Vivaldi's 'Winter' (handless).

One of my earliest childhood memories is listening to this piece. (Dad used to play it in the car, a lot.)

This isn't a difficult classical piece to play pun. Tapi jari-jemari kena lipas sikit, merayap kat fretboard.

So I tengok ni, kagum: ...damn, the man doesn't even have hands.

Yet he can still play the lines - and on a pan flute, at that - wonderfully. Bayangkan - the dedication and discipline.

I tengah merenung kat tangan I sekarang. Bersyukur masih ada.