MY WORD./ MY WAY / MY WILL / MY EVER MOVING CHAKRA...CIRCLING LIKE BLOOD WITHIN MY HEART..

                                           The flag of my sweet nation went down...Lives of my poor innocent people were swept way ,they

                                       were gone like falling  leaves during fall season. I'd been there then , now i am surviving in freedom.

                                            I would sacrifice anything to preserve and to prove to the world of the richculture hidden within

                                        the depth of the Cambodia's long glorious history and also to let mankind aware of the recent

                                                                                             Cambodian tragedy .