Sunday, 29 April 2012

Dilbert Day


 

I am a meticulous person. Trained as an accountant, I have a way of looking at things from a numerical perspective. 

According to my calculation, two hours are used up as transport time each day just to go to and come from work. This works out to 10 hours a week, equivalent to one full working day.

We head to work before the sun rises and reach home after the sun sets. Surely, that cannot do any good to the quality of life index, no matter how much one is paid.

I have met my share of people in the limelight and they often lament about their stress level and what they would give to be able to have a good night’s sleep and not feel like they belong to the company 24 hours a day, seven days a week.

I am not surprised that stress plays a critical factor in how one assesses one’s job. The methodology used was to tabulate points based on the five core areas that are key to every job, and stress is one of them. Apart from stress, the other areas are environment, income, outlook and physical demands.

Some of us may have routine jobs that involve waking up, driving through a jam, frantically looking for a parking lot, sitting in a cubicle, working on file after file, playing Solitaire or surfing facebook in between, taking a teh tarik break, working on file after file, and then heading home.

I am no management guru, but I believe that one of the key components to making a job great is that we are able to have a sense of belonging in the place where we work.

It does not matter whether we are a long-time worker nearing retirement or a fresh graduate. It does not matter whether we are struggling with a new work culture because our previous place of work is so different from the one we just moved into. It does not matter whether we are the so-called invisible workers that our busy bosses never take notice of.

What is important is that we know that our work matters, that there is a sense of ownership and what we do contributes to the greater good of the company. It helps that the people around us, from our colleagues to our bosses, make us feel that we belong. Whatever we do, we are appreciated. Nobody tells us that we are newbie’s and that we should behave like them or forever be seen as outsiders.

We celebrate our differences and work together as one, like different parts of the same body. In that way, we slowly overcome our daily trepidations and feel that we truly belong.And that would make any job the best job in the world. 

Note: Happy Labour Day

Sunday, 22 April 2012

Parent Traps

 
"You’re going to find naysayers in every turn that you make. Don’t listen. Just visualize your goal, know exactly where you want to go. Trust yourself. Get out there and work like hell. Break some of the rules and never ever be afraid of failure.” – Arnold Schwarzenegger

From the day we are born, we are inducted into, influenced by, awed by the world of our parents. They tell us what is right or wrong, good or bad. This interaction defines our personality and therefore our future like none other. Parents are our first role model.

It is very natural for parents to have aspirations for their children, for as parents they mistakenly think that children are just extensions of themselves. It is important to remember that children harbor their own dreams and aspirations that may not be in tandem with what parents have in mind. 

I would like to bring Paulo Coelho, One of the most successful authors alive today; he’s sold several billion books worldwide. His bestselling include The Alchemist, The Pilgrimage and many more.

But flash back to when Paulo was a teenager, and his parents had him committed to a mental institution. On three separate occasions.

Why?

Because he wanted to be a writer.

Mr and Mrs. Coelho didn’t think being a writer was a practical career choice. They were full sure that their son would end up starving in a slum somewhere if he pursued his passion, and so they tried to talk him out of it. When he wouldn’t listen, a trip to the local nuthouse for a little electro-shock therapy seemed in order.

Thankfully, Paulo resisted his parent’s resistance and managed to become his best self anyways.

But here’s what I love most about Coelho’s story. When asked if he’d forgiven his parents for how they treated them, he responded he did not need to forgive them, because he never blamed them for what happened. From their own point-of-view, they were trying to help him to get the discipline necessary to accomplish his deeds as an adult, and to forget the “dreams of a teenager.”

Any assessment of our own abilities is necessarily polluted by our optimism, pessimism, passion, and our everyday delusions. On top of that, we are influenced by other people's opinions of our abilities, and other people are just as clueless as us.

There is a secret ambition in all of us, which is either repressed as we grow older or it comes out at the strangest of moments in our lives. The desire to fulfill the heart's needs is what we all pine for, yet social expectations and norms inhibit us from pursuing what is a passion, in favor of what our "prescribed roles" dictate. At the end of the day we all strive to do the thing which makes us happy, like doing the work we love doing, for then it ceases to become work. 

Kahlil Gibran onces said "Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's  longing for itself" 

Note:- I was born with calculator with my hand according to my parent 

Saturday, 14 April 2012

Life After Kindergarten



"Life was a series of problem solving situation. No simple problem after Kindergarten"

How have the past 12 years since my secondary school shaped who I am today?  Do I miss school? Nope, not a bit… but I do cherish the memories I made.

As I pause midway through my life and look back at life after SPM, I realise that the road I took was one that I never expected to be on, but I am eternally grateful and humbled by the opportunities I have had. I intend to live the rest of my life building upon that foundation.

My story after SPM is filled with joyous and fun moments coupled with anger, confusion, fear and frustration. My moments of joy and happiness begin the moment I completed the last SPM paper and left my school till the day my SPM results came out. The moment my SPM results came out, was when my world turned upside down.

With my (enough to eat result), I had an options whether to pursue Accounting matriculation (pre-degree) in pekan or to study at Universiti Teknologi Mara in Machang taking Diploma in Accountancy.

Because I wanted an easy life, I choose Diploma in Marching as it is near to my hometown Kota Bharu. Due to my “failure” in SPM, I determined that I need to change and work hard. My determination paid off as I completed my Diploma within 5 semesters instead of 6 with a good CGPA.

With my Diploma CGPA, I got an opportunity to continue my study in ACCA. However ACCA was a whole new ball game to me. After fail a few papers, with some soul searching I decided to drop out and continue studied part-time and work to get experience. 

It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made.

My first real job was in Ansell as a Costing Executive, I had no idea what my role was. Honestly I struggled between career responsibility and studied but I survived.

I had a career system involved a continuous search for a better job. No matter how much I liked my current job, I always interviewed for better ones.

I struggled to figure out what I really wanted to do and finally after my 3th role, I finally figured out my passion and what I truly wanted to do in life.

It took me many years to find my passion but when I did, I never looked back. But looking back, I would not change my past. Each experience I had, good or bad, helped me learn about myself and developed me. And all these experiences helped me find out what I didn’t want to do and what I was truly passionate about.