Kembali Berkarya

Assalamualaikum,

Setelah sekian lamak kamek dah sik berkarya di dalam blog tok. Sik sedar sudah 6 bulan kamek berada di Kuching setelah kembali dari England. Alhamdulillah kehidupan kinek tok bertambah baik. Senang mata dan hati memandang keduak-duak orang tua tercinta, abang-abang, adik & kakak, anak saudara, buah hati tercinta dan kawan-kawan berada di depan mata setiap hari. Pemandangan yang indah di bumi kenyalang membuatkan kamek merasa lebih 'hidup' dan bersemangat.

Bekerja di tempat baru dengan cara pemikiran orang tempatan molah kamek merasa sedikit kurang selesa. Jika dibandingkan dengan budaya kerja di England, amat jauh sekali kamek lebih selesa di England. Orang tempatan bahasa nya memang beradap dan sopan. Namun di sebalik adap dan sopan ya, ada yang sanggup racun meracun sesama sendirik dari belakang. Sekali kita terkenak, pastinya merasa perit di hati. Silap pertimbangan, perbalahanlah yang akan terjadi. Bak kata pepatah melayu, 'Terlajak perahu boleh diundur. Terlajak perkataan buruk padahnya'.

Alhamdulillah juak, kamek bersyukur kehadrat Ilahi, kamek sudah mampu membeli kerendaan kamek sendirik dengan hasil titik peluh selamak tok. Honda City, amat selesa & jimat minyak nya.

Insyaallah, kelak kamek sambung lagik pengkisahan hari-hari yang bakal berlalu. Kamek ingin kembali kerkarya walaupun bahasanya agak janggal & sik teratur bunyinya.

Wooo... ho... ho.. Balik Kuching.

Yezza...

Lamak dah aku sik update blog tok. Ermmm... Entry tok aku decide nak tulis dalam native language ku jak. 

Wooo... ho... ho... balik kampung. Tiap-tiap pagi aku layan lagu sudirman tok dalam Imeem.com. Aku excited nak balit dah. Jumpa parents aku, jumpa family aku, jumpa cinta aku, jumpa kawan-kawan aku. Walaupun aku excited nak balit tapi few things aku masih unsure:

1) Aku tauk gine-gine aku akan rindu dengan England. English values dah boleh kata tebal juak dalam aku tok.

2) Kawan-kawan selain sidak semandin, aku dah lamak sik jumpa. Mesti awkward jak kelak mun jumpa.

3) How am I gonna suit myself to working environment in Kuching kelak. You know with all politics & etc. Then aku sik sure if freedom of speech di terimak kah sik dalam working environment kelak. Because in the UK, aku bebas menyuarakan apa dalam palak sik kira level pekerja dalam organisation. Sometimes it can be harsh but we take it professionally. Nothing personal.

4) I am shopaholic. I know susah mok dapat apa benda yang aku maok bila dah di kuching kelak. Btw, bagus juak lah for my pocket. Hehehe...

5) I'm afraid my english accent will disappear.

Tapi sik pa lah... Aku rasa aku boleh sesuaikan dirik aku kelak. Anyway aku pergi aku dapat nyesuai dirik aku bah. Aku pun rasa dah tiba juak masa aku nak build strong base in Malaysia industry. It is time to conquer the engineering industry. Time to make contact and make as much money as possible. My formula is as below:

Profession + Contacts = Strong base

Then, Strong base x Politic involvement = Job opportunities

Therefore, Job opportunites = Money.

Well, that's how engineers think. That's what we call "mathematic language". Everything dapat di polah equation. Hahahha...

4 years dah aku sitok... Bila aku packing, sekali maok 6 enormous boxes sekali maok barang-barang aku. They cost me like £270 to send them home. Damn...  Aku sik mok buang buku-buku aku time uni dolok. Rugi bah... Lelah-lelah bayar £30,000 pakei dapat semua knowledge dalam buku ya.

My next mission....

To make SSB Consulting Engineers as the first M&E consultant in Kuching with sustainable and environmental friendly approach in design. I have the knowledge and I am capable to do it.

The conclusion is, I am looking forward to come back home.

Balik Kampung - Sudirman

 

This end has no end...

This end has no end... I think it is the most appropriate phrase to describe my current situation.

Due to the world economic downturn, the UK is badly affected by this traumatic human made disaster. The UK construction industry also not immune from this traumatic phenomenon. As myself working in the UK construction industry, I believe now I am a victim of it.

For past few months, starting from the fall of the financial empire, Lehman Brothers in London, many UK workers have been made redundant. Although my situation is different, I still have my employment. Lucky I can say, but I am suffering from the 10% salary cut. The decision has been made by the company to regain profit since Waterman is a PLC company. With 10% salary cut, I think I am struggling to accommodate myself in the expensive UK living expenses. I might be ok if the whole salary belongs to me. But as a grown up, it is my responsibility to send part of it to my parents to relief their burden. They are not desperately needed for my money. It is just me do not want them to work hard after their retirement.

So I have made a brave and biggest decision in my life to given up all my hard work, all the luxury that I have achieved in the UK through my own effort. I decided to resign in May and return to my hometown, Kuching. I know it is hard especially when I have spent 4 years of my life in this dream land. From a crap student to a hard working engineer. I crawled slowly to where I wanted to be. Unfortunately it has to end here. I think rather than suffering from this uncertainty and unpredictable UK job market, I believe the motherland has something to offer to its own people. Frankly speaking, there will always be a place for a professional like me.

Alhamdulillah, luckily I have been offered a position in Kuching. Pretty good offer even though not as much as I earn here. But still can afford ( I can say) my humanly needs. In fact, it is far more better then what I have got here in Manchester. I believe it is time to go home, where all people that I love, especially my beloved parents can be by my side. I know they miss me so much and how bad they want me to come home. Yes... Your son will come home, mak & ayah. Your son will be at home everyday, spend most of his time with you both. And once again, the house will be full of laughter. Someone will lay on the sofa with tv and satellite remotes on his hand all day for the whole weekend. Yes... That person is going to be me.

Goodbye to beautiful Preston and surrounding Lancashire County and peaceful Manchester. Goodbye Mr. Timpson and his cobbler shop where I used to shine and repair my work shoes Goodbye Joe and his skinhead gang. Goodbye Kayode with his dreadlock hair and bling-bling jewellery. Goodbye Mr. Khan and his kebab takeaway. Goodbye Mr. Kuldip and his news agent. Goodbye Ah Fong and his chinese chess set. This is Great Britain. It is undeniable, Britain is great.

I hope one day I will come back here. Maybe not for the employment, just for revisit. I hope by that time Deansgate still busy as usual, Old Trafford still peaceful as it is, Piccadilly still green and crowded with different races and colours, Mr. Mcfenna's fruit stall still operating at Market street, the Town Hall bell still ringing. Having my education and experience obtained in the UK, I am proud to be British product. It worth every single penny I reckon.

So this is it... The End Has No End...

Manchester Central Library from above