“IT does not matter how much they cost,” said 26-year-old
May Soe Htun. “I’m never reluctant to go to the palmist.”
She said she often goes to find out about challenges or changes
in her future.
Going makes her “feel excited” and she “waits
for the predictions to come true”.
Having your fortune told by someone reading your palm is popular
in Myanmar.
During a visit to a pagoda, you can stop in at a palmist’s
stall, decorated with a simple chair or bench, table and mats,
and have your future told to you in about 30 minutes.
Daw Aye Aye Aung, 35, said that she is not an extremist, but
goes and “takes their advice and instructions”.
“Generally men do not go and see palmists to discuss love,
marriage or education,” said 45-year-old businessman U Aung
Thura. “We discuss our businesses.”
My grandmother believes in palmists, astrologers and sometimes
psychics.
I too like palmists’ predictions – when they are
positive. My first experience with a palmist was with a famous
one in Yangon.
My grandmother and I went to ask which university I should attend.
My grandmother wanted me to choose the Institute of Medicine,
but I wanted to go to the University of Foreign Languages. We
could not agree, so we decided to cast my fate into the palmist’s
hands.
I thought he would look eccentric, but he turned out to be a
plain-looking man in his 40s.
His office was also very different from what I imagined. It
was an air-conditioned room with a shelf for Buddha statues, a
big bookcase, two sofas and table with a photo of his family on
display.
My grandmother explained to him why we were there, but –
despite my predictions – he did not automatically agree
with her. “Oh, good!” I thought.
A young man in his 20s assisted by brushing black ink on both
my palms and then stamping my imprint on the white paper. The
palmist looked at the paper and asked my birthday and place. I
was very excited to hear his predictions, but it felt like I had
to wait for hours. I sat on the couch with my grandmother, waiting
eagerly for his response, and she whispered to me, “If he
says that you should join the Institute of Medicine, you must.
No complaints at all, you see!”
The palmist started his predictions. “Your line of success
is very clear, so you will be successful in every field.”
I gave him a big smile.
“According to your lines,” he continued, “it
seems that you prefer subjects concerning with arts more than
with sciences. You like an easy going life, but on the other hand,
you are very afraid of being poor. You don’t like tiring
work.”
“Yes, yes, that’s right,” I enthusiastically
agreed.
He looked at my grandmother and said, “Sister, I think
your child shouldn’t join the Institute of Medicine. If
you force her to join, it will be a waste of time and energy.
I am sure she will never become a doctor. I can predict well.
She is interested in learning languages, and she will succeed
in the fields where her language skills can be applied. Let her
join the university she likes.”
I was ecstatic. Deep down I knew that I would never become a
doctor. Now that my grandmother’s own palmist predicted
it, there would be no more arguing between us.
“But your line of heart is very complicated,” he
said. “It seems that you will be cheated on if you have
a boyfriend. Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Oh, no, no, Saya!” I practically shouted.
“Good, thamee, if you have no boyfriend, I suggest you
try to stay away from love affairs. You would be very unhappy
in those affairs. You’d better not marry until the age of
28. You’d better not have a boyfriend until the age of 28,
OK?”
“Yes, Saya, yes!”
My grandmother was speechless.
On the walk home all she could do was echo the palmist’s
words on love. “Take care, you have to take care and not
have boyfriends. Otherwise you’ll be in trouble.”
“Yes, yes.”
Since that time I have enjoyed going to palmists and psychics.
It’s nice to hear pleasant words and wonderful predictions
about my future. Whether or not they come true, it is a joy and
relief to hear them.
Because of the palmist’s prediction, I attended the university
I liked and became a reporter. If I have free time, I will visit
the palmist again and ask him whether I will become a successful
and famous reporter. And hopefully, his prediction will please
me.