T! T!T

A wiseman seldom writes in his mind, but take a picture.

A wiseman seldom writes in his mind, but shoot a picture..

Ghost that captured in the caméra

IMG_5738klDo you believe in ghosts? I don’t know now. My mother caught my brother’s last video recorded with a scary ghost behind  him. The story goes back to 2015 in Battambang. It’s when my family had first moved into the old house that we bought and were really excited about it. My brother thought of preserving this memory by recording video of his speech everyday in the new home. But after  my brother’s death, we know so little that there was someone else joining in with my brother.



Le bonheur est un choix

I am in charge of how I feel, and today I choose happiness

Le bonheur est un choix. On peut choisir à être joyeux. Il y a tout de temps de stress. Il y a toujours de malheur mais c’est notre choix si on le laisse à nous effectuer. On a de choix  de comment on vit notre vie. Même si la vie est composée beaucoup de malheureux, il ne veut rien dire qu’on ne peut pas vivre sans misérable.  Le bonheur est un choix qu’on fait et créé pour nous-même. Le bonheur ne vient pas des autres qui nous donne le feu vert. Mais il vient de dedans, de l’intérieur. Le bonheur ne vient pas à nous, mais il viens de nous. Il y a beaucoup de personnes qui vivent heureusement avec rien du tout.

Effet, il y a 4 facteurs qui nous amènent des malheureux :

  1. Demander: parfois on attend les autres trop parce-qu’on est prêt de faire beaucoup pour eux.
  2. Égoïste: on manque une considération pour les autres. On oublie l’amitié. On  ne veut plus d’avoir des amis. On ne veut que les clients.
  3. Jalousie: il faut qu’on supprime ce facteur. C’est lui qui nous séduit de faire mal au autres.
  4. Passé: Quand

Death fell in love with Life.

12615385_10153979049208489_6174470210561237054_oOnce apon a time, there was a Death lived alone in a forest far far away. He was very happy to bring lives to death. One touch from Death, nothing can survive, not even flower. In the same forest, there was a girl who lived alone. Girl never sees Death .And Death never meets girls either. One day, while the girl was sleeping, Death saw her. Death looked at her face and fell in love. Death forgot everything and spent hours/days/weeks hiding in the bush to watch her. He saw her playing around with other animals, he saw her eats, runs, sleeps.. The more he looked, the more he fell in love.

After months, the girl accidentaly saw Death. She fell in love with Death too. They both talked, laughed, played with each other. The girl made umbrella for the Death to protect the sun, so Death could walk under the sun. Death protected girls from other cruel animals. They both loved each other.  One day, girl asked Death to hold each other’s hand for once, even she knew she would die afterwards. Death didn’t agree at first, but since girl insisted; he agreed. The girl died while holding Death’s hand. She was very happy. For the love, just holding hand for once in a life time is enough!

« Everyone says love is blind. But I say  life is blind without love »



ស្រី ៖ បន្ថយ​ល្បឿន​មើល! ខ្ញុំ​ខ្លាច!
ប្រុស​ ៖ ទេ សប្បាយ​សោះ​នឹង! ស្រី ៖ សប្បាយ​អី គួរ​ឲ្យ​ខ្លាច!
ប្រុស​ ៖ ចឹង​និយាយ​ថា ស្រលាញ់​បង​មក?
ស្រី ៖ អូ​ខេ អួន​ស្រលាញ់​បង! បន្ថយ​ល្បឿន​បាន​នៅ?
ប្រុស​ ៖ ចឹង​អោប​បង​ឲ្យ​ខ្លាំង​មើល? (នាងក៏អោប)
ប្រុស​ ៖ អូន​អាច​យក​មួក​ការ​ពារ​បង​ចេញ ហើយ​ពាក់​វា​បាន​ទេ? បង​រមាស់​ក្បាល​ណាស!

