ႕ဖန္ခြက္ေလးကို အျမတ္တင္ၿပီးေရာင္းလိုက္တယ္ ။ အဲဒီအျမတ္နဲ႕ ဖန္ခြက္ေနာက္တစ္လံုး၀ယ္တယ္ ။ ထပ္ေရာင္းတယ္ ။ အဲဒီလိုနဲ႕ သူ႕ရဲ႕စိတ္ကူးယဥ္ကမၻာထဲမွာ သူက တစ္ျဖည္းျဖည္းနဲ႕ ခ်မ္းသာလာတယ္ ။ ေနာက္ သူက ဖန္ခြက္အေရာင္းအ၀ယ္လုပ္တဲ့ သူေဌးႀကီးျဖစ္သြားတယ္။ သူရဲ႕ စည္းစိမ္ေတြအရမ္းမ်ားတဲ့အတြက္ ဘုရင့္ဘဏၭာေတာ္ ထက္ေတာင္မ်ားေနေတာ့ ဘုရင္ႀကီးကေတာင္သူ႕ ကို ဘုရင့္သမီးေတာ္နဲ႕ လက္ထပ္ေပးလိုက္ရတယ္ ။ သူကိုေန႕စဥ္ေန႕တိုင္း ဘုရင့္သမီးေတာ္က ေရဆက္ရတယ္ ။ အဲဒီ ေရဆက္လာတဲ့ ဘုရင့္သမီးေတာ္ကို မေက်နပ္တာနဲ႕ လက္နဲ႕လွမ္းၿပီး ပါး႐ိုက္လိုက္တယ္။ အဲဒီမွာသူ႕ေရွ႕မွာတင္ထားတဲ့ ဖန္ခြက္ေလးက ကြဲသြားတယ္။ ေနာက္ဆံုးသူ႕ဆီမွာ ဘာမွမရွိေတာ့ဘူး ။ ... မိတ္ေဆြတို႕ဒီပံုျပင္ကိုဖတ္ၿပီးသခၤန္းစာယူႏိုင္ၾကပါေစလို႕ ဆုေတာင္းရင္း ...... ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-4808709717035571450?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-4030441706535675532007-09-04T22:07:00.000-07:002007-09-04T22:08:21.426-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American, "You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven't even met once.We call this arranged marriage.I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love...I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems." The American said, "Talking about love marriages...I'll tell you my story. I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. "After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law. My daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son i.e. my brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand father and I am my own grandson. And you say you have family problems................Gimme a break </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-403044170653567553?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-15328752847952193732007-09-04T02:38:00.000-07:002007-09-10T00:05:54.356-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ အခုအခ်ိန္က မိုးရာသီပါ။ မေန႕က မႏ ၱေလးမွာမိုး ရြာတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္စိတ္မေကာင္းဘူးဗ်ာ ။ တစ္ကယ္ပဲ ။ အခု ကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ ပူလို႕ မိုးရြာဖို႕ေတာင့္တၾကတယ္။ မိုးရြာေတာ့ ေပ်ာ္ၾကတယ္ ။ အဲဒါက မသိေသးလို႕ေပ်ာ္ၾကတာပါ ။ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ အဲဒီမိုးေတြက ေျမာက္၀င္႐ိုးစြန္းက ေရခဲေတာင္ေတြ အရည္ေပ်ာ္ၿပီးရြာတဲ့ မိုးေတြဗ် ။ ေရခဲေတာင္ေတြ အရည္ေပ်ာ္ရာကေန တစ္ဆင့္ရြာသြန္းတာေကာင္းသလားဗ်ာ ? ေရခဲေတာင္ေတြ အရည္ေပ်ာ္၊ ပင္လယ္ေရမ်က္ႏွာျပင္ႃမွင့္တက္၊ ကုန္းနိမ့္ပိုင္းေတြေရလႊမ္း၊ ဆန္ေရစပါးရွားပါး၊ လူေတြေသ ။ ေတြးၾကည့္ရင္ ေနာင္ျဖစ္လာမယ့္ အက်ဳိးအဆက္ ေတြက ေၾကာက္ခမန္းလိလိ ။ ယခုေခတ္ ကမၻာႀကီးပူေႏြးလာပါၿပီ ။ အဲဒါကို လူသားတိုင္း ကာကြယ္ရမည့္ ၀တၱရားရွိတယ္ ။ တစ္ဦးတစ္ေယာက္စီ ကာကြယ္သြားရင္ နည္းနည္းေလးမ်ား အမ်ားႀကီးစုလိုက္ေသာအခါ အင္အားႀကီးလာတဲ့သေဘာပါပဲ ။ ဒါေၾကာင့္ ခင္ဗ်ားတို႕ ကၽြန္ေတာ္တုိ႕ ရဲ႕ပတ္၀န္းက်င္ကို ခင္ဗ်ားတို႕ ကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ကိုယ္တိုင္ ထိန္းသိမ္းၾကပါလို႕ တိုက္တြန္းႏိုးေဆာ္လိုက္ပါတယ္ ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-1532875284795219373?