Sunday, 12 August 2007
Friday, 27 July 2007
The Zahir
It has been a long time since I last read a book. I probably blame the buzzing life style, which leaves me little time to myself. As much as I would like to keep up with everything surrounding me, my body doesn't allow me to do so.
My body needs a certain level of stimulant in order to function, like a car needed the petrol in order to run. Unfortunately, my body is nowhere near a machine! He is begging me to slow down.
I finally made the first step. Over the last 5 days apart from the 45 mins to an hour which I spent to sort out some work related documents, I spent most of my evenings sitting by the window in the kitchen reading 'The Zahir: A Novel of Obsession'.
I finally got to p334 last Friday on the way to work. I was rather disappointed with the ending. It would have a different ending, if i were the writer and of course every book that i read would have a different ending if i were the author.
"Veronica Decides To Die" is another book by Paulo Ceolho which I read about 2 years ago, what strucks me the most is that I went through the same process of questioning myself about the meaning of life. Up untill this moment, I still haven't got an answer. however, I believe it changes from time to time as we grow older everyday. The most precious thing in your life today, could mean nothing tomorrow.
If we live like there's no tomorrow, we will soon find out the meaning of life along the path. I once read in somewhere, it says 'To seek the meaning of life is to keep on living'.
My body needs a certain level of stimulant in order to function, like a car needed the petrol in order to run. Unfortunately, my body is nowhere near a machine! He is begging me to slow down.
I finally made the first step. Over the last 5 days apart from the 45 mins to an hour which I spent to sort out some work related documents, I spent most of my evenings sitting by the window in the kitchen reading 'The Zahir: A Novel of Obsession'.
I finally got to p334 last Friday on the way to work. I was rather disappointed with the ending. It would have a different ending, if i were the writer and of course every book that i read would have a different ending if i were the author.
"Veronica Decides To Die" is another book by Paulo Ceolho which I read about 2 years ago, what strucks me the most is that I went through the same process of questioning myself about the meaning of life. Up untill this moment, I still haven't got an answer. however, I believe it changes from time to time as we grow older everyday. The most precious thing in your life today, could mean nothing tomorrow.
If we live like there's no tomorrow, we will soon find out the meaning of life along the path. I once read in somewhere, it says 'To seek the meaning of life is to keep on living'.
Thursday, 5 July 2007
Could I issue an invoice for contra charges?
The morning doesn't seem too bad, at least the sun was shining.
I dragged myself out of the cosy bed and the routine starts by jumping into the shower, cleaning my face and brushing my teeth. It ends with a cup of extra strong coffee and a fag before I have to carry a laptop which has the weight of a few bricks.
I arrived at the station later than normal, thinking I must have missed the train to Clapham Junction. Bugger !! However, when i arrived at the platform, the train was still there calling at Clapham Junction and London Victoria. That's what it displayed on the train. What a lucky day for me eh ?!
I jumped on the train without thinking twice, in fact just 10 seconds before the door shut.
The door shut and the train was about to leave ! Thank God ! I will be on time for a change!
Suprisingly, the train was emptier than normal considering it was during peak hour. A lady asked me, "Is this train going to Gatwick ?!" I replied 'No?! while looking and reading from the display board. "It is going to Clapham Junction and London Victoria." I said. I must have said it pretty loud, a guy jumped up from his seat and tried to press the button. Too late mister ! I am sorry ,you are going to miss your flight, i am afraid.
I could hear the engine starting to roar and the train left the station. Damnit !!!!! It went the opposite direction ! Both the lady and the man were relieved. It is going to Gatwick ! I made a very sarcastic comment after the lady and I started laughing. 'You got to catch a flight, I am only going to work, you got to win this round'.
So I was on my way to Gatwick! For a change too ! At least it broke the normal day to day routine of heading to Clapham Juntion and Victoria.
About 10 minutes later, an announcement was made informing the passengers that the information displayed on the train was wrong. Thank you very much ! Isn't that a bit too late ?!?!?
On the journey to gatwick, I told the lady i really hope a conductor is going to approach me to check whether i am holding a valid ticket. So i could be 'Mr. Action' exactly like what the lady would have called me if it happened. However, she did offer to explain to the conductor if it happened.
I prepared a script of what to say to the conductor and go through the general order of an arguement if he or she became nasty and issued me with a fine.
On the other hand, i was thinking, I am going to be late to work by about an hour, in theory i wasted an hour doing nothing instead of sitting in front of my laptop and charging my client for £110.
Well, It was partly my fault for not looking at the departure board, it was also partly their fault to have wrong information displayed on the train. Regardless, whether i will be fined, I think it is reasonable to issue an invoice to First Capital to claim for loss of profit.
I think it could be a valid claim.
Why are they allow to issue a penalty for someone who got on the wrong train, whereas I can't charge them for my lost working hour???
What a BIG bully !
I dragged myself out of the cosy bed and the routine starts by jumping into the shower, cleaning my face and brushing my teeth. It ends with a cup of extra strong coffee and a fag before I have to carry a laptop which has the weight of a few bricks.
I arrived at the station later than normal, thinking I must have missed the train to Clapham Junction. Bugger !! However, when i arrived at the platform, the train was still there calling at Clapham Junction and London Victoria. That's what it displayed on the train. What a lucky day for me eh ?!
I jumped on the train without thinking twice, in fact just 10 seconds before the door shut.
The door shut and the train was about to leave ! Thank God ! I will be on time for a change!
Suprisingly, the train was emptier than normal considering it was during peak hour. A lady asked me, "Is this train going to Gatwick ?!" I replied 'No?! while looking and reading from the display board. "It is going to Clapham Junction and London Victoria." I said. I must have said it pretty loud, a guy jumped up from his seat and tried to press the button. Too late mister ! I am sorry ,you are going to miss your flight, i am afraid.
I could hear the engine starting to roar and the train left the station. Damnit !!!!! It went the opposite direction ! Both the lady and the man were relieved. It is going to Gatwick ! I made a very sarcastic comment after the lady and I started laughing. 'You got to catch a flight, I am only going to work, you got to win this round'.
So I was on my way to Gatwick! For a change too ! At least it broke the normal day to day routine of heading to Clapham Juntion and Victoria.
About 10 minutes later, an announcement was made informing the passengers that the information displayed on the train was wrong. Thank you very much ! Isn't that a bit too late ?!?!?
On the journey to gatwick, I told the lady i really hope a conductor is going to approach me to check whether i am holding a valid ticket. So i could be 'Mr. Action' exactly like what the lady would have called me if it happened. However, she did offer to explain to the conductor if it happened.
I prepared a script of what to say to the conductor and go through the general order of an arguement if he or she became nasty and issued me with a fine.
On the other hand, i was thinking, I am going to be late to work by about an hour, in theory i wasted an hour doing nothing instead of sitting in front of my laptop and charging my client for £110.
Well, It was partly my fault for not looking at the departure board, it was also partly their fault to have wrong information displayed on the train. Regardless, whether i will be fined, I think it is reasonable to issue an invoice to First Capital to claim for loss of profit.
I think it could be a valid claim.
Why are they allow to issue a penalty for someone who got on the wrong train, whereas I can't charge them for my lost working hour???
What a BIG bully !
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