In the morning, as p.o.r.nsak was still lying in bed, I slithered out from bed slowly as not to wake her up. My bedroom clock showed half-past four in the morning and it"s still abit early for me to head for my office to read some of my colleagues and grab some equipment.I slowly stride over to the bathroom to freshen up first and once done, I head to the kitchen to prepare toast bread for breakfast as what I had normally done the other morning.
I used my kitchen phone and called my office colleague and instructed them to prepare some video and photography equipment as a formality. I explained to them my plan for the day and told them to be ready in the office as usual.
After preparing toast bread and the a.s.sortment of spreads on the dining table, I prepared the a.s.sortment of drinks sachet as well as it would be better to make a choice of everything rather than sticking to the usual stuff.
I peeked my head inside the bedroom and saw that p.o.r.nsak had stirred from her slumber. I gingerly walked over and gave a big hug and kiss on her cheek and told her that breakfast would be served soon. She tried to pull me in bed and I laughed saying we got a big day ahead and would need the energy to pull through at least till the evening.
She nodded and stifled her yawn with the back of her hand as she proceeded to head for the shower room. I left the bedroom and went to the kitchen to place the kettle on the cooker hob to boil some water.
I looked at the fire that was beneath the kettle and I thought about what the Monk had told me before. A fire can be a friend that brings you warmth and comfort and as well as prepare food for sustenance.
A fire can also be an enemy if it gets out of control. I peered at the burnt mark of the side of the walla adjoining the kitchen and the living room and the mark that was left there was quite a large radius.
I wondered what happened if this were to strike a human being and what kind of damage it will affect the recipient. It"s going to be a battle of blasts from afar if this were to be recorded on video. Surely its gonna make a sensation among movie makers especially if they were to make combat arts movies.
Waiting for the water to boil, I stood on in the middle of the kitchen and somehow I made a move that was not taught before. As the Monk said, the Mother Earth is the one that makes us rooted to the ground and balanced while allowing our limbs to move freely as if in a breeze, I stood while balancing myself on two feet while I let my whole body weight on one leg. This posture is something called "standing on one leg" or a posture while waiting in a line of a queue.
I closed my eyes and stood there for some time, breathing through my nose and exhaling through my pursed lips. I felt that the whole body weight seemed rooted on one leg that I was standing while the other was sort of sweeping the floor in a circular motion. I sort of subconsciously raised both hands in front of me in upturned position while making a kind of yin yang outline with both arms.
I stood pivoted on the ground with my whole leg on the ground and somehow my left sweeping leg made me like a ballerina on a music box. I felt peaceful and the movements of my hands seemed very fluid.
I was moving my upturned hands and exchanging positions while I was twirling slowly. It was a pleasant sensation that radiated from my third eye chakra and evolves throughout the rest of the chakra points.
The whistling of the kettle awoke me from my meditative, swirling ballerinlike movement in the middle of my kitchen and I opened my eyes and stopped my breathing exercise slowly. I relaxed my hands at my side and regain back my posture and reached my hand to switch off the gas regulator on my cooker hood.
All this while unbeknownst to me, p.o.r.nsak was leaning against the bedroom frame door and watching me. She clapped her hands when I finished the swirling ballerinlike movement in the kitchen and said, "Aroon, you never failed to amaze me in every single bit of what you had done. Not only you surpa.s.sed me in your tier of Chi Levels, but you also had acquired the Kamehameha movement that could be used to wipe out your enemies. I am proud of you having you beside me, Thirak"
*Thirak means darling*
I smiled at her sheepishly and raised the kettle from the hob and brought it to the dining table. "Let"s have breakfast while it"s hot, we can discuss in between meals about your scheduled plan with SPI team. Today would be a date to meet with them and head to the suggested place right?"
"That"s right, Aroon... The first sheet of paper on your clear manila folder is the one that we are going today. Although they were marked as 2/5, 4/5 and 6/5 respectively, I am sure it would be a great deal to increase the ratings as we go gradually. We don"t want them to be scared out of their wits by visiting the abandoned house first, right?"
p.o.r.nsak tore a cocoa pack stick and poured the contents into her cup, carefully lifted the small kettle of water inside it and mixed with a plastic stirrer.
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"Definitely, p.o.r.n... By the way, did your uncle leave you any message or notes or any hints about the two of us staying over the night for the second time?"
I munched my toast bread after spreading half of the surface with margarine and the other half with strawberry jam, wincing my eyes slightly as the sour sweetness of the jam permeated throughout the whole mouth making my taste buds confuse with the saltish, sweet and sourness of the mixture of margarine and jam.
I made myself a 3in1 Nescafe ready mix coffee into the porcelain cup and brought it to my lips. As I drank, I wished I had found out more about the energised water thru the Psi energy spheres. It would be a good idea to keep stock in the refrigerator, as and when it would be readily available to be chugged down. Wonder if every psi spheres would affect coloured and flavoured drinks as well.
This could be a good marketing strategy for an energy drink such as Kratingdaeng and I should name it Mow Tat Tengg. I smiled myself silly as directed by Mr Director himself. *mow tat tengg* is very good chap chulut in Cantonese Dialect. Hahaha
We got ready and soon rode my bike over to SPI headquarters. The team was ready packing their delicate equipment onto a rented van when we arrived. I called up two of my colleagues to head down to SPI headquarters so that they might get to know the guys and let them tinker with their equipment for I know these SPI guys sure take a lot of pride in their equipment.
My two colleagues arrived about 20 minutes later on their bike and parked it at the parking s.p.a.ce of SPI headquarters. They brought some snacks and hot drinks and shared with the SPI team as they know hospitality not only belonged to them but the SPI team as well.
After some time discussing, one of my colleagues and one of the SPI team member approached me, "HunNaa, based on the three locations that we have, which one would we go first? Based on your experience, what would you suggest?"
At the same moment, p.o.r.nsak sauntered over and answered their questions. They would head to the Abandoned Crematorium first while casually said," I"ve prepared the necessary offering for them; milk candies, bottled milk, packet drinks as well as other types of glutinous rice candies as well. Also, there"s a packet of incense sticks to summon them as smoke would probably entice them to appear. These are the things most favoured by little boys and girls and there are about two thousand of those spirits there, so we won"t be able to appease all of them."
The SPI team member who was also the team leader of that team looked on in shock at the revelation by p.o.r.nsak and hurried went back to the group hurry their equipment.
We have reached our ultimatum. The first ever trip was the Wat Pai Ngeon somewhere in Bangkok which is roughly about 140km away from Pattaya and estimated about 3hr 15min drive.
It is now past 9:30 am and if the traffic and weather are good they would reach there slightly before 1 pm.