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-4538188307425610692007-09-03T21:04:00.000-07:002007-09-10T03:41:45.082-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" >ကၽြန္ေတာ္ဆိုတဲ့ေကာင္က ဟိုစပ္စပ္ ဒီစပ္စပ္နဲ႕ ကဗ်ာဆရာလိုလို သီခ်င္းေရးဆရာလိုလို ။ အဲဒီလို လိုလိုေတြမ်ားေနတာဗ် ။ တစ္ခါတစ္ခါစိတ္ေပါက္ရင္ ကဗ်ာေရးတယ္ ။ တစ္ခါတစ္ခါ စိတ္ေပါက္ရင္ ၀တၱဳဆန္ဆန္စာေတြေရးတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ အဲဒါေတြအားလံုးက အေဟာင္းဆိုင္ကိုေရာက္သြားတယ္ဗ်ာ ။ အခု blog ရွိေတာ့ အဆင္ေျပတာေပါ့ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ေရးခ်င္တာေတြ လူေတြကို တစ္ေယာက္စီ လိုက္ျပစရာမလို ေတာ့ပဲ blog ေပၚတင္ထားတာနဲ႕ အဆင္ေျပသြားတယ္ ။ blog ေတြရွိတာအသိေနာက္က်လိုက္တာဗ်ာ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ အခုသိေတာ့လည္း အဆင္ေျပသြားတာေပါ့ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ blog မွာ အားလံုးကိုစံုေအာင္တင္မယ္ဗ်ာ ။ ေဆးပညာဆိုင္ရာ အေၾကာင္းအရာေတြက်န္ေနေသးတယ္ဗ် ။ ေခတ္ေပၚ အသံုးေဆာင္ေတြေတာ့မတင္ေတာ့ဘူးဗ်ာ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္မေသခ်ာေသးပါဘူး ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္မွာအခ်ိန္ရွိမယ္ဆိုရင္ေတာ့ တင္ျဖစ္မွာပါ ။ အတိတ္ကိုျပန္ၿပီးေတာ့ တူးဆြ တာေတာ့မဟုတ္ဘူးေပါ့ ။ သမိုင္းက ေၾကာင္းအရာေတြကို ေနာင္လာေနာက္သားေတြသိေအာင္လို႕ ျပန္လည္တင္ျပရမယ္မဟုတ္လား ? ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အေၾကာင္းေတြထပ္တင္ခ်င္ေပမယ့္ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ဦးေလးကေျပာတယ္ဗ် ကၽြန္ေတာ့္အေၾကာင္းေတြကို detail မတင္နဲ႕တဲ့ ။ အႏၱရာယ္မ်ားတယ္တဲ့။ အဲဒါေၾကာင့္သိပ္မတင္ေတာ့ပါဘူး ။ ဟဲ.. ဟဲ... တင္ရင္ လည္း ေကာင္းတာေလးေတြပဲ တင္ေတာ့မယ္ ။ လူေကာင္းေလးလို႕ပဲထင္ေအာင္လို႕ေပါ့ဗ်ာ ။ :P လူတိုင္းမေကာင္းႏိုင္ပါဘူးဗ်ာ ။ အဲဒါကေတာ့အမွန္ပဲ ။ ဘယ္သူမွျငင္းလို႕မရဘူး ။ ကုတ္ကျမင္းေတြဆို ပိုဆိုးေပါ့ ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-453818830742561069?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-3143393756438242122007-09-01T22:45:00.000-07:002007-09-03T23:06:29.738-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ blogger ဆိုၿပီးေတာ့သာနာမည္ခံတာ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ဘာမွသိပ္မသိပါဘူးဗ်ာ ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ၃၁- ရက္ေန႕က က်င္းပတဲ့ blogger day seminar ကိုသြားလိုက္တာ တစ္ကယ္ဗဟုသုတရတယ္ဗ်ာ ။ blog ဆိုတာကို နည္းနည္းပါးပါပိုၿပီး သိခဲ့တယ္။ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ mdy မွာ world blod day ကိုလုပ္တာ ဒါကပထမဦး ွဆံုးအႀကိမ္ပါ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ နည္းနည္းပါးပါးပိုသိခဲ့တယ္ ။ အဲဒီသိသေလာက္ေလးကို ေဖာက္သည္ခ်ပါရေစဗ်ာ ။ blog ရဲ႕ long form ကေတာ့ Web Log ျဖစ္ပါတယ္ ။ blog ကို ကၽြန္ေတာ္တို႕ မ်ားေသာအားျဖင့္ google က blogger.com ကေနလုပ္ၾကတာမ်ားပါတယ္ ။တစ္ခ်ဳိ႕ blog လုပ္တဲ့ site ေတြလည္းရိွပါတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ google ကလူသံုးပိုမ်ားတာေပါ့ ။ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ google က blog site ကို တစ္ျခား company က၀ယ္လိုက္တာပါ ။ နာမည္ေတာ့ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေမ့ေနတယ္ ။ ေနာက္မွ ေမးၿပီးေဖာ္ျပပါမယ္ ။ ယေန႕အခ်ိန္ထိ blogger ေပါင္း သန္း ၇၀-ေက်ာ္ ရိွေနပါၿပီ ။ တစ္ခ်ဳိ႕လည္းအဲဒီေန႕ blog seminar ၿပီးမွ blog ေရးခ်င္စိတ္ေတြ တစ္ဖြားဖြားေပၚလာၿပီး ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ကိုေမးတဲ့ လူေတြလည္းရိွတယ္ဗ် ။ Blog ကို မိတ္ေဆြတို႕ရဲ႕ e-mail ကေနတစ္ဆင့္လည္း posting လုပ္လို႕ရပါတယ္ ။ blog အစားစား ရိွတယ္ဗ် ။ အႏုပညာ(art)ဆိုင္ရာ blog ဆိုရင္ Artlog ။ ဓာတ္ပံု(Photo)ဆိုင္ရာ blog ဆိုရင္ Photolog ။ ရုပ္ရွင္(Movie)ဆိုင္ရာ blog ဆိုရင္ Vlog ။ အဲဒီလိုအစားစားရိွတယ္ဗ် ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္ blog ကိုေတာ့ အားလံုးပါတဲ့ general blog ျဖစ္ေအာင္လုပ္မယ္လို႕စိတ္ကူးတာပဲဗ်ာ (စိတ္ကူးသာရွိတာပါဗ်ာ) ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေျပာတာတစ္ခ်ဳိ႕က်န္ခဲ့လိမ့္အံုးမယ္ဗ် ။ ေနာက္မွအဆင္ေျပသလို ထပ္ၿပီး ျဖည့္တာေပါ့ဗ်ာ ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-314339375643824212?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-83956375295321123022007-08-29T22:26:00.002-07:002007-08-30T04:01:56.719-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ငါ့မ်က္၀န္းထဲက မ်က္ရည္ေတြက မင္းရဲ႕အခ်စ္ကိုငါ ငတ္ေနေၾကာင္း အေကာင္းဆံုးသက္ေသေတြပဲ ဒီလိုနဲ႕ ဆက္ေနေနခဲ့တယ္ မေပ်ာ္တဲ့ဒီဘ၀မွာ အေဖာ္မဲ့ခဲ့ညေနေတြလည္း ခ်ေရလို႕ေတာင္မွမရေလေတာ့ ခဏေနဆို ..... ငါ ....... ဘ၀ေနကြယ္ေတာ့မယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ငါ့ကို ...... ေနာက္ဆံုးအခ်ိန္ထိ ေမွ်ာ္လင့္ျခင္း အလင္းေရာင္ေလးနဲ႕ ရွင္သန္ေနခြင့္ေလးေတာ့ေပးပါဟာ ။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-8395637529532112302?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-50568682769330032162007-08-29T21:16:00.000-07:002007-08-29T21:35:06.560-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ကလိတတ္သမွ်ေလးေတြကို နဲနဲေလာက္ ေဖာက္သည္ခ်ခ်င္ပါတယ္ ။ မိ္တ္ေဆြတိို႕အတြက္ သိၿပီးသားလည္းျဖစ္ႏိုင္ပါတယ္ ။ မည္သို႕ပင္ျဖစ္ေစ ကၽြန္ေတာ့္blog မွာတင္ျပမည္ဟု ဆံုျဖတ္ၿပီး ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ဒီ post ကိုတင္ရျခင္းျဖစ္ပါတယ္ ။ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ ဒါက shutdown အလြယ္တစ္ကူလုပ္နည္း ျဖစ္ပါတယ္။ အဲဒါကို ေနာက္အျမင္တစ္မ်ဳိးဘက္က ၾကည့္လိုက္ေတာ့ေနာက္တစ္မ်ဳိးျမင္ရပါတယ္ ။ အဲဒီအျမင္ႏွစ္မ်ဳိးစလုံကုိ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ တင္ျပသြားပါမယ္။ ပထမဦးစြာ မိတ္ေဆြရဲ႕ desktop ေပၚမွာ right-click ႏွိပ္ၿပီးေတာ့ new ထဲက shortcut ကိုေရြးလိုက္ပါ။ အဲဒီမွာ create shortcut ဆိုၿပီးေတာ့ box တစ္ခုက်လာပါလိမ့္မယ္ ။ အဲဒီအထဲမွာ shutdown -s -t 0 ကိ္ုရိုက္ထည့္လိုက္ပါ ။ ၿပီးေတာ့ ok ကိုေရြးလိုက္ပါ ။ ေနာက္တစ္ဆင့္မွာ folder name ကိုေတာင္းပါလိမ္မယ္ ။ အဲဒီမွာ မိတ္ေဆြက shutdown လို႕ရိုက္လိုက္ပါ ။ ၿပီးလွ်င္ finish ကိုေရြးလိုက္ပါ ။ အဲဒါဆိုလွ်င္ မိတ္ေဆြရဲ႕ desktop ေပၚမွာ icon ေလးတစ္ခုအျဖစ္ေတြ႕ရပါလိမ့္မယ္ ။ အဲဒီ icon ေလးေပၚကို right-click ႏိွပ္ၿပီး properties ကို၀င္လိုက္ပါ။ properties ထဲကိုေရာက္လွ်င္ change icon ဆိ္ုတာကိုေရြးလိုက္ပါ ။ box တစ္ခုက်လာပါလိမ့္မယ္ ။ အဲဒီ box ကို ok ပဲႏွိပ္လိုက္ပါ ။ ၿပီးေတာ့ မိတ္ေဆြ shutdown icon ပံုေလးကိုေရြးလိုက္ပါ ။ အဲဒါဆိုရင္ မိတ္ေဆြရဲ႕ computer ကိ္ုအလြယ္တစ္ကူ shutdown လုပ္လို႕ရပါၿပီ။ ေနာက္တစ္မ်ဳိးကေတာ့ နဲနဲ ယုတ္ပတ္တယ္ဗ် ။ user ကို မိမိရဲ႕ computer ေၾကာင္သြားတယ္လို႕ကိုထင္ေစပါတယ္ ။ အေရွ႕ကေဖာ္ျပခဲ့တဲ့အတုိုင္း လုပ္ေဆာင္ၿပီးေတာ့ icon ပံုစံေရြးတဲ့ေနရာမွာ folder ပံုစံေရြးလိုက္ပါ ။ ၿပီးေတာ့ folder name ကို စိတ္၀င္စားစရာေကာင္းေအာင္ Don't Open တို႕ Don't delete တို႕ ေပးလိုက္ပါ ။ အဲဒါဆိုရင္ျမင္တဲ့သူတစ္ခ်ဳိ႕ကစိတ္၀င္စားစြာ ဖြင့္ၾကည့္ပါလိမ့္မယ္ ။ အဲဒီႏွစ္ခုရဲဲ႕ကြာျခားခ်က္ကို ေသခ်ာၾကည့္ရင္ေတာ့သိႏိုင္တယ္ဗ် ။ မိတ္ေဆြတို႕ စမ္းသပ္ၾကည့္ၾကပါလို႕ တိုက္တြန္းပါရေစ ။ ေကာင္းတဲ့ဘက္ကေနစမ္းသပ္ၾကည့္ခိုင္းတာပါဗ်ာ ။ :D အခ်ိန္တိုအတြင္းမွာ အလုပ္လည္း မရႈပ္ပဲ computer ကိုပိတ္ႏိုင္ေစခ်င္တဲ့ ရည္ရြယ္ခ်က္နဲ႕ ဒီ post ကိုတင္ရျခင္းျဖစ္ပါတယ္ဗ်ာ ။ <span style="font-style: italic;"></span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-5056868276933003216?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-13670501225131295342007-08-26T04:08:00.000-07:002007-08-27T20:14:29.534-07:00<span style="font-weight: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" lang="MY" > ေမွ်ာ္သာေမွ်ာ္မထူးေလသည္ ေပၚမလာေတာ့ရူးေနသည္ အလြမ္းအဆိပ္နဲ႕လူးေနသည့္ ျမားတစ္စင္းကစူးေနသည္။ ဘာဆက္လုပ္ရမယ္မသိေတာ့၊ မင္းအဖက္မလုပ္ေပမယ့္ မင္းေဘးမွာရိွေနခြင့္ေလး လုိခ်င္တာ ငါ့ကိုၿငိဳျငင္မလား ? ခင္မင္တာကိုအခြင့္ေကာင္းယူမိတဲ့ ငါ့ကိုဘယ္လိုထင္မလဲ ? အခ်စ္နဲ႕စစ္မွာမတရားတာမရိွဘူးဆိုလည္း ငါကအရႈံးဘက္မွာပဲ ေနမွာပါ ။ ဘာျဖစ္ျဖစ္ျပံဳးလ်က္ပဲ အမုန္းနတ္ရဲ႕အၿငိဳးနဲ႕ ထိုးႏွက္ခဲ့တဲ့ ဒဏ္ရာက အဖန္တစ္ရာမကေသႏိုင္တယ္ ။ ျပန္ကာမရေနႏိုင္တဲ့ တစ္ခ်ိန္က သူငယ္ခ်င္းအျဖစ္ကိုငါ တေနခဲ့။ ဘ၀ေတြလည္း ကြာျခားေနတဲ့အတြက္ ငါမရေနတဲ့ မင္းရဲ႕အခ်စ္ကို တစ္ပါးသူ ရယူသြားလည္း ေက်နပ္စြာနဲ႕ ေနခဲ့မွာပါ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ တစ္ေန႕ မင္းေလာကႀကီးနဲ႕ရန္ျဖစ္၊ အားလံုးကမင္းကို ပယ္ပစ္ခဲ့တဲ့အခ်ိန္.. ငါ့ ရင္ခြင္တံခါးက မင္းအတြက္ အၿမဲဖြင့္ထားပါတယ္။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-1367050122513129534?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-74676978574986417292007-08-22T20:17:00.000-07:002007-08-22T20:29:46.209-07:00* 10th Grade * As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me.She was my so-called "best friend". I stared at her lovely face, nicestyle, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she hadmissed the day before, and I handed them to her, She said "thanks" andgave me a kiss on the cheek. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't knowwhy? * 11th Grade * The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears,mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As Isat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing shewas mine.After2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me akiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don'twant to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. * Senior Year * The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" shesaid; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go to together just as "best friend". So we did.Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her frontdoor step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me withher crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!"and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her , I want her toknow that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why !? * Graduation Day * A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it wasgraduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle upon stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn'tnotice me like that, I knew it.Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, andcried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you are my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on thecheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to bejust friends, I love her but I'm just too shy , I don't know why? * A Few Years Later * Now I sit in the pews of the Church. That girl is getting married now.I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married toanother man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "youcame!".She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her , Iwant her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. * Funeral * Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my"best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me likethat, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that Idon't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!I wish I did too…I thought to my self, and I cried. I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u Dear Friends…It's not a story, If you love someone, then do let the person know, before it's too late.It's better to let the person know, rather than hurting yourself, seeing him/her with someone else. So what if, he/she has someone else in him/her life? The most important thing is that; let him/her be aware that u too love him /her. That's more important.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-7467697857498641729?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-70638136452276503232007-08-22T01:27:00.000-07:002007-08-22T02:07:57.368-07:00<a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/29671567/1/161415921"><img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/76/51/29671567/1_161415921m.jpg" border="0"/></a> <span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" > ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ စိတ္ကူးယ်ာဥ္အိမ္ေလးထဲမွာ ပန္းဥယ်ာဥ္ေလးတစ္ခုရွိတယ္။ ပန္းဥယ်ာဥ္ေလးဆိုတဲ့အတိုင္း ပန္းပင္ေလး တစ္ပင္ပဲရွိတယ္ဗ်။ အဲဒီပန္းပင္ေလးကို ကြၽန္ေတာ္ ေရေလာင္းတယ္၊ ေပါင္းသင္တယ္၊ ေျမၾသဇာေကြၽးတယ္၊ လွလွပပ ပြင့္ဖူးေအာင္ ပိုးသတ္ေဆးလည္းျဖန္းတယ္။ ဘက္ေပါင္းစံု၊ နည္းလမ္းေပါင္းစံုကေန ျပဳစုေစာင့္ေရွာက္ခဲ့တယ္။ အခုပန္းပင္ေလးက