ក្នុង​ការ​សែត​បាន​ចេញ​ផ្សាយ ៖ ម៉ូតូ​ដាច​ហ្វ្រាំង បុក​អាគារ រស់​មួយ​ស្លាប់​មួយ។

ការ​ពិត​នោះ​គឺ ជិះ​បាន​ពាក់​កណ្ដាល​ផ្លូវ បុរស​ដឹង​ថា​ម៉ូតូ​ដាច​ហ្វ្រាំង ប៉ុន្តែ​គាត់​មិន​ចង​ឲ្យ​មិន​ស្រី​ដឹង។ ផ្ទុយ​ទៅ​វិញ គាត់​ឲ្យ​មិត្តស្រី​របស់​គាត់​អោបគាត់​ជា​លើក​ចុង​ក្រោយ ហើយ​ឲ្យនាង​ពាក់​ពួក​សុវត្តិភាព។ ធ្វើ​ដូច្នេះ មិន​ស្រី​របស់​គាត់​អាច​រស់ បើ​ទោះ​ជា​គាត់​ត្រូវ​ស្លាប់​ក៏​ដោយ។

How easy is Khmer language?

IMG_4644Most countries in Asia seem to have their own unique language system, like writing system. Khmer is no exception. Cambodian language is called Khmer.

Khmer writing system has 24 dépendent vowels, 14 indépendent vowels, 33 consonants (originally there were 35 consonants), and 10 supplementary consonants. Most dependent vowels have two different pronunciations, depending in most cases on the inherent vowel of the consonant to which they are added. Every consonant has its subscript form (perhaps it sounds similar to Capital letters and Small letters but it isn’t).

Khmer prononciation is rich. How about trying to differentiate these sounds:

k & kh, t & th, p & ph, ch & chh & j, d & dh, b & bh, nh & n & ng

They are amazing, aren’t they? One of the arguments for why Chinese is tonal is because it is a mono syllable language. Each word is only one syllable or a combination of one syllable words. As there are a limited number of single syllables that can be made, a particular sound, such as dai might appear in twenty different words, with completely different meanings. The way they differentiate between them is through tones. In contrast, Khmer isn’t a tonal language (yeah, cheers..).  Let’s try to pronounce these complex compound consonants:

pht (phteh = home), thng (thngai = day), chhn (chhnang = pot), phch (phchanh = to fail s.o), strr (saSTRacha = professor), phng (phnga = to turn up side down), …

Khmer listening is  a challenge for westerners. All the end-sounds are not strongly prounced like in French or English. Since Khmer is a lazy language, words are mostly combined and shortened. For example :

Meaning : Where are you going?
Full : Teur nek kompong tov ti na?
Shorten : kompong tov na?
Combine : M’pong tna?

Come on! Don’t give up yet! We are almost half-way there!

Khmer has anywhere from 40 – 80 vowel sounds, depending on who’s counting and which regional dialect they are studying. As a result, there are lots of sounds that sound identical to western ears, but have completely different meanings in Khmer. But it is an advantage for someone who already studied Thai, the vowels in Thai were taken from Khmer. So, you would already have been exposed to about 10% of the language. Instead of a hundred years to master the language, as I estimated you would need 90 years to complete.

Can I wear an underwear on an airplane?

1048036_10151736701818489_654717345_oMy dad lives in Phnom Penh, and mum lives in Sihanoukville (beach). I live with them both. This means I often (must) go to live with one of them twice a week at least. When I was a bit younger, I even went twice per day. The airplane in Sihanoukville is few minutes walk from the beach. So; while waiting for the flight, beach becomes my lobby. Actually I just pull a short shorts over my bikini. The flight is only 15minutes directly from the beach to Phnom Penh. I have no luggage, just my ID card bag. On the plane, I am offered blankets to keep warm, since airplanes are air conditioned . I wonder if I could wear my beach underwear on the airplane since it’s very close and I am still offered blankets anyway?  An other thing is I also want to show off my outfit body with my expensive Cambodian hand-made brand bikini (That’s why we buy that expensive underwear, right?).

