When you have 3 baskets filled with Golden Eggs... now choose sucker!
One of the many lil things daddie taught me as a child was not to have all your eggs in one basket.Reason behind it, was that if you drop one of them baskets, you still have the others to get on with. That explains his success in life, which I myself look up to. To me at that time, daddie was the greatest man alive and someday I would marry someone like daddie himself.
When daddie was doing his insurance sales, he had tendered for the Kajang hospital canteen, and had a video rental centre. He worked almost 12 hours a day. When the tender with the hospital came to an end, he still had his insurance sales thingy going on, video was outdated and planned on the kindergarten.
Then when he found out that the insurance company was turning their backs on my dad, he gave up feeling betrayed, but he then had the kindergarten. Daddie could never just sit and be happy with one thing, he then opened a cybercafe, mamak stall and parking facilities all at once in one premise. When the cc got robbed, dad still had the parking and mamak shop to feed us.
Now that he has given up all his business to rest at home, he has income from the houses he manage to buy while he was working. In conclusion, daddie is still the greatest man alive to me. And, boy I wouldnt be standing at where I am today if I never learnt anything from him.
Why the subject for today?
The thing is I have 3 baskets, ie. 3 good opportunities, all equally promising. All would make me a somebody in the future. Only problem is, I can have only one. Two of which I am working hard for. One, is not obtained off my efforts (which most probably be the one I would decline). So I am left with two now ait?
Somehow I was aware I was going to come to this stage, where I have to choose and make the most important decision of my life. However, I am not 'REALLY' there yet, where I have to give an ultimate answer.
However, I see the horizon to the 2 bridges that only one I will cross.
Sitting... thinking of this makes me nuts. Then, I remember....
The SECOND lesson taught by daddie:
"WE WILL CROSS THE BRIDGE WHEN WE GET THERE, girl"... he would tell me when I am deluded.
posted by WaBBa Fe$H @ 4:15 AM
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