Moving On

Finally the letter that I've been waiting for is here. I have been working for 7 years and never once I asked for a transfer. I guest there is always a first for everything. I had a mixed feeling of happiness and sadness. Happy for that I'll be much closer to home but sad as I will be leaving so close friends. This is my most exciting post so far. I like it here. The companionship was a bit late but that is how life is, always when things starts to get comfy, you move. never settle, always moving. Maybe I'll be back someday. As always. A change is good. You become nimble and never gone into a routine. But the place where I am now there is nothing such as routine. everyday is a battle. This place challenges you to the max. always be on your toes. I hope that when I move I will send to do similar role. because it is such a challenging role. and the best thing is there is no such thing as ROUTINE. That is the best part. We'll see. The rustling sound of letters on my desk blown by the fan behind me. The central air-con is under maintenance again. It will be on again on Wednesday. The day that I have to report for duty.

Missing You

I sent my wife and kids to Tangkak since last Saturday. My little boy is missing me so much. I kinda admitted it that I missed him too. My little girl too. And my wife. It is very different from the previous time. This wasn't the first time that I sent them to stay with their Atok for a week but somehow this time is quite different. I have to say I missed them so much, that I wished I could go to Tangkak and sleep with them now. But I can't. I'm working tomorrow. But I realised something, next time I will limit the time not to a week but just four days. I'll be with them. Surprisingly is that, my son really missed me. Every time I called him up, the first question is always, "Abi when you'll be here to take me back?" I almost cried. Allah has been so good to me. It makes me afraid that He is giving me everything that I want? What if he is giving it all to me now so that He doesn't give me anything good in the Here After? Kind of scary for me. Still, there is one thing that He didn't gave me, thou. And I did asked him a lot of time. I'm keeping it a secret. Gosh, I wonder. Maybe he keep that one for me then. Or when I'm ready for it. Who knows. Allah, you can gave it to me later. I trust you.