Wednesday, Dec. 29, 2010
By Hannah Beech / Rangoon
The special branch had chased us across the city for hours, through the haunted, betel-nut-stained streets of old Rangoon, past street-side tailors hunched over ancient sewing machines and open-air bookstalls selling worm-eaten copies of Orwell and Kipling. Unable to shake the latest batch of state security men following us by foot, we jumped into a wheezing taxi of mid-20th century vintage. The young driver’s eyes widened at the foreigners who hurled themselves in the back and ordered the car to move — fast. As we lurched into motion, he showed us where he stood by reaching into his shirt pocket and pulling out a laminated picture. It was, of course, of the Lady. Continue reading “Aung San Suu Kyi: Burma’s First Lady of Freedom”
လူမႈ မီဒီယာ ကြန္ယက္ တြင္ သတင္း ကို ျဖန္ ့ေ၀ရန္