Saturday, December 6, 2008
The Return of Puteh ( my siamese halfbreed )
This evening, 28 october, as i was mopping the floor, heard familiar 'yells' of meoww followed by my son's cries of 'mak...puteh ...puteh'. truly and real enough, there he was.. our lost siamese half breed. exactly one month we had not seen him ,as we had set off for raya hols on 29 september. n today 28 october ,he was returned to us in one piece,but very2 thin indeed. no wonder...the catnappers wont know his exact diet, anchovies with whiskas, seafood flavour only. n he had been yelling till his voice became so hoarse...meowing endlessly..in his cat language, recalling his detailed acc of how he was abducted...till he was returned today. my son was downstairs with his friend when he saw a white van stopped by abt few yards away frm our house, n puteh was scurrying from the open door n sprinting up the stairs straight into the house. the van was driven away too fast my son failed to get the plate number...i dont care...puteh is back..that's all that matters...the catnappers sure are cat lovers...i see puteh's fur is clean , his ears also cleaned xcept for his weght. he used to weigh abt 4-5 kgs now i guess barely a kg. at the moment im writing this, he is already curled up in his fav seat...
an update today ( 8 December 2008 )
Puteh is getting VIP ( very important person ) treatment: hubby dont mind him sleeping on his favourite seat...infact he lets him sleep on his chest while watching the tv....and his food..his whiskas tin is always full...refills even before its empty...
TIME
There are times when reminiscences of yesteryears will drown me in tears of misdeeds...cliche's. ..charades...n camouflage of wasted days...grievances and of sheer bliss...pure rapture!...euphoria. ..reality denied an everlasting 'heaven on earth’ but time, unfeeling time disclaim reversion of those paces Alas!!...I have to go on yet to efface the memoirs of yesterday is beyond my will I can only veil souvenies of eternal memories embedded in my heart and relish those deja' vu Its time again...for me to portray perspectives in myriads of colours For Life's own...isnt just a single ray of hue TIME...they say heals all wounds...Time...d best therapy for ailments of emotions Time again..is the antidote...for all woes Thus, im giving in to TIME letting time takes its pace learning now not to dwell on bygones of joys we've reached...& of joys that never really were! just a make believe...of castles & gardens u made me see ....a mirage!!! ...an illusion I was stung...down..slain but now im up on my feet and walking again starting anew....given a new strength to prod on...taking life as it comes 'cos things did & do happen for reasons with blessings in disguise thereafter as depicted & wirtten in our life lines Life...without this prism of colours isnt a life to start with and TIME...its reigning factor TIME...and only time withholds the answers to questions unanswered...Que Sera Sera!! in retrospect : composed: 31 January 2008 ( in memory of sumthin' worth remembering ) |
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