How to forget someone you love so much?

Sometimes things are meant for someone else

Deleting someone from your mind isn’t an easy target like deleting their pictures. We are not robots and we certainly will remember the person we used to love.  But the problem isn’t about remembering the person but can’t stop these thoughts from growwing, wishing her/him was here and thinking of the possibility of getting her/him back.

When people lose hope in getting something that they really wanted they usually become depressed and stressed which leads to comitting suicide.

I think you understand the feeling. The feeling that you love someone who may have loved you once upon a time or you loved someone deeply who loved you deeply and then this person just switched off and hurt you in ways that were unimaginable. To be honest, I have tried many things to forget that person. I have dated lots of people. I stopped keeping in touch, no phone calls, no re-reading our old messages. But these don’t help me. You have any clue to help me?


Helmet saves your life« ខ្ញុំ​មិន​ចូល​ចិត្ត​ពាក់​មួក​សុវត្ថិភាព​ទេវាបំផ្លាញមូត​សក់​របស់​ខ្ញុំ »។ « ជិះមើកៗ ដូចអណ្ដើក កុំស្រែពែក »។

នៅ​​តំបន់​​អ៊ឺរ៉ុប រៀង​រាល់​និ​ទា​ឃ​រដូវ កង់ រថយន្ ម៉ូតូមាន​នៅ​ពាសពេញ។ ប៉ុន្តែនៅក្នុងប្រទេសកម្ពុជា ៣៦៥ថ្ងៃ​ក្នុង​១ឆ្នាំ រថយន្ត​ និងម៉ូតូរមៀល​ឥត​ឈប់​ឈរ​នៅ​លើ​ផ្លូវ

