Just came back from work, entertaining guest from overseas. Dinner was good on the 70th Floor , the company was surprisingly, very good too.

During dinner, my client and I spoke about "Why work so hard?"

I will always remember what a priest once said during homily "if you die suddenly, your company may miss you. Perhaps for a few days or weeks, but your position will be quickly replaced by another person. Those who will miss you dearly are you family members and friends..." How true!
Whenever I think that I am spending too much time at work, I'll remind myself of the above.

I know, staying late at work is about completing the tasks, the passion, the sense of responsibility... but I think I'll rather be more passionate and responsible towards my love ones.

These days, I find myself dropping my work and hurrying off to meet my Dearie Chew or head home to have a meal and watch TV with my family. My aunt once told me that "you will never finish your work an they will continue to come!". Words of wisdom - these words inspire me to leave office early though I have one pile of enquiries to attend to.

People have told me I looked like a career-minded person, an achiever and a go-getter. To be honest, I am far from that . I seek no fame nor glory at work and I have always considered myself fortunate to have come this far. I've count myself blessed - to be have worked for bosses who thought highly of me and gave me the opportunities to grow and excel.

However, my ultimate plan and wish has nothing to do with work. My job is merely for survival.

At the end of this jouney, I do not want to be known as a person who had worked hard for money or for authority but I would love to be known as a person who was loved (by my family and friends), who showed love (to everyone) , and had loved.