I’m in the middle of my period now. Yup, I have a period like all people do, the period of monotony, of dullness, of BOREDOM! Analyzing my past working experience up until now, I come to acknowledge my greatest weakness at work: I get easily BORED!

You know when you get bored all things suddenly don’t feel right? Clients got too demanding, your reports ask too much silly questions, and finally… you don’t feel the challenge anymore... and if that’s the case, you will get demotivated. And that’s the last thing your company ever wanted, a bunch of demotivated employees. Oh yes, demotivation tends to spread to others, combine it with a disgruntled employee and you have the perfect recipe for success. (this isn’t the case now, though)

The good thing about acknowledging your weakness is, you also try to find ways to overcome it. Or at least, make it less visible. For me, I find it rather simple (Thank God). I look back to what I have until now, and try as much as I can to be grateful. Lucky for me, it’s so much easier to do now, since I have with me a wife to be grateful for.

It’s not that I’m not thankful for my work now, I AM. But now, she’s the one who makes me always ‘reminded’ to be grateful. Can you imagine having someone who gave up her everything? I mean, EVERYTHING! Family, career, friends, social life, and of course: ENTERTAINMENT! Yes entertainment, which as a matter of fact this place kinda lacks of it. Especially when you’re movie-goers like us, you’ll appreciate very much living in Jakarta, with all the easy access for its entertainment and glamorous life-style! (to give you some ideas, the most advance cinema in here, is actually a theater-like chamber, with a piece of white sheet hanging for the projector to shoot, and oh yes… did I mention before? It’s considered most advance in town because it’s the only cinema equipped with air con! Well it’s a big chamber! And that’s gotta be a helluva air con!).

Anyway, imagine the dullness she must face everyday. It’s double worse than mine! But yet, she still survives and comforts me. You know… every time I get home, just listening to her little steps and seeing her smile when she opens the door, that’s when I say to myself: I’m the luckiest man alive…

Thanks for the smile, Dek…

Can’t believe I’m doing this. Of all the things I’ve been paid to do, this is exactly not in my job description! You see, I work in a service company, and like all the service companies in this universe, its employee must fully serve the clients where they are based at, instead of writing a blog! And I, (un)fortunately am based at a client in Yangon, Myanmar. Don’t get me wrong, this is good for my career (at least that’s what my wife said to cheer me up) and people I work with here are very nice as well. It is just today, my workload somehow seems to readjust with my new activity - writing a blog. Hahaha! I know maybe tomorrow, I won’t get the same luxury as today. So here I am, editing my blog layout and writing for some more! Thanks to my wife, I remember how it feels to write again (since 10 years old! Go figure).

So let me tell you about how I ended up working in this city. As I said earlier, I work in a service company, a multi-national one if I may add. You might get the impression that I’m proud working in this company. But hey! That’s another different story! Hahaha! Anyway… it’s back in last year, when I had a project with a different client here in Yangon. One of the line managers here somehow was impressed by my work back then, or was it? Well… here I am now, based on his recommendation, got transferred from the hectic world of Jakarta to this ‘peaceful’ city of Yangon, to fill up one vacant position left by someone who was granted a green card to Australia. Wait! Hmm… that’s it! I know now why I’m here!

Well… anyway… it’s 90 minutes to call it a day (hopefully)… and of course… Another day, another buck!

Told you I’m not a good writer! Here I am staring blankly at my screen, don’t know anything to write.  The funny thing when your mind is in a state like this is you’re starting to collect little thoughts that you think you already forget. At least that’s what happening to me now.

Last year, most of my team members lost our job. Thanks to a client who thought they can cheat high performance with a lower price. Ha! That happens only once in a blue moon! Anyway, that’s another story… What I think of now is how each person copes up with it differently.  Some just trying to save their fussing ass and did the old art of suck-up kiss-ass, some as if had lost their willing to work, while others accepted the facts positively, trying to enjoy as much as they can whilst the expulsion date was creeping near.

As for myself, I’m one of those guys who lost their willing to work. Well… come to think of it, I’ve lost it many years ago when I started to work on this client! Hahaha! Anyway… no matter how ugly your life throws at you, the world does not stop for your grief. The thing is, there’s got to be some meaning hidden in every single event of your life. You just have to dig it up, and interpret it for yourself. And of course, it is easier said than done.

My life has gone through some rapid changes recently. From the fact that I almost lost my job (yes, somehow I slipped out of that), married someone I love very much (this is of course another story), to being here, in the middle of nowhere. This place doesn’t even come up on your weather report! Gee… talk about changing life and scenery. But surprisingly, this is the place where I can look back to my life more clearly and interpret some (if not little) part of meaning that God has it in store for me.

You know what is the easiest thing to do in this life? It is being ungrateful. You can do it well even without knowing you’re currently doing it (Hey, that’s a rhyme!). Well, I think I babble enough this time, got to do the things I should do (in the first place) on this chair.

But thought I got one thing from this gibberish! Knowing you’re ungrateful is the first step to learn how to be grateful. That’s another rhyme! Hahaha!

Yes, this is a Disclaimer. For those of you who already know me, it could be a surprise. Having a blog is the last thing in my mind. I am not a good writer, let alone my poor English. I remember the last time I actually ‘write’ when I was 10 years old or something. It was then when I represent my school in a writing competition held in my hometown, and the result was... – well you should’ve guessed -   . So mind you, my blog will be everything blurting from this head, the words will be rude, weird, cheap, sympathetic, sarcastic or even inspiring to some of you, hopefully…