Missing Has Never Been Finished !

Ooo My Cambodia ! My Mother ! My Father ! My Siblings ! My Relatives ! My Friends ! I really really miss you all ! How can I express my deep emotion how much I miss you ! How much I love you !

There are remain only two weeks I’m going to have my first examination. But tonight I’m sitting near the window and looking outside with the feeling of Missing, Missing, Missing to those who is far away in my homeland, Cambodia. Now it’s 2 a.m the sky is too dark. No sound was heard, except the one rain and wind. Nothing visible, except fogs around the campus where I live.

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Seeing people with their families makes me feel lonely from family, relatives, friends, my beloved parents and my country- Cambodia. I wonder when I can meet them again. How long I have to spend my life in Moscow to finish my higher education ? I am really moved and want to return to my homeland as soon as I can at the thought of these things. Seeing Russia’s scenery,makes me miss my homeland, homestead, my rice fields, my cows, my dogs and remembrance since my childhood in Kampong Cham province.

In this summer I went to visit the suburb of Moscow for the first time. It can be compared to Kampong Cham provincial town. The night was covered by shiny moon light, accompanied by glittering stars. It was quite cool. The moonlight here is not as nice as the one I used to have in Phnom Penh and in Ta Pao village where it's surrounded by rubber plants and green trees with the smell of Nakry and Romdul flowers around my house. The sound of barking dogs…These are unforgettable remembrances I used to have in my homeland. Ooooo my homeland, Cambodia! I miss you so much mother. I want to return to get a genuine picture of your lives and to share my contribution to Cambodia, the place I really love. I was born in Cambodia and am interested in serving the Khmer people from the bottom of my heart. My strength is nurtured by our beloved Cambodia and I am grateful to her. My hands, my physical strength and my intelligence must be used to help the country.

In the matter of fact, if someone asks me: Why do you want to return back to Cambodia? Don't you like Russia?- Frankly speak without involving with politics, from my heart I tell you that: I love Moscow. I love this country, where it was once called by US president Ronald Reagan " The kindom of Evil". I've started to know this feeling since the day I walked alone on a long quiet road, where I could see yellow leaves were falling down under the influence of the wind in Fall. This picture is similar to the imagination I used to had while I was in Cambodia. However,there is different between Cambodia and Russia. So, what’s the point of living here? It would be better to live in Cambodia than to live here as a foriegner. Moreover, I have to return home as I am eager to see my family; we have been separated for quite a long time. What’s the point of enjoying a lonely life, while my beloved mother is full of sorrow each day because she misses me? Without mental calm and being full of sorrow, how can I enjoy my life here? I would rather face physical difficulties than be worried. This seems to push me to decide to return home as soon as I can. It doesn’t matter what hardships I will face. I would be happy to suffer rather than be worried.

It's my commitement after finishing higher education in Moscow: I have to return to my country, no matter how poor and difficult my life will face. I'm satified to bring my little knowledge to help Khmer, to promote the national prestige and to help developing country with my potential khmer people. My hands which have been offered by Khmer must in turn help Khmer.

Eng H.Leng

Letter From Phnom Penh: Everyone Calls Our Love Madness, But I Call It A Wonderful Love

Dear darlling,

This is a letter for you.

letter from phnom penh 003(Pls click here, darling. )

I’m waiting for your reply.

With love,

sikar tevie