Damn! Being in a work assignment in an exotic - tiny paradise, even when stuck in the office, my mind wanders on the beach! Just can't keep my head adher to strict schedules of concrete tasks! counting the days from the moment I came to the last minute of my assignment here...Now, sitting in my shoe box size office and knowing that the warm beach is just a couple of meters away from my office door couldnt help myself stare at my computer and wonder why I'm sitting here and not on the beach absorbing the sun with a cocktail in hand. Hmmm.. something must be wrong! I gotta do something.
Whilst occupied with so many ideas in my mind of how I make a difference to my days here in Maldives, there are lots of people around me who basically have to work their ass out to earn a living, and the sad thing is they dont have a choice, its survival not only for them but for those people back in their country who depends on their financial support. Somehow, when I look at them work day in and day out, long hours ahead of them each day, never a complain and yet they still manage to smile when they meet me around the resort. But then, as I chat with most of them outside of work hours, They seem to have a feeling like they are behind a wall of fear of losing their job. so, no matter what they do, however hard it is, or if they are happy doing it or not, it doesnt matter as long as they get paid for what they are promised at the end of each month. I feel bad for them, on the other hand I felt lucky that I have the freedom to choose to be where I am today.