ឆ្នើម​មួយ​រូប ដែល​ទើប​តែបាន​បញ្ចប់ការសិក្សារគ្មានអ្វីខុសគ្នាពី​អ្នក​​​រាជធានី​ភ្នំពេញ នាង​មិន​​ដែល​គោរព​​ច្បាប់​​ចរា​ចរណ៍។
ថ្ងៃមួយ​ដែល​​ជា​​ថ្ងៃ​​ខួប​កំណើត​​របស់​មិត្ត​​របស់​នាង​ម្នាក់​ នាង​បាន​ធ្វើ​មូត​សក់​យ៉ាង​ស្អាត់។​ « មួក​ការ​ពារ​នៅ​ណា ម៉េច​មិន​ពាក់? » មិត្ត​នាង​ដែល​ជិះ​ម៉ូតូ​ជា​មួយ​នាង​សួរ។ « ខ្ញុំ​មិន​ចូល​ចិត្ត​ពាក់​មួក​សុវត្ថិភាព​ទេវាបំផ្លាញមូត​សក់​របស់​ខ្ញុំ » នាងតប « តោះទៅ យើងយឺតហើយ« ។ ពួគគេជិះម៉ូតូ។   « ជិះមើកៗ ដូចអណ្ដើក កុំស្រែពែក។«  នាងនិយាយ « ចាំគ្នាឌុបវិញ« ។ នាងជិះលឿនស្លេវ។ ពេលដល់​ផ្លូវ​​កែង ស្រាប់​ទេ​នាង​ទោ​ប៉ះ​ជា​មួយ​ម៉ូតូ​មួយ​ទៀត​ពេញ​ទំហឹង។ ពេល​នាង​ភ្ញាក់​ឡើង នាង​កំពុង​នៅ​ក្នុង​ឡាន​ពេទ្​យទៅ​ហើយ។ ក្បាលរបស់នាងបែកយ៉ាងធ្ងន់ធ្ងរ ដោយនាងមិនបានពាក់មួកការពារ ជើង​និង​ដៃ​របស់​នាង​បាក់។ នាង​ខំ​ប្រឹង​បើក​ភ្លែក ហើយ​សួរ​ពេទ្យ​ដែល​អង្គុយ​ក្បែរ​នោះ។ « មិត្ត​របស់​ខ្ញុំ​យ៉ាង​ម៉េច​ហើយ? » នាង​សួរ។ ពេទ្យ​ក៏​តប « នាង​បាន​បាត់​បង់​ជីវិត​ហើយ« ។ « ចុះ​អ្នក​បើក​ម៉ូតូ​មួយ​ទៀត​នោះ? » នាង​បន្តរ​សួរ។ « ក៏​ស្លាប់​បាត់​ហើយ​ដែរ » ពេទ្យ​ឆ្លើយ។ « អ្នក​គ្រូពេទ្យ អាច​ផ្ញើរ​សារ​ប្រាប់​ប៉ា​ម៉ាក់​របស់ខ្ញុំ​បាន​ទេ​ថា​ខ្ញុំ​សុំ​ទោស​ដែល​មិន​ស្ដាប់​ដំបូមាន​របស់​គាត់?  » នាង​សួរ​ក្នុង​ដង្ហើម​ចុង​ក្រោយ តែ​អ្នក​គ្រូពេទ្យ​មិន​បាន​ឆ្លើយ​នឹង​សំនួរទេ។ ប្អូន​ជីដូន​មួយ​របស់​ខ្ញុំ​បាន​ស្លាប់​ប្រមាន​១​ទៅ​២​នាទី​ក្រោយ​​មក។ លោក​ដុកទ័រ​បាន​ស្ដីបន្ទោស​អ្នក​គ្រូពេទ្យ​ថា ហេតុ​អ្វី​មិន​យល់​ព្រម​និង​បំណង​ចុង​ក្រោយ​របស់​​នាង។ « ខ្ញុំ​មិន​ចង​ឲ្យ​នាង​ដឹង​ថា អ្នក​ដែល​នាង​បុក​ស្លាប់​នោះ​គឺ ជា​ឪពុក​ម្ដាយ​របស់​នាង​ទេ! » អ្នក​គ្រូ​ពេទ្យ​ឆ្លើយ​ទាំង​ទឹក​មុក​គ្រៀម​ក្រំ។

Do you believe in humans?

1In Cambodia, everyone has a human story to tell. But do you believe in humans? Do you believe that humans exist? What do you think about them? Do you have a human story that happened to you? Have you ever spent the night in the woods? Alone? In the middle of nowhere? Some may argue that just because I haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.. Halloween is a time to celebrate humans, chidren, and everything supernatural. But if you truly believe in humans, you’re not alone.

People who believe in humans are often in situation where they expect to see them such as in a haunted house, quiet area..

My family was travelling around Tonle Sap river. My bro got diarhea. Since we were too far from the town, we decided to go to a hospital located 200 kilometres northwest of Battambang. It was beautiful architectured hospital. Once we arrived, the hospital was busy. It looked like we were in the big crowded city where there are a lot of patients. We saw several marches of exorcism performed by monsters. We walked in and talked with a receptionist-nurse. She smiled at us warmly. She told us to wait in the an empty waiting room. We waited and waited and waited. It was too long that we could no longer wait. So we left. But once we were out of the room, we found ourselves in an abandoned crematorium. We knew humans are all around us. So we quietly left.

Phnom Penh, city of imagination

4-vertIt’s a small city, in a small country, for small people (well, we are not so tall). Among those who’ve seen it in person, the conclusion is  Phnom Penh is the city of imagination, and the only one that can truly be described as unique. Its magical scenery is fascinating and breathtaking at first sight. It is the city of fairy tale.
Now let me describe the reasons why  Phnom Penh is considered as the city of imagination :

  • You use your imagination to imagine those dusty-unpaved roads as natural foggy roads.
  • You use your imagination to imagine the highly death number of trafic accident  as the methode of reducing the number of population.
  • You use your imagination to imagine the costly medical care as the strategy of reducing poverty (Poors don’t have money to go to the hospital, they die)
  • You use your imagination to imagine those plastic bags piles up on the roads and in the rivers as the art plastic performance.
  • You use your imagination to imagine the noise pollution from karaoke parlors at 2 a.m., barking dogs at 4 a.m., and construction workers at 6 a.m as a night opéra.
  • You use your imagination to imagine everything!!!

Lao Fairy Tale

IMG_2d063Once upon a time, there was a man with long legs that can walk very far, big hands that can grab a lot of things, big stomach that can eat a lot, giant brain that is so ambitious, and a huge penis that can make lots of babies. He lived in South East Asia. Unfortunately, he died in the young age. Once the news spreaded, everyone wanted his body.  So they came and took some part of his body to their countries. China got his legs, that’s why Chinese is everywhere around the world. Vietnam got his hands that’s why Vietnam grabs their neighboring countries. Thailand got his head that’s why Thai fight with its neighbors for the border. Laos got his stomach that’s why Lao eats everything and a lot. And Cambodia got his penis that’s why Cambodian population triples in just few years (Laos and Cambodia used to have the same number of population 1982).

Why girls don’t say « I love you » first?

IMG_3670I do wonder what’s in girl’s mind! She met me by a coincidence later just after a couple of months. She tried to look away once I caught her staring at me. She made several attempts to talk with me by asking what the time was while she had her phone in her hand. She kept her face down or looked away from me while talked with me. She shot several pictures of me, and asked what my facebook was and said it’s in the purpose of sending the pictures.

After few weeks contact, I have been invited for her niece’s birthday, her brother’s birthday, her friend’s birthdays.. My face is scanned everytime I talked. She always tries to make en eye contact and smile. Jealousy reveals from her face when other girls says sth good about me. She gets angry when someone says sth bad about me. She looks very uneasy when she finds that I am not happy. She tries to apologize with her eyes and facial expressions, even it was not her fault. She asks her friends to watch over me that whether I am dating out with some body. She tries going the same road which I used to go. She loves me! Why can’t she just tell?

My mum says that a girl doesn’t tell me she loves me first is because she is afraid I will reject those feelings and want to break up. She doesn’t have enough information to scan to the best answer. She shows other gestures that she is interested than she waits to know if I feel the same way. She feels insecure about how exactly I feel and she does not want scare me off. Girls are nervous beings. They urge to say it, just like guys  do (perhaps), but they don’t ever know when the time is right.
Girls, it is okay to tell someone that you love him/her. Don’t be afraid! Get it or lose it! It’s your choice!!


A priest and an old man

One old man donates a lot of money to a priest in a pogoda. Then the priest wishes him « I wish you good luck, success with your business, sweet family,.. ». The old man smiles.  The priest wishe the old a lot too, but he then wished the old  » at the end, I wish you to live until 100 years old ». The old man suddenly grabs back the money. Can you guess why? It’s because the old is already 99 years old of age!

A man who died can’t come back to live

IMG_0001Once, there was a man who had a happy family. The family was very wealthy. They believed in Buddhism. They often helped those in need. Everyone in the family was very kind-hearted. One day, the man suddenly passed away. His wife was so devastated. She cried, and cried, and cried everyday.  So her children decided to do something to comfor her. Everyday, they went to the graveyard to make meat offering to their father. They also asked people to chant for their father. And they burned in cense sticks, paper moneys, etc. They went like this for several weeks.

One day, a buffalow boy came to the graveyard. He brought a buffalow to graze. Suddenly, the buffalow stopped walking and died. The buffalow boy cried and cried and cried. He kept shaking and crying.  » You can’t die », he said, « Please come back to me ». He even rushed to cut grass and placed it next to the buffalow’s mouth and tried to feed it.   » You can’t die », he cried, « Please come back to me ». Hearing that, the family at the graveyard came over. The wife said to the boy  » please don’t cry. The buffalow is dead. It’s impossible for it to come back to life. Even you keep giving it grass, it’s dead and won’t eat anymore. Don’t be foolish ». The boy looked up and said « I am not foolish. Don’t you come here everyday to make offerings to the dead man by burning paper money and offering him meat to eat? ». Everyone suddenly realized how foolish they’d been.