လွပတဲ့၊ ေမႊးပ်ံတဲ့ ပန္းေလးတစ္ပြင့္ ပြင့္လာၿပီ။ ခ်ဴလိုသူေတြ၊ ပန္လိုသူေတြ ၀ိုင္း၀ိုင္းလည္ေနၾကၿပီ။ ဘယ္သူမ်ားခူးသြားမလဲလို႕ ကြၽန္ေတာ့္မွာ အရိပ္ တစ္ၾကည့္ၾကည့္နဲ႕ ၾကည့္ေနရတယ္။ ဒါေပမယ့္လည္း ေနာက္ဆံုးေတာ့ ပန္းေလးက သူႏွစ္လိုသူရဲ႕ ရင္ခြင္ထဲကို ေၾကြက်မွာပဲေလ။ ေနပူမေရွာင္ မိုးရြာမေရွာင္ ျပဳစုယုယခဲ့တဲ့ ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ကို လူေတြက ပန္းမပန္လိုက္ရလို႕ ရႈံးတယ္လို႕ေျပာၾကလိမ့္မယ္။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ကြၽန္ေတာ္မရႈံးပါဘူး။ ဥယ်ာဥ္မႈးတစ္ေယာက္ရဲ႕ပီတိကို ကြၽန္ေတာ္ရလိုက္ပါတယ္။ </span><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-7063813645227650323?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-6551354599309066312007-08-21T03:39:00.000-07:002007-08-22T20:36:40.492-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >A student asks a teacher, "What is love?" The teacher said, "in order to answer your question, go to the padi field and choose the biggestpadi and come back. But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick."The student went to the field, go thru first row, he saw one big padi, but he wonders....may be there is a bigger one later. Then he saw another bigger one... but may be there is a even bigger one waiting for him. Later, when he finished more than half of the padi field, he start to realize that the padi is not as big as the previous one he saw, he know he has missed the biggest one, and he regretted !!!! So, he ended up went back to the teacher with empty hand.The teacher told him, "...this is love... you keep looking for a better one, but when later you realize, you have already miss the person...." "What is marriage then?" the student asked.The teacher said, "in order to answer your question, go to the corn field and choose the biggest corn and come back. Put the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick."The student went to the corn field, this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake, when he reach the middle of the field, he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfy, and come back to the teacher.The teacher told him, "this time you bring back a corn.... you look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get.... this is marriage </span><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-655135459930906631?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-69996751865245063482007-08-18T02:01:00.001-07:002007-08-22T02:29:52.175-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ကြၽန္ေတာ္တို႕ရဲ႕ဘ၀ေတြက တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ ဖဲသမားလက္ထဲက ဖဲခ်ပ္ေတြလိုပါပဲ။ ေနာက္ဖက္ကၾကည့္ရင္ အားလံုးက အတူတူပါပဲ။ လွန္ၾကည့္ရင္ေတာ့ နံပါတ္ေကာင္းမေကာင္း အေပၚမွာမူတည္တယ္။ နံပါတ္ေကာင္းတဲ့သူေတြကေတာ့ ကံေကာင္းၿပီးေတာ့ သက္သက္သာသာနဲ႕ဘ၀ကို ေလွ်ာက္ရတယ္။ </span> <span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >နံပါတ္မေကာင္းတဲ့သူေတြကေတာ့ ကံဆိုးမႈေတြသာမ်ားၿပီး ခက္ခက္ခဲခဲဘ၀ ကိုေက်ာင္းရတယ္ ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ စိတ္ဓါတ္က်ဖို႕မလိုပါဘူး။ ဖဲမေကာင္းတာက ကုလားဖန္ထိုးတဲ့သူည့ံလို႕ပါ။ ေကာင္းတဲ့ဖဲကိုရေအာင္ ကုလားဖန္ေကာင္းေကာင္းထိုးေပးရလိမ့္မယ္ ။ ကံေကာင္းတယ္ မေကာင္းဘူးဆိုတာ ကုလားဖန္ထိုးတဲ့သူအေပၚမွာ အမ်ားႀကီးသက္ေရာက္ပါတယ္။ ကြၽန္ေတာ္တို႕ကုလားဖန္ေကာင္းေကာင္းထိုးၾကပါစို႕။ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-6999675186524506348?