By the time I began attending college, Aunt had built a house of her own. Although it was not luxurious, it was cosy and decent. For four years, most of my expenses for studying and living were borne by her since my parents were poor farmers with a large family. Aunt was still young, I was in my late teens, and I became closer to her than to my mother. visited her often, usually on holidays, travelling the long distance between my college and the heart of he town. There were many times i buried my face in her bosom and cried my eyes o can realise its problems only when you are in love," she said. "Weep to your hearts content, hut don't be disappointed When I started going out with An, she did not object. She only said: "Now that you are in love, you'll have to accept what comes to you good or bad." Mother was totally against our affair because An worked a long way away, about a thousand kilometres from my house and his family belonged to, in her opinion, a dubious circle of traders, Aunt then told me that she was in love as well. I was very glad. "When are you going to get married?" "Never." Surprised, i looked at her closely. At 30, she was still very attractive. It would be an injustice if such a beautiful woman was not loved by anyone. If only I looked like her or Mother, just a bit, things could have been different for me. Instead, I inherited the brown complexion and slanting eyes from Dad. unt, tell me about your love, please," I urged her. She smiled in a vague way for a few seconds, then said: "He is married already, and lives a normal life with his wife and