Office madness

Things at the office have been rather chaotic lately. Everybody seems to be on the run trying hard some out of compulsion to get things done on time or risk themselves of all the expected clichés of the what-have-you-done, when-can –you –get-everything- done and  did-I-tell -you -so third degree from the one in that   big cosy chair. I’m doing just the same. With deadlines to meet I’m working to the best of my ability to satisfy everybody I’m dealing with especially the ones pertaining to INTEC. An English course designed to help those who are still with MUET bands 1 & 2 to graduate. This 1 month course is scheduled to be held early next month. I think that one has always been a major concern not only for people in my department but also the top management, apprehensive actually of the students’ performance in MUET that would definitely cost them their graduation. It’s been made a policy that those who fail to get a good grade in MUET will not be allowed to graduate. That worries the living daylight out of the students themselves and I personally feel sorry for the them as many of them have actually taken the exam many time but to no avail. I hope with the crash course which we are going to offer will be of great help to at least make them improve their communication skill before they jump into the real working world.

Another programme that is going to happen which is slated to take place next week is ICELT. The 1^st International Colloquium on the teaching and learning of English. This event is a joint collaboration with Prince of Songkla University in Pattani.  8 lectures from both universities will present their papers on that day. Everybody in the office is starting to get into the swing of it with the designated tasks to finish before Monday. I could see that everybody seems to be intensely rushing to complete their share of work with me having to prepare the MC script with my friends Tia and Kvl. But I guess both of them do no really need me as I believe they can execute the task by themselves with flying colours. :P

The one thing that is making me work so hard to get all this done with is  the fact that these two major events of the year will be my last assignments before I leave for my MA’s.  The excitement has all taken over me already. It leaves me with another 3 months to serve PPBPI to the best of my ability before the enrolment. The prospect of the learning pursuits has started me to get myself prepared for the next two years to win this pitched battle. Now I have started to get myself familiar with research, journals and all that jazz so that I can perform well in my studies. I do hope everything will go as planned.

A Dedication To My Parents

It really makes me swoon with delight to be home again for the umpteenth time already to see my one and only precious source of strength whose love for me as far as I can remember has never withered away. My beloved parents. People say parents’ love is one of the strongest forces on earth. Distinctive on its own. I totally concur with that nicely put powerful statement as I have witnessed and felt myself the gush of my parents’ love. I must say that It doesn’t bear any comparison at all with other loves. It’s so pure and sincere. It is Godsend. It is divine.

I cannot help but take pity on them as they have done a lot to bring up their 11 children this far. Though not all have been able to become what they always wanted us to be, I can however sense and see that satisfying look they compose out of perhaps a celebration of their triumph as parents. I’m really really proud of these two heroes of mine. The patience exuded throughout those years of ups and downs has never seized to amaze me in every sense. Their endurance over incessant obstacles in life is unbeatable. I can only smile and cherish their continuous effort in trying on top form to create a picture of a happy family albeit a bit of a flaw in the noble effort. Hats off to both of them for having tried the best of their ability to become truly responsible parents for us.

True to form, as parents should be, they without fail will always be there for me apart from being the typically industrious bread winners to support this poor family. My father  used to be a teacher but was later laid off by his boss who happened to be his good friend to my surprise for not sharing the same political ideology with him. It left my father jobless but it was not too long before he stood on his feet again doing odd jobs and later joined the political force of a party on a full time basis to fend for the whole family. My Mother helped him support the family with rubber taping, bottle cleaning and brick molding . Life back then was very difficult. I can still recall those days when I had to talk sense into my own self to brace for what God was giving us. Earning our crest and then having to share food was the common picture of what was going on with us. If the memory serves me right, I can still remember having to wear worn-out hand- me-downs for the whole year because my father could not afford to buy new ones for me. Things became a lot worse when they had to bear with one of their recalcitrant sons who had always created problems at the cost of my parents’ right to have the same comfort and well-being like everybody else did. Scenes of the unpleasant past will always be etched in my memory.

But now things have turned out well with this family. I am always a great believer of divine intervention in human’s passage of time. It speaks volumes with most of their children have, by the grace of God managed to secure a good job and live happily with their family now. All their effort has already paid off I believe. 

To my parents Abdullah Ali and Nik Hasmah Nik Ibrahim I love both of you so much and to my mother especially I, from the bottom of my heart would like to wish you a HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY.