Let it be

Looking back at blog entry on 8 Aug and the few before, i'm quite sure there's a great boxing team here in the dungeon. What goes on in the boxing ring is that basically you try to knock out your opponent with continuous punches,even after he appears to be knocked down, you do not relent but punch harder especially when he shows the slightest sign of recovery.The game is over only when he gets completely knocked out and can no longer stand up at the referee's counts.

i was an unwilling participant in a boxing ring, it's not a match cos i had no chance to punch back at all and every sign of recovery earns me more punches.

Round 1 (first two quarters of the year): knocked real hard. When i was about to show the slightest recovery, comes

Round 2 (in the third quarter of the year), this time,punched with 'concern'. Again i was knocked down, recovery was a little quicker this time 'cos i've a vacation to look forward too.

Just a day before i depart for my much awaited trip, that is today,again, comes

Round 3 (in the third quarter of the year, almost exactly a month after round 2), this time, the boxer's punchline (if i may use this word this way): it's his job to 'counsel' me, to fill in the report, to 'feedback' to the bosses about my 'reaction'....
whoa!! didn't know i was a guinea pig! what feedback, what reaction? He continued to rain punches in the same manner as the boxer in round 2;
his weapons : feedback from the poisonous tongues of my dungeon mates

i'm knocked down again, but the pain is much less now, cos i'm quite numb by now.

Let it be, let all the allegations that comes from your poisonous tongues be.

Let it be that i purposely do not acknowledge your messages, that it's my fault you did not bother to verify if i really received your messages

Let it be that i purposely issue clearances curtly so that you cannot catch it and therefore it's my fault you are unclear about the instruction and it's my fault you do not bother to verify the clearance again with me

Let it be that i purposely do not offer an alternate path for traffic when i'm 'up there' 'cos i have something against everyone of you and it's my fault that the string of outgoing traffic has greater priority for that alternate path cos it's meant for them.

Let it be that i purposely keep myself away from all your 'social networking' 'cos i want to cause everyone stress and it's my fault you have all this to say about me.

Let it be...that the boxer of round 3 is going to submit an adverse report and it's my fault that i couldn't master the art of 'acting' as i have aspired too.

Let it be that i'm a despicable colleague, an incorrigible employee, an irresponsible worker.

Let it be....let it be....let it be...let Round 4 and 5 and so on and your poisonous darts continue to come by when i return from my trip (if i return) for i'll usually return in high spirits, and it's probably the time when you would most want me knocked dead.

Let it be-my feathers, my beak, my talons be all knocked out.
Yet,
i shall not die unless i choose to.