I was waiting for the elevator when a familiar face joined the wait. I could not make out when or where I had seen him before. I kept stealing a glance at him, trying to remember. My memory went as far as a decade back. But it did not click what was it that I encountered this man. All I know was that it had been a while since I last interacted with him.
You have to agree with me that life has got it's own funny way of intertwining the path of strangers. Even until now, I am intrigued at the fact that some people I got to know in my life knew each other at a different time. For example, Kak H, whom I got to know at my short stint in a particular university, happens to be a pet sister of M whom I knew back when I was in a preparatory program. It surprised me to know that Kak H also knows S, who is also a friend I knew at the same program. Kak H and S seemed to have worked together after coming back from the States.
And this is not the only example that intrigues me.
One night I was chatting with a friend who was tracing her past flames through the net. She found one, and he had the pictures of his family posted on one of the social networking sites. She told me that his wife looked very familiar to her. Being the kay poh chee that I am, plus I would like to see the face that devastated my friend's heart once upon a time ago, I asked her to share me the link to the photo. The next thing I knew, I was laughing so hard that I almost gasp for air... Apparently, her past flame married someone I know, and I was at their function a week before!
Such is the web of our paths, crossing one another for no reasons we can comprehend.
I also know of a man who fell in love with his classmate, to whom he never even said 'hi' before, 18 years after they left school. They both led different lives, had separate experiences and out of nowhere not only found each other, but also found love. Amazing, isn't it?
:)
Which reminds me of a friend's Facebook status. Ila wrote: 'Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking for each other a lifetime that it becomes a miracle!'
Sweet, ain't it?
Owh, by the way, that guy I saw at the elevator... well, he was the panel doctor for the company that I worked with before. I finally remembered while driving home. :D
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
So I was Asked...
I was posed with this question just now, which made me chuckle a moment and stumped the next.
The question was "aina ni kerja byk2 job ke?"
I chuckled because at the back of my head, I had flashes of all the fun things that I have been indulging myself into since late June - the excessive volunteering, the commercial shooting, the job hunting, the contemplating of which job to take, the job hunting again. It is like my body has gone on overdrive and it can't be shifted down.
But those thoughts made me realize that going on overdrive for a stretch of time is not the wisest thing to do, regardless of age. Young or old, a body needs rest when a body needs rest. I guess that was what mine was trying to tell me. 6 weekends of driving up and down and running around while sandwiched between working days that start as early as 6 am can really dehydrate the engine oil of a car, what's more a human body. :)
Then the chuckle stopped, and I started thinking.
I started thinking that I must be running for something, or from something, that made me on this gear for a thad too long. Am I becoming greedy that I just want to be out there doing my volunteering all the time, while fitting in my dream of becoming a commercial star, at the same time juggling time to compile the book manuscript that is now long overdue to the dear publisher? Not to mention the part-time 'serious' work I have agreed to undertake in my so-called-free-but-does-seem-like-limited-now time.
And that sort of worries me of what I am becoming. A Jane of all trade? But a Jane of all trade is a master of nothing. But I want to be a master of everything. So how now? Do I press the slow-down button, or do I keep on the threadmill? Owh, talk of which, trying to keep a normal BMI is also in the daily to-do list.
So now the chuckle has turned into grims. Which I don't like, so I shrugged off the grims and decided, 'for as long that I am happy doing whatever that I am doing now, then I will keep on doing them for the sake of my happiness, fulfillment and satisfaction. If I find that I am no longer happy doing what I was happy doing, I can just press the stop button without having to come up with reasons.'
I guess the question was answered.
:D
The question was "aina ni kerja byk2 job ke?"
I chuckled because at the back of my head, I had flashes of all the fun things that I have been indulging myself into since late June - the excessive volunteering, the commercial shooting, the job hunting, the contemplating of which job to take, the job hunting again. It is like my body has gone on overdrive and it can't be shifted down.
But those thoughts made me realize that going on overdrive for a stretch of time is not the wisest thing to do, regardless of age. Young or old, a body needs rest when a body needs rest. I guess that was what mine was trying to tell me. 6 weekends of driving up and down and running around while sandwiched between working days that start as early as 6 am can really dehydrate the engine oil of a car, what's more a human body. :)
Then the chuckle stopped, and I started thinking.
I started thinking that I must be running for something, or from something, that made me on this gear for a thad too long. Am I becoming greedy that I just want to be out there doing my volunteering all the time, while fitting in my dream of becoming a commercial star, at the same time juggling time to compile the book manuscript that is now long overdue to the dear publisher? Not to mention the part-time 'serious' work I have agreed to undertake in my so-called-free-but-does-seem-like-limited-now time.
And that sort of worries me of what I am becoming. A Jane of all trade? But a Jane of all trade is a master of nothing. But I want to be a master of everything. So how now? Do I press the slow-down button, or do I keep on the threadmill? Owh, talk of which, trying to keep a normal BMI is also in the daily to-do list.
So now the chuckle has turned into grims. Which I don't like, so I shrugged off the grims and decided, 'for as long that I am happy doing whatever that I am doing now, then I will keep on doing them for the sake of my happiness, fulfillment and satisfaction. If I find that I am no longer happy doing what I was happy doing, I can just press the stop button without having to come up with reasons.'
I guess the question was answered.
:D
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