There were times, when I thought of leaving. Yes, I left once, and the grass on the other side was not actually green. But I gathered lots of experience and I thought it was a good decision.
I also decided to take that bold move when I was transferred to JB, I just couldn't take it, leaving my beautiful family behind.
Then there were parties and I always drowned my sorrow at a particular hotel in JB. I would listen to a band there almost every night, dreading to go home to an empty room.
But I stayed on. But I took that bold move in 2017, a year after an incident that left a bitter taste, I knew then not to trust anyone, I have always been suspicious of strangers and outsiders but always trusted my "family members" in Balai Berita. But I know now not to put a 100 per cent trust in anyone other than your family.
I have survived the past two years, doing odd jobs, as in writing, translating and editing. I am blessed with endless offers, beginning with a stint at TNB, courtesy of Rashid Yusof. I have also been offered to do subtitling for iFlix, assisting EPF in producing their Annual Report (I was again offered for this job which I am currently doing), a transcription work (which reminds me to chase for payment), a full blown translation for a website and even a translation work of a pamphlet.
Currently, I am editing the BM version of Chinese web novels, it is an on-going project. I am paid to read.
There you are. I have been paid for an "anak pokok" of mulberry, and I am currently working hard with a group of friends to participate in a major Government project.
Most of the time, I work from a small room at home, that resembles an office, day and night. In between, I would chaffeur my youngest kid around and in the kitchen, cooking up some storm.
It is not too bad, I left without the VSS or MSS but I have survived, sometime with barely nothing in my coffer but at the end of the day, an offer (or more) would come in. I have learnt not to reject any offer, (unless I am sure I cannot do it) and even dabble in shares (which I have stopped and planning to restart soon).
I earned a respectable five-figure income the last year I was with the NST but at the end of the day, I was left with practically nothing, after various deductions. Now, I manage to "belanja" my family at fancy restaurants (once or twice a month) although I am earning less than I used to.
I plan to continue working at least for the next 10 years or so and this vigour was renewed after Tun M took over as PM post-GE14.
I also decided to take that bold move when I was transferred to JB, I just couldn't take it, leaving my beautiful family behind.
Then there were parties and I always drowned my sorrow at a particular hotel in JB. I would listen to a band there almost every night, dreading to go home to an empty room.
But I stayed on. But I took that bold move in 2017, a year after an incident that left a bitter taste, I knew then not to trust anyone, I have always been suspicious of strangers and outsiders but always trusted my "family members" in Balai Berita. But I know now not to put a 100 per cent trust in anyone other than your family.
I have survived the past two years, doing odd jobs, as in writing, translating and editing. I am blessed with endless offers, beginning with a stint at TNB, courtesy of Rashid Yusof. I have also been offered to do subtitling for iFlix, assisting EPF in producing their Annual Report (I was again offered for this job which I am currently doing), a transcription work (which reminds me to chase for payment), a full blown translation for a website and even a translation work of a pamphlet.
Currently, I am editing the BM version of Chinese web novels, it is an on-going project. I am paid to read.
There you are. I have been paid for an "anak pokok" of mulberry, and I am currently working hard with a group of friends to participate in a major Government project.
Most of the time, I work from a small room at home, that resembles an office, day and night. In between, I would chaffeur my youngest kid around and in the kitchen, cooking up some storm.
It is not too bad, I left without the VSS or MSS but I have survived, sometime with barely nothing in my coffer but at the end of the day, an offer (or more) would come in. I have learnt not to reject any offer, (unless I am sure I cannot do it) and even dabble in shares (which I have stopped and planning to restart soon).
I earned a respectable five-figure income the last year I was with the NST but at the end of the day, I was left with practically nothing, after various deductions. Now, I manage to "belanja" my family at fancy restaurants (once or twice a month) although I am earning less than I used to.
I plan to continue working at least for the next 10 years or so and this vigour was renewed after Tun M took over as PM post-GE14.
