Professionalism Over Power

The one with the authority has always the say – he can turn someone’s life miserable or a situation upside down. He has the control or he’s got everything he thinks he has, but not a heart – he is nothing but a coward and irrationally existing.

For sure no one can beat professionalism – he might not have the say or the clout or everything he wants to have – he’s got the virtue. He’s got the control over himself and what it takes to be a leader. He has learned to fight evil with goodness.

Isn’t it a shame professionalism beats power?

  

DEAR FRIEND

No matter how horrendous life it appears, it feels great to have someone who understands your deepest sorrow. And when words are unspeakable, a friend’s presence counts the most – for even silence cures a broken heart. I rather sit silently next to someone with a listening heart over a pretentious nagger.

My dear friend, you’ve been a comfort in this unpleasant moment – when no one’s around to sympathize. I can feel your heart is with me and this makes me alive. Thank you for being there and for this wonderful time knowing you deeper. Your heart is a pure gold.

Gloomy Week

What a year to think likely in this anguish – when the nights are long and cold – a week is just too much to put up with. I’m not alone in this dreadful circumstance, I know. So I just stop piling on the agony because it doesn’t make any difference.

No one desires for a misery or a gloomy week. Whether this situation is a joy to others while an agony to someone, life has never been strange – all go through this phase. I understand. There’s no need for agony column to express my feeling. I concur, this is life’s spices.

HARSH!

Abrasive, cruel, severe, bleak, loutish, foul-mouthed, rough, boorish, uncouth, bristly, scratchy, coarse, etcetera – or simply harsh – a dozen words are not enough to describe someone’s unfeeling – a speech obviously wasn’t thought about a million times. What’s that quick reaction for when it is not actually edifying?

You just couldn’t conclude whatever you think it is to a person or a situation without even seeing what had happened. As scientific method suggests, don’t be too subjective. You think just like the man of the world. You judged me as if you really knew me. Don’t you think you’re just too harsh?

Second Homes

When things do not work well in my own domicile, got other places to inhabit – they’re my second homes. Unlike the comfort from where I belong, life in these dwellings is different – it has never been the same amidst things and people to face up to. I had grown for the better, and learned to go with and against the flow from what is called daily existence.

Thirteen years to tot up, then it’s time to flop wings to a new habitation but not abscond. I am not leaving them behind because a home is always a home. 

     

A Trail

This is no blazing a trail for I’ve done this in years – only doing it in another place. In few days time, I’ll set foot in somewhere where I’m out-and-out a stranger and will come across with nothing but new things. 

In no doubt, I’ll be consumed with first times whether will leave me amazed or flabbergasted. This is exactly the same feeling I had reminiscing my life back more than a decade ago – when wandering was seemingly endless – to endure was to succeed. Here’s another trail – a journey that requires mercy to understand including bits and pieces.

A Quick Reminder

The first two years of blogging, I wasn’t that particular of my header. It was only a year that followed such a concept was conceived. From one explained paragraph to a four-word-phrase borne a thought – “where endless journey begins” – to give me sense of direction about my theme.  Indeed, every experience I had for three long years was seemingly eternal!

To start a paradigm shift this year, I intentionally came up with an idea – describing a new subtitle – “journey in one hundred words” – above all telling stories, it is another challenge to take – in my aspiration becoming a great writer.