The kittens have gone missing.
It was only yesterday when I was parking the car, shooing the cats to another spot, that the mother decided to walk to another house. While cooking dinner, the usual accompanying sounds of meowing is not heard. Worried, I walked down the road, looked every nook and drain, but they were nowhere to be found.
Mother says the cats have merajuk because she forgot to feed them the day before.
But I am not, like Murakami’s characters, about the embark on some mysterious trail to find these cats; they come and leave as they please. The goal is to be ahead of all parting.
The pakcik fixing the lamps will come in half an hour. I told him yesterday I studied electrical engineering but know nothing about wiring houses. I couldn’t even distinguish the red, brown and blue (?) wires. He just laughed as we tried to figure out which screws go where. Modern lamps, he says.
“One must be absolutely modern”, says Rimbaud,
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