Walking by her side was little Y, who sold passers-by lottery tickets
to earn money. In wrinkled clothes with unkempt hair, they elbowed their
way through the crowd.
He crawled again along the bed of sweet potatoes to see if there was any
bamboo cylinder left, even though he had only a glimmer of hope.
Without water, those children would die.
Ngon was then very interested in football. As a skilled player, he
was encouraged to indulge in narcotics after each hard match to regain
his strength. Gradually, he and three other young players on his team,
all coming from decent families, became victims of addiction.
Living in a faraway land, whenever I missed her, her sullen face
immediately cropped up in my mind. However, I never had time for a
noontime nap to send a dream to her.
A ridiculous idea came into Huan's head: in order to get around
easily in this city, he would need a compass. Whenever he went to his
office or returned home, he got lost amid the high-rises.
She forced him to sit down on the bed. Then she gently rolled up his
trouser leg and bandaged his knee, adjusting the artificial joint
carefully. Sau Tam saw a tear fall right on the injured knee and he
felt a burning sensation there.
Luong Street was short and narrow. It originated from a major avenue
that was always crowded with pedestrians and vehicles, then turned into a
rugged blue stone-paved path to the bank of a big canal spanned by a
curved ferro-concrete bridge. In the water, the bridge's reflection was
surrounded by water hyacinths.
In early December two years ago, my neighbour Mr. Cang, who was the
president of a hardware company, brought home a 30-year-old woman with a
swollen face and black circles around her eyes.
The youth stared at the half-consumed cigarette on his terracotta
ashtray. Its smoke was slowly curling upwards before vanishing into the
air. "Is that an illustration of my fate in the months to come?" he
whispered to himself. "After I turn thirty-five, my existence will go
downhill like this cigarette. In a few minutes, it will be ash."
In the past, my paternal grandfather was very poor, so poor that he had
to leave the village to earn a living in Dong Bang in Son Tay
Province. Actually, the land of Son Tay was not more fertile than the
land in my home village.