I still find myself unimpressed with MAS. I admit, part of it was my fault - as someone who consistently keeps up with emails, I didn't expect to miss the notification email from MAS regarding flight exchange. MAS should differentiate between important notification alerts and promotional emails that seem to clutter the inbox. Sigh.
I was utterly exhausted after a long day at the Ministry of Agriculture and Food Security, presenting on the potential of genomic sequencing, I couldn't help but feel a mix of sadness and anger upon realizing that I will be stranded at the airport today.
I contemplated to be a child, and could have reach out to brothers around KLIA. I'm certain they would come and rescue me. However, I recall a discussion I had with Prof Wan Zurinah yesterday about grit. I personally believe that grit isn't just reserved for things we love; it's also about finding the smallest elements of enjoyment in tasks or stituation we dislike but are obligated to do.
It feels like a test from the Almighty. In this situation, I should be able to summon my grit. And I've found my solace. Alhamdulillah.
Eventually, I made the decision to embrace my time here at the airport. After a delicious iftar at Chef Wan's, I felt incredibly sleepy due to only managing a few hours of sleep the night before - all because of my nerves about facing the representatives from the ministry. Finally, I stumbled upon a secluded little hideout with exceptionally comfortable sofas. Within moments, I drifted off to sleep.
Now that I feel refreshed after a proper rest. I quickly performed my prayers and tarawih, and then resumed doing what I love - tackling the backlog of work that awaited me.