Well it not really about me... but a good story anyway
I used to DJ back in the 90's and a friend of mine (who was also a DJ) decided to pack up and move to Thailand to try his luck at starting a club out
there. He would write to me every now and then with updates on how he was doing... I got a letter one day saying that things hadn’t turned out the
way he wanted, the club had failed and he was now working in a bar and doing a spot of DJing for a very low wage. He said that he was thinking of
travelling around a bit to just see where life takes him. About 6 months past and i hadn’t heard from him... then another letter arrived...
My friend (Luke) had gone travelling around Asia with a friend (who he had met in Thailand) and decided to cross over the border into Burma. They knew
it was a risk (Burma is ruled by a military Junta who do not like foreigners) but decided that they wanted an adventure.
They travelled through Burma for about 3 weeks without any problems. One of the things he mentioned was how friendly everyone was... they could stop
at any small village and people would come running out to greet them, give them food and somewhere to sleep. The people were genuinely happy to meet
One day they stopped at one of these villages and after an evening meal with the locals they bedded down for the night in a small hut. Next thing he
remembers is awakening to Gunshots and shouting. He and his friend both jumped up and run to the door of the hut they were staying in... Peering
through the gaps in the wood he could see soldiers with weapons kicking in doors and dragging people into the middle of the village. Two soldiers
where walking towards their door... SH!* SH!* SH!*... they both stepped away from the door and waited for the inevitable.
The door flew open with one kick and both soldiers pointed their guns at them and started shouting. More soldiers arrived and then started beating
Luke and his friend until they were both curled up on the floor. They were blindfolded, tied, and thrown into the back of a truck that drove off into
the jungle. Luke tried to speak but every time he tried he was slapped and shouted at so decided to stay quiet. After a few hours the truck stopped
and they were both moved into a building. The blindfold was finally removed as he was shoved into a room and the door slammed behind him.
It was at this point that he was at his lowest... separated from his friend and not knowing what was coming next his emotions got the better of him
and he broke down.
After several hours locked in the room the door opened... a man walked in, who Luke assumed was the boss, followed by two soldiers. Luke immediately
tried to talk to him, to explain that it was all a mistake, but as soon as he tried to talk the guy slapped him and started shouting in Burmese. Luke
tried to say "I can’t understand you.. I’m English" but was slapped again mid sentence. The man shouted some more and then turned and marched
out the room followed by the 2 guards. A day past before the door opened again... but when it did it was the exact same thing. Man walked in with
guards... shouts in Burmese... walked back out.
This went on for two more days. On the fifth day the door opened again but this time it was a different man... he shouted some more. Then looked at
the guards and said something. One of the guards then grabbed Luke and placed a blindfold over his eyes. Luke was then led out of the building and
bundled into the back of another truck. The truck moved off and after an hour or so stopped. Luke was moved out of the truck and his blindfold was
removed. Luke looked around and noticed that his friend was standing near him still blindfolded. When the guard removed the blindfold he looked
straight at Luke and started crying. Luke said at this point he knew he was going to die. There were two guards in front of him, both holding guns.
The truck was behind him. He was now panicking, Heart racing....