HOCUS POCUS

Lots of random thoughts are now passing thru my head, and I don’t know why, I kinda feel tired lately. Well, I am maybe not really fit due to usual March-April syndrome of rainy to hot season transition, where we can experience two seasons in a day… My body just can’t stand it…  I used to have asthma when I was a kid and this period was the time when I would get my asthma attack. It was somehow cured as I’m growing up, but still I got sick during this time…

There was a reshuffle in my office, where I am ended up in new department and a new boss. On top of that, my job loads are also doubled now. I know that I should have taken it positively, because it means that they believe that I can handle new and bigger responsibilities. However, it is always easier said than done. Maybe, I just need sometimes to adapt… hopefully…

I’ll be back for holiday since next Thursday until early April. My office needs to be closed for 2 weeks with no production. It is not a good news, but in contrary, for me it is a much needed holiday. It is also mean that I will have no more annual leave for this year and have to take unpaid leave if necessary. But I just don’t care, I like holiday, who doesn’t?

So now, I am counting every second until next Thursday to go back home. There will be so much pressure to finish all my jobs before the holiday. But it will be okay, as I have seen the light in the end of the tunnel. Till then, I am just trying to stay alive….

by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Note :
I’ve just realised that the education system that I have been through for about 18 years not putting so much emphasis on language and literature… poor thing that I am actually quite interested in poem and such stuff… I mean in reading and analysing it, not in writing it…

Anyway, I found a very interesting poem with a very tricky hidden meaning ( I did googling to find the "true" meaning, but the deeper I dig, more confused I become), and it also lead me to the fact that this poem is a 4th grade assignment in some countries… yes, 4th grade, when I was still watching "ksatria baja hitam"… oh well…