tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84688760607191587822012-01-28T07:36:01.883+08:00Expressions in simple words written in my limited timeAbu Zunnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07276113220900340996noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468876060719158782.post-82110891192822475772011-03-02T08:38:00.001+08:002011-03-27T21:49:15.796+08:00

As the race intensifiesAnd the pressure reaches the peakThe mind shuts down and resignsLeaving the ever growing listAbandoned in yesterdayI escape to infinityA place so quietBorderless and stagnantPlain and grayEmpty and fadeI surrender to nothingnessAt the edge of the chasm I standAnd stare deep into the voidSo deep that I forgetThe very day of tomorrowAt the fall of the duskI stand on the cliff

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He entered the room and walked towards the white desk which stood against the south wall. The desk was covered with a thin layer of dust. Small puffs of it rose as he pulled out the chair and sat down. It had been a while since he last sat at his desk.He opened the drawer on his right and took out a thin pile of papers. He rested his back and fingered through the papers one after another. His

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I failed to avoid him. A few excuses I gave didn't work so I had to join him for lunch. It would have reflected bad on me if I were to turn down an invitation from a very good friend during the good old school days. Although we met after many years, the twice short coversations I had with him earlier this week were displeasing that I wished I could stay away from him. It was lunch time and our

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I've been working in the aviation maintenance industry for more than 15 years now.When I started, I was taught about the theory of flights, the study of how an aircraft flies. I know the parts and components that put the machines on air and I've been working on them for the past many years.Yet quite often, when large airplanes are taking off to the sky, I can't help but to watch in amazement.Some

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Once again, I left the blogging world for a while and missed my friends who had always been in my thoughts when I was away.Life had been so hectic for the past 2 months that I could hardly find time to sit in front of my computer. Early last year, I wrote a post about my apartment suffering from fungus attack. I spent so much time cleaning and painting the walls and the furniture at that time.End

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It was a dirty place filled with germs of dishonesty, jealousy, hatred and favouritism. He didn't had the strength to escape from there that he chose to look at things positively and stayed on. He walked through his days doing things his own way. He struggled to blend into the environment without being influenced by the rotten culture. He struggled to stay clean in that polluted place.A silent

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I was going through my old stuffs which I haven't touched for years and one of the thing that I found was this piece of expression written by me on the 15 March 1993 titled "My Last Words." Digging into those old stuff brought back some old memories, sad and joy.My Last WordsTime is marching proudlyDays and nights awakened meI slowly opened my eyesAnd felt myself at the endNow I realizedThat the

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The nice calm sea view and the crystal clear air that I was enjoying did not last long. Out of a sudden, dark rain clouds started to gather, erasing away every single sign of pretty sunshine. Lightnings sparked across the beautiful panorama, accompanied by loud cracks of thunder and angry roaring wind. Once again, a great storm arose.In the near darkness, I held the steering wheel tight trying

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I have to get back to that placeIt was a long urge within myselfI wanted to be there for at least a little timeThere's something that I missedSomething that I wasn't sure aboutIt was not the wordsnor the complementsIt wasn't about earningsand not about ranksIt wasn't a passion or an addictionAs I stepped into the gardenThe smell of the flowers was wonderfuland in front of meI found the thing that

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As he opened the door, the room was in total darkness. He switched on the lights and stepped in. The interior was clean. The room wasn't getting enough visitors like before. He used to frequent to this place but now he could hardly find time to visit it.As he walked to the middle of the room and sat on the floor, suddenly, he felt an emptiness deep inside him. He closed his eyes and emptied his

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It was time to go back. I quickly walked out of my work place. I wanted to get out of the place as fast I could. Although there was much work left behind, I was not going to stay back any longer. I wasn't going to worry about it today, let it wait for me until tomorrow.I got into my car and quickly started the engine. The smell of fuel was quite strong that I had to wind down the windows. I was

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As the leader of this place who was very much concerned about the safety of the residents, I told the police force to be very diligent in enforcing the law. I told them to carry out regular patrol in residential area and also to ensure safety on the road. All traffic offenders were to be strictly punished regardless of their positions.One day, I had to send my minister to attend an urgent meeting

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They formed a mighty multi-racial coalition which ruled the country for more than a decade. They were considered by many people as the only political party that could rule the country with peace, harmony and constant developements. Most of the people here didn't care much about politics as they believed that the existing government was already a perfect choice. Although sometimes there were news

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Gratefulness is a feeling of appreciation and thankfulness. It is a sincere, warm feeling of gratitude towards kindness and benefits received. Like anyone else, I have so much things in life that I'm grateful for and I would like to share a fraction of it.Most importantly, I'm grateful for my existence in this world, that God has created me and given me a good life. I'm grateful for the faith of

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I was tagged by Earthlingorgeous from My Happiness Haven a couple of days ago. I have to write seven facts about myself, some random and some weird and here it goes; 1) I appreciate time more than anything else. I always feel that time is insufficient. I never had my to-do list cleared up. I'm not sure whether it is time that is insufficient or it is my time management that is bad. I think

