When injustice becomes law, resistance is duty. As we try to participate in the normal life of the city, we have become the watchers of the world, where love is separated and punished.
As time passed, I started to miss my family and mom’s house more, and I learned to plan more systematically to make the next mission more effectively. I can’t tell whether it’s day or night, but I’ve learned to keep a series of profiles in my brain so that I don’t have to search for my name and lifestyle every time I wake up. As long as I was still breathing, every second was fully aware and precious.
Who can believe that in Yangon’s suburbs, where there are plenty of places to eat, you have money and you are starving for days? From the best hotels to the garbage bins of the neighborhood, who can believe that they have spent the night? We may have come to your house to clean or deliver items. Just like I used to push a garbage cart with a dustpan and walk around the back alleys of the neighborhoods. Also I used to go around the whole city in a car.
As I used to support the daring words of those who hide their fists in the blanket while living comfortably. For some people who are afraid of losing their nation, they obeyed the law of Tatmadaw is mother, Tatmadaw is father, and I had to show love to the great Tatmadaw. I used to feel encouraged by listening to a wise aunty who posted on Facebook, “What will we do if the PDFs enter the city? We will do the right thing.” And I didn’t try to answer a friend’s question who is drinking Myanmar beer with a ruby cigarettes,which are supposed to boycott,, “What are you doing,while I am donating to the PDFs?”
I have to work hard although I don’t even need a single kyat to live and eat. When I was yelled at while doing hard work in the hot sun, I used to laugh in secret between my ego and my belief. I must say that I am on the front line 24 hours a day because I have to struggle and live in the midst of the enemy. At night, whenever I hear a car stop near my place, I always wake up and get ready, so it becomes fun. If you are prepared for the worst situation, you are always responsible.
Seeing a picture of a friend fighting in the countryside in full uniform and holding a M4 really inspired me, but I don’t think he’d get as much of a thrill like me from walking around the battlefields with a pistol around my waist or with my stuffs in my bag. Some of the memories in the life of a UG, who tries so hard to forget that he doesn’t even know what he did, are just dreams.
I can still hear the promise of a younger brother who was shot and killed by the army, “If I’m arrested, I’ll be patient for 18 hours to get escape time for everyone.” I had a friend who used to turn on a remote control as if he knew it, and then turn it off when he got to the place where he was supposed to put it. I used to have a good brother who was a good relationship specialist and could build a good relationship with each other until they became close whenever he was asked to do scouting.
“Revolution is love. We became revolutionaries because of our love for society, our love for justice, and our love for the truth,”said Che Guevara. Who would have known that the little finger that dared to shot the military dog but can’t trigger in front of a child’s eyes, and scarifie his life. Who will know?
Urban Guerrilla Warfare is still with us; It’s been a long time since it has overachieved, a symbol of what you can never do.It is like sacrificing your life in a bomb with the trigger removed to throw it into a military bunker, the dignity of some fallen soldiers and the tears of their families who wept silently for them.In addition, the ability of all our UGs, who are secretly proud of themselves without the public knowing, and the public’s satisfaction, are included.
In every era, every system, every revolution, every revolutionary uprising, we UGs are only the people of unknown, and we are a group of young people who disappear unknowingly in every era as the saying of poet Maung Nyein Chan.
We will continue to exist in every part of the city for the disguised dignity of those who have paid for freedom to be recovered from the military dictatorship. The development of self-righteousness, We UGs will continue to fight and fight until the peaceful days without military dictators come.