See…yesterday I was telling you, that how difficult to pronounce the new name of seat of power of revolver walla uncle? Now the problem has become more intense as Htet Aung Uncle Reports from the Irrawaddy (1 June 2007), that, twelve of my aunties from Burma’s Ministry of Health have refused to shift to that difficult place, which they call Naypyidaw…she is very right. Gun walla Uncle can run away from lovely Rangoon for fear of Democratic protests & from Aunty Daw Suu Kyi, but aunties from Health Department need not fear of their own brothers and sisters. So George Yeo Uncle (Foreign Minister of Singapore) please don’t’ feel bizarre or mysterious about your revolver buddy’s, if you don’t want to feel bizarre & mysterious then kick your revolver walla uncle out from ASEAN. My papa used to always sing a song – Mere Piya Gaye Rangoon…Wahan Se Kiye Telephone, (My beloved went to Rangoon and made a telephone call from there) but now Papa and Indian Music director will have a difficult time to sing that song. Now the lyricists have to write – Mere Piya Gaye Naypyidaw… Wahan.. Se.. Kiye… Telephone Tum Mat Aao! (My beloved went to Naypyidaw and made a telephone call from there that please don’t come here).