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A few of my friends asked me about my disappearance from blogging during the past few months with my blog left unattended, and about me spending less time blogging lately.Year 2007 didn't end well for me just like 2008 didn't start off smoothly. Towards the end of 2007, my apartment unit suffered from fungal attack. It set me off on a long mission to get rid of the fungi. I utilized my free time

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I slowly walked along the busy street. It was full of people from many different places and they were all here for many different reasons. Since I left this place for quite some time now, I felt a bit lost, standing in the middle of this ocean of people. I wasn't quite sure where to head but I continued to walk while keeping my eyes wandering around.I saw a stranger, a very well dressed gentleman

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I parked my car beside the apartment building where I live. My neighbour's car was parked in front of mine. His car's registration plate caught my eyes. It read WEN413, quite funny but it reminded me of my friend, Wen. I smiled and walked into my apartment unit and stretched myself out on the sofa. I took the magazine on the table and read an article. The writer tried to blend in some humour into

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I will be away from blogging for a while. I'm hoping to be back middle of next month, once the fasting month is over. I've been quite busy lately and would like to concentrate on a few things. Until then, I will miss you all my friends.

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I was surprised the other day when suddenly, the mighty Genie King and the beautiful Genie Princess visited me. My good friend, Sophiagurl, showed them the way to my blog.The two genies have taken off on a Magical Carpet ride to give away the Symbols of the Genies, and in return, you will be given one wish to do. After making a wish, you can join the Magical Flying Carpet Ride.Although, later I

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Last week, during the weekdays, I started to write a list of outstanding things which I planned to do during the weekend, the two wonderful days away from aircraft, responsibilities and deadlines. Towards the end of the week, there were about ten items in my "Things to be done" list. Since I didn't have a plan to take my family out, I thought that this weekend would be just perfect for me to

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The strong wind of busyness was blowing hard at that time. Again, it robbed me of my precious time that I kept for myself and my loved ones. I thought of moving out of this place, to escape from the bad situation, but I didn't want to make a hasty decision and end up in regret later. After all, this unpleasant period would usually disappear after torturing me for some time.I spent a bit of my

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Zhu tagged me a couple of days ago with a "home made" meme. I have to write a post about my best experience in this country/province/city. For a lazy blogger like me, I feel like I was given a homework assignment by a French teacher. For the past few days, I had a bad cough and headache that I didn't spend any time to think about what I should write for this meme, and now I'm sitting in front of

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I was having a conversation with my friend the other day about my past experiences, and at one point, she said, " I cannot imagine any one wanting to harm you."Sometimes, people hate us for what we do, no matter we do good or bad. Some people have hearts that could easily convert enviousness, jealousy and frustration into seeds of hatred. As the seeds start to grow, looking at the face of the

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As human beings, who interact with each other, it is almost impossible to escape from disagreements. All of us are different in many ways, we have our own way of thinking that makes us see things differently that, at some point in our lives, our thoughts and opinions would clash with somebody else's, which may eventually lead us to argument that we don't seek, and we often try our best to win the

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There are times when I feel down and blue. It is not a depression or stress, just a mild feeling of unhappiness and discouragement. Sometimes, it happens for no obvious reason. The feeling just seem to come out of the blue. Sometimes, it happens due to a combination of a few little problems that disturb my mind. Sometimes, it is hard to specifically tell what are the problems that had caused it.

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It started to rain this morning as I reached my office. For the past two weeks, the temperature over here was not too warm as it rained quite frequently. I heard a few grumbles here and there about the rain this morning. Before, when there was no rain and the temperature was very high for quite some time, people were also complaining. I don't think that weather should accommodate, entertain and

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I feel great every time I'm greeted with smiles as I make my way to my office to start work every morning. Those simple greets and smiles really give me a boost to start of my work in a good an enthusiastic mood. But I noticed that there are some people who have difficulties to put up smiles on their faces.Anyway, that's not the topic.I went out to buy a stop valve for the main water supply of my

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I read a funny news item yesterday about a car theft. A man under the guise of wanting to test a Porche, had driven off from the showroom by crashing through its glass panel. The car was later found abandoned nearby when it ran out of fuel. The police had taken the car to the police station for investigations but unfortunately, that night, the car was once again been stolen, and this time from

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I completed all my work for the day quite early as there isn't much work today. I walked out of my office and looked at the trees and skies outside hoping that some clouds would arrive to cool down the weather. I noticed that I was too busy at work that I seldom looked at those trees at the far end in front of the Hangar (aircraft repair shed).The air inside the Hangar wasn't fresh. There was an

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I haven't gone for any vacation for almost two months now. The last trip I went was to Pangkor Island which is located in the west coast of Malaysia. I wasn't very impressed with the place. The sea was not as blueish and fresh like what you can find in the east coast. However, I only went to one side of the island,the other parts of the island may be good and I heard that the Pangkor Laut Island

