This was a long overdue since I left Kabul in March of 2014. I promised to write more of the stories about the people whom I worked with. The smiling moments and the bond of friendships among others.
This story is about a man, his name is Ahmed. He is a cool guy, many times he is funny and sometimes out of his mind. This man is so relaxed and made his day often as it passby. How i wish I could have that mentality. I saw from him the coolness, taking life easy as it was, no stress and keep the big smile often. Asim always brought a local dough every morning, I could not forget how good it was. I always like the dough, it was a tasty pan; I told them once that it was the Taliban's masterpiece.
As an accountant Asim was assigned to do the banking transactions, going in and out of office everyday. He worked on bank reconciliation too, but I am not sure if they are reconciled. How he did his stuffs was all up to him, peace Asim. Once gone out, expect that he will come back at three o'clock near to time out. I remembered once when he went for bank and Teďdy called and asked if he was in Pakistan. What a funny things to remember. I always stared at him when he look at the ceiling and and waiting for a lizard to drop. Whattaman. My very good friend Asim was very nice, though. He was really a good man.
When we went out, he toured us out around Kabul, he bought corn in cob for us. He even told us that no one could touch us in his place. Whattaman, his name is Asim. We have secret about his crush, he wanted my help but I want to push him in the windows at the 10th floor because he wanted me to court for him. What on earth, man. I gave him Polo Ralph Lauren perfume as a lucky charm, hope that works. He kept on sending me message that I don't do my part as a bridge. Oh, do I look like a bridge when you cross into a troubled water?
Asim, left for Malaysia in early May of 2014 for a scholarship grants. I was happy for him to have such opportunity. But, this man was so different, when I got back to Kabul in July 2014, I saw him also back in the office. What happened to this man? He was late for the semester in a University in Kuala Lumpur, poor Asim, he flew back home. Happy to see him back and disappointed to know what had
happened. Man be a man and learn from that experience. Never go back without assurance that you have a class and enroled. I always like Asim for being light in personality, he has shown friendship to me and I regarded him as my younger brother. That's the very reason why I want him to marry a Filipina. But, I do not need to do all his homework, he need to workhard and show that he is the best gentleman in Depot 1, at least. Who knows, he gonna find the right woman for him, this time, HIS FILIPINA DREAM.
In my next entry, Making Money in the Stock Market (A Must to Read)
This story is about a man, his name is Ahmed. He is a cool guy, many times he is funny and sometimes out of his mind. This man is so relaxed and made his day often as it passby. How i wish I could have that mentality. I saw from him the coolness, taking life easy as it was, no stress and keep the big smile often. Asim always brought a local dough every morning, I could not forget how good it was. I always like the dough, it was a tasty pan; I told them once that it was the Taliban's masterpiece.
As an accountant Asim was assigned to do the banking transactions, going in and out of office everyday. He worked on bank reconciliation too, but I am not sure if they are reconciled. How he did his stuffs was all up to him, peace Asim. Once gone out, expect that he will come back at three o'clock near to time out. I remembered once when he went for bank and Teďdy called and asked if he was in Pakistan. What a funny things to remember. I always stared at him when he look at the ceiling and and waiting for a lizard to drop. Whattaman. My very good friend Asim was very nice, though. He was really a good man.
When we went out, he toured us out around Kabul, he bought corn in cob for us. He even told us that no one could touch us in his place. Whattaman, his name is Asim. We have secret about his crush, he wanted my help but I want to push him in the windows at the 10th floor because he wanted me to court for him. What on earth, man. I gave him Polo Ralph Lauren perfume as a lucky charm, hope that works. He kept on sending me message that I don't do my part as a bridge. Oh, do I look like a bridge when you cross into a troubled water?
Asim, left for Malaysia in early May of 2014 for a scholarship grants. I was happy for him to have such opportunity. But, this man was so different, when I got back to Kabul in July 2014, I saw him also back in the office. What happened to this man? He was late for the semester in a University in Kuala Lumpur, poor Asim, he flew back home. Happy to see him back and disappointed to know what had
In my next entry, Making Money in the Stock Market (A Must to Read)
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