Then the boy stood up and said to the family,  » Actually, I am the dead man you are grieving at. When I as alive, I upheld Buddhist precepts and often helped the poor. So I’ve been reborn in the heaven. I have transformed into a heavenly being ». He then disappeared.

The family all understood now. The dead buffalow died. It’s impossible to wake it by shaking it or feed the grass. Similary,  it is wrong to kill animals to make offerings to the deceased instead of doing good. Having realized this, this faimily immediately resumed the man’s practice of helping the poor and upholding Buddhist precepts.  Their lives had also gone back to normal.

Throwing rubbish everywhere is Khmer identity?

Crumpled waste paper in a bin which is full and overflowing on to the floor
Crumpled waste paper in a bin which is full and overflowing on to the floor

Before you go further through my text, I’d like to take you few seconds to apologize in advance for my words which may hurt your feeling. There is a lot of evidence that identity comes from a common sens or act which most people in the country do. Which means it matters for behaviour. This text presents a simple Khmer identity. No? Maybe

Yesterday I was driving on the street, the always-busy Norodom Blvd, heading to the Wat Langka park. I didn’t drive very fast, but I drove non-stop which means I got through the light-stop without even care the red light. Two barangs (foreigners) looked at me sharply. Did I care? Nope, not even a little bit! Then I stopped nearby and bought a bottle of Lactasoy milk (it was wrapped with 2 plastic bags. I finished it at the same time I arrived the park. Then, voilà, I embarrassedlessly threw my rubbish just infront of the indépendant monument. The same barangs were there. One of them came and picked up my rubbish for me; and the other asked me why did I do that! My replied with a big smile « because I am afraid to lose my Cambodian identity!« 

មិត្តភ័ក្ដិ២នាក់ (រឿងកើតទុក្ខ)

មិត្តភ័ក្ដិ២នាក់និយាយគ្នា ៖

ក – អាសំឡាញ់ ខ្ញុំរៀបការហើយ។
ខ – ល្អតើ!
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ នាងអាក្រក់ណាស។
ខ – មិនល្អទេចឹង។
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ នាងជាអ្នកមាន។
ខ – ល្អតើ។
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ នាងកំណាញ់ស្វិតណាស។
ខ – មិនល្អទេចឹង។
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ នាងទិញផ្ទះអោយខ្ញុំមួយ។
ខ – ល្អតើ។
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ ផ្ទះឆេះអស់ហើយ។
ខ – មិនល្អទេចឹង។
ក – ទេ អត់ទេ។ នាងបាននៅក្នុងផ្ទះនោះ។

La vie tout seul

Je vous donne des raisons pourquoi vivre tout seul est adorable:

  • Vous pouvez changer vos vêtements n’importe quand et n’importe où, sans avoir peur que quelqu’un vous voit.
  • Personne mange votre nourriture.
  • Vous pouvez être propre ou salle comme vous voulez.
  • Finalement vous avez un moment tranquille et détendu.
  • Avoir des relations sexuelles chez vous ne pose aucun problème.
  • Péter ou faire pipi/gaga avec la porte ouverte comme vous voulez.
  • Vous pouvez être fou comme vous voulez.
  • et Sérieusement vous êtes adulte.IMG_2070

techniques traditionnelles cambodgiennes pour savoir votre taille

10003810_10153758095628489_5954412803441951288_oVotre taille est largement décidée par votre génétique et de l’environnement.  Et pour prévoir votre taille, voici quelque techniques traditionnelles cambodgiennes:

Pour savoir votre taille génétique :

  • Joindre les hauteurs de vos parents (système métrique).
  • Ajouter 12 cm (si vous êtes homme), diminuer 12 cm si vous êtes femme.
  • Diviser par 2.
  • La réponse est voila votre taille génétique.

