She knew that her man would be shot down like an animal the moment he came within their rifle range.

“I know. But, with me, everything is up to my master. We are the same, Nak. It’s duty first,” Hern said tersely. “So, how shall we do it?”

''We won't be as poor as at home. Got to be brave. There are a lot of jobs in the city. We will find something.

"Are you singing, Mother?'' My eyelids are so heavy that I have to force them open to ask my mother.

The man was sharply conscious of the poignancy of the sadness and loneliness of man’s individual destiny.