When recognition goes to the wrong people.

 My work circle is small.

I work in the team of 5 in Malaysia.

Indonesia, 4. Vietnam, 4. Singapore i lost count but operationally 6-8. China each branch around 5. Thailand, 4. Management, maybe 5.

So our every month townhall usually consists of less than 50 people.

We know each other's work like reading a book. We know who work (really work) and who plays, and who only wayang and all talk.

So on yesterday's townhall, someone got award and recognition when I feel that she dont deserves that. Maybe company shouldn't even have that award pun.. because we don't know how they materialize the recognition. That lady dont deserve it. 

And another person's promotion announced as compliance PIC while my colleague Halim is doing all the paperworks and conduct materials for the whole MB team.

I started to think that dirty play is in now in our 'used to be' healthy environment.

Hey Managers. 

You can play favourite but you lost our respect - and this organization will not be last long if this is how you play the game.

I demand transparency!

And you finally arrived

Dear you.

Yesterday my friend asked, "why you".

I said,

"Because you reassure me that we will work in this together. You are hopeful, full of effort, a responsible and commited person".

And theres one thing unexplainable about you.

Before I met you, I have some fear of marriage or serious relationship. Either I am never enough for him or he never enough for me.. no matter how well off he is or from good family background, I always find them lacking to be my spouse.

But with you I feel just fine. Just enough. Everything fits. 

You fit into the definiton said in the qur'an,

“They are clothing for you and you are clothing for them.” [2:187]

Let us protect each other, beautify each other, covers each other and be comfortable in each other company. 

Towards eternity,

Terima kasih kerana memecahkan belenggu kesepian diri ini dan membuktikan bahawa manusia sebenarnya memang dijadikan berpasang-pasangan.

Truly yours,

Nora.