Friday, August 08, 2008

美丽而破落的 The dilapidated legacy

Taken in Oradea, northwestern Romania.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008


While almost all places on earth are good to visit during sunny days Oswiecim is probably one of the very few exceptions.

Birkenau recollects the past.

The echo from Siberia haunts the track.

Everyone left and the concrete stays.

Last patch of green before winter's arrival.

The halted eternalised.

[Experimenting a photo blog.]

Shanghai, 6/8/2008

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Coming back

It feels one kind being back to Shanghai again. The little excitement was gone once the plane touched down the runway of Pudong International Airport. The mood got twisted a little again once I hop on into the taxi heading downtown. I found out that I started questioning myself – have I made the right call to come back to Shanghai?

So my long break was over – the 14 months’ break that made almost all auditors think I am out of my mind. And it’s now time to get back to the track and start thinking of that “career” thing. Job hunting was not pleasant at all, from getting the correct mood set to picking up the long forgotten accounting standards to adjusting to speak the business world language. And yeah, I did get rejected, and that was like a stab onto the confidence that makes you start thinking perhaps you were being over-confident and should start lower down your expectations.

So now that I have decided to take up this finance job offer in Shanghai, and turned down another internal audit position offered which allowed me to travel within and very likely across the region.

The taxi keeps speeding on the highway. Questions pop up – being far away from home and makes my parents not so happy; re-adapting to the new working environment and culture and this gonna be really tough; a not-great-at-all package; networking circles that I need to rebuild; lots of uncertainty slowly unveiling ahead, you do not know where you are heading to.

So why have I decided to take this route? My heart kept silent, none of those inside me know the answer. I remember writing something years ago that sounds like this – say I am running a circle, and staying in Malaysia especially in Melaka means I tend to run a smaller circle as days go by. And when I get older I will be superbly comfortable with running the small circle and never want to get out again. I will be happy and contented couching like a potato watching documentaries on tv.

So I think I need to go out. Going to a place where allows me to earn a reasonable living, live a spacious life, gain a well respected dignity, and maintain that positive curiosity to the world outside.

So here I am in Shanghai.

Shanghai 2/8/2008