"𝘊ô𝘯𝘨 𝘋â𝘯 ơ𝘪! 𝘔𝘢𝘶 𝘩𝘪ế𝘯 𝘵𝘩â𝘯 𝘥ướ𝘪 𝘤ờ!
𝘊ô𝘯𝘨 𝘋â𝘯 ơ𝘪! 𝘔𝘢𝘶 𝘭à𝘮 𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘤õ𝘪 𝘣ờ
𝘛𝘩𝘰á𝘵 𝘤ơ𝘯 𝘵à𝘯 𝘱𝘩á, 𝘷ẻ 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘯ò𝘪 𝘨𝘪ố𝘯𝘨
𝘟ứ𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘩 𝘯𝘨𝘩ì𝘯 𝘯ă𝘮 𝘥ò𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪ố𝘯𝘨 𝘓ạ𝘤 𝘏ồ𝘯𝘨!"
"Dear citizens,
Do you no longer cry for your country? Who did these soldiers die for? Why do you flee, just as our friends did?
Oh citizens..."
South Vietnam, 1964. The Vietnam War has been raging for nine years. An American troop is sent to protect 15-year-old Khôi Luồng's village. The village is bombed a year later, killing nearly everyone Khôi ever knew. In 1966, he joins the Navy, determined to avenge South Vietnam, his home, his people, with his own blood. Amidst the war, he somehow finds brotherhood, laughter, and even forbidden love.
1975, Sài Gòn. Lieutenant Luồng makes his final salute, as he whispers,
"𝘊ô𝘯𝘨 𝘋â𝘯 ơ𝘪... 𝘊ô𝘯𝘨 𝘋â𝘯 ơ𝘪..."
And the citizens of the years to come call out his name in return.
We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them.
And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me.
He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband.
And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins.
And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love.
All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up.
The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever.
I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.