"Maybe... happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives..."
Once a week on Tuesdays, the company I am currently attached to would gather all members of the staff into the main conference room for a gathering which is known as the Weekly Assembly.
It is often used as a platform to reinforce competence, to celebrate birthdays of any member of staff that are born that particular month or just a means of disseminating information or announcements.
Usually, there would be themed activities.
Last month's theme was "Knowledge", where yours truly obliterated the whole assembly with the super-human ability to memorize facts of general knowledge, geography, history & common sense.
But today, things were different.
This month's theme is about social relationships.
It was however; quite pleasant to see the committee of this platform take the effort to provide each & every one of us 3 cards with our names on them which contained different messages; "Thank You", "I’m Sorry" & "I Love You".
And we were to pass these on to the people who we would want to say those things to.
In the office.
Yeah right.
Some held on tightly to theirs, not knowing exactly who to show appreciation enough to say "I Love You", some offended others so much that one "I’m Sorry" card is not enough to go around, while there are those who wished they could thank the whole company for giving them tolerable crap & made their lives less miserable that they stayed on for more than 10 years...
And some were so sadly waiting for at least 1 card to come their way, desperate to know if theire presence made a difference at all.
I can’t help but to start doubting.
Whether in such a setting, so professional & formal, where most are here for 1 reason which is to provide for themselves a means to a livelihood, would people clearly, sincerely & honestly know how to "tag" their colleagues with such cards.
For I know, in the course of our dealings with others, we are bound to cross paths with others.
It would only be natural human instinct to reach out.
But in the office?
No prizes for guessing where mine have gone.
Then there was this sentiment that I felt; the more often you say something, the more others would begin to believe it.
However, there are some words that if spoken too often would lose its meaning & the essence of the message would not be felt, having the very effect of having said it disappear.
Maybe it’s true.
To truly find what we’re looking for, we would need to have searched for it.
When we would appear to have found it, we must lose it to really appreciate it.
And when we find it again, probably in another form or another realm of our reality, we would appreciate it more.
For the times we searched, tried & cried, we would have stiffened ourselves towards what we consider as the element of animosity.
We may have been shaped & fashioned from our experiences, would be now the person, who is the result of the trials & tribulations we faced or braved through, jaded with the happenings & events which may take place.
It is our right to preserve the qualities we have acquired, the survival skills we have adopted & the circumstances we have adapted to.
But when happiness is at our doorstep, would we be able to identify it, embrace it & claim it as our own?
Knock knock?
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