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How Did I Know About Independence?

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I published this piece on the 16th of September 2019, on Facebook  to commemorate the very special  day on which Papua New Guinea Got Independence from its  colonizer - Australia.   Today I decided to publish it again on my blog to have it kept in my blog archive.  I know you have your own story of when and how you understood about the independence. Write your own story and be grateful that you're independent. God Bless the Reader,  God Bless PNG.   T his smile is satirical somewhat yet agitating. It’s clumsy. My head hangs on an entirely embarrassed body. You don’t simply grasp how it touches when you look back at your silly moments, do you? This day reminds me of my past. Did they know; did their parents tell them? How could those kids of my age talk about it? I was muddled. It’s gotten tensed. Artworks stood emblematic, the atmosphere there was utterly lively. Enthralling melodies jingled through the airwaves. Blues and gloom faded. The chanting whistles of encircling hil
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TAKE A STEP FORWARD EACH DAY & THE VIEW CHANGES AT EVERY TURN YOU TAKE.

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T he anthology that I worked on for my Creative Writing major project had to be comprised of five poems, two short stories, a play and my dad's autobiography (Part I). Creative writing was one of three electives I took from the School of Social Science and Humanities (SHSS) at the University of Papua New Guinea (UPNG). It was second semester, 2017 during my final year studies. I presented the poems to my lecturer for corrections. She asked earlier if we would bring our first drafts to her for further guidance. All my poems seemed beautiful and it even placed me to an edified excitement. The meter sounds of poetry is one thing; all of mine sounded perfectly exceptional. After having glanced through the poems just once however; my lecturer told me I went off-track. Off-track; how? I had a disoriented feeling. I was lost as I had so much confidence on my poems. I was confident that I would return with uplifting compliments; at least some words that would foster my effort on the remain
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HOW I LEARNT ABOUT AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION CARS REMAINS NOW A MEMORY TO REMEMBER FOREVER!!

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  Late Captain Sanol Kyakagen During his Pilot Training in New Zealand.  A s a first timer in POM, I didn't know a lot of places. I had no where else to go. It was around early Feb.in 2014. I got registered at school (UPNG) already, but before classes began I stayed at my Aunt’s place for a few more days.    I was so anxious that I would see the big buildings, nice cars, the famous Ela Beach and the sea and of course the whole city. I have heard a lot of nice stuffs about POM that got me restless even the night before I traveled.  Sadly however, my aunt and my uncle were both working.    We would go out in the afternoon a few times, but only for better reasons; like to buy groceries. They were both elderly and respectable and would focus more on better things than to go out for fun and see places. Since I was new, I locked myself up; water plants, watched a lot of TV programs, eat and sleep and stayed home.     In the middle of one of this big-yawn days, I had a call coming in on m
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ALWAYS STAY HUMBLE!

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   Nothing that goes up stays there forever! Life is NOT a Competition! A Humble & Content Person always Lives a Happy Life! Y ou don't remain healthy forever! You don't remain wealthy forever! You don't remain happy forever! You have your time to lose weight! You have your time to lose health! You have your time to lose wealth! You bloom, You glow, You gloom, You will need a friend, You will need an hand, You will need a help to stand, Do NOT let your money and your wealth make you think Sky-9 is your eternal throne. NOTHING THAT GOES UP STAYS THERE FOREVER! Even the great heroes have fallen. As humans on earth, we are meant to to rise and fall. Do NOT underestimate your fellow brethren. Always Stay Humble & Happy!
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SOME ATTITUDES NEED TO BE CORRECTED IN A DIFFERENT WAY! NOT ALWAYS BY TELLING THEM!

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When you ask them to understand you, they don't. When you ask them to feel you, they don't. When you tell the stories of your circumstances, they only feel the weight of theirs so much than yours.  The impact is meager when you tell them. Put  them at a situation where they feel you; where it open their eyes. Only then they will understand you!   I received a text few days before going for 2020 Christmas holiday; it was one of my brothers back at home. This wasn't his first-time texting me. He's been requesting for my old shoe for quite a while. One thing about people back at home is when they ask for an old or a used stuff, they actually have in their mind a new one! I explained to my brother several times that I didn't have any extra, but he insisted. I told him my old shoe was almost two years old and was slowly getting ripped off, but he still wanted it. Well, I didn't say much this time and I never replied to his text too. I told him enough. This time I kn
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SEVEN DAYS AFTER DEATH EXPERIENCE IS MY BIRTHDAY!

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"Nothing could ever stand in the way of death, but My God did!" O n Thursday, the 4th of my birth month - February, 2021, I woke up to realize it was the Emergency Ward of Port Moresby General Hospital. And on the second week, it turns out that the same day is my birthday - exactly seven (7) days now from what should have been my deathday/dead-date. Should that be a coincidence? Photos of My Birthday wishes from LinkedIn connections  & the two at the top were taken when I was admitted to   Port Moresby General Hospital on the 3rd of Feb, 2021      It's creepy going down the path of death; you don't want go there.  Your hair rises, you have goosebumps all over your body. When you get down there you don't come back at all. It is a point of no return! Imagine those corps stored in the freezing mortuary at Port Moresby General Hospital right now? Would you dare wish to go have a try out for real at the stinky, dark & frosty-bound there? Surely NOT! But then on
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SCARS WITHIN ARE ROADMAPS TO OUR SUNSHINE!

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FAILURE COMES ONLY TO THE PEOPLE WHO BELIEVE WHEN OTHERS SAY 'YOU WILL FAIL .' Where flowers bloom, so does hope. Smile is all around them. The fragrance in the hands that grasp roses attract a thousand bees, toiling to refine the hairs of ferries within walls.  Conceited proprietor takes pride in one, two, or three blooming at the back yard. There are impenetrable stockades for the empire within and that never allows for even a single wave of a bird’s whistle. The entire sphere keeps on reminding him who constructs territory, the world is beautiful and the beauty is all his own creation. I watched big birds taking off and sailing across open skies. Their children were roses in concrete gardens, beautiful and forlorn. Laughters ware the musics of their souls. A typical teenage boy’s heart had always been a disaster. My hopes were a fragile seed. I was lost in an ocean of limbless faces. To see a dry land wasn't so  possible; to enjoy a sun shine seemed a thousand years wa
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I NEVER KNEW WHO I RESEMBLE UNTIL I MET A STRANGE WOMAN!

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  Photograph of myself - 2020 ONE OF THE OLDERST  QUESTIONS I  EVER  HAD WAS  "WHO'S IMAGE DO I CARRY?" I am one of those many out there who lived with only one parent. For me it was my mom. That life was very eventful; things hadn't been that easy. Stuffs happened. A countless stories to be told later.   To a bit of an extent, I recall a few things that are yet so obscure. I remember sitting on my dad's laps spinning around the steering wheel of a blue MITSUBISHI L200. I enjoyed those beautiful things dad used to bring home from Port Moresby and other big places. I remember dad connecting electricity home, powered by generator and  lighting up wooden houses. We could have our plates full of food varieties every single meal. I saw a lot of people living with us; most of them worked for us actually. I thought they were my relatives. They would treat me like better than special. During those days, I used to call someone a "Papa." And with him in the house,
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