Honest Mistake...

To err is human. But this is not the thought that ran in my mind before I committed a fault this morning at work. Though it was purely an honest mistake ,who will believe anyway, especially if you’re working and dealing with fault-finding critics. Who will dare to listen and hear your justification when everyone involved were on denials and I , the newest part of the group and perceived less credible, left speechless, wondered and ate by total discomfiture acknowledged the whole responsibility to pause argument and pinpointing. I guess I already received enough embarrassments for the today and I got prepared myself for some more humiliations in coming days. I know that the issue will not remained silent in the four corners of the meeting room and I already accepted the fact that there are shallow people who will really take advantage of this opportunity for some trivial talks as sort of fun- other person’s downfall maybe others gain. Pathetic. That's my worst expectations and it is the prize I have to pay for incurring a mistake in time when I’m dealing with co-workers completely strangers and working with an office nursed by cultures totally different from what I had before.

I want to gain my self-respect this time since I already did the best things which i thought the way it should be. I admitted the fault and asked for a dignified apology. With that, I don't think i have to walk along the hall in a bow head. I never lost anything but a piece of ego- which is not an add-on my character. I will not blame myself, or anyone. Nobody likes making mistakes. unless one want to go through life as a complete recluse, and that's not me. Mistakes are essential part of going forward and self-improvement, more than just enduring on guilt and regrets. If you go through life afraid to make a mistake, you’ll spend most of it doing absolutely nothing. My sanity knew how much I tried to gain perfection, but the more I do it, the more I likely commit a slip. In the height of my battle against fault, rest assure that at any rate, I am really trying my very best to avoid mistakes at all costs.

On top of these, I’m always grateful for having a superior and mentor who never missed of reminding and inspiring me to work on perfections. Above all, I am too fortunate that she never give-up in believing and molding me to be the best who I can be despite the times that I slipped-up.

Owe to the Rain

Yesterday was a lazy day. Its midweek and a non-working holiday. Night before that, I set my phone in the silent mode as an ethical manner while in the movie. I failed to reset it until I went to bed. Longing for my wake-up call, I stir up at past 8am. The sun missed to shine as it hide in the total gray clouds while the sky kept non-stop pouring fine drops of rain since dawn. There is no strong wind evident by vertical strands of rain drops straightly fell on the ground. From the window, I took advantage of taking a deep breath to clean my lungs, enjoying the offered cold, clean, fresh air courtesy of the non-stop rain. The rest of my flat mates were still on deep sleep and soon begun awaking when they start to sense the aroma of coffee that I usually prepare every morning. With hot breads and butter, we spent almost two hours on the table sharing good laughs and more hours in front of the screen doing movie marathon as we’re all waiting and watching the indolent rain slowly taking the time and all the opportunity to seize the day. The downpours never stop until late afternoon but it never ruins our day. As little kids hate if for not allowing them to play, i started to love it anyway. I thought the rain is caring enough for giving us the whole occasion to take some rest and letting ourselves rejuvenate for the next busy days.