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-27498192698123092772007-08-17T05:05:00.000-07:002007-08-18T00:08:24.992-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ကြြၽန္ေတာ္သိတတ္စအရြယ္ကတည္းက ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ကိုကြၽန္ေတာ္ ထိန္းေက်ာင္းခဲ့ပါတယ္။ ကြၽန္ေတာ့္အိမ္နဲ႕ ေက်ာင္းက မႏ ၱေလး အေခၚ ငါးျပေလာက္ေ၀းတယ္ဗ်။ ေန႕တိုင္းေက်ာင္းကို ေျခလ်င္သြားတယ္၊ ေန႕လည္ထမင္းျပန္စားတယ္၊ ညေနလည္းေျခလ်င္ျပန္တယ္၊ </span><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ကြၽန္ေတာ္စက္ဘီးကိုစျပီးစီးတတ္တာ ၈-တန္းအရြယ္မွာဗ် ။ ဒီလိုပဲက်ဴရွင္သြားတယ္။ ေက်ာင္းကိုေတာ့ ေျခလ်င္ပဲသြားတယ္။ ၁၀-တန္းၾကေတာ့ အေဆာင္ေနတယ္၊ အေဆာင္မွာ လူဆိုးစာရင္း </span> <span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >၀င္တယ္ဗ်။ Top Ten ထဲသာမ၀င္တယ္ ၊ လူဆိုးစာရင္းမွာေတာ့ ထိပ္ကပဲ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ကြၽန္ေတာ္ဆယ္တန္းကိုထူးထူးခြၽန္ခြၽန္ေျဖဆိုႏိုင္ခဲ့တယ္။ ဒီလိုပဲဆယ္တန္းေျဖျပီးေတာ့အႀကီးအက်ယ္ ဂေလရိုက္ပြဲႀကီးက်င္းပၾကတယ္။ ခရီးေတြလည္းထြက္တယ္။ ေသာင္းက်န္းတာမွစံုေနတာပဲ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ကြၽန္ေတာ္ အသိဥာဏ္မနည္းပါဘူး ။ ေယာက်ာ္းေလးပဲ အရက္ေသာက္တယ္(တစ္ခါတစ္ေလ) ၊ အေပ်ာ္ဖဲရိုက္တယ္ (လူစံုရင္) ၊ ရန္ျဖစ္တယ္(စိန္ေခၚတဲ့သူရိွရင္) ၊ အိမ္ျပန္မအိပ္ျဖစ္ဘူး(သီခ်င္းတိုက္္တဲ့ေန႕)။ </span><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >ေဆးလိပ္ဆိုလည္းေသာက္လုိက္တာပဲ၊</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" > လူငယ္ဆိုေတာ့လက္တည့္စမ္းခ်င္တာေပါ့။ ဒါေပမယ့္ မိန္းမေတာ့ေရွာင္တယ္ဗ်ာ။ </span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >အဲဒါတစ္ခုေတာ့လက္တည့္စမ္းရဲ႕ဘူးခင္ဗ်။ ေတာ္ၾကာေန ဘ၀ပ်က္သြားမွ ဟုတ္ေပ့ျဖစ္ေနအံုးမယ္။ အခုအရြယ္ထိကြၽန္ေတာ္ကိုယ္ကြၽန္ေတာ္ထိန္းသိမ္းခဲ့တယ္ ။ ထိန္းသိမ္းထားဆဲပဲ။ ေနာင္လည္းဆက္ၿပီးထိန္းသိမ္းထားႏိုင္မယ္ထင္ပါတယ္ဗ်ာ။ </span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >ကြၽန္ေတာ္ကလူငယ္ဆိုေတာ့ ဆိုးတယ္၊ ေပတယ္၊ ေတတယ္၊ ေလတယ္၊ မိုက္တယ္၊ ပြင့္လင္းတယ္</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >၊ သ</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >ူမ်ားေတြလို ုေကာင္မေလးေတြေရွ႕တစ္မ်ဴိး၊ ေဘာ္ဒါေတြေရွ႕ၾကေတာ့တစ္မ်ဴိး၊ မိန္းမလိုမိ္္န္းမရေတာ့မလုပ္တတ္ဘူးဗ်ာ။</span></span></strong> <strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" >ကြၽန္ေတာ္ထင္တယ္၊ ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ကိုၾကည့္မရတဲ့သူ၊ ေခ်ာင္းရိုက္ခ်င္တဲ့သူက ကြၽန္ေတာ့္ကိုခင္တဲ့ ခ်စ္တဲ့ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြထက္ မ်ားေလာက္တယ္ဗ်။ ဘာလို႕လဲဆိုေတာ့ ကြၽန္ေတာ္ကနည္းနည္းတစ္ဇြတ္ထိုးဆန္တယ္။ ေျပာရဆိုရလက္ေပါက္ကပ္တယ္။ စိတ္ထဲရိွရင္ရိွတဲ့အတိုင္းေျပာခ်တတ္တယ္ဗ်။ မိတ္ေဆြလည္းကြၽန္ေတာ္နဲ႕ခင္မယ္ဆိုလည္းၾကည့္ၿပီးေတာ့ဆက္ဆံဗ်ာ။ ေတာ္ၾကာေနမိတ္ေဆြကေန ရန္သူျဖစ္သြားအံုးမယ္ ။ :D ဘာပဲျဖစ္ျဖစ္ေလ လူဆိုတာ ကိုယ္အားကိုယ္ကိုးၿပီး ဘ၀ကိုေလွ်ာက္ရမွာပဲေလ ။ </span></span></strong> <strong><span style="font-family:Zawgyi-One;"><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-size:small;" ></span></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-2749819269812309277?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-28044407436335104192007-08-16T04:50:00.000-07:002007-08-16T05:03:43.987-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >မိုးရြာထဲမွာငါရပ္ေနခဲ့မိတယ္ ေတမိလို ေမးလာတဲ့စကားေတြကိုႀကိဳးစားၿပီးေျဖၾကည့္ဖို႕ အေျဖမရိွလို႕ မင္းစိတ္နဲ႕ငါ့ရဲ႕ကိုယ္ လမ္းေလွ်ာက္ရင္ေျမမထိသလို အသိေတြ႕ရင္ရယ္ျပဖို႕ ငါ့ရဲ႕သြားေတြစိဖို႕ မလြယ္ေတာ့ဘူး။ ခ်စ္ခဲ့တဲ့ငါ့အခ်စ္ကမငယ္ေတာ့ဘူး ၊ တစ္ကယ္ေတာ့ရူးတာပါပဲ၊ ငါယံုၾကည္ေနခဲ့တယ္ တစ္ေန႕ေတာ့ထူးလာမွာပဲ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ငါမျမင္ခဲ့တာတစ္ခုကိုမွတ္မိခဲ့တယ္၊ ထာ၀စဥ္ပဲ ငါလာရင္မဲ့ကာအရူးလိုရပ္ၾကည့္ခဲ့တဲ့မင္းရဲ႕အသက္မပါတဲ့မ်က္ႏွာေပၚကမ်က္စိပဲ ။ </span><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-2804440743633510419?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-38055288022227027022007-08-15T22:36:00.000-07:002007-08-16T05:10:19.038-07:00The Sun rises in the east , that is the truth ! The Sun goes down in the west , that is the truth ! Everybody must die sometime down the road , that is the truth ! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nowaday</span> , water flooding takes place all over the world , that is the truth ! Nobody knows what is love, that is the truth ! Money can't make everything , that is the truth ! But Money is second GOD , that is the truth ! We have to lead our own life, that is the truth ! That's why never give up the challenges of the world !! Face it !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-3805528802222702702?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663572861009545757.post-66940677437995840262007-08-15T05:18:00.000-07:002007-08-22T02:24:58.013-07:00<span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" >ခင္မင္တာတစ္ခုတည္းနဲ႕ရင္ခြင္မွာစူးႏွစ္ခဲ့တဲ့ ဒီဆူးတစ္ေခ်ာင္းကိုနင္ျမင္မွာလား ?ဆင္က်ီစားတာဆိတ္မခံသာသလို နင္က်ီစားတာက်ိတ္ခံတာဒီရင္ကဒဏ္ရာက သိပ္မတန္ပါဘူး မင္းအတြက္ ၊ လူတကာကနင္းျဖတ္သြားတဲ့မလွပတဲ့ရသနဲ႕အညတရငါက မင္းအတြက္ လင္းလက္တဲ့ ၾကယ္မျဖစ္ေတာင္ တစ္ကယ္ခ်စ္တဲ့ငါ့အခ်စ္ကိုသိေစခ်င္တယ္ သူုငယ္ခ်င္းရာ။ (သူငယ္ခ်င္းမေလးတစ္ေယာက္သို႕ ထာ၀ရ အမွတ္တရ) </span><span lang="MY" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 500;font-family:Zawgyi-One,ZawgyiOne,Zawgyi1,Verdana;font-size:small;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7663572861009545757-6694067743799584026?l=winphyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Win Phyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634101428128831383noreply@blogger.com1