Tuesday, March 17, 2009

tribute to my ping(squared)

I was browsing through a friend's blog, taking an extended visit for the first time. It was really vibrating out positive feelings and emotions. The friend, the owner, has just but tapped into the second decade of her life. A really young, fresh faced, spiritual girl.

In her last entry, which was dated just a couple days ago, she mentioned about how touched she was with her new colleagues, which incidentally were my colleagues too. Yes, we are friends who got to know each other from work. She joined us about 2 months after I started this new job. And yet, she has made faster progress when compared to me, in settling down with the job and accepting the work culture.

A little week ago or so, she was in the worst possible moment of her new job, I guess. She had wanted to quit, and she did. She had called up the manager to inform and at the same time, had decided not to turn up to work. This carried on throughout the week. Your truly was not in the best-est of her health to be able to observe first hand, this scenario.

She had been mugged, the last working day before the new week started. So, come the following monday, she had been taken ill, to quote her, perhaps still a little shocked and depressed from that very shocking incident. Luckily, a part from a little fall, she herself was alright. The only downside was her handbag, along with all her personal belongings, were gone! But of course.

Tuesday was history in the making for my office. The whole of front desk was unavailable! My senior was on her leave, and with both of us calling in sick, there's not front desk for the day. I was a little apprehensive, thinking how would they handle it, especially with my calling in sick. But it was just a day, and my role isn't significant nor exclusive. So, they got by well.

After making my appearance the following day, again, I called in sick for the rest of the week, my throat infection, fever, and cough taking a turn for the worse. I couldn't be bothered to know what's going on in the office and how they would handle it this time. They should be able to manage well. After all, they did before my friend and I came along.

Anyhow, fast forwarding to the following week. I was so glad to see her back the second of work the following week. Life's gotten a little boring after she left. But then again, I didn't really felt the lost, since I myself was gone for almost the whole week. Yet, the thought of not seeing her, of needing to see a new person in that chair, made me a little sad. So, I was really glad that she decided to come back. Even though I did not take part in the active persuasion of influencing her to be back, I'm just glad she's back. At least while I'm still here, let her be here. We had a nice little do to welcome her back, that first afternoon she was back, with pizza on-delivery. Just like a unit, a family.

In all, I feel that the three of us compliment each other well. We all just want to get things done, and not be too restricted in our handling of jobs. Unnecessary and uncalled rigidness will kill us all, especially in spirit. For her to be back, the rigidness will come back again, that's the downside. I foresee that, and observed that, already.

So now, focus on building the lasting. Friendship, appreciation for what you have now, and nurture the relationship as best as we all can, forging a lasting and counting friendship.

This is my tribute to the both you, my ping(squared)., lest I forget in future, this chapter of my life. I've learned and gained and benefited so much from the both of you. One so knowledgable, yet so willing to teach and share and nurture, the other so positive and calm and so open. You both are wonderful people and the pleasure's really mine, to be given the chance to bump into you, in this lifetime.


Thank you, so much.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

That should not have been then

In my truest moment of disregard, I ignored the significance a special date might be to others, simply because I cared not for that date. In my fit to get things done and over with, I had, on the eve of this year's new year, broke the bad, bad news to my (then) significant other.

It never really occurred to me, that by doing so on that day, that night, it might leave a very deep scar on him. A wound cut so deeply that it might take a very long time to heal, if it ever heals, and that he would always be reminded of that the cut that he got whenever that date comes.

I lacked the tact and humanity then. A little oversight on my very stressed mind had become the price that others had to pay so dearly, throughout his life, possibly!

Hence, I'm really holding out my arms and giving a hug out, so say how truly sorry I am to be so tactless in carrying out what I had set to do. Really, it wasn't done on purpose. While the world was celebrating outside, I was being tortured inside., and then, I just bombed you! What can I say, now? I apologized, wholeheartedly.

While I had to do it, I should not have done it then. I am very sorry, honestly.


2nd Friday 13th

It's the third month of this year.
And it's the second time occurrence for a Friday the 13th weekend this year.
Coincidentally, the last entry by yours truly was made the weekend after the first Friday the 13th of this year occurred.
In a space of a month, almost, much has happened.
Like I mentioned in the last entry, everything happens for a reason, or reasons.
Slowly, I shall remind myself, again, why I am blessed.
And that I must not be so selfish as to keep my blessings to myself.
To share, with the world, and with my past, and for my future.