assalamualaikum
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
I think I have just rediscovered the joy of playing football. King Kenny has now get everybody going. His magic manifested in my display tonight, not terrific, but I feel good, that is how I describe it.
You know when you are scoring goals, albeit not freely, you feel that confidence is roaring high. The next one will spur you to score another one.
Though it was another futsal session, I never really enjoyed being a striker. I feel the greatest joy in defending my own keep. Going home with 3 points is more felt when you have secured a clean sheet.
The way I see myself throughout these 27 years is, I am a team player. A victory as a team is more important than winning the top goalscorer award.
I may not have the best qualities to become a leader, but believe me, when I get the right team mates, I do strive for success together.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Burning Sensation
assalamualaikum
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
For the past couple of days, I seem to have little motivation to get up in the morning to go to work. It is not the same anymore. The joy of coming to work is not there.
Previously, life was better, in terms of relativity. I get to express myself freely. Whatever job is given will be distributed evenly. All the time, there must be one who must break this teamwork spirit.
A happy man 4 days before
Why, why and why?
He, hardly does any job. He, runs away a lot of the time. He, comes late EVERYday. He, goes for long 'short smoking session.'
He, also however, makes it public over the smallest job he did yesterday. He, tries to portray good image in front of the seniors. He, even complains that nobody ever helps him do the job in the ward.
The seniors, well, a couple of them know of this.
You see, knowing alone does not do any good. Better still, they keep their eyes blind.
When boss praises this so called 'hardworking fella' , none of them open their mouth.
The hardest to swallow, when boss brings down several of my colleagues, none of them try to defend the juniors.
Why, why and why?
When you work your socks off, and your colleague doesn't, you get run down and he gets all the praises in the world.
Who on earth cares about the praises. To the many of us, we feel extremely low after being told off in that manner.
It does not only hurt, it kills off your motivation.
Surprisingly, fairness, I suppose, is the projected image that they see in themselves.
I know I better keep it low, at least for now. If any of them happens to read my blog, so be it. At least, I get to express myself. Knowing that our voices are not heard, the more I keep it inside, the hotter it is the burning sensation to vomit this out.
I have decided to channel it down in this blog.
Perhaps, if they come through this blog, they will have the courtesy to seek what is the truth.
Fingers crossed, and I can only hope.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
p/s All of you have been there. So, please, revise the meaning of the word fair.
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
For the past couple of days, I seem to have little motivation to get up in the morning to go to work. It is not the same anymore. The joy of coming to work is not there.
Previously, life was better, in terms of relativity. I get to express myself freely. Whatever job is given will be distributed evenly. All the time, there must be one who must break this teamwork spirit.
A happy man 4 days beforeWhy, why and why?
He, hardly does any job. He, runs away a lot of the time. He, comes late EVERYday. He, goes for long 'short smoking session.'
He, also however, makes it public over the smallest job he did yesterday. He, tries to portray good image in front of the seniors. He, even complains that nobody ever helps him do the job in the ward.
The seniors, well, a couple of them know of this.
You see, knowing alone does not do any good. Better still, they keep their eyes blind.
When boss praises this so called 'hardworking fella' , none of them open their mouth.
The hardest to swallow, when boss brings down several of my colleagues, none of them try to defend the juniors.
Why, why and why?
When you work your socks off, and your colleague doesn't, you get run down and he gets all the praises in the world.
Who on earth cares about the praises. To the many of us, we feel extremely low after being told off in that manner.
It does not only hurt, it kills off your motivation.
Surprisingly, fairness, I suppose, is the projected image that they see in themselves.
I know I better keep it low, at least for now. If any of them happens to read my blog, so be it. At least, I get to express myself. Knowing that our voices are not heard, the more I keep it inside, the hotter it is the burning sensation to vomit this out.
I have decided to channel it down in this blog.
Perhaps, if they come through this blog, they will have the courtesy to seek what is the truth.
Fingers crossed, and I can only hope.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
p/s All of you have been there. So, please, revise the meaning of the word fair.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Comeback!
assalamualaikum
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
I feel so exhausted. I haven't done much though, but this lethargy is rather not unusual. I was post on call yesterday, but the rest that I had had was insufficient.
I will be at Lumut tomorrow, for my younger sister's wedding. To be honest, I really have no idea where it is.
Who cares, as long as I get to see my family members, I'll be more than happy.
I will stop here. I badly need some rest.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
I was unpleasantly surprised when I saw this. She made a comeback!
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
I feel so exhausted. I haven't done much though, but this lethargy is rather not unusual. I was post on call yesterday, but the rest that I had had was insufficient.
I will be at Lumut tomorrow, for my younger sister's wedding. To be honest, I really have no idea where it is.
Who cares, as long as I get to see my family members, I'll be more than happy.
I will stop here. I badly need some rest.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
I was unpleasantly surprised when I saw this. She made a comeback!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Updated!
assalamualaikum
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
This blog has been on a hiatus for the last fortnight. I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates. Believe me, having to work for 34 hours non stop for 4 times since the New Year has really taken its toll. I am dead tired.
I still keep myself updated through Twitter and Mobile Facebook. I recently bought myself an Apple iPod. Pretty awesome stuff really. It is rather unfortunate that you need access to Internet in order for you to navigate the Touch to the max.
I installed an apps to perform a countdown to the end of housemanship. I am no more than 57 days away from crossing the finish line. Excited? You tell me!
Rumours are saying that I have been drafted into joining Paediatrics team in the future. Disastrous! I think I have to come to a decision that adult medical is the way to go for me.
Fingers crossed that whatever is given to me, I shall take it a challenge from Allah. I believe whatever is fated, it is for the better me.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
in the name of Allah the Most Gracious the Most Merciful
This blog has been on a hiatus for the last fortnight. I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates. Believe me, having to work for 34 hours non stop for 4 times since the New Year has really taken its toll. I am dead tired.
I still keep myself updated through Twitter and Mobile Facebook. I recently bought myself an Apple iPod. Pretty awesome stuff really. It is rather unfortunate that you need access to Internet in order for you to navigate the Touch to the max.
I installed an apps to perform a countdown to the end of housemanship. I am no more than 57 days away from crossing the finish line. Excited? You tell me!
Rumours are saying that I have been drafted into joining Paediatrics team in the future. Disastrous! I think I have to come to a decision that adult medical is the way to go for me.
Fingers crossed that whatever is given to me, I shall take it a challenge from Allah. I believe whatever is fated, it is for the better me.
till next time,
assalamualaikum
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