Just heard the bad news from a friend that the mother of an ex-colleague of mine had passed away today. I was so sorry for her lost. But really my feelings were indifferent. Call me cruel, I don't care. Why now? After all this time? I can still remember the pain I was feeling while still working in that God-forsaken place. Maybe it was their nature to act so rude toward other people.
Looking back, I do enjoy working with them in that department during my rotation as a new staff in that company. But somehow, it was during fasting month that one of staff which I like to talk to suddenly gave me a cold shoulder. It's been going on for a quite sometime, nearly half a year. I was dumbfounded. I have no idea what I had done to her or them that triggered the hostility.
Gradually, the hostility I felt subsided. They began to see me instead of ignoring me. They started to talk to me like it was before. But I'm still wondering. I never ever dwell into their lives or whatsoever. Never wanted to.
There's so many things I wanted to forget especially all the bittersweet memories working in that company. I'm thankful for the experience but I gain no friends in the end. Maybe something I had said without me noticing it that may had offended some people, I offered my deepest apology. I was all alone in that place with no one to offer some help. Not even from someone whom I treated as my own family.
So in the end all I could wish was deepest condolences to her for her loss. I could not offer any comfort. No one told me everything is going to be fine on the day both of my parents got divorced. Therefore, I no longer care.
Looking back, I do enjoy working with them in that department during my rotation as a new staff in that company. But somehow, it was during fasting month that one of staff which I like to talk to suddenly gave me a cold shoulder. It's been going on for a quite sometime, nearly half a year. I was dumbfounded. I have no idea what I had done to her or them that triggered the hostility.
Gradually, the hostility I felt subsided. They began to see me instead of ignoring me. They started to talk to me like it was before. But I'm still wondering. I never ever dwell into their lives or whatsoever. Never wanted to.
There's so many things I wanted to forget especially all the bittersweet memories working in that company. I'm thankful for the experience but I gain no friends in the end. Maybe something I had said without me noticing it that may had offended some people, I offered my deepest apology. I was all alone in that place with no one to offer some help. Not even from someone whom I treated as my own family.
So in the end all I could wish was deepest condolences to her for her loss. I could not offer any comfort. No one told me everything is going to be fine on the day both of my parents got divorced. Therefore, I no longer care.