Pour savoir si votre taille ne pusse plus ou pas :

  • Dans la croissance traditionnelle cambodgienne, le cous représente votre taille, votre hauteur. Quand vous êtes gros, votre cous est aussi gros avant vous. La hauteur a aucune différence. Plus plus long votre cous est, le plus haut votre taille est.


IMG_354810ចាំទេ​ថា នៅពេល​ដែល​ជាពេល​វេលា​ចុង​ក្រោយ​ដែល​អ្នក​បាន​អាន? វាជាសៀវភៅ ឬ អត្ថបទ​អេឡិច​ត្រូ​និក? បើសិនជាអ្នកមិនមានទម្លាប់នៃការអានទេ អ្នក​ប្រហែល​​ជា​មនុស្ស​ម្នាក់​ក្នុង​ចំណោម​មនុស្ស​ភាគ​តិច​ដែលខកខានផលប្រយោជន៍សំខាន់ៗដូចជា ៖

  • ចំណេះដឹង

អ្វី​គ្រប់​យ៉ាង​ដែល​អ្នក​អាន វា​នាំ​មក​នូវ​អ្វី​ថ្មី។ អ្នក​ប្រហែល​មិន​ដឹង​ខ្លួន​ទេ​ថា អ្នក​កំពុង​ប្រើ​ប្រាស​វា​ផង។ចំនេះ​ដឹងកាន់​តែ​ច្រើន ការ​ឆ្នៃ​ប្រឌិត​កាន់​តែ​ខ្ពស់ ការ​បំពេញ​ការ​ងារ​កាន់​តែ​ប្រសើរ។ វា​ថែម​ទាំង​ជួយ​អ្នក​ដោះ​ស្រាយ​បញ្ហា​ថែម​ទៀត​ផង។

  • ការកាត់បន្ថយស្ត្រេស

ទោះ​ជា​មាន​ភាព​តាន​តឹង​ច្រើន​ក្នុង​កំឡុង​ពេល​បំពេញ​ការងារ ក្នុង​ទំនាក់​ទំនង​ផ្ទាល់​ខ្លួន​របស់អ្នក ឬ បញ្ហា​ផ្សេង​ទៀត​ក្នុង​ជីវិត​ប្រចាំ​ថ្ងៃ​រាប់​មិនអស់ អ្នក​តែង​តែ​ភ្លេច​វា​នៅ​ពេល​ដែល​អ្នកអាន។ ប្រឡោម​លោក​ខ្លះ​អាច​នាំ​អ្នក​ទៅ​រកពិភព​មួយ​ទៀត​ក៏មាន។

  • ពង្រីកការច្នៃប្រឌិត

ពេល​អ្នក​អាន ខួរ​ក្បាល​របស់​អ្នក​ស្កែន​អ្វីដែល​អ្នកអាន។ 

  • ពង្រឹងការផ្តោតអារម្មណ៍

នៅ​ពេល​ដែល​អ្នក​អាន​សៀវភៅ អ្នក​នឹង​ផ្តោត​អារម្មណ៍​ជ្រមុជ​ខ្លួន​ទាំងអស់​ទៅ​លើសាច់​រឿង​ក្នុង​សៀវ​ភៅ ពេល​នោះ ពិភព​លោក​ខាង​ក្រៅ​មិន​ដឹ​ងជា​ទៅ​ណា​បាត់​ទេ។ បើមិនជឿ សូម​ព្យាយាម​អាន ១៥-២០ នាទី​មុន​ពេល​ការ​ងារ អ្នក​នឹង​ភ្ញាក់​ផ្អើល​នៅ​ពេល​ដែល​អ្នក​ធ្វើការ។


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