It's been a while that I haven't updated my blog. Not that I don't want to but because I cannot afford to spare the time. Even when I do have time, I was not in the mood because of the exhaustion I felt from the many multiple tasks and projects that I am handling now. Some of my friends has been pestering me to update my blog (okay superchica, I am doing it now!).
However, today, I am in the mood to update something. Mainly because:
1) Roger Federer won the US Open
2) I found back my close friend from my alma mater - Mr Cicakman
3) My sons have been fasting thus far
4) I have yet to miss my 'terawih' to date
5) I have just celebrated my 10th anniversary last Friday
6) Things seems to be under better control and more stable at work
7) I have finished shopping for my kids Hari Raya clothings
So much of good things has happen to me for the last few days that I guess it warrants some entry in the blog.
Thank you GOD for ALL the blessings that you have given me and my family. At times, I felt that GOD has been super-generous with me, to the point that I felt I don't really deserve them. But I guess He knows best.
I think I am going for a new goal in life. Perhaps to win my first tennis Grand Slam at the age of 40?
Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Boy's night out
Last Friday night, I went out with Koosh and Ozor to watch a local horror show. I can't recall going out with us just boys without our extended family members for more than 10 years. Actually it started when Ozor wants to see the film but can't go with his wife because she's pregnant. As for me, I haven't been to a horror show for quite some time. Since, I thought this would be a good opportunity for some time alone, I agree with to tag along. But deep down, I thought it was quite weird being a married guy going out with friends on Friday night. I feel it was too 'hip' for a mature guy like me.
Indeed it was a fun night! First, I got to see how a 'scaredy-cat' Koosh was when it comes to watching horror movie. Throughout, the show Koosh was uttering some expletives whenever he was afraid or feeling something was lurking. I too have my moment of cowardliness but seeing another friend who is more scared than you somehow boost you 'macho'ness a bit.
After the show, we went for a drink and continued chit-chatting and caught up with the latest gossip (yes, we boys do gossip you know!). Somehow, during our conversation, we manage to point out each other's peculiarity. I started it when I pointed out Koosh's obsession with his boss. It seems that every time we strike a conversation, he always mention about his boss. They also pointed out that I tend to talk too much about work. At one point, Koosh even accused me of being workaholic! In then end, we make a pact to stay away from talking the things that we seem to be 'obsessed' with. We also talked about how we wish to live the lives of one another, only to realise that each one has its own shortcomings.
When I went back home, I saw my wife sound asleep and it got me thinking, no matter how much fun I had out there, nothing can beat the fun I had with my family. It takes me just one night to realise that what I had was real.
Indeed it was a fun night! First, I got to see how a 'scaredy-cat' Koosh was when it comes to watching horror movie. Throughout, the show Koosh was uttering some expletives whenever he was afraid or feeling something was lurking. I too have my moment of cowardliness but seeing another friend who is more scared than you somehow boost you 'macho'ness a bit.
After the show, we went for a drink and continued chit-chatting and caught up with the latest gossip (yes, we boys do gossip you know!). Somehow, during our conversation, we manage to point out each other's peculiarity. I started it when I pointed out Koosh's obsession with his boss. It seems that every time we strike a conversation, he always mention about his boss. They also pointed out that I tend to talk too much about work. At one point, Koosh even accused me of being workaholic! In then end, we make a pact to stay away from talking the things that we seem to be 'obsessed' with. We also talked about how we wish to live the lives of one another, only to realise that each one has its own shortcomings.
When I went back home, I saw my wife sound asleep and it got me thinking, no matter how much fun I had out there, nothing can beat the fun I had with my family. It takes me just one night to realise that what I had was real.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Dejavu
Yesterday, one of my subordinates, SS called to ask for emergency leave. She mentioned that she has to see a doctor immediately to ascertain whether an 'ulcer' in her mouth could be cancerous. She did sound pretty scared but I assure her that this could be just a standard medical routine. Ironically, whilst giving her the re-assurance, my heart almost drop when I hear the news. The thoughts of her having cancer and eventually losing her came racing through my mind. She is still young, with brilliant mind and has great potential. In fact, I am grooming her to be my successor.
