An unfortunate event

I wrote this a week ago, but internet kat campus teruk so i just save it and here it is

Something happen in Bintulu these last few days. On Friday a Chinese woman found dead in Tg Batu , lying dead on the seashore. She was found dead by a cleaner in the wee morning. Cause of death = not known.

The yesterday another incident happen in Taman Lihua just nearby the Campus. A Foreign man married to a local women ran amok after a fatal financial argument.

The man then stab his wife at the back and then caught his son and nephew ( wife side) hostage until today. This morning when I drive back from the Immigration there was a road block , so I have to turn back and use another way to reach back and later find out from our Guard that the foreign guy was gun down and died instantly ( wah pandai aku menambah perisa ni).

Apalah nak jadi with the world nowadays. Unfortunate events happen almost everyday. Killing, Raping , molestation , robbery and many more and these we se, happens everday on TV but when it happen in front of our face , next to our place or even to us,, what may be think????????.

BE CAUTIOUS EVERYONE. ….. AND PEACE ON EARTH.

THE LAST ONE TO KNOW

Sometimes I wonder whether I am too strict with my subordinates, because I hardly hear anything from them, no complaints no nothing like as if things runs as smoothly regardless if there’s any problem or not.

There are times that they would be discussing about a matter among themselves and when I do ask what is it about, they would keep quiet, and act as if nothing is the matter. GOSH I don’t understand these people. FRUSTRATING ???…. Well not really but it would be nice to be told and not be the last one to know about the matter.

That’s y sometimes I do ask myself, was it me or was it them. Was I’m being too blunt that no body could penetrate to me or was I just being to superior that its kinda hard for them to discuss things with me, that would include my 40 plus year old staff as well. ORRRR…. maybe my traits of being an executive in a plantation especially when I was in BAL ( A well known British Company) still within me. I remember when I was in the Plantation we( the executives) would be asked to exclude ourselves from our staff and workers. We would have our own houses far-far away from them and it would be only during festive season that we could mingle.

I guess that’s what happen during the British Colony whereby all races and cast were segregated ,so that no interaction comes within them it Malay they call it Masyarakat Majmuk, during my time with BAL we are for bided to go and mingle with the worker what more to stay and eat in their houses which I always did because I grew up in BAL and that mostly the workers in BAL are my friends or my family close friends, but being a teenage and a rebellious guy I never bother of any of the bosses remarks.

I guess I was the example of what the British trying to avoid. A boy came from their lower colony ,grew up and made it in the industry and finally penetrated himself in the Management level and later having a hard time familiarizing himself with the whole situation.

Then, when I crush myself out of the Industry, then realizing that I am a different breed altogether. I have this human skill that differs myself from other people but at that time the skill were merely autocrat, and a lot of my ways are forceful. People around me just couldn’t argue with me because somehow or rather I would be right ( but I guess that has something to do with being born in the year of the Monkey) and as what Fadzilah says Allan ni selalu saja nak menang …. But I do accept it when I did wrong because I learn that the hard way ( I told you about it in time).

So ……. Is it bad to be the last one to know…… well.. there’s pro and cons but if you ask me, It would be nice to be the first one to know in order for me to think ways and means to settle troubled things and not to face bigger and larger trouble because it would take more thinking to solve it. SUSAH SUSAH………