a labour of love

This few weeks I got myself extremely busy with drafting of submission.
I never liked doing submission simply because:

1. I'm rubbish at researching
2. what happens to the real art of advocacy?

For those who know me, I hate long hours of work.
I prefer to cut it down, fully utilizing the working hours and save the weekend and the night time for the family..but it seems this is no more luxury for me.
Big fat files are coming in for the company, and I, ever the laid back worker had to sacrifice some hours at home sweet home doing work.

This is how I work.
Still laid back.
Ngeeee
But honestly, I like the new direction of the company.
Suddenly we (there used to be only 4 of us) found ourselves with additional 3 staffs and one senior associate with 11 years of experience whom reminds me of my pupil master.

I don't know, but after being thrown in the deep end for half a year now, a guiding hand is utmost appreciated. I used to come in the office so much later than 11 a.m, but now I found myself arriving at 9.30, like an eager pupil I used to be under the wings of my pupil master, Saroop.
Everytime I learn something new from the senior associate, it feels so good inside knowing that you love what you actually you're doing.
Hey, its not work if you love your work.
I see brighter days ahead.

I uploaded this pictures of our Atuk, attending to his precious orchids.
Ask any orchid enthusiasts, not many can actually make orchids bloom like his. Like this.
I miss my atuk already... sniff sniff..

For the grandkids of Daing Ibrahim and not forgetting..the fans of Atuk popeye.. (fad, asni..nak tambah member? atuk popeye fan club) enjoy and please pray for his good health.
He's 86 years of age, and yup..still handsome and looking good. =p
tengok cucu laa. Mwahaha.

memang comel tau atuk dan mak =)