Moving On, Bon Voyage!

My time in Australia has come to an end. It’s pretty tough these days, especially the last couple of weeks. I knew for sure that I have to pack up my stuff, yet I still want to spend time with my friends and would still love to go on another adventure and also to visit the familiar places I’ve been too.

Been juggling things around, I still needed to come to work and after work, I will try to clean up my stuff a bit and pack some more then attend another gathering. Once the work has come to an end, I spent the time to unload my shelves and gather things. Create another section for donation, another to be put in the bin, and another box for me to keep my stuff and bring back.

I cherish things a lot as a result of being taken for granted in the past. Even a letter from years ago I still keep. Friends and family matter the most to me. It’s as if they are messing around with my loved ones, then they are messing with me too – meaning you are messing with a wrong person my friend.

In the past years, I changed a lot. I created my own wall, I become tougher and stronger. I learned how to be a professional in my work field. Despite building my own wall and train myself to become the person I am today, deep down I still care for people. There is a burning soft heart inside me. Finally, I really understand the meaning of don’t judge the book by its cover. I worked as a Teaching Associate in a reputable university who is included in the top 100 universities in the world while also working part-time at the local post office. Who says only those who don’t have work experience, who don’t have the knowledge, who are not professional are the ones working part-time? Maybe working at the post office is not as fancy as working in THE BIG FOUR, but hey I truly enjoyed it.

True that retail and customer service field made me put a lot of effort to keep the smile on my face when dealing with irate customers and to keep on giving the best service, to answer and serve the customer professionally. I tried and failed sometimes when the emotion overpowered myself.

I learned and am still learning to control my emotion, to have a better anger management every time. You know that’s not easy yeah? Sometimes a different approach would be better than fire up another argument.

Life goes on, the time is ticking, night turns into day, people are graduating, and I need to move on too. Australia is my very first adventure. I still remember the time when I started my college degree I asked my mom about what’s next after uni? She said well that’s up to you. You gotta do whatever makes you happy my dear.

From the time we were born, we know that there are some clear stages that we have to go through. Alrighty, I’m looking at it from the education perspective. We entered pre-school or kindergarten, and the primary school where we learned basic stuff. A bit older and still not wise enough, we struggled and had fun in junior high, and a bit wiser this time maybe while we’re finishing our high school. We fought to secure a good place in the university we chose with a major that we like (this applies to most of the people).

After we earned our bachelor degree, the next thing to happen is to get a real life or the industry exposure. We started to join the workforce and learn that things are not working the same way as what the textbook stated. Made mistakes and that what sculpted us to become better and better.

Some people after a few years of working would give up and started to study again. Maybe this time they know for sure what they want to study. They have the passion to grow and gain more knowledge, the scholar type.

Some other would love to stay forever and ever in the same particular company where they started if they landed in a very nice company there! Others would move from the first company they worked for because like what happened in the real world, it’s a stepping stone.

Another people would loveeee to explore another field. Keep on jumping around here and there to learn about different industries and how it works. This is interesting! I’d love to learn great stuff and the mechanism of the industry but would love to move on to another field only if I have mastered the previous industry where I landed my career on.

Mostly for women, after working for a little while they would get married and become a full-time mom. That’s not going to be the case for me. I’d love to stay in the workforce as long as I could, would love to use my brain more. And would love to learn how things work even more! Not that I don’t like kids but it’s my passion to learn new things is greater, at least at this current moment.

Talking about taking different pathways makes me nervous sometimes. I mean can’t we all just walk hand in hand and support one another while taking the same road? Sure we are not taking the exact same road, but we can still communicate and meet each other yeah?

Moving on is kinda scary but it is thrilling. I don’t know what kind of adventure that I would have soon. Being in a different country or even in different state scares me the most. What if I won’t be able to meet and hang out with my friends again? I’m so used to meeting them at least once a week. We have a meal together and just talk nonsense and enjoy each other’s company. We grow up together. The men have become my brothers, and the girls are all my sisters.

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In my family, we always walk together hand in hand and support each other because we are one. Even though I moved to Australia to study, I brought my family together with me though they are not physically moving to the land down under. I want to bring them to the same road I’m taking.

It’s the same thing like friendship. Especially after I grew close to my community friends, I feel like bringing them to the same road and pathway. That’s not possible I know. Everyone has their own interest and way to overcome things. To me taking another road means being separated and that also means that I might have left my friends behind.

Actually, that is a wrong thinking. Sure we are not on the same path, but if we keep our pace then we are moving together.

Like tunnels. I may have chosen tunnel B instead of A unlike my friends do, but if we keep our pace while driving and being in touch with a walkie-talkie or social media in real life, then we will arrive at the destination at around the same time (given that the length of tunnel A and B are the same)

And like the old man I know said, I may have to move out and explore different things before coming back to meet my fellow friends. There must be a legit reason behind why am I heading to a different tunnel. Sometimes it is a blessing in disguise. We will never know what will happen next.

While I’m taking a different path, to all the friends who read this post:

I will be back soon. Don’t lose hope on me. We have our own fight but we will win in the end. Keep your head held high and keep your thinking straight. Keep in touch while we are away from each other. Always support one another even though we are not living in the same environment.

To my family: I’m always waiting for the time when we can gather together and have some good fun!

Until the time we can gather together again, Goodbye and I will be back.

Move on and BON VOYAGE sailors!

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Do You Remember Me?

I went back home to visit my family when on one of the evenings I went to the nearest cafe and on the way home I met this childhood friend of mine. Our house is actually just 5 houses apart. We went to the same primary school and we were good friends until we completed our sixth grades. Starting from the year seven onwards until we finished our high school, we went to different school.

We also have different beliefs but it is not a barrier for us to be friends because diversity is great! Our parents also know each other as we’re neighbours. Once a year, we take turns to send a gift to respect each other especially during Hari Raya (the events celebrated by religious people such as Christmas, Eid Mubarak, Vesak, etc).

We grew apart because we never meet each other and because we did not attend the same school anymore, so we stop exchanging gifts. When I saw him, I was surprised at how he looks like. He looks the same as he did 10-15 years ago – it’s just his hair is now longer. I was wondering if he remembered me. True we were good friends but that happened when we were so young.

While I’m currently considered as someone from Generation Y, the situation is completely different from people from Generation X. Take my parents as an example, they are still close with their childhood friends though they are not living in the same area as they did when they were kids. They still hang out together just to have some meals together and catch up. Even the cohesiveness of the group is still very tight! Hundreds or even thousands notification appear from the group chat every day, I repeat, EVERY FREAKING DAY is just normal to happen.

To me now even it’s hard to talk to my childhood friends. We still share the same bond because we grew up together, but things changes as always. We are not living in the same neighbourhood, not attending the same uni, not working in the same corporation, and some of us are not even living in the same country. It’s just funny how things work (maybe) better back then during my parents time.

 

Sometimes I’m wondering what will happen to our friendship?

Would we be able to talk to one another and share what is happening in our life like today?

Or are we going to grow apart and will not work on our friendship?

 

It takes two hands to clap. If the one hand is not welcoming the other hand, then you’ll be hanging until the other one is ready. Well, it’s not really worth your effort if even after so many times trying your hand is not welcomed by the other one.

We may not remember what happened in 2017, but sure we will remember some of the good times!