The Day My Kitten Stuck on the Rooftop

My neighbour knocked on my front door early this morning.

It MUST be about the kittens. Whenever the kittens encountered any difficulty that my neighbour couldn't resolve, I would be the saviour.

I opened the front door, smiled at my young neighbour, and she explained the situation,

"The kitten..they are stuck on the rooftop"

I had a look at the poor kitten..yes it was stuck there. Just under my kitchen's window.

I tried to push the kitten into the shovel..but to no avail. The innocent kitten just played with my shovel without any intention of being rescued.

I gave up, went back into my small house and started reading some news, with CNN playing on TV in the background.

I have plenty of important work to finish, hoping my resolve will persevere throughout all this.

Whatober

Actually I have nothing much to say.

I am just restarting Pancasara...after a very long (937km?) hiatus. So much has happened to me, but I am very much glad that I am still alive and breathing.

I am just here scribbling some words to get my old mood and feel of writing back. I used to write anything that came at the back of my mind, so now I am flexing that memory to life.

I will be back writing, to preserve my memory. I forget a lot nowadays, maybe due to my advancing age. Writing will keep my memory on paper (or is it on the internet?).

* Whatober is the abbreviation of "what?? october already??" 

17 August

On this day 73 years ago, a history was made.

Indonesia proclaimed her independence from the Netherlands.

Today, another history was written.

On Indonesian soil, Malaysia shocked the defending champion Korea 2-1.

The odds of them winning was so low, yet they had achieved the impossible.

As the Indonesian fought hard against the Netherlands to gain their freedom, the Malaysian under-23 fought reasonably well against the mighty Korean to nail this historic win.

Coincidentally, 73 years ago and today fall on the same day of Friday.

There's another thing associated with this date that makes this two events even more meaningful...

...at least for me.

A REAL new beginning

It's been a year (!).

How time really flies.

Rusty and dusty, Pancasara should be revived.

A New Beginning

It has been almost two months since I last visited Pancasara. I missed all the fervour that comes with writing that keeps me alive up until now.

A stockpile of seemingly neverending work is the only hurdle that prevented me from writing regularly here.

There are a lot of things that I missed...the luxury of time that I used to have at my disposal, the company of friends, the respect for work that I've accomplished; all these are slipping away from me at an alarming rate.

Nevermind...as long as I've never given up hope. Hope is half the battle. If we continue to have hope, we are halfway into the corridor of victory.

I've shaken up Pancasara a bit to give it a new fresh outlook. There are many things ahead, but together, we will strive to overcome it. With hope.       

April 2017

I think, for the entire duration of my whole life, this is the longest April ever.

Can't wait for all of this to end.

Four days to go.

The World According to Clarkson

Finished this giant book recently. I borrowed it from a local mini library in Bayan Baru...where I regard as my sanctuary.

The mini library was the source of almost all my reading materials as I am very short on cash to be spending on books. Plus I do not own a large space to accommodate all my books. In future, I hope to have a mini library in my own home to store all my stocks of beloved books.

Personally I am not very keen on Clarkson, as he was infamous once upon a while ago for deriding our national car Proton on his television programme. But upon reading his thoughts in writing, I think he is just that kind of person...a person who blurts out anything that crosses his mind. Can't blame him for that.

He also has a sense of humour...a lot of it to be exact. When Clarkson hates something, he hates it with every cell in his body, or in his own word "I hate you at the cellular level". I find this phrase hilarious and stupid, but that's just him.

I won't recommend this book, because it's too thick and too British-centred. But if you have nothing to do in the middle of the night and you can't sleep, this book is excellent. It will make you fall asleep faster.