Am I On The Right Track?

Being right is ain’t easy and sometimes when you think you’re right but people around you think differently; you’ll start to ponder, “Am I right or are they wrong?” …And there are other times when you know you’re heading towards the wrong direction yet simply can’t stop yourself…for various reasons…then the defensiveness emerges… “I know it’s somehow wrong but still I can’t help myself!”
Lately, there had been few encounters when someone suggested to reconsider my profession…well…somehow it’s a simultaneous effect of good and bad feeling swirling inside me. Being affirmed to have a certain flair for another occupation somehow or rather boosts up the confidence and egoism…yet to be doubt of having a good prospect by sticking to my current job sounds pathetic.

In fact, I adore my job though wish to have more hands-on trainings park under my nose. On the other hand, being doubt for choosing the right profession still haunting my mind…Ying has told me to give a few years to try on …which I have abide for so long…in spite of the same uncertainty keep clouding my ever-confined brain.

I had been asking myself on and off; am I on the right track? Should I maneuver or stay on track? Is it too soon? Will I regret? What if…and what if?

The questions yet to be answered…

Zephyr of Love Drapes Around My Heart…

6 years ago, he stole my heart...and 6 years later, he did it again. He who is always lukewarm in romanticism finally strikes again…and each time he acts simply steals my breath away.

A simple card, my favourite roses, a token of love & sprinkles of surprise…that’s all it takes to melt my little heart…for he knows what frowns my brows and curves my lips…for I know what he did is truly from his heart.

For him to write me a poem is a rocket-science project…yet what he did touches me to the core of my heart.

Simple wording simple rhythm, simple language from a simple heart; with a simple meaning and a simple gesture…that’s how he simply steals my heart again.

I love you, Kwong Fu...

What Is Team Building All About?

What’s so peculiar with team building whereby certain companies are more than willing to burn a hole in their already slashed pockets to send their employees to such event? What is such a deal about people gather in a place and undergo some physical or mentally challenged activities? What is the ulterior ‘thing’ we want to see at the end of the day?

Below will be my two cents worth of thoughts:

Each individual comes to this world bringing their distinctive characteristic. That is what makes homosapien so interesting, so much renowned than other creatures in this galaxy. When human races meet each other, it creates miracle or vice versa; catastrophe.

Why is it so? Because when people who come together are willing to accept each others’ individuality, embracing one another’s strength and seal their weaknesses; that’s when magic of miracles evolves!

However, when they are blindly led by their self-centeredness, unwilling to welcome other’s uniqueness, when blame games uproot over failure; catastrophe erupts.

By identifying the differences of people in an organization and know how to bring them together as one, that is the key to ignite synergy and sail every member of the establishment to a greater success. And how do we achieve the oneness that each and every establishment yearned for? I would say that team building is the answer.

Curious of why am I so firm about my statements? I justified my belief with what I’ve heard throughout the team building of Packet Hub.

Sherry said, “It’s a Domino effect. One falls, all fail."

Timothy said, “Let’s celebrate the differences!”

Eddie said, “We’ve got to choose the right people for the right position to achieve
the goal together.”

Anonymous, “Just believe it. Just do it.”

Ideas Of The Universe Are At Your Feet...Waiting For You To Exploit

2 days 1 night in Port Dickson this time around is quite fruitful, I guess. Ample of time with no room to spend is indeed a mind torturing deed. After a while of being an amateur photographer, I started to sit down under the tree and observed my fellow colleagues happily struggling with the ‘fun’ games created by team builders.

The convivial breeze from the sea, the ever sunny sky glowing upon the woodland; a perfect ambience for generating ideas and welcoming inspirations. That was the moment it stroke me…Why sit here and do nothing? You have the perfect setting to release your words into a memorable work…and that’s when I started to blog. I took out my pen and notepad and minutes later, inks started to swamp the notepad on my hands.

To tell the truth, all the ideas to write, issues to contemplate on, matters to be commented on suddenly just inundated my mind, each trying to prove that they are worthy to be the first priority in my latest blog. The sensation was just inexpressible… having the ideas of the universe in your head without the need to crack the skull thinking of what to write!

As what the title insinuates, the ideas of the universe are at your feet…just waiting for you to exploit.

I Miss Home...

All these while, homesick has never been a real issue in my life but this time around, I just want to grab my backpack (clothes, innerwear, wallet, hp…and THE MOST IMPORTANT!!! SKINCARE) … errm...I wonder can stuff my BB into my backpack or not??? …and flying straight back home to Mom…hugging her hard and tell her “Mom, I love you”

I’m aghast of being in the state of ail since experienced the past whole month living in the torture of sickness…not to mention some other personal issues which joined hands in assaulting my mind. I thought I’m slowly recovering and happily munching away food which I’ve missed out for the whole month but…today bloody hell symptom arise AGAIN…

After enjoying my not-so-impressive breakfast tapao from cafeteria, I started to feel the dizziness cropping out from nowhere. There was one time I stood up; ready to go for fruit attack in M Floor and just a few steps I geared in, my body staggered. That just confirmed it, yeah…You’re sick again, baby!!! We come to visit you again on April Fool!!!

Seeing everyone happily goo hunting for their lunch makes me envious and jealous. Heading down to M floor; looking at people cheerfully munching away their food made me disgusted at myself…apala..sikit-sikit sakit…taufu arr?

Subsequently, the familiar face of my beloved Mother surfaced and her frequently asked questions streaming into my now giddy mind…She will be asking, “Why are you sick again lo?. Must be didn’t eat proper meal again, right? Tell you already, don’t need to scare to be fat, fat is prosperity. You are skinny already, why on diet again? Got see doctor or not? Got eat medicine or not? Aiyo, you ahh…like “Ling Dai Yu” (a.k.a Ailing Beauty).

Mom…I missed you so much…I’m sick again…

A Sensation Breathes Life Into Me...

Achiness marched into my body system towards the noon of the day… and the commotion of pain, sore and rawness is a pleasure to suffer this time around…Weird? Yeah…I guess so. Maybe due to years of dormant lead to this idiocy…enjoying the pain that healthiness brings; coz deep down I somehow realize that pain is good…it’s good…

Lately, there has been a paradigm shift in my emotion, or should I say paradigm shifts? In friendship, I encountered fraudulence and experienced genuineness. Physically, I recognized deterioration in health yet I rediscover the flicker of life. Emotionally, I succumbed and learn how to get back on my feet again. Spiritually, I regain what I’ve once lost – my inner self.

I guess I am still gaining the merit despite the month of sickness that tore down my health…for I have rekindle with what I’ve always been looking for…the real me.