Panyanyanda! And, is it a story about Nyan? (#CreativeAwardImpressions)

"Good luck."
A phrase that flies back and forth here and there in daily life.
It is a phrase I want to use when thinking of someone, filled with heartfelt support, and it is also a very convenient phrase, but at the same time, I feel it is also a phrase often used with a certain sense of hesitation...

I think it is because it is a phrase that carries the lingering feeling that by saying "good luck," you might be putting some kind of pressure on the other person.
Especially in the world of note, where there are many people sensitive to words, I have often seen the figures of noters swaying between the two thoughts of "I want to support you" but "I don't want to force you to work hard."

I myself have felt the same way, so I have always spent my time wishing there was some good phrase to replace "good luck."
And, just recently.

Panyanyanda.

I encountered this phrase.
It seems it is a phrase in Lao that corresponds to "good luck."

Cu-cu-cute.

I was happy, and when I gave this phrase to a few people in the comment section, they seemed to like it, and within a few days, I started seeing this phrase scattered here and there in articles and comment sections.
The power of words is amazing!
And the power of noters to enjoy words is amazing.
I am deeply happy about that.

I encountered "Panyanyanda!" because I have plans to visit Laos this autumn and started researching various things in preparation for that, but this wonderful phrase seems to have been featured on the NHK program "Go! Go! Kitchen Squadron Cookrun" about 10 years ago and even became a song.
So, for those who know it, it might be a nostalgic phrase.

There are times when the language of another country unexpectedly stimulates our Japanese senses, aren't there?
Besides Panyanyanda, there is

Aochin Aochyan.

There is this Lao phrase.
The meaning is, surprisingly,

With all one's might.

It seems.
Personally, I almost wanted to cry.
Because, "Do your best with all your might" becomes

Aochin Aochyan, Panyanyanda!

And that's how it turns out!
(I don't know the grammar, so it might actually be different)

From now on, I feel like I'll want to tell people close to me and fellow noters things like "Aochin!" or "Panyanya!"

Furthermore.
In Lao,

Nyan?

If you say...

What?

I was surprised to learn that it means that.
In other words, in other words,

Is this a story about cats?

If you ask that,

What is this story about?

It means it is synonymous with asking... that is what it means.
(Ehhhhhh...!)

I am just so surprised.

"What is this story about?"
When I first encountered this phrase that caused a huge sensation in the town of note, I involuntarily said to myself (Ah, what a good phrase).
Despite being a question, this phrase, in reality, "asks nothing at all."

It doesn't propose a single thing—not what it is asking about, nor what it wants to hear.
"What kind of story" is it?
It throws that back to the other person entirely.
Including the fact that it evokes a sense of mischief that seems to wrap the other person in smoke—for me, who dislikes fixed frameworks and constraints more than anything, it was an encounter with a very comfortable phrase.

Furthermore, when this phrase spread through the town of note along with a hashtag, and the "What is this story about? Newsletter" came to be "published"—I felt like sending a cheer of "Panyanyanda!" to the thoughts of Konishi Kinoko, the proponent of this phrase.

I will quote a part of the text from that newsletter.

What can be read from the article was the passionate thought of Konishi Kinoko that this phrase can become a tool to express "the middle of people's thoughts and ideas" without an ending, just as they are.

If you are someone who loves the town of note, I believe you have no objection to how much the "modest daily life without any particular ending" of various noters enriches this world.
And yet, when you stand on the side of sending that out, hesitation is born.
There is no need to hesitate, yet for some reason, you brace yourself.
I felt that Konishi Kinoko is praying for everyone to "just be able to share their daily life with ease"—and that thought gave birth to this phrase, "What is this story about?"

I have no way of guessing whether the birth of the phrase itself was an easy delivery or a difficult one, but the thought contained in the line at the beginning, "When you have been on note for three years, many people disappear," reached me like a stab, even though I have only known this world for half a year.

Even in the half year I have been in the world of note, I have not seen some of the noters I was close to for a long time.

Of course, originally, there is no problem with that.
The world of note is not everything.
Everyone should be free to choose the world they live in and enjoy themselves there.
I have that natural mindset.

But, if as mentioned in the article, there are people leaving the town of note because they are exhausted from "comparing" themselves to others or "feeling jealous" of what others write.

Don't go.
Such words well up to my throat.

Comparing is such a boring thing.
Please, do not let your heart be captured by such a boring thing.
Just as you do not compare people,
people are not comparing you either.
More than you being "amazing,"
the fact that you are just there,
is a thousand times, ten thousand times... a hundred million times more important.

Let's laugh together.
Let's laugh and write together.
It's okay to cry too.
Let's share the thoughts we want to cry about.
Any thought, any word,
acknowledging each other, finding fun in each other,
being moved by each other, crying and laughing—
let's keep doing that from now on.

For me, Konishi Kinoko-san's proposal of "What are you talking about?" was a wonderful magic that spoke for those feelings and showed us an ideal drawn in this town of note.

How big of a movement "What are you talking about?" became after that, and how much energy Konishi Kinoko-san poured into it to realize her vision... that is self-evident if you look at Konishi Kinoko-san's post"Three years. I was shouting 'What are you talking about?' in the back alleys of the no+e town.", and the "impression essays" posted one after another by fellow noters like a response song to that article.

Finally, I would like to introduce that article as a song of support and a thank you to Konishi Kinoko-san.
Konishi Kinoko-san.
And to all the noters who let me read so many "What are you talking about?" posts.
Thank you so, so much!

Is this a story about Nyan? To all the enthusiasts.
May you have a long and happy Panyananda!

This article received three congratulatory boards over several weeks. To everyone who cooperated and everyone who gave a 'like', thank you so much.