N 96 Roots
Part 1
When
a seed is planted the first thing that will happen is roots begin to grow from
it . Only after that the stem, and later leaves will sprout and unfold from it
to become a plant. So it can be said that the root is the basic or origin of a
plant, whereas for people to become someone who we are today, we also have to
have origins or roots, which also means ancestors.
When
we say ancestors we mean ancestors from both the father and the mother. Because
men and all living things cannot be formed from only the male (father ) and
female (mother) . So when we say our ancestors we mean ancestors from both the
father and the mother’s side.
My
mother was from Kunhing, a small village
on the Nampang stream, which is a tributary of the Salween river. Her parents
were originally from Kayhsi Mansam, who
had moved to Kunhing to become hein (headman ) of this village , when their younger
sister became Mahadewi of Merng Nawng. Other relatives also moved there where
the clan became distinquished people.
My
father was from Merng Nai. According to fate I had been close and lived near
relatives from mother’s side in Kunhing, whereas Merng Nai , my father’s
birthplace had been far reaching for me.
My
father’s name was Sao Tun San. He was a second cousin of the Saopha of
Merngnai.I don’t know much about him, but only what I made of him from my
mother’s telling. He was schooled to the 7th standard, but he could
read and write English well. He was intimate with the Haw’s environment and
worked as a clerk once. At one time he
had been a supply officer.
He
read and had a progressive mind, and came to know that the feudal system
existing in the Shan State was not good
for the people. So he became a political activist as a member of the Asian
Youth Association and later of Shan State Freedom Party, which oppose the
feudal lords.During the Panlone conference he was the organizer of these organizations
and was much active.
When
there was a problem about Bogyoke Aung San being the representative of the Shan
State or not he lead a rally in support of General Aung San to show that he
represented the Shan State in Merng Nai.
So
the feudal lords came to hate him intensely and prepared to get rid of him.
Knowing of the danger he and his comrades were facing they tried to flee into
Taunggyi district where the black hands of the feudal lords could not reach
them. But they faced some difficulties in crossing the Pawn Stream at Merng
Pawn, because there were women in their group. He was captured and taken to
Loilem to be jailed there at the police station.
And then one night by the order of the feudal
lords he and one comrade were taken out of the jail, taken in a car and
assassinated at a spot between Loilem and Panglone. How were they killed, the
family never know and their bodies were never found.
According
to what I heard from my mother and some other people my father was a good and
kind man, a straightforward man who cared for the well being of the
proletariat and grassroots people.
I
think he was the same age as General Aung San. So when he was killed in 1948 he
would be only about a few years over 30. I at that time was only 3 years old ,
one brother 2 years and another one nearing to be born. Anyone can imagine the
sorrow and grief my mother had faced during those days.
Merng
Nai, my father’s birthplace.
Now
, years had passed, and we could not know the exact truth about my father’s
assassination. But we bear no grudge on anyone. So when I have to go and check
on the restoration work of the pagodas at Wansing and also my daughter wanted
to visit Merng Nai , we planned a one night visit to Merng Nai.
One
relative Daw Khin Su of Namsang accompanied us with their own car to Merng Nai.
As it is only about 30 miles from Namsang it didn’t take long to reach there.
Daw
Khin Su took us to visit Daw Ah Mar’s house, but there was only on family
member . Nearly all that was left of the once distinquished family had all gone
to stay in big cities like Taunggyi and Yangon.
Merng
Nai haw was sold to the government and now it is being used as a government
office.But we visited the must see emblem of Merng Nai, the copper cow which is
a part of Merng Nai history in the haw ground.
As
for the Sawbwa’s family there is only one household left and that is the 3rd
wife’s who is the only one to be still alive. But we didn’t see her as she had
gone to Yangon We saw only one granddaughter , but could take some photos of
the family members including one which I had wanted to take. The old haw which
I had never seen anywhere.
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