Just can't imagine that Christmas is finally over. The good times and memories are slowly fading away and as the dusts settled, the memories are getting fuzzier and fuzzier... or is it a sign of senility? I could sense a growing fear within me that I am getting old.
I read somewhere that Asians tend to be more pessismistic about being old than the Western counterparts. To the latter, retirement could be just something that they look forward to. But not so with Asians. Is it because of the rising medical costs and living expenses? Sometimes, just when you need more strength to have 3 meals a day, being aged and half-crippled doesn't help.
Anyway, it's our Annual Party again. This year, a few of my colleagues came up with an exciting performance. I am glad that their efforts paid off. Like what Phillip had said to me before, it isn't how others view the performance, but rather, what the performers have learnt after having rubbed shoulders through it all. There had been tears and silent disappointments. But at the end of it all, I am really glad the group made it through and (hopefully) have emerged being better friends. I think that was the trophy.
Sadly, this dance item was also supposed to be the last one for one of our radiographers. Next month, he will be joining his wife and kid in UK where there are better opportunities for them. For the last 4 years, and while he had been working among all of us, this funny aspect of him had never really surfaced in public (except to those who know him well).
Well, it's time to move on.
Bon Voyage, Dani. All the best and take care, always.
No comments:
Post a Comment