For those that had been following the saga episode.
This is a continuation of the saga.
I had mentioned before that I was offered a new post.
But then was stopped from going over for some reasons given.
For as long as the position stays open I still stand a chance.
It's almost six month up for the promise given by them.
The promise was to release me for the post if it still stay open.
The trick now is that they knew the six months is almost up.
Recruitment for that position had been filled recently.
So my chance of getting into that post is going from hopeful to despair now.
This is the dirty trick they had pulled a fast one on me right now.
Just wanted me to remain where I'm.
Anyway.... I'm starting to loose interest in this company.
I am seeing a very bad press of management style and human relation.
First they hold my transfer (aka promotion).
Next they trick me into accepting the promise (aka empty).
Now that our bonus is at stake....
I just wonder what would they think of next?
Why work hard for nothing in the end?
My heart just sank very deeply....very deeply....and getting very tired....
Probably it's time for me to rethink of going for a hiatus again.
Or probably it's time for me to move out of this comfort zone.
Go to a no man land and start my life all over again.
I don't mind tilling the land, run the animals, read all the books I have....
Sit by the sea-shore, catch the breeze, laze under the morning sun....
This is the life I have wanted.
When will I be able to have this kinda life?
Happen to read this email from Kris while writing this blog entry.
This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his
home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son
was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man
ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into
pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to
Although the doctor tried desperately to save
the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the
boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery and saw his bandaged
stubs, he innocently said, "Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck." Then he
asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went
home and committed suicide.
Think about this story the next
time someone steps on your feet or you wish to take revenge. Think
first before you lose your patience with someone you love. Trucks can
be repaired.. Broken bones and hurt feelings often can't. Too often we
fail to recognize the difference
between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.
People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.
"Good Life starts only when you stop wanting a better One"
" Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away "
I believed I had been patience enough to hold their promise.
I have been more than forgiving in any manner toward them.
I have never given up my search for a better life.
I'm for sure that I'll find it one day. When? I don't know....
This half years have taken many moments of my breath away.
For I patiently hoping for this moment to materialise my dream.
In the end my dream looks like it's gonna be shattered again soon.
My feeling and desire is all broken down to ashes now..........
Sometime I just wonder does or will my patience pays off???
Posted at 2:51:05 am by chatpolka