Saturday, July 07, 2007

The Evolution

Wow, after a week’s passing, where should I begin? The sheer number of occurrences within my growing checklist of blog items renders me paralysed in indecision, slender fingers poised above the keys. Therefore, please accept my humble apologies for breezing through some of the latest developments and leave your critical thoughts your own. Further clarification will be provided if what you read here does not suffice, so feel free to approach me in person.

They say the best way to start is in the beginning, and with me at my wits end, I will rein in my tendency to rebel and follow suit. The beginning of the week played host to probably the most noteworthy event so far as Monday saw the commencement of my new career. I have since shed my previous role as a project manager and assumed new responsibilities as an internal auditor - or in official terms a business advisor. I suspect that more cunctators will be familiar with the job title of a consultant though, even though it is ever so slightly misleading. Nevertheless, each position is one and the same. More information on the company will be divulged later.

This should be a good juncture for me to announce that this space will experience some degree of change to suit my latest endeavours. Do not be alarmed, fellow cunctators, for this is merely a natural progression, as amendments to the fundamental objectives usually herald an adjustment in standard procedures. I must admit that I can no longer sustain this blog’s frequent maintenance with the demanding workload expected from me, nor do I want to.

It is no secret how much I enjoy words, used in composing and deciphering subtle messages, so this is not a notice of this web-waste’s termination. No, this is simply a request of your graces in regards to the future lack of such indulgences. I do not believe it is within my capabilities to churn out as many posts as before. I do not wish to exploit this blog as a façade for my concentration on a computer given that I do not need an outlet to avoid work anymore. The company facilitates the passing of time between my coming and leaving for me, limiting my contributions here to nights after work (if I’m not too exhausted) or the weekends like today.

For now, I must excuse myself to recuperate after the hectic first week. Too much information has been forced into my feeble intelligence, and the quarter I spent on mindless procrastination has diminished my knowledge absorption rate even more. Do not fret though, for more updates are forthcoming, as and when I am able to write them. Just don’t wait for it with abated breath. There is no use for my faithful readers to start dropping like flies now, is there? =)

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Radios in Heaven

It is the end of an era, in more ways than one. I have successfully completed my last week of my job as a Project Manager without complications; before embarking in the next phase of my career path as a Business Advisor. Instead of being wildly enthusiastic of my future prospects, I am only reminded of the disintegration of something more important. Friendships are fracturing lately due to everyone moving in separate directions according to their destiny.

As the semesters of various universities abroad and local colleges conclude their courses, the life of a lonely KL-ite regains some sort of resemblance of happier and simpler times. Fellow IDIOTs away are trickling back to the Motherland of Mamak Cuisine, promising future ventures late into the night in search for food and brotherly companionship. Yet, as familiar faces flood the arrival gates, I cannot help but notice the absent faces among the throng.

The heart is weary at the stream of memories, filled with both fondness and sorrow. It is always a shame to lose someone close to our hearts indefinitely, especially a character brimming with life and optimistic dreams at a fresh young age. I am sure many of us are still reeling from the shock and subsequent struggles to move on with our routines; but hopefully, only faith of a better place perpetuates now.

It has always been a peeve of mine to not honour a passing like many others had. As touching as they are, words of commiseration and gifts of condolences consecrated by those within my circle further compound the agony of loss. It has been an arduous journey, but after a little more than the passing of two full seasons, I have finally come to terms with one of existence’s inevitability. So at the risk of rekindling gloomy reminiscences, I dedicate this to the Boss himself.


*Rubin, you still feature in our thoughts.*

Friday, June 29, 2007

I Can Only Imagine

Apparently my curt words implied Christian songwriters are shallow and inarticulate for producing pieces that focuses on being catchy rather than being profound. Well, to all the tactless critics out there, I would not have come to that conclusion if I was exposed to the same amount of songs, would I? I very much doubt I would only limit my musical features here to the meagre if you cared to share when I asked for recommendations.

Sorry for that outburst, innocent readers but please do not let certain hypocritical prigs to ruin this post. Before I get myself bombarded further, I am featuring a song that synchronizes eloquently evocative lyrics with emotive harmonies. The only one I know. I guess the title summarizes the main message here, and I must add that the idea does pique my mind at times. Beware though, for the tune is catchy and will most probably be stuck in your head. =)


I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By your side

I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When your face
Is before me
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel
Will I dance for you Jesus or in awe of you be still
Will I stand in your presence or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine

I can only imagine
When that day comes
And I find myself
Standing in the Son

I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship You
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel
Will I dance for you Jesus or in awe of you be still
Will I stand in your presence or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine

I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship you