A young man from Burma carried both of his parents—yes, both—for 160 kilometers because they couldn’t walk on their own. His father is 85, his mother is 65, and when their village had to leave because of conflict, everyone kept telling him, “Go ahead, save yourself.” But he refused to move without them.
For 7 days, he walked barefoot through thick jungle, steep hills, and rushing rivers. No proper food, barely any water, his body shaking from exhaustion… but he still held his parents close and kept going, step by step, until they reached safety in Bangladesh.
When someone later asked why he didn’t just run alone, he said something that hits right in the heart: “They carried me when I couldn’t walk. Now it’s my turn.”
For 7 days, he walked barefoot through thick jungle, steep hills, and rushing rivers. No proper food, barely any water, his body shaking from exhaustion… but he still held his parents close and kept going, step by step, until they reached safety in Bangladesh.
When someone later asked why he didn’t just run alone, he said something that hits right in the heart: “They carried me when I couldn’t walk. Now it’s my turn.”
A young man from Burma carried both of his parents—yes, both—for 160 kilometers because they couldn’t walk on their own. His father is 85, his mother is 65, and when their village had to leave because of conflict, everyone kept telling him, “Go ahead, save yourself.” But he refused to move without them.
For 7 days, he walked barefoot through thick jungle, steep hills, and rushing rivers. No proper food, barely any water, his body shaking from exhaustion… but he still held his parents close and kept going, step by step, until they reached safety in Bangladesh.
When someone later asked why he didn’t just run alone, he said something that hits right in the heart: “They carried me when I couldn’t walk. Now it’s my turn.”
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