What do actually people think about you?
Sometimes, I asked myself this question. What actually people think of me?
To be honest, I don’t even care to bother. When I do things to anyone, the last reason for me to do it was because of what they think about me.
I do it for the sake of seeking the pleasures of Almighty. I did it because I like doing it.
Having said that, I hope that people do genuinely like me and hopefully for the right reasons.
I am the kind of person who will take some time to open myself up, if ever. Maybe to someone else who are both sincere and respectful. Liking me for who I really am, without holding up a mask or being false.
Having said that, I hope my SO still like me, even though my networth has shrunk to oblivion, similar to some other 30,000 oil & gas professionals in Malaysia.
I hope that my children will still love me, even though I haven’t took them for shopping spree or going for overseas trips for the last two years.
I sincerely hope that my boss at work still appreciate my little contributions to the company.
I'm also hoping that my fellow batsmen still have that uneasiness of negotiating my skiddy and sometimes in-swing bowling during a cricket match, just like before.
The least of thing that I think people musing over about me is about my outwardly appearance.
To me there is so much going on in this mind of mine. I could be engaged in practically all the intense and intelligent discussions and discourses on any given topics. I love science, engineering, history, politics, economy, sports, architecture, religion, philosophy ad infinitum. But certainly not on the topic of my looks.
The other day, at one of the PETRONAS Service Station, after I have finished filling up my sports hybrid, I noticed a familiar looking lady sitting in a car in front of me.
"Bad, Bad, oh my God, you looked so handsome !!" That particular day, I was in my full Baju Melayu complete with its buttons, unlike P Ramlee.
"Haha, haha ... hello Nor, apa khabar?"
She happens to be my former office colleague. It's been a while since I met her.
"Sebab you dah kahwin je, kalau tidak mesti I dah tackle you !!"
"Haha, haha ..." I felt like choking myself.
There were other occasions, when after a meeting was over, I received similar tone of messages. And all I have to say was, "Haha ..."
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