The People of Saigon: A Tribute

I should thank all the Vietnamese for their kindness. This is not a fake compliment. This is real and I really mean it. In fact, I think I should tribute this entry to all nice Vietnamese.

When the flight landed, I was in a very confused state. This is a country which speaks little English. This is a socialists country which according to historians and democratic propagandists is evil. And, this is a land which has seven million people all crowded in a small city. There are many reasons to be afraid to be here alone.

When I met the bus conductor (bus no 152 to Pham Ngu Luo), little by little, the fear turns to comfort. The Vietnamese are in fact very courteous.

Then I met a lady with her little girl in a bus, talking like we have met long.



Also the boy who approached me when I was unable to get the point across to the people in the central bus station.

‘How may I help you sir?’

He said. Then, I was in a bus to Cho Ray. A girl chatted me up with her accented English and also the bus conductor who worked two years in Malaysia.




The conference was nicely conducted. And there, Kim Koon entered the picture. She brought half of the her Biomedical Engineering course mates to entertain us. I can’t remember the names. But the most helpful were the one in red dress and the chubby one. The others was as nice except probably they are a bit conscious with their English.



I had a grand time in Ho Chi Minh, hope to be there someday. To all good people of the city, I thank you.