15th January 2009
A friend in need is a friend indeed. I have inscribed the memories into my journal and I will never forget the light you have shone on me in my darkest hours
15th January 2009. That was the date when all of us were called into the office. The short hand of the clock was pointing southwards; it was about 5pm. The news was bad. Everyone was silent. I crawled back to my desk, shot a blunt email to Stella and shut down my machine. Within minutes, we were all gathered at our favorite watering hole: Oosters, Suntec. Despite our emotionless outlook, blood was boiling within. It was one of the worst days of my life.
The following weeks were not better. Bordering on depression, it was desperation with bits of sadness, anger and frustration blended into a clumsy amalgamation. After one week of barely coping, with support from the missus, I am struck with the bleak realization that I have to carve a path out of this mess for myself. Amidst negativity and self-indicted pressure, I pushed forward to present my credentials to a large variety and volume of professionals and corporations. Encouraged by Stella, friends and colleagues, the perpetual hellish fires of despair slowly lost its fever.
27th February 2009. From a retrospective point of view, the last seven weeks seemed to pass at breakneck speeds. I guess this happens when one does not possess much recollection of significant activities within a certain period of time. Indeed, it was an utter silence. It felt nothing like a year ago when I enjoyed the excitement of evaluating opportunities, it was insufferable this time round.
1st March 2009. It was the first time in eight months I could get out of bed late and stay home on weekdays. It did not feel right; I felt useless. Fortunately, it did not last. One week later, I got up at seven in the morning again. An interesting decision, an agreement to serve for two months. Back then, I thought I wanted it to last. Instead, life every so often leads one upon diverging paths, to split roads and dead ends. It was heartening to chance upon a divide in the road, and to see beautiful landscapes on both ends of the paths in the horizon. It was not a difficult choice.
April 2009. Patience.
May 2009. That would be next Friday. I’m looking forward to it.
I’m lucky I’m in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again






