seasons

We had a long winter-like weather, with a slow incoming spring here.

The changes were not obvious: it started with a slight thawing and longer daylight. The breezes teased with different temperatures - warm and soft, followed by harsh and cold. It felt like nature was reluctant to wake its children, so the call was gentle and soft.

with spring comes certain changes - the colours for one. trees bloomed into life, with their shades of colours. flowers, those growing in the fields, blossomed and announced the seasons with their colours. the startling blossoms of colour on the ground were almost in competition with those on the trees.

walking along the way, if one is close enough, you could detect little hints of fragrance from the trees. the fresh scent of spring. the smell from the flower blossoms. the gentle smell of life-awakening.

are we in spring or already in summer? I have no idea. but the awakening call from hiberation has been sounded - and all of nature has responded to it.

office happenings..

we are in abit of a fix right now, doing stuff which we'd rather not gladly do, for people we dislike enjoy working with, in the vain hope to get a future which we are clueless optimistic about.

well. what can we say? That's just shit life as normal..

anyway, on this fine day, this conversation just happened:

german colleague A: - "oh dear. why did they ruin every system they touch? i just debugged their environment yesterday. how did they corrupt it today?"

me: - "in asia culture, we would say that you did something wrong in your previous life and had bad karma. this is a punishment for your past deeds."

me (aside to colleague B) - "i noticed that you are very quiet"

colleague B - "I have nothing to add. i get the feeling that i am being punished for something too.."

me: - "exactly. how else could you explain the fact that you are stuck in the same office with me?"