Drifting Life

There is this nagging feeling to give more meaning to my life. Many people, at this juncture, would suggest having a baby. That's not what I am referring to. I have always wanted to start my voluntary work but somehow it didn't happen. As with many things in my life, it's procrastination. I vision I can devote my services in many areas but I just didn't get started with any. I guess that's the failure part in my character. I honestly do not like this bit of myself. Maybe it's about getting out of comfort zone, maybe it's about laziness, whatever is the reason or rather, excuse, it's probably time to do something about it.

I asked, sometimes: "Have I touched?" "Have I helped?" "Have I extended my support?" "Have I listened?" "Have I cherished?" or "Am I just taking life for granted?"

What do you find in office?

We spend at least 8 hours in office. It is therefore unavoidable that we will want to personalise that little 2m x 2m cubicle. Do not underestimate this little square. It is an office, a retreat corner, a meeting room, a display of individualism, a box to think out of the box, a haven for ideas and a private space for a little peace in office. Here's taking a peep at what me and my colleagues have in office.

Rainy weekend...

This weekend is a rainy one. I always like rainy days (but not rainy nights). Especially when my mood is not at it's best. The sound of raindrops and the grey skyline make me feel peaceful. I wanted to capture the scene from my tiny living room window. Droplets of rain streaming down the panel, masking the prematurely lit HDB blocks in the background. I wish I have better skills to capture something this beautiful.

Life is fragile

Beep! The familiar message tone of my hand phone went off. I had to read and, read the message again. A friend from Moscow just pass on. A sudden and shocking news for he is not an old man. Neither was he illness stricken. The folks in Moscow suspected that it was probably a fatal asthma attack.

It's a strange feeling to know a friend had died. Though not close, we were once companions in a foreign land. Maybe Moscow had become a second home to him but I can't help but feel sad that he died alone or at most, just with his girlfriend by his side.

May you rest in peace, Walter.

Making Mistakes...

Though to err is human, I wonder how much lee-way am I given. I am frustrated with myself for making silly mistakes at work and I think they can be avoided. How many times can you say sorry? How long does it takes for credibility to go down the drain? Truly, I must admit that I am not a meticulous person. And it didn't help with early onset of amnesia. Disappointed...with myself.

Going down the wrong path...

How do you extend your hand to someone in need?
How do you reach out for someone in pain?
How do you pull back someone heading down the wrong lane?
How do you know it's too late?
How do you point the responsibility to someone already in pain?
Ever be in the situation where you see someone heading the wrong path but there's no way you can steer them back?

Health...something not to be undermine!

It was a normal night out with friends. We had dinner and since Mind's Cafe next door was available, we popped in for a couple of hours of fun. Just when we were finishing our session and contemplating if we should extend it, Jenny stood up and complained that she had problem hearing from her left ear. She then proceeded out of the cafe thinking that a quieter environment would resume back her hearing. But vomit and fainting spells followed instead. Within minutes, I saw my friend "crumbled" helplessly. She was not able to move. Any small movement would cause an exponential turmoil in her brain which would then trigger more vomiting. We were as helpless as her so the ambulance was our safest bet.

We couldn't help but wondered what happen. She was her perfectly fine self the entire evening and within minutes, she was totally helpless. It was frightening to see my dear friend in this state. Especially when she is one of the fittest among us. Seeing her being totally consumed by this sudden freak incident makes me feel that we are so fragile. Thank God she is recovering fast.

Early Onset of Amnesia....

I am getting worried about my brain development, or should I say brain "deprovement" recently. I seem to be suffering from Amnesia. Since my return from Moscow, I find myself being very forgetful. I used to think highly of my incredible memory but not anymore. I thought to myself that it could be due to stress but now that the major projects are over, the condition has not improved. Should I seek medical help? Should I take more Omega 3 tablets? This is definitely not a case of being pregnant! What could be the cause?

Money No Enough...

Too many things to buy....too little $$. Here's my shopping list:
a. handphone - the current one is going to retire
b. clothes - no woman will think she had enough of them
c. camera - I think I have outgrown the current camera that I have. I am still hoping, wishing and dreaming for a free DSLR
d. a bigger house - my shipment from Moscow came last Sunday. My, I sure have lots of stuff.
f. tour - planning for a tour with some friends and wish for a money plant, one that I can pluck $50 notes from
.........................................and the list just goes on......................