N 95 Paing
Htande
The last time I visited Bagan
was many years ago . I think it was in 2004 , the year Thailand was hit by a
destructive Tsunami. I remember this because when we were in Mandalay at my
niece Nang Mya Win May’s house the event was shown again and again in the news
on TV.
hut ) on our way back.
Paing Htande has been a popular
place like many other attractions
through facebook. It is on the way to Kyaukpadaung , not very far from Bagan.
So not before long we reached the place. The first thing we saw there was the
simple signboard and two tourists buses. On branches of trees that grow in
front of the main hut were hung old birds’ nests for decoration.
On entering the hut which is
roofed with palm leaves I saw some tables occupied by tourists. The tables and
seats are made of crude logs of toddy palms with matted palm leaf coverings.
The tourists are sipping and savouring sweet toddy palm juice with some other
foods.
On the other side of the hut
is the place for displaying and selling of products from this place ,mostly
palm juggery and foods made from it.
As we got farther into the hut
we saw about 3 fireplaces where women were cooking palm juice to make them into
juggery. When the palm juice has become thick due to incessant stirring women
take a small amount of it and roll them in their hands to make a ball which
Burmese people like to eat as dessert after meals.The lump which they take into
their hands is surely hot, but they would be used to it I thought.
My mind wanders to things that
I have seen in TV documentaries. To the making of all kinds of foods such as
cheese, jams, noodles, wines, chocolates, with ultra modern machines and
equipments with the most advanced technologies and I realized how much we were
far behind and are still living in the primitive ages. Hmmm…. better not to
think about our lives, our situation , our country….
In the backyard, at the
farthermost place there are the toilets, clean and usuable, even not modernized
ones. And there are also decorations with umbrellas, some flower beds, a boat,
a cart, some round huts with palm leaf roofing, where people like to take
photos. These are fascinating to the eyes of our people and many are excitingly
taking photos with these backgrounds.
At one place there is a
plaster statue of a Burmese man and not realizing who it is I took a photo with it.
Then I came to the table where
my family had ordered and eating some food .This part is mostly under gourd
vine roofing and we can see big green gourds
dangling from the canopy. We tasted some palm juice and ate some fried
gourd fritters. It did not cost much.
While we were eating I asked some girls who were serving about the
place and came to know about the owner whose name is Paing Ba Kyi. They said
that his statue is over there and then did I realized the statue I had taken
photo with is the owner. I also learned that he lives in the village not far
from there and that he owns toddy palm groves and land around there.At present
he was on pilgrimage with his family. I told them it is a great idea to create
such a rest area to attract people and even tourists who are travelling.
We Myanmar people lacks
creativity and new ideas. When someone starts a new business and it becomes
successful people will try to copy it. So we can see many rest areas like Paing
Htande around Bagan with different decorations now.
And in Bagan I don’t know who
started it . But we can see many places where small puppets are hung from branches
of trees to make the place attractive and so can sell their wares. People just
copy one another’s ideas. A place like Paing Htande would be born out of
somebody’s idea which I think is Paing Ba Kyi’s.I presume he is not an educated
town folk but a simple farmer who had lived in that arid land growing palm
trees and earned his living from them. If some educated businessman from a
large city started a business like this it would not be much unusual , but as a
simple farmer who lives in the
country, his idea is something that
should be acknowledged and appreciated as an entrepreneur.
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