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About 14 months ago, I initiated a career plan. It was done after series of discussions with my husband and those long daily commute. The plan was quite simple really, ....uproot my little family (and I) to one of the regional facilities.

Fast forward to 6 months later.. i found out my request was denied at the very last minute, and much to the receiving party's dismay. It was in February this year, my birthday to be exact. 

Of course i took it badly. 

..but not in the flip-tables-and-fingers kinda way. I excused myself early that day, went home in daze and hurt. Shortly, rumors saying i was crying and throwing a tantrum flew around.

Whoever started that rumor, may Allah forgive you for the intent of defaming my character.

It took me a month to get over it.. i mean, life has to go on right? I had my platter full with tasks - either by choice or not, i was grateful for the "distraction". I also started fun fridays, which i'm not gonna disclose here. But i can assure, it doesn't involve alcohol/drugs/gambling. Ha.

Fast forward to 3 weeks ago, early October. I was sent to Miri for a few days. This happened few days after my technical assessment. As expected i wasn't too happy of the outcome. But what can i do, besides throwing a straight-line-lip movement? 

On that Miri trip, i worked with a manager who patiently listened to my woes. I tried as much to appear emotionless, i think. oh, before that.. right after my technical assessment, i suddenly decided to challenge my assessor.

I asked him if he could do something to change my current skill level.

He did, the very next day. I was too shocked to found out he's booked me a seat to Bintulu! Which happened to be on the same week of this Miri trip.

Ok, back to that manager...

He told me few things that somehow put me back in perspective. Of my career plan.

1. Which one should come first, business needs or your needs? I am so glad i didn't say my needs is what the business needs too. 

2. If it's meant to be yours, it will be. But it will happen on His will. I was confused whether he meant the transfer, or the technical gaps. 

3. Believe that something greater will come out of this. Now, i am not cynical. It just didn't occur to me until much later.

We spent our free time in between work, to discuss this. Then it hit me suddenly...

• maybe this guy is giving the answers i need.
• maybe this guy's words are that something greater.. 
• maybe if i didn't go to this trip, i wouldn't know or see from a different angle

He changed my outlook on this plan. 

Ok, back to the Bintulu trip. I worked with a senior manager this time. Similarly, it wasn't long before he could sense i need help.

And the next thing i know? Insya Allah i am visiting Kimanis next week.

Ya Allah, to think it all started with an assessor...and a manager on one project that i was so confused about. The case of Allah is the best Planner hammers straight to my soul.

Can you imagine from one guy it has now escalated to this commitment? I am so thankful alhamdulillah. I hope Allah rewards these guys for providing opportunity to someone they barely know. 

Ok then, time to sleep!!