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Time flies so quickly and it is still hard for me to believe that I've already crossed the age of 30. When I was 19 and the time for me to turn 20 arrived, I did not feel anxious, but when I was about to turn 30, I was a bit worried to enter the new decade of my life and feared that I was going to leave behind all the good and enjoyable stage of my life.After going through the age of 30 for some

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A goldfish was swimming happily in a fish tank placed on a table in a beautiful house. It has been living in the tank for the past few months since the owner bought it from a fish store. The owner was a nice man who took good care of the fish and fed it very well. The fish had grown fat with all the nice food being fed to it. The fish was happy to live in the tank because what it liked most was

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A new study by the International Labour Organisation (ILO) recently estimates that one in five workers throughout the world are working more than 48 hours per week. The study,which covers working trends in fifty countries,says an estimated 22 percent of the global workforce (614.2 million workers) are working excessively long hours. Long working hours is defined as working more than 48 hours a

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Working in a for-profit organization,most of the time I'm tasked with projects having very tight deadlines. Sometimes it seems impossible for me to accomplish a project in such a short duration of time especially when the manpower and the support equipment allocated for the project are inadequate. One of the things that has always helped me to survive in this kind of situation is 'delegation'. By

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I finished work at 7.00 pm today and reached home about half an hour later. As usual I was given a warm and cheerful welcome from my children at the door. Normally, I will spend some time with my children when I'm back but it didn't happen today as I was so exhausted that I chose to lie down on the bed for a short rest, but eventually I fell asleep.I woke up at about an hour later. Realizing that

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Recently, I came across an interesting article about time management. It gives you some ideas on how to create your own workable time management plan which suits yourself.A time management plan created by others might not work well for you, so sometimes it's not worth forcing yourself to follow one.This article was written by Gobala Krishnan,a successful Internet marketer who is well known for

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It's Mother's Day again and everyone is busy giving away greeting cards and gifts to mothers to show how much they love them and appreciate what they have done. On the other hand,some people are making a lot of money out of this celebration. It happens to be a good business for a lot of people. Mother's Day advertisements can be seen everywhere.American Greetings,one of the world's largest

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Traffic jam is usual in the morning and evening of weekdays at the place where I live in. In fact, this is common in almost all big cities. Every morning my car has to slowly crawl on the road in order for me to reach my office.I am patient enough to queue in a traffic jam as the cars move bit by bit.In order to occupy my precious time during this period where minimum attention can be paid on

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When I joined my company as a trainee, I was shocked to see how much people were crazy to work extra hours to get extra pay. I was thinking to myself, am I going to join them sooner or later? After sometimes,I started to enjoy working overtime to get that extra money. I was so excited with my pay for the first month of working maximum extra hours.I continued doing the same thing in the second

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One of my colleague at workplace passed away last week due to a heart attack. We were shocked to hear the sad news. Some of his close friends went to his hometown to attend his funeral. As usual none of the bosses were interested to know. What they were interested at that time was to get a critical project accomplished without a delay, the project which my colleague who died was also involved. He

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Be realistic about your workAccept your strengths and limitations.Develop a positive attitude towards your work.Enjoy what you do and do it as best as you can.The work is your responsibility,do not do the work to please somebody.Organize your workManage your time well.Prioritize your work and avoid a last minute rush.If possible avoid bringing unfinished work home.Know how to delegate your work,

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When a person has just started a new job,usually the stress level will be high. As he goes along doing the same job for quite some time,learning the tricks and techniques and getting used to the job, the stress level will start to reduce and eventually disappears. Some people are capable of withstanding high level of stress,some may not and might end up in the hospital. It depends much on the

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A mentally healthy adult has a need to work. This is part of human development. Everybody works, whether you are a housewife, self-employed or an employee. Working adults spend an average of 10 hours at the workplace. Thus, the workplace has a significant impact on a person's mental health and well being.A safe and healthy workplace ensures work efficiency and makes working pleasurable and

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One thing I enjoy most is going on holiday trips with my family. I love to hear my children singing along the journey and to watch them playing on the white sandy beach. As a busy man, I have to plan my holidays to suit the little time I have.I prefer going on several short holiday trips in a year rather than one long one once a year. Normally I travel once in every two or three months. The most

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There is a close connection between time and money. Money is one of the essentials in life. Normally, a person cannot survive without money. Money is in the mind of every normal person. Almost one third of our total time is spent to earn money. If we spend more time to earn money, we will miss the other essentials in life. Why do some people spend too much time earning money?Some people work day

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Every human being has been allocated with a certain amount of time for him to spend in this world. From a new born baby,we grew up to reach an age where we were able to manage our own time,and decide where to spend our invaluable time.Life is like a business where the time allocated to us is the capital,the capital for us to manage the 'business' wisely for a better future. Time is the currency

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