The Japanese one

 When I caught sight of this one with an inverted 'U' and white belly, I felt an adrenaline rush.  This was only the second time I've sighted this bird in the bukit (the first in 2018) and I prayed that I'll get a better shot this time.

It was thrilling but in the end it was pure frustration again as the Japanese Paradise Flycatcher (Tersiphone atrocaudata) kept to the upper canopy, and then was off to a similar canopy level before it disappeared.  It didn't return even as I waited and waited and waited.

Nevertheless I felt a triumph to be able to record again its presence here, which brings the total to three species of paradise flycatchers sighted in the bukit, all the species that transit in the country during the migratory season.

This bird is considered a rarer migrant compared with the Amur and Blyth's, slightly slimmer with distinct demarcation between gray chest (or gorgeous purplish-black in male) and white belly, and continuous gray running from throat to chest as in this female/immature male.  Breeding male sports a richer mantle hue, neon-blue eyerings,  a short crest and long black tail streamers.

13/2021

A rare Flycatcher sighting

It was a silhouette of a slim bird that caught my attention and I thought it could be different from what I had seen so far, and boy, was I right.  If only I had known this one would be a rare sighting.

I waited and waited while it flew about in the inner undergrowth after insects.  And finally when it emerged, it was a birder's nightmare when I could not focus properly and to make matters worse, a couple of workers on electrical repairs to lamp posts just metres away, made for loss opportunity to say the least.  So, it's only record shots.  Fortunately these were enough to affirm that this bird is indeed a Japanese Paradise Flycatcher, rarely sighted in this area.
The darker back feathers differentiate it from the Amur Paradise Flycatcher.

And the inverted-U brownish shade on the upper breast and white belly confirmed its identity, a female one.

A terribly wasted opportunity for an ideal shot which I know would haunt me for days.  It flew so low that I had to squat to shoot, and this meant seconds lost for an excellent opportunity.