The valley of dew

The valley of dew

The night thickened, and turmeric petals sprinkled in cups of wine. The wine tasted teary. Women stood in line waiting for the exact moment when they could scoop up fresh water from the village well to wash their husbands’ faces with to bring them luck throughout the New Year.  (Jan 21, 2018)

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Mr Toan was taken to Cancer Hospital K. in Ha Noi a month ago. His two sons: Phuong, the elder brother, and Binh stayed in the clinic to look after him, each a day at a time. Hao, the former’s wife, and her younger sister-in-law, were both exempted from visiting due to their poor health. 

The wind blows unabatedly

  Feb 24, 2018
Hao Mi Cha was a handsome man with a high, square forehead, bushy eyebrows, bright eyes, white teeth and an attractive smile. Many girls liked him, but he was like a horse that only wanted to graze in his own hamlet.  

The angel child

  Feb 18, 2018
He sat waiting for his ex-wife at the coffee shop. He had not talked with anyone in a long while, so he was looking forward to it with a mix of excitement and unease.  

A memorable old Tet market

  Feb 14, 2018
NDO – What is more fun than to go shopping in preparation for Tet (Lunar New Year)? Adults go to the market to purchase goods, while children, though having nothing specific to do, are very eager to go the Tet market, because they will have a chance to watch, play, and if lucky, get a tasty snack.  

Diseases and desires

  Feb 04, 2018
Nang was a bed-ridden patient whose whole body was scarlet, like a lobster after being boiled. The red hue to his skin made him a disgusting sight, bar his bright eyes and their sparkling, sad look.  

Avocadoes

  Jan 27, 2018
She didn’t know why she decided to tell the truth that day. Was it because she wanted their relationship to be real? No, no one believed the social media could breed anything real; she herself was proof of that. She didn’t willfully plan to deceive anyone but still lied to have fun and blow off steam. 

Tearless in Bangalore

  Jan 07, 2018
On board the flight from Bangkok to Bangalore, Diep sat next to a Korean businessman who had been trading in that Indian state for several years. It was the Silicon Valley of India, he informed her. And not only of India: Bangalore was the software center of the world. All the top software and electronic technology innovators and experts had come to roost in that state.  

The last journey

  Dec 30, 2017
Saigon never sleeps. Yet our room is deadly quiet. The quietness feels quite similar to the silence that reigned in those Soviet-style communal apartment buildings in Hanoi where we once lived, when adults went to work and children went to school. But is life ever quiet…  

The Ghost of Gold

  Dec 24, 2017
The trading platform I used to operate 23 hours a day with the software mt4. It attracts investors through leverage; if an investor is wise enough, the leverage will be their advantage, bringing profits when they have good luck. But the wise investor will never be distracted by the leverage.  

Gone the Scholar’s Day

  Dec 10, 2017
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The memory-eating virus

  Dec 02, 2017
The quarrels with my wife came about because of my refusal to see a doctor.  

The cruel tricks of life

  Nov 26, 2017
It was a summer afternoon. Plants and grass withered in the scorching heat. So did two large alocasia leaves over the baskets of dung which lay heavy on the pole on my sore shoulders.  

The three friends' story

  Nov 19, 2017
“I have one foot in the grave!” Toan moaned. “We’re so old now, we haven’t got long left” he burst out laughing coldly. “Well, still see Hien, don’t you? In my heart of hearts I still have a deep hatred for him.”  

The haunted alley

  Nov 12, 2017
I was about to begin my flight. The starting-point was the window of my room on the sixth floor of our condo and the end was the ground. It would take just a few seconds.