The news does affect my whole day yesterday. I can't believe this is happening again. I began to remember the incidents that happen 5 years ago when a close friend of mine, TT broke the news of having cancer after having similar symptoms. At that point, I was taken aback, but I was still full of positivity then that I naively believe that he can overcome this and recover from it. The truth was, he died last year after battling the cancer for the last 3 years.
My friendship with TT did not start amicably. He was my superior and I hate his guts. I found that he is very bossy, argumentative and such a control freak. He liked to give sarcastic remarks and always dumped a lot of work on me. We were even labelled by our colleagues and our bosses as anjing dan kucing, simply because whenever we are together, we always end-up arguing. Despite all this, we are still able to maintain a cordial and professional working relationship. Deep down, I always admire him for his intelligence. There were times when it is just impossible to outsmart him.
I began to see the other side of TT after one incident when I was facing huge personal problem. When I confide to him (which he prompted after series of mediocre work from me), he had shown tremendous support. He was quick to offer me words of encouragement for me to bravely faced the challenges. Then I realise that TT has such a huge heart. In addition, I also began to note that despite all the harsh comments that he threw at me, he was always fair in his performance appraisal of me. In fact, a little bird told me that during a closed-door discussion, he was fighting hard for my promotion. I owe my professional development a lot to him.
We lose contact when he left the company to work overseas. Every now and then, I thought of contacting him but couldn't bring myself to the phone due to work demands. One night, one of my friend text me about TT's obituary in one of the local newspaper. I was really devastated. He was just 36. I attended his funeral to give him the last respect. During the last 8 month before his demise, he was hospitalised in a hospital just behind my house. I could have visited him and lend the support, had I picked up the phone and called him earlier. I felt very guilty. I feel I have failed as a good friend. How I wish I could reciprocate his kind gestures.
I do have similar relationship with SS, except this time I was the boss. I have to admit that I was very hard on her. Despite my high demand and tight deadlines, she managed to deliver. Perhaps this little incident should remind me that perhaps, it's about time for me to go easy on her. She told me that she would know the results by next week. Whilst I gave her some re-assuring words, I feel that I need some reassurance myself. The thoughts of TT keeps playing in my head repeatedly. I don't think I want to go through this all over again.
The news does affect my whole day yesterday. I can't believe this is happening again. I began to remember the incidents that happen 5 years ago when a close friend of mine, TT broke the news of having cancer after having similar symptoms. At that point, I was taken aback, but I was still full of positivity then that I naively believe that he can overcome this and recover from it. The truth was, he died last year after battling the cancer for the last 3 years.
My friendship with TT did not start amicably. He was my superior and I hate his guts. I found that he is very bossy, argumentative and such a control freak. He liked to give sarcastic remarks and always dumped a lot of work on me. We were even labelled by our colleagues and our bosses as anjing dan kucing, simply because whenever we are together, we always end-up arguing. Despite all this, we are still able to maintain a cordial and professional working relationship. Deep down, I always admire him for his intelligence. There were times when it is just impossible to outsmart him.
I began to see the other side of TT after one incident when I was facing huge personal problem. When I confide to him (which he prompted after series of mediocre work from me), he had shown tremendous support. He was quick to offer me words of encouragement for me to bravely faced the challenges. Then I realise that TT has such a huge heart. In addition, I also began to note that despite all the harsh comments that he threw at me, he was always fair in his performance appraisal of me. In fact, a little bird told me that during a closed-door discussion, he was fighting hard for my promotion. I owe my professional development a lot to him.
We lose contact when he left the company to work overseas. Every now and then, I thought of contacting him but couldn't bring myself to the phone due to work demands. One night, one of my friend text me about TT's obituary in one of the local newspaper. I was really devastated. He was just 36. I attended his funeral to give him the last respect. During the last 8 month before his demise, he was hospitalised in a hospital just behind my house. I could have visited him and lend the support, had I picked up the phone and called him earlier. I felt very guilty. I feel I have failed as a good friend. How I wish I could reciprocate his kind gestures.
I do have similar relationship with SS, except this time I was the boss. I have to admit that I was very hard on her. Despite my high demand and tight deadlines, she managed to deliver. Perhaps this little incident should remind me that perhaps, it's about time for me to go easy on her. She told me that she would know the results by next week. Whilst I gave her some re-assuring words, I feel that I need some reassurance myself. The thoughts of TT keeps playing in my head repeatedly. I don't think I want to go through this all over again.
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