Friday, 11 February 2022

Hello 2022, and hello Blogger (again)

This is the first post on this blog. Hoping that it'll not be the last, since I've tried to resurrect a lot of personal blogs previously, but in vain have I struggled. I've blogged on this medium before, in fact, my first blog was on Blogger.com. I can vaguely remember how it looks. But it definitely has a lot of information as I poured myself into the blog. The things I like, movies I've watched. A lot.

A lot has been going on lately. I started a company with my friends in Cyberjaya. Now being a local in Cyberjaya. Never thought that I would one day be living on this threshold. This was the place where all the techie stuff is in, the Multimedia Super Corridor (MSC) - still can't really understand why it is a corridor... Nevertheless, I've dragged my whole family here. A change of scenery. A change of zone. Definitely out of our comfort zone. Not sure whether I can refer to my previous zone as comfort, as it wasn't really as comfortable as I wished it would be. Nevertheless, we're moving towards a different path than previously thought/planned.

It's daunting. I can't lie to you. I'll soon be entering my 40s, and having a career change is really something that you won't hear a lot these days. But I don't want to be a sitting duck. Felt underutilized. I've gone through heaps and bounds to build something that I truly believe in, but for some reason, my enthusiasm wasn't really shared, understood and appreciated by others. They simply didn't trust me. So why wait. Why should I sacrifice my time, energy, money, etc, for those who didn't believe in me?

"We want to do things that we are sure we can do".

That was the sentence that ended it all. Felt betrayed. Felt as if all the things that I have done, were worthless. No value whatsoever. They were not sure that what I have worked on for more than 2 years, will bear fruit. Apparently, they wanted to target the 'low-hanging' fruits. Lest they forget, a tree needed to be nurtured carefully and attentively, for it to bear fruit, regardless of a low or a high -hanging one. But it is what it is. Quick win. Quick cash. Such a mantra. 

So I decided to resign from the post. Quit the rat race. It was painful. But it had to be done. 

I think I've kept these things far too long inside of me, and I need to vent everything out before it consumes me. Hence this blog. 

Expect more rants, raves, thoughts, opinions, soliloquy, stream of consciousness, and other stuffs here. 

BRB.

Hafiz Hanif, PhD